Peak Rhapsody

Give me a land where the purple heather

The thyme and bilberry grow together

Get fromThe Elegy - The Dark Peak and The White

A loving tribute to the Peaks, written by Arthur Jewitt, father of Llewellynn Jewitt who edited 'The Ballads and Songs of Derbyshire' in 1867.  This poem is featured in that collection.  Arthur Jewitt is also known for works such as 'The History of Lincolnshire' of 1810, and 'The History of Buxton', 1811.

The River Wye, running through Monsel Dale

 

 

Written by Arthur Jewitt (1772–1852)

O, Give me the land where the wild thyme grows,
The heathery dales among;
Where Sol's own flower with crimson eye
Creeps the sun-burnt banks along!
Where the beetling Tor hangs over the dell,
While it's pinnacles pierce the sky,
And it's foot is laved by the waters pure,
Of the lively murmuring Wye;
Oh! give me the land, where the crimson heather,
The thyme and the bilberry grow together.

O! Where upon earth is another land
So green, so fine, so fair?
Can any within Old England's bounds
With this heathery land compare?
The mountain air, the crystal springs,
Where health has established her throne,
The flood-swollen torrent, the bright cascade,
Belong to this land alone;
O! give me the land where grow together
The marj'ram, cistus, and purple heather.

Oxford may boast of its hundred spires,
It's colleges, halls, and towers;
Built in an ague-producing marsh,
Are the Muses' and Learning's bowers;
O! Tell me not of the sluggish stream,
Too lazy to creep along;
To dull to inspire a poet's dream!
This is not the land of song!
No! give me the land where grow together,
The cistus, the thyme, and the purple heather.

Words by Arthur Jewitt (1772–1852). Tune by Bella Hardy

Give me the land where the wild thyme grows, o'er the heathery dales among
Where Sol's own flower with crimson eye, creeps the sunburnt banks along
Where the tor hangs o'er the dell, while it's pinnacles pierce the sky
And's it's foot's laved in waters pure of the lively murmuring Wye
Give me a land where the purple heather
The thyme and bilberry grow together

Oh, where on earth is another land, so green, so fine, so fair,
Can any within old England's bounds with this heathery land compare
The mountain air and crystal springs, where health has made her throne
The river's swell and the bright cascade, belong to this, the land of song
Give me a land where the purple heather
The thyme and bilberry grow together

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