This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1906 edition. Excerpt: ... Shall bring, to-night, forth harnessed Roman soldiers; And Britain"s high-walled Ilium, shall burn! To Colne-side, hath sent Aulus, Roman knights, With Gaulish horse; in Caesar"s name, commanding The praefect, Caelius, he disbark his soldiers: And early, at morrow, when should they hear trumpet, Beyond dune walls, of there assailing cohorts; They mount up likewise from their river vallum. Shipmen, which climbed now their main-tops, surview That town, in part, of the blue barbare Britons! Behold, how, in a twilight market-place, Go thronging people armed; mongst whom, white druids. Those sit, in council, in the temple-court; Where warriors come in, from round-leaguered walls; Other are hurt, are some old impotent wights. Guitelnus, reverend, white-browed magistrate, Speaks, mongst that dying people of Camulus, Whilst all give ear; hark speaks, with submiss voice; Over the river quagmires, lies yet path, Where the sea-lavender and salt samphires grow: Haste them, whoso would saved their lives, there pass! A weeping company, lo, for their homes lost, Bearing, their stuff, in sacks, with fearful foot, Outwend! They Colne, in the cold glooming, wade. Camulus, the most, of those, then saved: but met, With other, men in barks, (armed waterers, Of the fleet-soldiers;) that few having slain, Of those poor Britons; bind, for thralls, the rest. Guitelnus caused, be delved, this night, deep pit And also wide, under their market-place: Where thing, which cannot be, by fire, consumed, Might buried lie. This done, he, magistrate, Cast public wealth in; druids cast temple-gifts; Cast private men their good! Trampled of feet, Last rammed they, even with the ground, the place: That when were taken the dune, might stranger Romans Not find to spoil this...