History of London: The Celts
Reproduced here is the opening chapter of Imperial London, by Arthur H. Beavan, published originally in 1901:
"In trying to picture Celtic London before the Roman invasion, we, like children
listening to a fairy tale, or reading the Adventures of Alice in Wonderland, must
imagine a great deal.
Of one thing, however, we are tolerably certain; ie that the rude camp - it
was hardly a town - stood in the "forest primaeval."
Dense thickets of oak, beech, and fir, covered Middlesex, Surrey, and all south-eastern
Britain, harbouring wild cattle, reindeer and stags, bears, wolves, and foxes;
while in the clefts of distant hills were great cave-bears, shaggy relics of
a pre-historic period, when mammoths and other monsters roamed about the Thames
valley, and wallowed unmolested on the muddy fore-shores of its broad estuary.
Shallow, but far-spreading, was the famous river.
All the low-lying portions of its basin were covered twice a day by waters that
on retiring left vast swamps and dangerous morasses which served the settlers
in Trinovant - the world's future metropolis - as a natural defence against
every enemy.
Corn was grown in the cleared patches, and the pasturage was good.
Of flocks and herds the Celts had an abundance.
Game, feathered and furred - bustard, grouse, partridge, snipe, woodcock and
plover, hares and rabbits - was to be had for the snaring; and from the sea-ward
creeks, great skeins of wildfowl, swans, geese, widgeon, and teal, settled down
in hard weather within an arrow's flight of the village.
Salmon and trout swarmed in the Thames; and fishermen in their rude coracles
brought up from the river's mouth lordly turbot and dainty mullet fit for an
emperor's table, while the fame of the British oyster had reached the ears of
gourmands in Rome itself.
Iron, tin, copper, and lead, to say nothing of the precious metals, abounded,
and pearls of rare size and quality were supposed to be plentiful.
The young men were athletic, and agile as roes, fit recruits for the Roman legions;
the young maidens straight as arrows, and surpassingly fair to look upon.
Altogether, it was a goodly land, one to be coveted even by the World's Mistress,
satiated with conquest; and the year 55 b.c. brought both the hour and the man
- Julius Caesar landed in Britain, and Celtic dominion disappeared.
Earthworks, barrows, and tumuli on many a wind-swept hill, remind us of these
gallant Celts vainly fighting against the disciplined forces of Caesar and his
successors.
But of the habitations of those who defended Trinovant, the stronghold, no trace
remains.
Indeed there is no material evidence that Celtic London ever existed."
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Roman London
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