We continued our journey through this rough country, and passed half

round the bottom of the famous Skidhaw, a high mountain named from

its fancied likewise to a shoe (_yscyd_.) Penruddoc, a town near it,

with a Welsh name. These desolate and hilly regions were the retiring

places of the Britons from the power of the Romans; which perhaps is

the reason of the great number of temples scattered throughout the

country; for a mile before we came to Keswick, on an eminence in the

middle of a great concavity of those rude hills, and not far from the

banks of the river Greata, I observed another Celtic work, very intire:

it is 100 foot in diameter, and consists of forty stones, some very

large. At the east end of it is a grave, made of such other stones, in

number about ten: this is placed in the very east point of the circle,

and within it: there is not a stone wanting, though some are removed

a little out of their first station: they call it the Carsles, and,

corruptly I suppose, Castle-rig. There seemed to be another larger

circle in the next pasture toward the town.

The ascent to this hill (Skidhaw) is from the east; for the west side

of it is exceeding steep, and drawn down into frightful ribs, like the

roots of a tree. There is a place on the top called Skidhaw maen; a

kind of sea-mark, by what information I could get: it seems to be a

_kist-vaen_. Cnut-berries grow a-top of it, a delicious fruit.

There is no doubt, that when the globe of the earth received its

motion round its _axis_, all the solid parts of metals, minerals

and stone, flew to the outward parts at farthest distance from the

centre, contrary to the assumption of our theorists, and the laws

of Nature; for which reason we find the most hard materials on the

highest mountains: these by time, and the heat of the external air,

consolidated, and left great cavities lower down, when the matter

underneath came closer together, and could not bring down these

arch-like bodies: at length, when the parts of the globe became

accustomed to this motion, the remainder of its internal matter I will

allow to sink according to its specific gravity; and questionless the

central constituents are heavier than that between it and the present

surface; and probably this is fluid. Supposing then the matter of

iron-stone fell to the centre, it formed a great magnet, according

to Dr. Halley’s _hypothesis_, and may have a liberty of turning

round itself with a slow motion, the intermediate fluid giving it

that liberty; though, as to a subterraneous world, as that famous

mathematician would suggest, I cannot believe the least of it: but this

internal magnet, being not fastened to the whole earth, will naturally,

as he supposes, have a motion of its own, somewhat different from that

of the earth, and retain a regular revolution of that motion; which

solves the famous variation of the magnetic needle.

Keswick is placed in a narrow bottom, under these vast mountains, which

seem to hang over our heads. There is a place called Castle-head, a

great rock, which has, no doubt, been a castle, I fancy in British

times, and called a _caer_, whence the name of the town, _Caerswic_,

as _Keston_ in Kent, from the camp there, originally _Caerston_. Here

are variety of mines hereabouts; some of lead, some of copper, and

others of black-lead, which is no contemptible manufacture: there are

scarce any other black lead mines, but what are here; they use it for

glasing pots: it lies pretty much above ground. In our way hither we

had sight of that vast receptacle of water called Ulles lake; and, when

going hence to Cockermouth, we rode all along the side of a great lake

upon the river Derwent. These collections of fluid element are owing

to the rocks, which suffer not the water thoroughly to drain out of

the valleys. When one stands at the end of these lakes, the prospect

is exceeding delightful; the mountains on each side rising to a great

height, one behind another the whole length, and broke off into short

ones, like the scenes at a playhouse: nor need a painter go to Italy

for variety and grandeur of prospects. Though the sides of these hills

are very stony, and even rocks of marble, yet the valleys every where

look very green, and produce great crops, in years when they have a

reasonable share of dry weather: but that, I believe, is not very

frequent; for the hills will scarce suffer any clouds to pass over from

any quarter, but dash them in pieces; so that the frequency of springs

and cascades, and the rapidity and force of the brooks and rivers, is

wonderful.

[Illustration: 70·2ᵈ.

_The roman Altar found at Elenborough now at Whitehaven in the seat

of James Louther Esqʳ_

_Stukeley. delin._]

[Illustration: 71·2ᵈ.

_The back view of the Altar at Mʳ Louthers, Whitehaven._

_Stukeley. delin._]

[Illustration: 72·2ᵈ.

_Two basso relievo’s in the house wall at Elenborough._

_Stukeley delin._]

[Illustration: 73·2ᵈ.

Roman Monuments _found at_ Elenborough _now in the house of_

Humphry Senhouse _Esqʳ._

_Stukeley delin._ _Sturt sc_]

COCKERMOUTH.

At this place they manufacture cotton yarn for candlewicks. It owes

its name to the river Cocker, here emptying itself into the Derwent.

The castle belonging to the dukes of Somerset stands in the angle of

union, and very pleasantly: the valley is rich ground: it was a stately

building, and strong in the old manner; but now they daily pull it

down for the sake of its materials. They report that the earth of the

_vallum_ on the outside the walls was fetched from Ireland, whence no

venomous creature can pass over it. A fine vault here, which they call

the Chapel.

OLENACVM. +Elenborough.+

[Sidenote: TAB. LXIII.]

Going toward this Roman station, we passed the river Derwent, and over

a moor not far from the sea, where are coal-mines. Elenborough is a

little village on the river Elen, the daughter of a great Roman city,

which has produced a copious and instructive harvest of antiquities; as

may be seen in Mr. Camden, p. 826. I quote Dr. Gibson’s first edition;

for his second does disgrace this most excellent author, by mixing the

notes with his masterly text. Here that great genius of old Britain,

with Sir Robert Cotton, was entertained by the ancestor of the present

possessor, Humphrey Senhouse, esq; who inherits a true love for these

studies. His seat is on the other side the river: the walls of the

house are incrusted over, as we may say, with inscriptions, carvings,

and bas reliefs, taken from the ruins of the Roman city. The first

cohort of the Dalmatians, the first cohort of the Spaniards, and the

first cohort of the Bœtasians, here kept garrison; as appears by the

inscriptions.

[Sidenote: TAB. LXX. LXXI.]

That noble altar now at Sir James Lowther’s, at Whitehaven, belongs

to this place; the grandest yet seen in Britain: it is five foot and

a half high: on the back, VOLANTI VIVAS import a sacred wish for the

prosperity of his friend Volantius, hoping to see him again. Mr. Gale

has observed several of this sort in Gruter.

In the wall of Mr. Senhouse’s dwelling is a curiosity seldom to be met

with; a very large stone, whereon a man on horseback is designed to be

carved, but left unfinished: it is a pleasure to see only the sketch

of a Roman artist; and we are not to suspect these works here are so

barbarous as our authors make them, for want of proper skill in drawing.

[Sidenote: TAB. LXXII.]

There is another _relievo_ of a lady sacrificing, which by the

compartment of the inscription at bottom, though worn out, seems to

have been fixed upon a temple by the founders. A most stately altar is

placed in the middle of the garden, with a sun-dial on the _discus_.

Some are somewhat more securely set up within the porch: many given

away; as, one to the bishop of the Isle of Man; another, to Wm. Kirkby

esq; at Ashlec in Kirkby, Lancashire: two altars lately found are

placed upon a farm-house, which is now commonly known by the name of

_Volantium_, falsely fixed upon this station: this is by the sea-side

in Mr. Senhouse’s demesnes. It is much to be lamented that these fine

remains should now be exposed to the weather.[B]

The _castrum_ is just 400 foot square, two ditches about it, and three

entrances: it had likewise a stone wall on the high _vallum_. On the

north side of this _castrum_ lay the city OLENACVM, of a great extent,

as is plain from the ruins of it, but dug up all about. The family of

the Senhouses, and the Eaglesfields whose heiress they married, have

been continually digging here; and the ruins are still inexhaustible:

the dwelling-house and all the out-houses are built from it, as from a

quarry: hundreds of cart-loads of hewn stone now lie there.

One may trace many square plots of the houses, and of the streets,

paved with broad flag-stones, that are visibly worn with use. All

the walls that divide the pastures are made of these squared stones:

I saw innumerable of them upon the spot, with mouldings on them of

various sorts, gutter-stones, architraves, cornices, &c. The faces

of the squared stones are generally not perfectly smoothed, but have

the mark of the axe upon them; and I see many such sort of masonry in

the old gates of London. Coins innumerable have been found formerly,

now but seldom; urns, and other antiquities, which it is endless to

particularise.

Mr. Senhouse told me there is a paved military way, besides the streets

of the city, going hence northward along the sea-coast; another, to

Papcastle by Cockermouth. Most of the inscriptions are found in the

city and precincts; bits of altars, and fragments. In the castle are

many vaults still left. The altar at Sir James Lowther’s was found in

the north-west angle of the castle, on the _vallum_.

Here is a most magnificent prospect of the Scotch coast of Galway, and

of the great sea between the two kingdoms. In the evening, when the sun

shines, and it is clear weather, the lights and shadows of those lofty

hills are extremely entertaining. The Isle of Man appears perfectly.

The river Elen did not empty itself, formerly, directly into the ocean,

as at present, but went northward under the cliff, till it came under

the castle: the old channel of it is visible: the sea has eaten away

a large quantity of marsh and high ground between it and the castle.

To this elbow of land, which made the mouth of the river, is the name

OLENACVM owing. They talk likewise of anchors being found thereabouts:

many Roman hand-mill stones found at Elenborough. I imagine this river

is one of the Alaunas. Toward Cockermouth the western roots of the

Cumbrian hills being very steep, exhibit a most curious spectacle; the

declining sun shining on them from over the Irish sea; so that we need

not travel to the Alps for magnificent views of this nature.

PAPCASTLE.

A mile off Cockermouth, on the north side of the river, lies this

Roman station. The river water is very clear, according to its name,

notwithstanding the floods here, owing to its running through rocky

ground. The Roman _castrum_ lies upon the top of the hill, above

the village. I soon traced out its whole circumference, though the

inhabitants had not the least notion of where it stood, supposing it

to be lower down. I saw a bit of the Roman wall, which they wonder at,

because it strikes fire when struck upon with a pick-axe, by reason

of the hardness of the mortar: it lies by the road-side going to

Wigton; and there the ditch is plainly visible, though half filled up

with the rubbish of the wall. The whole town, and perhaps Cockermouth

castle and town, are built out of it; likewise the walls of all the

pastures and corn-fields adjoining. Free-stone cut is very common,

which they say must have been fetched a good way off, because there is

none such in the neighbourhood; and a great deal of ashler is still

left in the ground. The field upon the top of the hill, the highest

part of the _castrum_, is called the Boroughs. A man told me he found

a hand mill-stone about the bulk of his hat, which he admired for its

prettiness: he found a Roman coin too of Claudius, and others; but

they are lost. Several other people told me they found coins upon

the side of the hill; and the children pick them up after a shower

of rain. Mr. Senhouse showed me a silver Geta, _pont._ reverse,

_princeps juventutis_, among others found here. The famous font, now

at Bridekirk, was taken up at this place, in the pasture south of the

south-east angle of the city, by the lane called Moor-went. In the same

place lately they found a subterraneous vault, floored with free-stone,

of very large dimensions; the top of it made with the same sort of

stone, all brought a distance off. The name of Boroughs includes both

closes where the old city, or rather _castrum_, stood; for they find

stones and slates with iron pins in them, coins, and all other matters

of antiquity, upon the whole spot below the _castrum_, toward the water

side. This was a beautiful and well-chosen place, a south-west side of

a hill, a most noble river running under it, and a pretty good country

about it, as one may judge by the churches; for that I find generally a

good criterion of the goodness of a country, as Mr. Senhouse observed,

who accompanied me hither. On the side of the hill are many pretty

springs: at one of them we drank a bottle of wine, to the memory of the

founders; then poured some of the red juice into the fountain-head,

to the Nymph of the place. A person told us he had dug up, in the

Boroughs, the foundation of a wall where the stones were laid slanting

side by side, and liquid mortar poured upon them, as was often the

Roman method; likewise several floors made of cement. The kind of

slates dug up here, are brought too a good way off. Mr. Senhouse

says he can trace the remains of the Roman road between this place

and Elenborough in many places. This certainly was a town thoroughly

peopled; and perhaps its name was _Derventio_, because standing upon

this river Derwent. Fitz-house is on the south side of the river. Mr.

Gilpin of Whitehaven has seen many Roman coins found at Papcastle,

especially of Adrian.

WHITE-HAVEN.

This is a new sea-port town, standing in a little bay, sprung up from

its conveniency for the coal-mines hard by. There are many salt-works

upon this coast. Rock-samphire grows here. This western country, left

beyond the monstrous hills, is sand and clay. Skidhaw is in view from

hence, and with the rest deceives one exceedingly in its distance; for

one of these hills, which we should be apt to compute a mile off, is

seven; the eye judging according to the angle it makes from the horizon

in such objects as it has been accustomed to. Here is but a small

rivulet, which is a detriment to the haven, for want of scowering. They

transport great quantities of coals to Ireland and other places. We

walked two miles in these coal-works, the _stratum_ of pure coal being

all the way about ten foot thick, declining gradually, about one foot

in five, till we got 300 foot below the surface; a rock of stone over

head all along. Their method of digging is generally to run the grooves

in a strait line, others going out on both sides at right angles; so

that square pillars of coal are left to support the incumbent rock:

hence some roads are made along the descent, the others parallel to its

declivity. There are trappings now and then, but not very frequent,

nor great; and those are both along the declivity, and sideways. Their

methods of conveying the coal to the shafts where they are drawn

up, and of conveying air from one passage to the other, to prevent

damps and stagnations, and of drawing up the water from one height

to another, are very dextrous, and worth seeing. At last the famous

fire-engine discharges the water, which is a notable piece of machinery

working itself intirely: it creates a _vacuum_ by first rarifying the

air with hot steam, then condenses it suddenly by cold water; whence

a piston is drawn up and down alternately, at one end of a beam: this

actuates a pump at the other end, which, let down into the works,

draws the water out: it makes about 14 strokes in a minute; so that

it empties 140 hogsheads in an hour, with moderate working. With this

quantity of declivity it goes toward the sea, and below its level at

present; and so, no doubt, proceeds under the sea as far as the outward

shell of the globe reaches. From this it is most indisputable, that the

convex thereof is formed into a spiral figure of layers of different

materials; and it must be owing to the first rotation of the earth upon

its own axis.

Here is likewise a great copperas work, which is effected by laying a

great quantity of sulphurous and ferruginous earth into a great yard,

walled about. This stuff is partly got out of the coal-mines, and out

of the adjacent hills; in long tract of time the rains falling here,

and passing through this earth, drain into a receptacle; into that

they put all the old iron they can get, which it eats up presently:

this is boiled to a proper degree of evaporation, then is let into

leaden cisterns, where it crystallises against the sides of the vessels

in pure copperas: it shoots into figures of regular surfaces, some

triangular, others hexangular, &c.

MORBIVM,

Moresby, a mile north of Whitehaven. Here is a Roman _castrum_,

notorious enough, at some distance, by its elevation above the plain of

the field it stands in. This is one of the castles built at convenient

intervals along this coast, to guard against the depredations of the

Scots by sea: it lies upon a piece of high ground in a valley, bounded

by higher all around, except seaward. Parton haven, where they are

now making a new pier, is on one side; and a large creek, or little

bay, on the other. The wall that stood on the edge of the _vallum_ was

just 400 foot square, as that at Elenborough. There is a great dry

wall of stones now stands in its place, the stones taken originally

from it: they are all squared: the stones of all the pastures, fences,

and houses round about, and the stones of Mr. Brome’s house, and the

churches, are most evidently taken thence; being of the Roman cut, as

the inhabitants take notice, and wonder at it: they own the stone is of

a different grit from that of the place.

The site of the Roman castle has been ploughed up. Many coins and urns

found about the place; stones in great quantities still within the

place: I saw one squarish, of a very large bulk. A reddish sort of

slate to cover houses is dug here; they do not know of any such nearer

than Scotland: such was the indefatigable labour of the Romans. There

is no ditch about this castle; but the _vallum_ is pretty high quite

round. The church stands on the east side of it: in the church-yard is

an ash-tree, that bends eastward fifty foot from the stem, by the force

of the westerly winds continually pressing on it.

The new front of the hall is of an excellent model; I doubt not but it

is from some of the admirable Inigo Jones’s designs: the inside is of

the same relish. The Isle of Man is very clearly discerned from this

place; and the Scotch coast quite to the mull of Galway: it is about

thirty miles off.

In some pastures a little east of the place I saw a flat stone set

upright by the road-side, and converted into a stile: it was a monument

of some young Roman, but pretty much worn: he is robed with a _toga_,

and holds a scroll in his right hand, to denote his being a scholar,

perhaps a pleader, a disciple of the famous Papinian. I could not see

to the bottom of it, where probably is an inscription. The man that

rents the ground says it was found in the ditch, under the hedge, a

little lower down.

At the next stile of the same pasture is another monumental stone of

an old man; for such seems to be the head cut in the _tympanum_ above.

The inscription upon it is scarce legible: it was poorly cut at first,

and has been thus long exposed with the face upwards; and because it

is somewhat broader than the wall, and was apt to fall down, the man

knocked off all one side of it: he has been courted with money and fair

words to part with it, but in vain. Thus, as well as I can judge, the

inscription should be read:

_Dis Manibus sacrum Mertio Maximo, militum phractariorum equestori,

stipendiorum decem, vixit triginta quinque annos._

There are evident signs of a Roman road from _Morbium_ to Papcastle

all the way, especially over the moor. The soil all along to the

west of the Cumbrian hills, between them and the sea, is sandy, with

rock underneath, sometimes lime-stone, sometimes of the red stone.

_Morbium_, in the _Notitia_, is said to be the station of the _numerus

cataphractariorum_; and the inscription above proves it.

There were six Roman castles against this western shore in Cumberland;

a cohort in each took up half a legion to garrison: they are ten

miles distant from each other; Mawborough, ten miles from Boulness;

Elenborough; _Morbium_; another at Egremont; _Maglove_, Ravenglass. I

suppose they were made by Stilico, who is celebrated for it in Claudian.

_Me quoque vicinis pereuntem gentibus inquit,

Munivit Stilico totam cum Scotus Hiernem

Movit & infesto spumavit remige Thetis.

Illius effectum curis, ne bella timerem

Scotica; nec Pictum tremeres ne littore toto

Prospicerem dubiis venientem Saxona ventis._

He was general to Theodosius.

CASTRVM EXPLORATORVM.

Now called Old Carlisle; a mile off Wigton, upon an eminence: the

fairest show of foundations I ever yet saw: one might almost draw

an intire plan of it, and of every dwelling. The _castrum_ was

double-ditched, 500 foot from south-east to north-west, 400 the other

way: the wall has been dug up to the foundations; but the hollow where

it stood on the edge of the rampart appears quite round, and the track

of all the streets and buildings obvious. A street of forty foot wide

quite round the inside of the wall. From the north-east entrance two

Roman roads depart; one full north, as far as we could see, paved with

coggles; on each side of it are the square plots of houses: the other

road marches north-east, paved in like manner; it passes over two

great moors, and there it is very apparent: we travelled along it to

Carlisle. I saw a group of barrows near it. Many antiquities have been

found at Old Carlisle, and inscriptions; one on the side of a house a

mile off Wigton, as Mr. Gilpin told me: others are at Ilkirk.

There are several springs all round the bottom of the hill, and

quarries; and an extensive prospect, especially toward the sea-shore.

Some coal-works in our journey from Cockermouth hither. I doubt not but

the Romans had knowledge of this subterraneous treasure, though they

neglected it, because there was wood enough in their time: but Solinus

mentions it among the wonders of Britain, that they burnt _globos

saxeos_ into ashes. I saw a silver Antoninus Pius found here; reverse,

_rector orbis_.

_Latius arctoi præconia persequar amnis.

Addam urbis tacito subterlaveris alveo

Mœniaque antiquis te prospectantia muris.

Addam præsidiis dubiarum condita rerum._

+Ausonius.+

LVGVVALVM. +Carlisle.+

At the gates are guard-houses of stone, built by Cromwell from the

demolished cathedral; and in the middle of the market-place, a fort

with four bastions, roofed like a house, with holes for the gunners

to shoot out at with small arms. At the south-east end of the city

is a citadel built by Henry VIII. as is plain from its conformity to

Deal, Walmer, &c. In levelling the ground of the fish-market they

found many coins, which we saw in Mr. Goodman’s hands: he has an altar

found in the river Irthing, by the Picts wall: also in Mr. Stanwix’s

summer-house wall is an inscription of the sixth legion, and a pretty

altar, but the inscription worn out. Fragments of Roman squared stones

appear in every quarter of the city, and several square wells in the

streets, of Roman workmanship. A great quantity of Roman coin dug up

under St. Cuthbert’s church. Probably the city stood chiefly on that

spot where the castle now is, as the highest ground, but did not reach

so far eastward as the present city. One may walk about the walls of

this city, as at Chester: there was a double ditch round it.

There are many hollowed stones found hereabouts, much like the marble

mortars of apothecaries, with a notch in them. I take them to be the

hand-mills of the Roman soldiers, wherein they ground their corn with

a stone, and sometimes perhaps became their urns; making their chief

instrument in sustentation of life, their inseparable companion in

death.

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