In
AD 410 the last units of the Roman army left Britain.
Why did they leave?
The
Empire was too big.
By
the end of the fourth century AD the Empire had been permanently
split into two parts, each with it’s own Emperor. The
Western part was the biggest. If you look at the map you
can see that this empire had a border that stretched for
miles and miles. It needed a huge army to defend it.
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The army
Soldiers from Britain were ordered to go and defend Gaul. This weakened
the power of the army. The Roman Empire ran out of money the soldiers
did not get paid and they got really fed up. Some soldiers deserted,
others decided to elect their own Emperor.
What
happened to the forts when the soldiers left?
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The
People
Huge sums of money were needed to pay the wages of public officials. Taxes
couldn’t be collected because of all the fighting. Travel was unsafe
so that even the money collected couldn’t be distributed. People
had to look out for themselves and gradually there was less and less respect
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The
Emperors
Many emperors and generals were cruel and greedy. They held office for
only a few months before they were replaced, often murdered by others just
as cruel and greedy. |
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The
Barbarians
Many of the tribes the Romans called the Barbarians joined forces to
attack parts of the Empire. The Roman army could not deal with all of
these attacks.
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Finally …
In AD 476 German invaders turned the last Roman Emperor, Romulus Augustus,
off his throne. The Roman Empire in the West came to an end. However,
in the East, Roman influence and ideas managed to survive as the Byzantine
Empire for almost another 1000 years. |
| End
of Roman Britain - Timeline |
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The
following text is adapted from Gildas ‘The
ruin of Britain’
translated by M. Winterbottom |
" 'To
Aetius, thrice consul: the groans of the British. The barbarians
push us back to the sea, the sea pushes us back to the
barbarians; between these two kinds of death, we are either
drowned or slaughtered’. But they got no help in return." |
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Then
all the members of the council, were struck blind; the protection
- or rather the method of destruction - they decided on,
was that the ferocious Saxons (name not to be spoken!), hated
by man and God, should be let into the island like wolves
into the fold, to beat back the peoples of the north. |
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utter the blindness of their minds! How desperate and crass
the stupidity! Of their own free will they invited under
the same roof a people whom they feared worse than death. |
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the Saxons came, coming in three keels, as they call warships
in their language. The winds were favourable; favourable
too the omens and auguries,
which prophesied … that they would live for three hundred
years in the land towards which their prows were
directed, and that for half the time, a hundred and fifty
years, they would repeatedly lay it waste. |
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On
the orders of the King, they first of all stayed on the east
side of the island, supposedly to fight for our country,
in fact to fight against it. More Saxons arrived by ship,
and joined up with those already here. |
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barbarians … asked to be given supplies, saying they
were soldiers ready to undergo extreme dangers. The supplies
were granted, and for a long time ‘shut the dog’s
mouth’. Then they again complained that their monthly
allowance wasn’t enough …and swore that they
would break their agreement and attack and plunder the whole
island unless more payment was given to them. They didn’t
wait, but immediately put their threats into action. |
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the major towns were laid low by the repeated battering of
enemy rams; laid low, too, all the inhabitants - church leaders,
priests and people alike, as the swords glinted all around
and the flames crackled. It was a sad sight. |
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| In
the middle of the squares the foundation-stones of high walls
and towers that had been torn from their lofty base, holy
altars, fragments of corpses, covered (as it were) with a
purple crust of congealed blood, looked as though they had
been mixed up in some dreadful wine-press. |
The
Ruin of Britain - Full Text Version
The
Ruin - Anglo-Saxon Verse
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