A purling brook swift gliding from its fount,
From Botton Head (that sterile, craggy cliff),
The rill descends, meanders down the hill,
The woody Hagg its course continues on,
By Ingleby then gurgling through the meads,
Loses its current, and the Leven joins;
So runs the Leven down from Kildale’s brows,
Thence falls to Easby, thence to Ayton glides.
Thomas Pierson writing in the 18th century.
From “Great Ayton, Stokesley & District, past and present” by J. Fairfax-Blakeborough, 1901