Great Britain -- History -- William I, 1066-1087 -- Fiction
far away in the distance my sweep of vision has taken in the coast-line
of the Irish sea; whilst north, and east, and south there lay before me
a mighty vista of hill and dale and rugged peak! Then, how lovely the
magnificent stretch of forest too!--a rich unbroken canopy of green,
many-tinted and beautiful, the oak, the ash, the elm, and many others
blending their various tints in the lowlands; whilst the fir, the pine,
and the mountain-ash belted the forest in the higher reaches. The
fleet-footed red-deer might be seen threading their way through the
tangled undergrowth, or browsing amid the boulders in the clear, keeping
ever a wary eye on the stealthy hunter. Sly Reynard here abounded, and
might be seen gliding warily along; and occasionally his fiercer cousin
the wolf prowled in fierce loneliness; whilst ceaselessly the woods rang
with the songs of her feathered denizens. Birds of rare plumage, too,
and shy, such as the jay, the magpie, the thrush, the curlew, the
wood-pigeon, with many specimens of the hawk family, were here; whilst
the golden eagle wheeled in airy flight round the crown, or moodily
perched on some boulder, while his mate patiently hatched her young in
the fissures of the rocks, which, steep and high, lined the pathway of
the descending waters. But on this eventful day, as the sun reared its
blood-red visage above the horizon, and kissed the mountain peak into a
ruddy twilight, two Saxon warriors, with broadswords by their sides and
battle-axes at their girdles, rounded the peak on the side which
overlooked the castle and broad fertile acres which had been
comparatively cleared around it. Just the dimmest outlines of this scene
were visible; but as the sun mounted higher in the heavens, and his rays
swept down from the hills into the lowest valleys, the whole landscape
was spread in beauty before them. The castle's noble proportions, here
and there also the river's sinuous course, as it threaded in and out
amongst the trees, could be seen; whilst farther down the valley the
gorgeous masonry of the Abbey peeped through the tops of the trees. With
rapt vision, but with very sad hearts, the pair stood together, and
watched the marvellous transformation taking place before them.
"Was ever man called to yield so fair a possession before, Wulfhere?"
said the chieftain to his comrade.
"Well, truly it is a fair spot--finer, I think, than ever I thought it
before. But it may be yours again, and I may get my little patrimony
also. So let us not despair."
"Well, we know not what may happen, but it seems very unlikely at
present. But come, we will go over the summit and consider our plan for
the stronghold. It will be some time yet ere our enemies are astir, I
dare say. The scouts will bring us timely word."
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