For many weeks my friends did see
Approaching death attending me.
No favour could his body find,
Till in the earth it was confined,
and so forth.
The “Ship” inn is almost, if not even quite, as well known a feature of Porlock as the church, and is unaltered since Southey sheltered here considerably over a hundred years ago—
By the unwelcome summer rain confined.
The thatch has, of course, been renewed from time to time, but always in the old traditional style, and the white walls are obviously what they were a couple of centuries or more ago. The oldest part of the inn is probably a curious little trefoiled-headed wooden window, of semi-ecclesiastical design, under the eaves.
INGLENOOK, “SHIP” INN, PORLOCK.