Coordinates: 53°25′26″N 1°32′20″W / 53.424°N 1.539°W / 53.424; -1.539
Worrall is a small rural village in the civil parish of Bradfield within the boundary of the City of Sheffield. It stands in an elevated position at a height of approximately 230 metres and is 4 miles (6.5 km) north west of Sheffield City Centre. The village has an area of 233 hectares and a population of 1,306 in 2006. Although a distinct village, Worrall has tenuous borders with the Sheffield suburbs of Wadsley, Middlewood and Loxley to the south and east and with the adjoining village of Oughtibridge to the north; to the west is a rural area extending out towards the village of High Bradfield.
The origins of Worrall go back to Viking times as the names of Towngate Road and Lund Road indicate. Also it is sited away from existing Anglo-Saxon villages such as Wadsley and this was quite common for many Viking settlements. There is no evidence of Anglo-Saxon activity in Worrall. It had its roots in farming and was mentioned in records as part of a manor which also included the areas of Ughill and Wadsley. The manor was held by the Saxon chief Aldene and included 14 bovates of land and an open woodland, a mile square. The villages name derives from the Saxon word Hrivfull meaning “top” and this would certainly apply to Worrall’s lofty position above the Don and Loxley valleys.
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[Dialogue from Daria Morgendorffer on MTV's "Daria":]
My advice is, stand firm for what you believe in
Until, and unless, logic and experience prove you wrong
Remember
[Ja Rule:]
Yeah, shhh
It was supposed to be you and I and the curtains closed
But somewhere along the lines we switched episodes
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Spike is back on the court, and Jeter's still in the Bronx
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[Chorus:]
Who do you believe in?
Is it money or the man upstairs? Is it power or prayer?
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What's progression if you never been through backlash
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Cause my money's on me, myself and I, my team and this music
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Maybe it's my fault, or maybe y'all just makin excuses
[Ja Rule:]
Who do you believe in?
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And the singles and the fives went to the bitches
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