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glenatronFor some reason I seem to end up reading historical fiction at this time of year and this is no exception- I have just finished rereading Rosemary Sutcliff's classic stories of late Roman Britain. There is something about the subject matter- life on the fringes of a great civilisation that is collapsing in on itself while the barbarian hordes press in from every side- that I find poignant and compelling. For me, on this reading, it was this quote- from the lookout of Carausius' mansion on a storm-filled night- that was really at the heart of the books:
The next book in the sequence begins with the last roman troops being called away and Rutupiae light shining for the last time before the saxons come.
Thinking of Britain as that dangerous place where our ancestors fought to save their way of life and their civilisation and others of our ancestors fought to take the land from them gives a different view of the safe, stable world we live in. We can be glad that our civilisation is solid, there are no outside factors, no wolves at the frontiers waiting to tear it down; although perhaps Rome could have survived the wolves if it had not been collapsing at the heart- and that is something that could as easily happen to the empire we belong to now.
"Yet the wolves gather," Carausius said. "Young Constantius would be hard put to take his troops from the German Frontier this spring to drive me from Gesoriacum.... Always, everywhere, the Wolves gather on the frontiers, waiting. It needs only that a man should lower his eye for a moment, and they will be in to strip the bones. Rome is failing, my children."
" ... Rome is hollow at the heart and one day she will come crashing down. A hundred years ago, it must have seemed that all this was forever; a hundred years hence - only the gods will know ... If I can make this one province strong - strong enough to stand alone when Rome goes down, then something may have been saved from the darkness. If not, the Dubris light and Limanis light and Rutupiae light will go out. The lights will go out everywhere."
The next book in the sequence begins with the last roman troops being called away and Rutupiae light shining for the last time before the saxons come.
Thinking of Britain as that dangerous place where our ancestors fought to save their way of life and their civilisation and others of our ancestors fought to take the land from them gives a different view of the safe, stable world we live in. We can be glad that our civilisation is solid, there are no outside factors, no wolves at the frontiers waiting to tear it down; although perhaps Rome could have survived the wolves if it had not been collapsing at the heart- and that is something that could as easily happen to the empire we belong to now.
