They doomed to die; alas! for ruth.
Thy revered lockes thee could not save,
Nor them their fair and blooming youth.”
The ballad is an exaggeration, two only of the sons having suffered on the scaffold. The property, however, was cut off, and the “sequestered hall” mentioned in the “White Doe” fell into ruins. The name of the family clings to the district, and is perpetuated in what remains of the Norton Tower.
“It fronts all quarters, and looks round,
O’er path and road, and plain and dell,
Dark moor, and gleaming pool and stream,
Upon a prospect without bound.”
ILKLEY BRIDGE.