The church and tower of Cadbury is neat and small, built of stone. In this place they call walnuts _Welsh-nuts_. To the southward, on the opposite hill, corpses have been dug up: there was lately an urn full of Roman money found at Wincaunton. A little above Sutton, toward Beacon-Ash, in inclosing ground, half a peck of the same coin was found; I saw some of Tetricus. Roman _pateras_, a knife, and other antiquities, taken up thereabouts, sent to madam Thyns, now in lord Winchelsea’s custody. Many are the British stories told of Camalet, of the knights of king Arthur’s round table, of the solemn justings and tournaments there, &c. It seems, when the castle for its security was turned into a city, this was the _Colomeæ_ of Ravennas, (as Mr. Baxter has corrected it) in the later times of the Romans; unless Quincamel, not far off, can better put in its claim, to which this might be the garrison. At Long-Leat, in my lord Weymouth’s library, is a piece of lead weighing fifty pound, one foot nine inches long, two inches thick, three and an half broad, found in the lord Fitzharding’s grounds near Bruton in Somersetshire, and was discovered by digging a hole to set a gate-post in: upon it this memorable inscription, which I suppose was some trophy; communicated by lord Winchelsea. [Illustration: 43 _Prospect From Sᵗ. Roc’s hill Sept. 15. 1723._ _Prospect of Camalet Castle._ _15. Aug. 1723._ _Stukeley Del._] [Illustration: 33 _Ichnography of the Abby of Glasenbury. 17. Aug. 1723._ _I. Vᵈʳ. Gucht Scul._ _Stukeley delin_] ┌───────────────────────┐ │ IMP DVOR AVG ANTONINI │ │ ET VERI ARMENIACORVM. │ └───────────────────────┘ Hence let us go, as in pilgrimage, to the famous Glassenbury; for it is a very rough and disagreeable road, over rocks and the heads of rivers: but that is much alleviated by the many natural curiosities such places afford: several times I saw _gilded ivy_ grow in the hedges, as yellow as gold; great plenty of _viorna_, _purging-thorn_, _prim-print_, and the banks every where over-grown with _fox-gloves_. Kyneton village, for half a mile together, is paved naturally with one smooth broad rock, the whole breadth of the road; so that it looks like ice. Great quarries of stone hereabouts, of the slab kind: all the uppermost layers are incredibly full of sea-shells, and would make admirable pannels to wainscot a _virtuoso’s_ summer-house, grotto, or the like, and of any dimensions; not inferior, in true value, to those brought from Italy, but too cheap. I frequently took notice that the course of the vein of the stone quarry runs north-east and south-west. [Sidenote: +Glasenbury Torr+] [Sidenote: TAB. XXXVII.]