Those who follow the transcription of the Rev Edward Stevens diary on the website will be familiar with the Dix family, especially the Misses Dix who often entertained Rev Stevens to tea and helped with the Penny Bank. Miss Sarah Dix, as a 13 year-old girl, in 1851, also kept a diary which I have been able to transcribe during Lockdown – but that is another story. At the end of her diary she copied out many religious texts, poems and other items of interest to her. Below is an amusing poem summarising the history of the English monarchy up till 1762.
The Romans in England once did sway,
And the Saxons after them led the way.
They raged with the Danes till an overthrow,
They both of them got from the Norman’s bow.
Thus barring all bother, the one and the other,
All came to be Kings in their turn.
Norman, Willy the Conqueror long did reign
Red Willy his son, by an arrow was slain.
Henry the First was a scholar bright
Tho’ Stephen was forced for his crown to fight
Chorus: Thus barring….
Second Henry, Plantagenet’s name did bear,
Richard, Coeur de Lion, was his son and heir.
Famed Magna Charta we gained from John,
Which Henry Third put his seal upon.
Edward the First was a tiger bold,
Second Edward by rebels was bought and sold.
Edward the Third was his subject’s pride
His poor grandson, Richard, was popped to one side.
Fourth Henry of Lancaster was a very bold knight,
And his son, fifth Henry bravely did fight.
Sixth Henry, his son, like a chicken did pout
When fourth Edward, his cousin, turned him out
Poor Edward the Fifth was killed in his bed
By his Uncle Richard who was knocked on the head
By Henry the Seventh, who in fame grew big,
And Henry the Eighth was as fat as a pig.
With Edward the Sixth we had tranquil days.
Bloody Mary, his sister, made faggot to blaze.
But good Queen Bess was a glorious dame.
And James the First from Scotland came.
Charles the First was his son, and a martyr made,
Charles the Second, his son, was a comical blade.
James the Second, when hotly spurred
Ran away, I assure you, from William the Third!
Queen Ann was victorious by land and sea,
And George the First with glory did sway.
But as George the Second has long been dead,
Long life to the George that we have in his stead.
And may his son’s sons to the end of the chapter,
All come to be Kings in their turn.
I wonder if anyone would like to try continue the writing and bring this historical poem up to date?