Tudor Trail

 Let a new age commence, unrest shall now cease

King Henry VII, the bringer of peace
Merchants will travel, trade will now flourish
Descendants of which epitomise courage

A land of writers, a progress of arts
Embedded into the Tudor’s hearts
Embroidered gowns, heads and tales
The elegant wear of farthingales

A Tudor house, a college, a school
Established wealth of Tudor rule
Towns of old, constructed new
Merchants traded, places grew

Refined timber, a solid room
Within the attic, a weaving loom
Wattle and daub, between the frame
A home preserved, set to remain

Furnished halls and window glaze
Estates abound, knot garden maze
Food aplenty, peacock and swan
Iron skewers, with meat upon

Send a fleet, out to defend
A kingdom of which lives depend
Aboard with cannons, Mary Rose
We shall arch with longer bows

Parish churches of the ‘Reformation’
A coat of arms, our declaration
Henry VIII, the Supreme Head
The King’s schools, of which he lead

A ‘Globe’ performance, a Shakespeare show
Shall we stand where ‘groundlings’ go
A theatre set to entertain
Yet monasteries sit in poor remain

Upon thy hill, now let us mount
To thus reflect with fresh account
A prominent history of which to lend
Thy Queen Elizabeth I to end

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©