Creaksea

I shouldn't, I know I shouldn't, but I really rather liked All Saints. Tucked away behind Creaksea Hall and on the edge of the golf club this is a manicured Victorian church - I think it's the brickwork which attracts.

ALL SAINTS. 1878 by F. Chancellor who here as at Steeple indulges in the most curious surface efi'ects of stone, with bits of flint, brick and tile. - FONT, C15, octagonal carvings of a coil (serpent?) and a cross-saltire. - PLATE. Cup and Paten of 1699. - BRASS. Sir Arthur Harris d. 1631. The inscription reads:

If any prying man, heere after come,
That knowes not who’s the tenant of this tomb,
Wee’l tell him freely, as our sighes give leave,
One, whose religious brest to GOD did cleave,
One that to men just offices discharg’d,
And to the pinched soule his hart inlarg’d,
One, that though laid in dust of breath bereft,
Like dying Roses sweet distillments left
And moulders hoping, from this stone God may
Raise up a child to Abraham, one day.

Another one Mee missed.

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