in our history between the decline of
the Roman power and the earlier days of the Saxon conquest. St. 9
_Villagedom_; Angles and Saxons seem at first to have burned the larger
towns of the Romanized Britons and left them deserted, in favour of
village-life. St. 11 _Village-moot_: Held on a little hill or round a
sacred tree: 'the ealdermen spoke, groups of freemen stood round,
clashing shields in applause, settling matters by loud shouts of _Aye_ or
_Nay_.' (J. R. Green, _History of the English People_). St. 12 Balder,
the God of Light, like Adonis in the old Greek story, is a nature-myth,
figuring the Sun, yearly dying in winter, and yearly restored to life.
St. 13 _Landeyda_; Name of Danish banner: 'the desolation of the land.'

For further details upon points briefly noticed in this _Prelude_,
readers are referred to Mr. J. R. Green's _History_, and to Mr. T.
Wright's _The Celt_, _The Roman_, and _The Saxon_, as sources readily
accessible.

THE FIRST AND LAST LAND

_AT SENNEN_

Thrice-blest, alone with Nature!--here, where gray
Belerium fronts the spray
Smiting the bastion'd crags through centuries flown,
While, 'neath the hissing surge,
Ocean sends up a deep, deep undertone,

As though his heavy chariot-wheels went round:
Nor is there other sound
Save from the abyss of air, a plaintive note,
The seabirds' calling cry,
As 'gainst the wind with well-poised weight they float,

Or on some white-fringed reef set up their post,
And sentinel the coast:--
Whilst, round each jutting cape, in pillar'd file,
The lichen-bearded rocks
Like hoary giants guard the sacred Isle.

--Happy, alone with Nature thus!--Yet here
Dim, primal man is near;--
The hawk-eyed eager traders, who of yore
Through long Biscayan waves
Star-steer'd adventurous from the Iberic shore

Or the Sidonian, with their fragrant freight
Oil-olive, fig, and date;
Jars of dark sunburnt wine, flax-woven robes,
Or Tyrian azure glass
Wavy with gold, and agate-banded globes:--

Changing for amber-knobs their Eastern ware
Or tin-sand silvery fair,
To temper brazen swords, or rim the shield
Of heroes, arm'd for fight:--
While the rough miners, wondering, gladly yield

The treasured ore; nor Alexander's name
Know, nor fair Helen's shame;
Or in his tent how Peleus' wrathful son
Looks toward the sea, nor heeds
The towers of still-unconquer'd Ilion.

_Belerium_; The name given to the Land's End b