Thro’ legends and fables the friars explor’d,
Thro’ strata of rubbish the miners have bor’d.
Fal lal de ral la.
The labours of both with success have been crown’d,
And the miner to Bede is in gratitude bound;
For while ignorance reign’d from the line to the pole,
In convents the nooks preserv’d sciences—Coal.
Fal lal de ral la.
By science and spirit what great deeds are done,
By the union of these, this rich Coal Pit is won: