Swans,
Bridges, Feudalism and Modernity: From Newbridge to Oxford
The
Windrush joins the Thames at Newbridge,
Flowing
beneath the elegant Taynton stone bridge,
Once
a port of call for that Burford quarried stone
On
its way to Oxford and London,
As
well as a defeat for the Parliamentarians …
The
sight of so many swans gliding on the waters,
So
close to King Charles’ Oxford,
With
their mute depiction of feudal hierarchy:
These
birds are for monarchs old and new, not
‘Yoemen
and husbandmen and other persons of little reputation’;
A
heron interrupted the flow of my thoughts down stream
To
Hart’s Weir footbridge – more English quaintness:
The
weir has gone, but a right of way remains to Erewhon;
Then
Northmoor Lock, before reaching literary Bablock Hythe:
Matthew
Arnold’s scholar-gypsy,
‘Oft
was met crossing the stripling Thames at Bab-lock-hythe,
Trailing
in the cool stream thy fingers wet,
As
the punt’s rope chops round’;
None
of that now at the Ferryman Inn and its chalet purlieus,
Instead
a meander inland before returning to the waters
At
Pinkhill Weir, before another short roadside detour,
And
a boatyard and chandlers and a stride to Swinford Bridge
(Swine-ford),
Where
feudalism and modernity meet:
A
toll bridge, built at the behest of the Earl of Abingdon in 1777,
Where
a company still charges drivers today
(But
not pedestrians!),
Then
on to the now invisible Anglo-Saxon cultural importance
Of
Eynsham, and Eynsham Lock,
Evenlode
Stream and King’s Lock
(King
denoting kine),
Underneath
the Ox-ford by-pass
(You’ve
heard its constant roar for over an hour),
To
Godstow: ‘Get thee to a nunnery!’ –
‘The
use of detectors is strictly forbidden’,
Fair
Rosamund, Alice Liddell and Charles Dodgson;
Pat
the astonishing free grazing common lands of Port Meadow:
Horses
gallop free, while a train passes in the distance,
Kine,
countless, standing in the waters,
Swans
gazing at the stationary herds,
Port
Meadow, a feudal gift to the burghers of Oxford,
Courtesy
of Edward the Confessor,
Honoured
by William the Conqueror;
But
the industrial revolution was calling:
A
boatyard, a footbridge, Osney Bridge, a canal,
And
a train back to Stroud.
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