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 ©