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In Ambleside we see the remains of a Roman fort Though much has changed from those times We wonder what they saw what kind of lives they lived through the ticking down of breaths from birth through ageing sickness and death They were far from home far from Rome on the shore of Windermere and we wonder what in thunder they were doing here so far from home on the shore of Windermere There was no silver there was no gold but they came and grew a little older and then came more boat after boat but why we do not know They built a fort from stone and wood fit in as many men as they could clerks and cooks We wonder what they came here for We wonder what they took
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Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 4:09 PM UTC
Ambleside Roman Ruins
In Ambleside we see the remains of a Roman fort Though much has changed from those times We wonder what they saw what kind of lives they lived through the ticking down of breaths from birth through ageing sickness and death They were far from home far from Rome on the shore of Windermere and we wonder what in thunder they were doing here so far from home on the shore of Windermere There was no silver there was no gold but they came and grew a little older and then came more boat after boat but why we do not know They built a fort from stone and wood fit in as many men as they could clerks and cooks We wonder what they came here for We wonder what they took
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Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 4:09 PM UTC
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