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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
England: Vols. I–IV. 1876–79.

Wellesbourne Hastings

Wellesbourne and Charlcote Ford

By Sir Henry Taylor (1800–1886)

(From Edwin the Fair)

BY Wellesbourne and Charlcote ford

At break of day I saw a sword.

Wessex warriors, rank by rank,

Rose on Avon’s hither bank;

Mercia’s men in fair array

Looked at them from Marraway;

Close and closer ranged they soon,

And the battle joined at noon.

By Wellesbourne and Charlcote Lea

I heard a sound as of the sea;

Thirty thousand rushing men,

Twenty thousand met by ten;

Rang the shield and brake the shaft,

Tosty yelled, Harcather laughed;

Thorough Avon’s waters red

Chased by ten the twenty fled.

By Charlcote ford and Wellesbourne

I saw the moon’s pale face forlorn,

River flowed and rushes sighed,

Wounded warriors groaned and died.

Ella took his early rest,

The raven stood on his white breast;

Hoarsely in the dead man’s ear

Raven whispered, “Friend, good cheer!

Ere the winter pinch the crow

He that slew thee shall lie low.”