The Phœnician origin of Britons, Scots & Anglo-Saxons : discovered by Phœnician & Sumerian inscriptions in Britain, by preroman Briton coins & a mass of new history : with over one hundred illustrations and maps

152 PHGENICIAN ORIGIN OF BRITONS & SCOTS

king and extracted from the latter his consent for the Trojans to depart from Greece, provided with the ships and provisions necessary for this purpose and “ gold and silver,” as well as the hand of his beautiful daughter Ignoge for Brutus. ]

“He (Pandrasus) accordingly delivered to the Trojans three hundred and twenty-four ships, laden with all kinds of provisions and gold and silver, and married his daughter to Brutus.”

Criuse of Brutus and His Fleet from Greece to Gades.

“ The Trojans, now released from his (Pandrasus’) power, set sail, . . . The winds continued fair for two days and a night together, when at length they arrived at a certain island called Leogecia |Leugas, the modern Leucas, about 35 miles south of the mouth of the Acheron River of Epirus ; see Map], which had been formerly wasted by pirates and was then uninhabited. . . . Init was a desolate city in which they found a temple of Diana and in it a statue of that goddess, which gave answers to those that came to consult her. . . . Then they advised their leader to go to the city, and after offering sacrifices, to enquire of the deity of the place what country was allotted to them for their place of settlement. . . . So that Brutus, attended by Gerion the augur and twelve of the oldest men, set forward to the temple. Arrived at the place, and presenting themselves before the shrine with garlands about their brows, as the ancient rites required, they made three fires to the three deities Jupiter, Mercury and Diana, and offered sacrifices to each of them. Brutus himself, holding before the altar of the goddess a consecrated vessel filled with wine and the blood of a white hart, prayed :—

“ Goddess of Woods, tremendous in the chase To the mountain boars and all the savage race ! Wide o’er the ethereal walks extend thy sway, And o’er the infernal mansions void of day ! Look upon us on earth! unfold our fate, And say what region is our destined seat ? Where shall we next thy lasting temples raise ? And choirs of virgins celebrate thy praise ? ’!

“ After repeating this prayer, he took four? turns round the altar, poured the wine into the fire and then laid himself down upon the hart’s skin, which he had spread before the altar,

1 This graceful and fairly literal poetical translation is by Pope from the Latin verse of the historian Gildas the Elder. See P.A.B., 53.

? Tour, we shall see, is the mystic Hitto-Sumerian and Phoenician number for ‘“ Mother Earth.”