The English poet Henry Newbolt loved Somerset and the Quantock Hills where he had a house at Aisholt. He lived there from 1927 and referred to Aisholt as 'that beloved valley'
He wrote the following little-known short elegy titled "Mors Janua"
Pilgrim, no shrine is here, no prison, no inn:
Thy fear and thy belief alike are fond:
Death is a gate, and holds no room within:
Pass - to the road beyond.