The ruined abbeys of Yorkshire . storm of battle. It is with this stage that wearc concerned rather than with that later one in which gradually as that monkish enthusiasm becamemore thoughtful, and as the sound of war becamemore and more intermittent beyond the gates of theconvent or the keep, the stone pillar grew slenderand the vaulted roof grew light, till they had wreathedthemselves into the resemblance of the summerwoods at their fairest and of the dead field-flowers,long trodden down in blood, sweet monumentalstatues were set to bloom for ever beneath the porchof the temple or the canopy
The ruined abbeys of Yorkshire . storm of battle. It is with this stage that wearc concerned rather than with that later one in which gradually as that monkish enthusiasm becamemore thoughtful, and as the sound of war becamemore and more intermittent beyond the gates of theconvent or the keep, the stone pillar grew slenderand the vaulted roof grew light, till they had wreathedthemselves into the resemblance of the summerwoods at their fairest and of the dead field-flowers,long trodden down in blood, sweet monumentalstatues were set to bloom for ever beneath the porchof the temple or the canopy of the tomb. 48 IX. Mount Grace Priory. PROBABLY the least known, but certainly notthe least interesting, of the monastic ruins ofYorkshire is the Carthusian Priory, which stands amile or so north of the Beck, between the Hambleton the fourteenth century testified to the devotion andliberality of Thomas Holland, Earl of Kent. Threehundred years had elapsed since Bruno promulgatedin the desert of the Chartreuse a monastic reform. and Cleveland Hills. The Priory of Mount Grace,says the local guide, is situated about eight of Northallerton. The nearest railway stationsare Welbury and Trenholme Bar, which are respec-tively about four miles distant, but no conveyancescan be obtained at either. At one time a sportsman,at another a countrywoman, will come and go, butthe few tourists who make their way to the Prioryarrive mostly by road from Northallerton. Indeed,these small stations on the wild moor seem to feel thespell of older and more stagnant days, and perhapsno one who has not waited at Pilmore for a trainhas fully realised how powerless a railway, and evena junction, may be to enliven such an utter desola-tion, or disturb so deep a peace. But far more strangeand impressive than the stillness which now reignsbeneath the shadow ofBlack Hambleton must havebeen the forced and painful silence of the peopledcloister and the clustered cells which at the end of more thorou
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