The Siege of Norwich Castle: A story of the last struggle against the ConquerorBlake, M. M. (Matilda Maria)
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The Siege of Norwich Castle: A story of the last struggle against the Conqueror
Blake, M. M. (Matilda Maria)
Historical fiction; William I, King of England, 1027 or 8-1087 -- Fiction
Before the portal stood De Guader's magnificent barb Oliver, champing
his bit, and with difficulty restrained by the squire who held his
bridle-rein, the white foam flying from his heavy curb upon his gilded
trappings, and his fox-coloured mane tossing in the breeze.
A few words of the great portal itself, before which this brave company
was assembled. The vestibule on the eastern side of the keep, now known
as Bigod's Tower, was not built, but the very beautiful early Norman
archway was certainly a part of the original structure, and opened upon
a raised platform of stone, from which sprang a drawbridge connecting
it with a flight of twenty-eight steps, ended by a gate to the south.
Beneath this drawbridge was the sally-port, a narrow postern strongly
fortified, which in case of siege could, by raising the drawbridge of
the main doorway, be made the only entrance to the keep.[3]
[3] Some idea of the arrangement here described is given by
the figure of the ruins of Hedingham Castle in Strutt:
_Manners and Customs of the English_, vol. i. plate xxix.
At a signal from a sentinel who stood upon this platform, the
trumpeters executed a lively _fanfare_ on their instruments. A moment
later the portal was thrown open, and the earl came forth, clad in
complete armour, and leading the young countess, who was very gallantly
apparelled in crimson cloth, broidered over with jewels and silver; she
wore a small gorget of blue Milan steel, and had on her head a little
cap of the same, damascened with gold; round her waist a jewelled belt,
from which were suspended a little _miséricorde_ and a short steel
chain.
Behind the earl and countess followed Sir Hoël de St. Brice and Sir
Alain de Gourin, both in full harness, attended by several squires and
pages. As they came upon the platform, the greater part of the
garrison--all that were not actually on duty as sentries, warders, and
like offices--filed into the courtyard, and took up their places behind
the group of knights.
'A Guader! a Guader!' shouted knights and soldiers. 'Long live the earl
and countess!'
The noble couple bowed courteously, and the earl, who held in his hands
the keys of the castle, turned to his consort, and then cast a proud
glance along the ranks of his retainers.
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