To the Pullers-Down - TrustNews Dec 2005
This poem, author unknown, was found recently at the Chesil Rectory, Winchester's well-known restaurant, by its owner Carl Reeve. Written exactly 100 years ago it has an obvious resonance today.
THE OLD CHEESEHILL RECTORY |
[To the Pullers-down - To the Mayor and Corporation, and to everyone concerned] |
Such house is sanctified by time, |
This renders it unique, |
About it antiquarians |
With reference all speak. |
If such a quaint old house as this |
Were levelled to the ground |
It would in my opinion, be |
Stupidity profound. |
For what attracts to Winchester |
The folks who come your way? |
What makes them lavish money there, |
And in your hotels stay? |
What makes the Yankees trot around |
And spend with you their gold? |
Because they're sick of what's brand new, |
And want to see what's old. |
What makes a hardened globe trotter |
Your ancient High-street climb? |
To see old houses such as these, |
That sanctified by time, |
As firmly stood on mother earth |
As when their bricks were laid |
As when their footings were dug out |
By men with pick and spade |
Five hundred years or more ago, |
And yet in your old town |
An ancient edifice like this |
You talk of pulling down. |
22nd April 1905 |