TODAY IN CLASS
The Romans:  Invasion vs Occupation
Review of Roman arrival; linguistic evidence of Roman military camps; list of accomplishments (largely civil engineering infrastructure); effects on the Celtic population; when they left and why.

I am not filling in the details on purpose here; there will be super-quick reviews on successive days, and the idea is for you to make sure you have been taking notes on how these topics were developed.
There will be an open-note quiz later in the week.

Some further info on Julius Caesar (optional--if you're interested):
http://www.historytoday.com/richard-cavendish/julius-caesar%E2%80%99s-first-landing-britain

Began "The Seafarer" (pp. 48-51 in Elements of Lit text)
Set up a T-Chart labeled Hardships for lines 1-26 of the poem.
Physical on left side; Emotional on the right side

FOR TOMORROW
Use the chart set up at the end of class to record all instances (words or phrases) indicating either physical or emotional hardships.
Complete it for lines 1-26; will be stamped before we start class tomorrow.

from "The Seafarer"

This tale is true, and mine.  It tells

How the sea took me, swept me back

And forth in sorrow and fear and pain,

Showed me suffering in a hundred ships,

In a thousand ports, and in me.  It tells

Of smashing surf when I sweated in the cold

Of an anxious watch, perched in the bow

As it dashed under cliffs.  My feet were cast

In icy bands, bound with frost,

With frozen chains, and hardship groaned

Around my heart.  Hunger tore

At my sea-weary soul. No man sheltered

On the quiet fairness of earth can feel

How wretched I was, drifting through winter

On an ice-cold sea, whirled in sorrow,

Alone in a world blown clear of love,

Hung with icicles.  The hailstorms flew.

The only sound was the roaring sea,

The freezing waves.  The song of the swan

Might serve for pleasure, the cry of the sea-fowl,

The death-noise of birds instead of laughter,

The mewing of gulls instead of mead.

Storms beat on the rocky cliffs and were echoed

By icy-feathered terns and the eagle’s screams;

No kinsman could offer comfort there,

To a soul left drowning in desolation.