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“He could go back to all that now, to the hills and the people among whom he had been bred, and for whom he had been so bitterly homesick, here in the North. But if he did, would there not be another hunger on him all his life? For other scents and sights and sounds; pale and changeful northern skies and the green plover calling?”

Quote by Rosemary Sutcliff

Work

The Eagle of the Ninth

The story follows a young Roman soldier's quest to recover a lost eagle standard, which is a symbol of his father's unit. The novel combines elements of historical fiction with a coming-of-age narrative, taking readers on a perilous journey through the wilds of Scotland. more

Author

Rosemary Sutcliff
Rosemary Sutcliff

Rosemary Sutcliff was a British historical novelist renowned for her historical fiction, particularly her works set during the Roman period and the Dark Ages. Born on December 14, 1920, and passing away on July 23, 1992, Sutcliff's meticulous research and evocative storytelling have left a lasting impact on the genre. more

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