Elizabeth, his
daughter, married Henry, Duke of Buccleuch, in whose family the honour
of Clitheroe is now vested.
Clitheroe Castle is described by Grose as "situated on the summit of a
conical insulated crag of rugged limestone rock, which suddenly rises
from a fine vale, in which towards the north, at the distance of
half-a-mile, runs the Ribble, and a mile to the south stands Pendle
Hill, which seems to lift its head above the clouds."
In the time of the Commonwealth it was dismantled by order of
Parliament; the chapel has totally disappeared; and nothing now remains
but the square keep and some portions of the strong wall by which the
building was surrounded.[49] The tower, though much undermined, remains
firm as the rock on which it was built, and forms the principal object
in our engraving.
It was midnight; and the priest was chanting the service and requiem for
the dead in the little chapel or chantry of St Michael, which was built
within the walls of Clyderhow or Clitheroe Castle. The _Dies irae_ from
the surrounding worshippers rose in a simple monotone, like the sound of
some distant river, now caught on the wing of the tempest, and flung far
away into the dim and distant void, now rushing on the ear in one deep
gush of harmony--the voice of Nature, as if her thousand tongues were
blended in one universal peal of praise and adoration to the great
Power that called her into being.
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