Coordinates: 52°56′42″N 1°21′07″W / 52.945°N 1.352°W / 52.945; -1.352
Dale Abbey is a village and civil parish in the borough of Erewash in Derbyshire in the East Midlands of England, 6 miles north east of Derby. Formerly known as Depedale or Deepdale, the village contains the remains of an abbey founded in the 12th or 13th century.
The north-west corner of the village is separately named as Dale, while the north-east corner is separately named as Dale Moor.
The Augustinian monks moved to Dale Abbey in 1162 from their previous home at Calke Abbey. A few years later they were joined by Premonstratensian canons from Tupholme and finally, a few years after this, by another group from Welbeck. All these attempts failed, primarily due to the isolation of the area and the lack of good arable land amidst the thick woodlands. From around the year 1199, the Abbey became well established enough—and with the acquisition of further lands, tithes and other properties—to survive for the next 340 years. Although a relatively large establishment, the abbey was home to no more than 24 canons. The Abbey provided priests at Ilkeston, Heanor, Kirk Hallam and Stanton by Dale. The Abbey owned around 24,000 acres (97 km2) of land. Much would have been leased or rented out or used for grazing or for the production of produce for the residents of the Abbey.
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Through picasso's eyes
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The more that i attack
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The more you pull me back
And the more you try to love me
The more that i attack
I just can't see what you see in me
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I wish i could see what you see