Laigh Milton Viaduct.

It starts with a King, and ends with a Queen,

Whom victor and vanquished, in order have been,

From its banks and flanks, were drawn bobbins and skein,

And the meaning of life taks its measure.

 

Aboon volcanic stopple, where ‘tis but a spittle,

A Thane and Thorn both gave good acquittal,

The mettle of men forged, alloyed and unbrittle,

Wrought forth The Hammer’s displeasure,

 

Past Windsor o’ Scotland, neath Yew filtered shade,

The gains of the sword, by the quill were unmade,

Proof ink by the nib, trumps blood by the blade

Born a Child, chimeric in nature

 

South and East, by its course this construct doth bind,

In its catchment, Great riches its Patron did find,

Sake o’ fossil o’ sunlight, it’s worth was enshrined,

For The County’s Dantean Treasure.

 

By equine engine, it was given birth,

It later consumed, that which gave it worth,

A smelter for spelter and heater of hearth,

The spoils: Toils of labour indentured.

 

Through neglect and privation, it still made its stand

Mither nature extended a fist not a hand,

The first of its kind and the last in the land,

Born again, forsakes labour for leisure.

 

The Bard O' Naewhaur.

 

 

 

 

Done