The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis.: A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from BritainChurch, Alfred John
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The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis.: A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from Britain
Church, Alfred John
Great Britain -- History -- Roman period, 55 B.C.-449 A.D. -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Romans -- Great Britain -- Fiction
Nor was she sorry that she had found shelter within the fortifications of
the villa when the next morning revealed the presence of the invaders.
They had come across in the night to the number of several hundreds, and
could be seen from the windows of the villa. And a very singular sight
they were. A spectator might have imagined himself to have been carried
back more than four centuries and a half, and to be looking on the hosts
which had gathered to oppose the landing of the first Cæsar. These
warriors who came up shouting to the palisade which formed the outer
defence of the villa seemed to be absolute barbarians; no one could have
believed that for many generations they had been subjects of a civilized
power. They had, in fact, deliberately thrown off all the signs of that
subjection. It was the dream of Ambiorix to have Britain such as she might
have been had Rome never conquered her. It was a hopeless attempt, this
rolling back the course of time by four centuries, but in such matters as
dress and equipment something could be done. Accordingly, his troops were
such as the troops of Cassibelan might have been had they suddenly risen
from their graves. Most of them were naked to the waist; what clothing
they had was chiefly of skins, though some wore gaily-coloured trews. All
wore their hair falling over their shoulders, and long, drooping
moustaches, but no beard or whisker. All the exposed parts of their bodies
were dyed a deep indigo-blue, by the application of woad. Ambiorix had
been very anxious to revive the chariots of his ancestors, but had been
compelled to give up the idea. In any case he could not have transported
them to the island. He had been at great pains to instruct them in the
genuine British war-cries, as far as tradition had preserved them. Here,
again, the result had been somewhat disappointing. There were things which
they had learnt from Rome which they could not put off as easily as their
dress; and the challenges which they shouted out to the besieged as they
surged up to the defences were a curious mixture of the British and Latin
tongues.
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