By the Roman Wall


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Author  Maria A. Hoyer
Publisher  Forgotten Books
Publication Date   July 3, 2012
Pages  188

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Time beats dull and slow, And all the mystic courses of the blood flow back To mingle with the dim mysterious past, I was not I - or to some earlier life Returned, and knew the centuries long ago. Upon the Wall I stood, a sentinel. Where the great Barrier rises with that land Which heaves huge shoulders to the north, and falls In strange fantastic crag or precipice; There stood I gazing o'er the misty Fells. Near from the Camp upon the sloping hill, Came the rough murmur of the soldiers' talk, Rough Tungrian words and harsh Batavian speech; But I was Roman of the Flavian House, Sent here, alas! to rid me of my sins. Sin! What of sin? The Gods who lie above Watch with calm eyes the foolish ways of men, And send sharp curses down to punish us. But they too pass - are passed, old Caius saith, Who talks of One - a Man-God - crucified. His father's father saw Him - so he says, Hanging upon the cross in Palestine. And now they worship Him and prophesy That He will conquer all the Roman World, And kill the old Gods, send them fleeing fast, As we drive back the savage hordes that sweep, Against our Wall, and clamour at the Gates, And sometimes, when our men keep careless watch, Almost prevail to drive us from our post: That's why they've built the second postern up! But what is that? A shadow creeping by Along the misty valley far below. About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology. Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text.

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