"In Brixham town so rare
For singing sweet and fair,
With none that may compair."
The instrumentalists and singers considered that they were the best anywhere. But—
"There came a man to our town,
A man of office and in gown,
Strove to put music down,
Which most men do adore."
Then the story goes on to exhort him and all others who love not music—
"Go search out Holy Writ,