The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis.: A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from BritainChurch, Alfred John
History
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
about here are infected with the Druid superstition, though I have had one
or two hints to that effect, hints which what you have just told me helps
to explain. But, in any case, the more secret you are the better. Besides,
my son’s Party cannot reach the Great Temple till long after dark.
Meanwhile take some rest and refreshment, for, believe me, you have
something before you.”
This advice was so obviously right, that the guide, who was in command of
the party, had no hesitation in accepting it.
About six o’clock another start was made. At first, though the weather
looked threatening, no serious obstacle presented itself. The snow was
somewhat deep on the ground, but there were no serious drifts on their
way, a way which, indeed, for some distance from the town lay under the
leeward side of a wood. But they had not gone more than a mile and a half
when a disastrous change in their circumstances occurred. The wind rose
almost suddenly to the height of a gale, and brought with it a fall of
snow, separated by the rapid movement of the air into a very fine powder,
and working its way through the clothing of the traveller with a
penetrating power which nothing could resist. Still, benumbed as they
were, almost blinded by the icy particles which were whirled with all the
force of the tempest against their faces, they struggled on for more than
half the distance which lay between them and their destination. Then the
three sailors cried out simultaneously that they must halt, and the guide
unwillingly owned that he must follow their example. Only the Saxon was
left to go on, and he, with a gesture which it was impossible to mistake,
declared his intention of persevering. Just at that moment the clouds
parted in the east, and the full moon showed the landscape with a singular
clearness, its most conspicuous feature being the gigantic stones of the
Great Temple, which could be seen about two miles to the northward. The
guide pointed to them, and the Saxon, when they caught his eye, leapt
forward with an energy which nothing seemed to have abated, and, with a
gesture of farewell to his companions, plunged into the darkness.
CHAPTER XVI.
THE GREAT TEMPLE.
The Great Temple, or Stonehenge as it is now called, though its decay had
already commenced, still preserved the form which we have now some
difficulty in tracing. There was an outer circle consisting of thirty huge
triliths,(39) the greater part of which were still standing in the
position in which the unsparing labour of a long past generation had
placed them. Within this there was a circle of forty single stones, this
circle again containing two ovals. One of these ovals was composed of five
triliths, even larger than those which stood in the outer circle; the
other was made of nineteen upright stones. At the upper end of this stood
the altar, a low, flat structure of blue marble.
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