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Poem- Harrowing of the North

Updated on December 10, 2015

Norman King

King William
King William


An independent State they cherish

But many lives will perish

For the people of the North

Rebel against the Norman King

They could lose everything

For the freedom of the North


Northern Earls take a chance

To William’s tune they will not dance

Sit tight under York’s holy steeple

King William is not amused

Ready now to light the fuse

Dark times for Northern people


Norman army marches north

Soldiers and cavalry sally forth

To punish Northern people

Rape, plunder and to pillage

Bloodshed found in every village

No pity for Northern people


1070 was that fateful year

That every Northerner had to fear

Starvation for Northern people

No house or field is left unturned

Crops are wasted; fields are burned

Lesson learnt for these poor people


Northern Earls flee in disorder

Finding safety across the border

Independence had lost its zeal

The devastation was so great

Northerners would have to wait

A decade for the scars to heal

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      snakeslane 5 years ago from Canada

      Hello Story bailey, I see you've found your history niche, congratulations on that. This piece is interesting, but a bit of editing would make it so much better (a couple of typos and a line or two of missed formatting). Cheers, snakeslane

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