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Aulus, moved by commodity of the site,
For corn and herb and water, for his horse;
And by the amenity of this fair Duffreynt,
Will stablish, at Caer Isca, stative camp.
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And by the amenity of this fair Duffreynt,
Will stablish, at Caer Isca, stative camp.
But erst, (and having his commandment left,
Isca's high walls, lay even with the ground!)
With horse and knights, lo, Cæsar's legate rides,
And Flavius, and who præfects of his legions;
Till, to that Bloody Foreland, they arrive;
Which End of Land. There seemed-them see the sun
Sink, hissing, in dim bosom of vast Main!
Isca's high walls, lay even with the ground!)
With horse and knights, lo, Cæsar's legate rides,
And Flavius, and who præfects of his legions;
Till, to that Bloody Foreland, they arrive;
Which End of Land. There seemed-them see the sun
Sink, hissing, in dim bosom of vast Main!
And, where he passed their marches, he received
Moon-shield Belerions, to be under tribute.
Decet, long-languishing, of a javelin-cast,
Which opened all his chest; (and, fallen from cart,
Their king, his shoulder broke, when Antethrigus
Was smitten, by Thames;) is newly there deceased.
Moon-shield Belerions, to be under tribute.
Decet, long-languishing, of a javelin-cast,
Which opened all his chest; (and, fallen from cart,
Their king, his shoulder broke, when Antethrigus
Was smitten, by Thames;) is newly there deceased.
Sith sacrificed a sow, to Hercules, Aulus;
And set up trophy, of his enemies' arms;
On that last head-of-land, which looks toward Erinn:
With superscription, to Rome's gods and Claudius!
And glorious letters, thence, indites, to Cæsar,
Prostrate South Britain, ended is the war.
Pitcht, at dim Western sea-rim, stands his tent!
And set up trophy, of his enemies' arms;
On that last head-of-land, which looks toward Erinn:
With superscription, to Rome's gods and Claudius!
And glorious letters, thence, indites, to Cæsar,
Prostrate South Britain, ended is the war.
Pitcht, at dim Western sea-rim, stands his tent!
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He sends, returned to Isca, expedite cohorts,
With certain Gaulish horse, to Amathon's march:
His hope is gather there, both corn and victual,
Of cattle. But now those Britons their hill-dune
Have burned, and wide field wasted; and were driven
Their sheep and great horn-beasts, to Pedred Fen;
Beyond pursuit, for quavemires and blind moss;
And where ben known, to few, the marish paths.
With certain Gaulish horse, to Amathon's march:
His hope is gather there, both corn and victual,
Of cattle. But now those Britons their hill-dune
Have burned, and wide field wasted; and were driven
Their sheep and great horn-beasts, to Pedred Fen;
Beyond pursuit, for quavemires and blind moss;
And where ben known, to few, the marish paths.
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