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This is a reproduction of a book from the McGill University Library collection. Title: The dawn in Britain Author: Doughty, Charles Montagu, 1843-1926 Publisher, year: London : Duckworth, 1906 The pages were digitized as they were. The original book may have contained pages with poor print. Marks, notations, and other marginalia present in the original volume may also appear. For wider or heavier books, a slight curvature to the text on the inside of pages may be noticeable. ISBN of reproduction: 978-1-926748-79-5 This reproduction is intended for personal use only, and may not be reproduced, re-published, or re-distributed commercially. For further information on permission regarding the use of this reproduction contact McGill University Library. McGill University Library www.mcgill.ca/library \J • hrirxr^ *^-*L_ THE DAWN IN BRITAIN All rights reserved The Dawn in Britain BY CHARLES M. DOUGHTY AUTHOR OF ' TRAVELS IN ARABIA DESERTA ' VOLUME I LONDON : DUCKWORTH & CO. 3 HENRIETTA STREET, COVENT GARDEN I906 Edinburgh: T. and A, CONSTABLE, Printers to His Majesty BOOK I ARGUMENT THE SUBJECT OF THIS POEM THE ISLE lies empty and desolate. A people of the Gaulish Main, chosen out, by lot, overfare to Britain. SAMOTH is duke and father of the new Island-nation. Sarron, the Star, succeeds him. Marriage of father Sarron's daughters ; and that sire's death. After him his ten sons-in-law rule the Britons. After their time, and being now strife among the island tribes, Dunwallon is chosen royal warden of the nation, as Samoth, erewhile, was. Dunwallon gives his people laws. That great and good king is slain. Belinus then and Brennus, his twin sons, contend for the sovereignty. Brennus, passed the seas, is received by his uncle Correus> king of Senones Gauls. Brennus, in Arden forest, fights with ethling Heremod, duke of an inroad of neighbour Almains ; wherein they both, in a manner, being conquerors, Brennus and Heremod make covenant together, and swear oath- brotherhood. King Belinus passes the sea, with an army, to go against Brennus. Their mother Corwen passes over, in another vessel. Reconciliation of those royal brethren. Word, then, is brought, from Britain ; that the tribes' princes have banished them from the Isle. Belinus and Brennus fare forth, with new gathered armies, to Gaulish wars; and joined, to theirs, is an Almain power, with ethling Heremod. After many marches, Gauls, gone forth, in arms, avenge the Aquitainians of their enemies, Iberians. Gauls, thus, conquer, to themselves, new seats in far-off Spain ; Celtiberia. THE DAWN IN BRITAIN BOOK I I CHANT new day-spring, in the MUSES' ISLES, Of Christ's eternal Kingdom. Men of the East, Of hew and raiment strange, and uncouth speech, Behold, in storm-beat ship, cast nigh our Land ! New Light is risen upon the World, from whence The dawn doth rise. In Canaan of the East, These days, was heard, of men, as Voice divine ; Which in Thy mouth, JESUA, our Prince of Peace ! But thou, dear Foster, Britain's MUSE, record, What antique wights dwelled ere in this sweet soil; Who kings, of sacred seed, bare o'er them rule ; What gods adored then the blue-pictured Britons. Sith tumults, great war-deeds of Britain's sons ; And erst of glorious BRENNUS in Mainland. Who conquered Rome, and Italy did burn ; And arms of his great seed, still turned gainst Rome. 3 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN None from dim ruins, in vast deep abysm, Of buried ages, Muse, save thou alone, Nurseling of Memory, can revoke again ! Sith Caesar's wars, in this Far Island Britain ; Where now, behold, yond saints of Christ arrive. # -K # Now, after sundered from the Continent; This Isle lay empty, a land of cloud and frost, And forest of wild beasts ; till creeping time Brought man's kin forth. Then Fathers of the World, Begate the nations. Last few fisher folk, Passed, driven by tempest, from the Mainland's coast. They feeble of stature, clad in fells of beasts ; (Whose weapons, in their hands, were sharp flint stones,) The river strands possessed, and wild salt shores. To them were holes, delved underground, for bowers : Trees were and streams and hills and stars, their gods. Then, from the East, ascends new warlike brood, In stature like to children of the gods : Foot-folk and chariot riders, whose stern hands, Armed with hard bronze, and great their flocks and herds. Nephews of these, in long succeeding ages, Filled all that fair wide soil, which we Main Gaul Now name, to gates even of vast Ocean Stream. 4 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN Were gathered then, to marches of the North, Kindreds and tribes, before their kings ; to choose, A people which, to new seats, should fare forth. In every five, is one man taken, by lot. Lords chosen are of their thousands, in like sort. Those called before North Gaul's assembled kings ; When now, new sacred lots were, mongst them cast, One taken is, SAMOTH, to be supreme duke, Of royal kin ; and strengthen him the gods. At full moon should be this new nation's voyage. But come the day, when gathered to great plain, Of Beiges' Gaul, this people should remove, Priests join, to Samoth's wain, two young white steers, Whose wide-horned fronts, lo, guirlanded with flowers! And are their necks unbroken to the yoke. The people, with their droves, sue where those wend. Each eve, where halt the sacred beves, they lodge. Then days, fare this new folk, of many weeks, In devious paths, until, in fine, far off, They view that Ocean Stream, which girds the World. And lo, the sacred heifers, Samoth's wain, Draw down, at morrow, to sea's barren strand. In salt waves, then, descended, they begin, 5 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN Come to their withers, both forth stately swim. In the vast desert tide : and their face set Is, to dim-shining cliffs of yond White Isle. Gaul's stand then all confused, on that wide shore. Duke Samoth, leapt down from the sacred wain, Him many, through strange billows, bear to land. Dripping salt humour, he in view of all, Sea's pebble-banks ascends. Soon beckons then, The duke, from cliff; and shout his word loud heralds, That lodge they all, to-day, at these sea brinks. Whilst Gauls long gaze, were lost, to view, those beves. At eve, fleet back their guirlands, to this strand, Then whispered was ; And there would some man vow His soul, for Gauls' great voyage, now to high gods, His name should spring among the endless stars, Where gods and heroes old. Start three young lords, That to priests' turven altars, hold in course ; Each greedy of glory ; and one, above the rest, (Youth of divine aspect,) with glittering glaive, Running, it thrust, ah ! down, in his own bowels ! Might hardly his germains, druids then refrain, (Were all those sons of one old noble man,) But weeping, they, with generous great desire, 6 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN Would likewise slay themselves, with the self brand. To honour him that dead is, mourn the Gauls, All night, whilst fire consumes his sacred corse : Whose ashes priests, at dawn, strew to sea waves. Sent Samoth word, to yet assembled kings, That bade, to-night, in dream of sleep, his god, Him ride on vast salt-water's plain, to land: Whence Samoth makes request, they one year's space, Might tarry at these sea-brinks, to build them ships ; Wherein they follow should their sacred steers. Unto him, is brought back word, enquired Gaul's kings, Done sacrifice, of this thing, of their gods ; And they, consenting, grant, moreo'er, them tithe Of the land's corn ; which those, in harvest season, May reap down, for their peoples' sustenance. With stroke on stroke, of thousand strong right arms, That sea-bent rings ; and falls the antique forest. Taught of poor fishers, Samoth's folk wrought barks, Of boards, with spikes, conjoined, to crooked knees, Of oaks; and caulked with tallow and hair of beasts. Other, them weaved, of osier, basket boats, Which they with fells o'erdight of sacrifices. 7 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN When twelve moons now have waned, in Gaul's cold skies, Descends that green wood, a loose-timbered navy ; And rides on wild sea-billows' face, at strand. Is fashioned the duke Samoth's barge, like chariot, Which mongst them fleets, wherein their sacred things. Full shines the thirteenth moon, on Gaul's bleak seas, When now flood-tide springs, under their fraught keels. Then standing by their prows, with guirlands, dight, This fearful people wait some heavenly sign. Eftsoon, the wind veers lightly from Gaul's land. Then sounds out Samoth's trumpet, priests hurl brands, From altars to sea waves. Gauls climbed aboard, Plash forth, with oars ; and loud chant to their gods. Nor had that fleeting nation lost the shore, Whereon now burning left they thousand fires, When, in sea's watery paths, gin dread their hearts. Soon in this moonshine, sounds much confused voice, Of men embarked, with multitude of stived beasts. When last that weary night's long shadow past, 8 THE DAWN IN BRITAIN Them fails now, in mid course, the morning wind. Then herdmen Gauls, outlaying their rude oars, To win yond White Isle's cliffs, long vainly strive. For aye them backward sets a sliding tide. Loud all that day, rockt in their idle ships, (And oft each other, as in so thick fleet, They fall aboard,) call Gauls on their land-gods ; And faint their cattle, tossed in long unrest.