I know Wharncliffe has a good following on here , very justifiably, so I thought these two quotations from Ebenezer Elliot might be enjoyed:
"Where Don's dark waters bathe the rugged feet
Of billowy mountains - silent, motionless,
As if the Almighty's hand had still'd and fix'd
The waves of chaos , in their wildest swell -"
and, near the end of the same work:
"Grey Wharncliffe's rocks remain, still to outlive
Myriad sucessions of th' autumnal leaf
But where are now their terrors?"
It sounds like the Corn Law Rhymer was quite adept at ladling out the poetic licence but he'd never found himself having second thoughts without the benefit of a decent runner high above one of Wharncliffe's famously unwelcoming landings.