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Chapter 13
TheghostoftheLadyHoly,whobeatherlittleboytodeath,stillwalksthereatnight,tryingtowashitsghostlyhandscleaninaghostlybasin.
Warwick,theking-maker,reststhere,carelessnowaboutsuchtrivialthingsasearthlykingsandearthlykingdoms;andSalisbury,whodidgoodserviceatPoitiers. Justbeforeyoucometotheabbey,andrightontheriver’sbank,isBishamChurch,and,perhaps,ifanytombsareworthinspecting,theyarethetombsandmonumentsinBishamChurch. ItwaswhilefloatinginhisboatundertheBishambeechesthatShelley,whowasthenlivingatMarlow(youcanseehishousenow,inWeststreet),composedTheRevoltofIslam.
ByHurleyWeir,alittlehigherup,IhaveoftenthoughtthatIcouldstayamonthwithouthavingsufficienttimetodrinkinallthebeautyofthescene. ThevillageofHurley,fiveminutes’walkfromthelock,isasoldalittlespotasthereisontheriver,dating,asitdoes,toquotethequaintphraseologyofthosedimdays,"fromthetimesofKingSebertandKingOffa." Justpasttheweir(goingup)isDanes’Field,wheretheinvadingDanesonceencamped,duringtheirmarchtoGloucestershire;andalittlefurtherstill,nestlingbyasweetcornerofthestream,iswhatisleftofMedmenhamAbbey.