and guarded the frontier of his new conquests by a
fort on the banks of the Tone which has grown into
the present Taunton. The West-Saxons thus became
masters of the whole district which now bears the
name of Somerset. The conquest of Sussex and
of Kent on his eastern border made Ine master of all
Britain south of the Thames, and his repulse of a
new Mercian king Ceolred in a bloody encounter at
Wanborough in 715 seemed to establish the threefold
division of the English race between three realms
of almost equal power. But able as Ine was to
hold Mercia at bay, he was unable to hush the civil
strife that was the curse of Wessex, and a wild legend
tells the story of the disgust which drove him from
the world. He had feasted royally at one of his
country houses, and on the morrow, as he rode from
it, his queen bade him turn back thither. The
king returned to find his house stripped of curtains
and vessels, and foul with refuse and the dung of cattle,
while in the royal bed where he had slept with AEthelburh
rested a sow with her farrow of pigs. The scene
had no need of the queen’s comment: “See,
my lord, how the fashion of this world passeth away!”
In 726 he sought peace in a pilgrimage to Rome.
The anarchy which had driven Ine from the throne broke
out in civil strife which left Wessex an easy prey
to AEthelbald, the successor of Ceolred in the Mercian
realm. AEthelbald took up with better fortune
the struggle of his people for supremacy over the south.
He penetrated to the very heart of the West-Saxon kingdom,
and his siege and capture of the royal town of Somerton
in 733 ended the war. For twenty years the overlordship
of Mercia was recognized by all Britain south of the
Humber. It was at the head of the forces not of
Mercia only but of East-Anglia and Kent, as well as
of the West-Saxons, that AEthelbald marched against
the Welsh on his western border.
[Sidenote: Baeda]
In so complete a mastery of the south the Mercian
King found grounds for a hope that Northern Britain
would also yield to his sway. But the dream of
a single England was again destined to be foiled.
Fallen as Northumbria was from its old glory, it still
remained a great power. Under the peaceful reigns
of Ecgfrith’s successors, Aldfrith and Ceolwulf,
their kingdom became the literary centre of Western
Europe. No schools were more famous than those
of Jarrow and York. The whole learning of the
age seemed to be summed up in a Northumbrian scholar.
Baeda—the Venerable Bede as later times
styled him—was born nine years after the
Synod of Whitby on ground which passed a year later
to Benedict Biscop as the site of the great abbey
which he reared by the mouth of the Wear. His
youth was trained and his long tranquil life was wholly
spent in an offshoot of Benedict’s house which
was founded by his friend Ceolfrid. Baeda never
stirred from Jarrow. “I spent my whole life
in the same monastery,” he says, “and
while attentive to the rule of my order and the service