“ Though no one could claim for its surroundings the privilege of startling beauty, yet there is no more smiling a piece of country in the English Midlands than that of which it is the centre. Cut off from the Fenland flats on the east by a long table-land with a gradual eastward slope, and on the south by the broken country towards Bourn and Stamford, it has on the north the long line of pretty villages which mark the road to Lincoln, and on the west the vale of Belvoir, overhung by the wooded escarpments of the Leicestershire Wolds. ”
Summary
Memorials of Old Lincolnshire, an anonymous work, provides a thorough examination of the county’s historical and architectural legacy, concentrating on its churches, castles, and rural scenery. Through evocative portrayals of places such as Stamford, Grantham, and Tattershall, the text explores the relationship between natural landscapes and human ingenuity, highlighting the region’s medieval and religious traditions.
Themes of structural development, local identity, and historical continuity run throughout the work, evident in discussions of church buildings, regional legends, and the lasting importance of significant sites. The text presents Lincolnshire not simply as an open plain, but as a rich fabric of cultural and architectural heritage, where each village and landmark embodies layers of history spanning centuries.
Quotes from Memorials of Old Lincolnshire ()
“ The figure in the apex of the gable is missing, but, from the adoring angels on either side, it was probably that of the Virgin and Child. The whole of the south side is a perfect example of Curvilinear art; the flowing lines of the window tracery and pierced parapets, buttresses with niches and pinnacles enriched with foliage and carvings of vigorous yet refined workmanship, the bold and lofty staircase turrets at the east end of the nave, all disposed in perfect harmony and proportion, and tied together by the admirable group of mouldings sweeping round the base. ”
“ On his left hand the Witham winds through pleasant meadows, with the noble tower of Great Ponton Church on its farther bank. The stream passes under the railway near the ford by which the traveller approached Grantham during the greater part of its history, leaving the Roman road not far west of Somerby for the by-road known as the Saltway. The smoke of engineering works begins to fill the air; and the tower of Spittlegate Church, close to the line, and, farther away, the rather attenuated tower and cupola of the Town Hall, promise little historical or architectural interest. ”
