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History of the Roman
Wall
Review of New Publications
114. The History of the Roman Wall, which crosses
the Island of Britain, from the German Ocean
to the Irish Sea. Describing its antient State, and
its Appearance in the Year 1801. By W. Hutton,
F.A.S.S.
"You can never bring in a WALL - what say you, Bottom?"
SHAKSPEARE.
WE have received much pleasure in reviewing former
topographical works by this writer, who keeps up the ball of
curiosity and narrative to the last.
"Having had the pleasure of seeing many antiques of various
ages and people, it naturally excited a desire of proceeding
in farther research; and the eye, unsatisfied with seeing,
induced a wish to see the greatest of all the curiosities
left us by the Romans, THE WALL; the wonderful and united
works of Agricola, Hadrian, and Severus." ... "What
astonishment must arise at the sight of the grandest
production of Art in the whole island! the united work of a
Commander in Chief and two Emperors, assisted by three
powerful armies, and aided by a long series of years!" ...
"I consulted all the authors I could procure; which
strengthened desire. But I found they were only echoes to
each other. Many have written upon the subject; but I could
discover that very few had even seen it, and not a soul had
penetrated from one end to the other. Besides, if those who
paid a transient visit chose to ride, they could not
be minute observers. Poor Camden travelled it till he was
frightened, ran away, and wrote hastily. Horsley was weary,
and retreated; but wrote more correct. The judicious
Warburton, whom I regard for his veracity, rode on,
desisted, and then remarked, "He believed he had trod upon
ground which no foot had ever trodden since the Romans." He
also transcribed Horsley, whom Mr. Gough professes to
follow. I envied the people in the neighbourhood of the
Wall, though I knew they valued it no more than the soil on
which it stood. I wished to converse with an intelligent
resident, but never saw one. I determined to spend a month,
and fifty guineas, in minutely examining the relicks of this
first of wonders; began to form my plan of operations, and
wrote my sentiments to an eminent printer in London, for
whom I have a singular regard; but, receiving no answer, I
gave up the design, and, as I thought, for ever; destroyed
my remarks, closed with regret all my books of intelligence,
and never durst open them, lest it should revive a strong
inclination, which I could not gratify. About four years
elapsed, when my family agreed with a gentleman and his lady
to visit the Lakes. They enlisted me of the party, in which
they found no difficulty, becasue the temptation lay in the
neighbourhood of that wonder which had long engaged my
ideas*. I have given a short sketch of my approach to
this famous bulwark; have described it as it appears in the
present day, and stated my return. Perhaps I am the first
man that ever travelled the whole length of this Wall, and
probably the last that ever will attempt it. Who then will
say, he has, like me, travelled it twice! Old people are
much inclined to accuse youth of their follies; but on this
head silence will become me, lest I should be asked, "What
can exceed the folly of that man, who, at seventy-eight,
walked six hundred miles to see a shattered Wall!"
Preface.
"This first and most remarkable piece of Antiquity in the
whole island is known by several names, some of them
erroneous. It bore that of Agricola, which is now
lost. The Picts Wall; but this seems inconsistent,
for they had no concern with the Wall, except to pull it
down; and I think it should rather bear the name of the man
who built it up. Sometimes Hadrian's Wall; but I
cannot see why a bank of earth should bear the name of a
Wall. Our idea of a wall comprehends an erection of
brick or stone. Perhaps Hadrian's Bank would be more
in character, as agreeing with the materials of which it is
composed. Severus's Wall is more proper, because he
erected the stone wall, part of which is remaining. It is
often called The Roman Wall, and by way of
pre-eminence, The
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* "Thirteen months elapsed after we had resolved upon
our journey, when our friends declined the adventure; but
we, having fed upon the imaginary but delightful repast,
could not relinquish it. I procured for myself the exclusive
privilege of walking, which, of all the modes of
travelling, I prefer. My daughter rode behind her servant;
and we agreed not to impede each other on the way, but meet
at certain inns, for refreshment and rest. I was dressed in
black, a kind of religious travelling-warrant, but divested
of assuming airs; and had a budget of the same colour and
materials, much like a dragoon's cartridge-box, or postman's
letter-pouch, in which were deposited the maps of
Cumberland, Northumberland, and the Wall, with appendages;
all three taken out of Gough's edition of Britannia;
also, Warburton's map of the Wall, with my own remarks,
&c. To this little pocket I fastened with a strap an
umbrella in a green case, for I was not likely to have a six
weeks tour without wet, and flung it over that shoulder
which was the least tired. And now, July the 4th, 1801, we
begin our march." (pp.107-109.)
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