The Visitor's Hand-Book for Holyhead: Comprising a History of the Town, the Antiquities and Sublime Scenery of the MountainJackson, Thomas
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The Visitor's Hand-Book for Holyhead: Comprising a History of the Town, the Antiquities and Sublime Scenery of the Mountain
Jackson, Thomas
Holyhead (Wales) -- Guidebooks
In conclusion, the compiler has only to add, that if the reader derives
any information, pleasure, or profit, from the perusal of the work, he
shall think the time occupied in writing it by no means uselessly
employed.
T. J.
Holyhead, 1853.
N.B.—In the event of a second edition of this work being called for, the
compiler would feel greatly obliged to any person who would furnish him
with any additional information respecting any of the objects named in
this Hand-book.
HOLYHEAD.
And thou, Holyhead!—thy time-honoured name,
Shall henceforth flutter on the wings of fame.
To trace a mighty river to its source, has ever been considered a sublime
and interesting employment. It is pleasing to ascend its course from the
point where it opens into the ocean, and becomes an inlet of wealth to an
empire, till we arrive at the spot where it bubbles up a spring just
sufficient to irrigate the meadows of a neighbouring farm, and to
observe, as it receives the confluence of tributary waters, how it
diffuses its benefits to the tribes that dwell upon its banks. Still
more engaging is the task to trace the history of flourishing cities and
thriving towns. The rise and progress of Holyhead, from an obscure and
mean condition to one of increasing prosperity, is full of interest. Its
early history appears to have had but little attention, and perhaps
deservedly, from the insignificancy of the object. In giving a succinct
account of it, the writer finds himself somewhat perplexed, in
consequence of the very scanty materials with which he is furnished. The
historical guide-stones placed along the march of time are few and far
between. There are centuries in which the footprints of its history are
scarcely traceable. Roll back the tide of time, and you will find
Holyhead a small fishing village, where
A band of fishers chose their humble seat;
Contented labour bless’d the fair retreat:
Inured to hardship, patient, bold, and rude,
They brav’d the billows for precarious food;
Their straggling huts were ranged along the shore,
Their nets and little boats, their only store.
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