Morales gives an outline of this vessel in his Journal, and observes,

that if the Christians transported it by land, particular strength and

the aid of God would have been necessary to carry it so many leagues,

and move it over the rugged mountains of Europa;—but, he adds, it might

have come by water from Andalusia or Portugal, and in that case this

would have been a land journey of only four or five leagues.—In his

Journal, Morales mentions certain other relics of which the church of

Oviedo boasted, but for which he required better evidence than could be

adduced for them. Such were a portion of Tobit’s fish, and of Sampson’s

honey-comb, with other such things, which, he says, would lessen the

credit of the Ark, where, according to the Bishop of Oviedo, D. Pelayo,

and Sebastian, Bishop of Salamanca, they were deposited. Of these

precious relics he says nothing in his history, neither does he mention

a piece of Moses’s rod, a large piece of St. Bartholomew’s skin, and

the sole of St. Peter’s shoe, all which he enumerates in his Journal,

implying rather than expressing his doubts of their authenticity. As a

scrupulous and faithful antiquary, Morales was accustomed to require

evidence, and to investigate it; and for these he could find no other

testimony than tradition and antiquity, which, as presumptive proofs,

were strong corroborants of faith, but did not suffice of themselves.

The Holy Ark has all the evidence which he required, and the reverence

with which he regarded it, is curiously expressed in his Journal. “I have

now,” he says, “described the material part of the Camara Santa. The

spiritual and devout character which it derives from the sacred treasures

which it contains, and the feeling which is experienced upon entering

it, cannot be described without giving infinite thanks to our Lord, that

he has been pleased to suffer a wretch like me to enjoy it. I write this

in the church before the grating, and God knows I am as it were beside

myself with fear and reverence, and I can only beseech God to give me

strength to proceed with that for which I have no power myself.”—T. 10.

_Viage_, p. 91.

Morales, like Origen, had given in his youth a decisive proof of the

sincerity of his religious feelings, and it sometimes seems as if he

had emasculated his mind as well as his body. But with all this abject

superstition, he was a thoroughly pious and good man. His life is deeply

interesting, and his writings, besides their great historical and

antiquarian value, derive additional interest from the picture of the

author’s mind which they so frequently display. The portrait prefixed to

the last edition of his work is singularly characteristic.

* * * * *

_The proud array,

Of ermines, aureate vests, and jewelry,

With all which Leuvigild for after kings

Left, ostentatious of his power?_—XVIII. p. 165.

“_Postremum bellum Suevis intulit, regnumque eorum in jura gentis suæ

mirâ celeritate transmisit. Hispania magna ex parte potitus, nam antea

gens Gothorum angustis finibus arctabatur.—Fiscum quoque primus iste

locupletavit, primusque ærarium de rapinis civium, hostiumque manubiis

auxit. Primusque etiam inter suos regali veste opertus in solio resedit.

Nam ante eum et habitus et consessus communis, ut populo, ita et regibus

erat._”—S. Isidor. Hist. Goth.—Espana Sagrada, 6. 498-9.

* * * * *

_The Sueve._—XVIII. p. 166.

As late as the age of the Philips, the Portugueze were called Sevosos

by the Castillians, as an opprobrious name. Brito says, It was the old

word Suevos continued and corrupted, and used contemptuously, because its

origin was forgotten.—_Monarchia Lusitana_, 2. 6. 4.

When the Sueves and Alans over-ran Spain they laid siege to Lisbon, and

the Saints Maxima, Julia, and Verissimus (a most undoubted personage)

being Lisbonians, were applied to by their town’s people to deliver them.

Accordingly, a sickness broke out in the besieger’s camp, and they agreed

to depart upon payment of a sum of money. Bernardo de Brito complains

that Blondus and Sabellicus, in their account of this transaction, have

been so careless as to mention the money and omit the invocation of the

Saints.—_M. Lus._ 2. 5. 23.

* * * * *

_Lord God of Hosts, &c._—XVIII. p. 168.

The substance of these prayers will be found in the forms of coronation

observed by the Anglo-Saxons, and in the early ages of the French

monarchy. I am indebted for them to Turner’s most valuable History of

the Anglo-Saxons, and to Mr. Lingard’s Antiquities of the Anglo-Saxon

Church, a work not more full of erudition than it is of Romish sophistry

and misrepresentation.

* * * * *

_Roderick brought

The buckler._—XVIII. p. 169.

_Toman, diziendo aquesto, un ancho escudo

El Duque y Conde y hombres principales,

De pies encima el Principe membrudo

Lo levantan assi del suelo iguales:

Y alçarlo en peso, quanto alçar se pudo

De alçarlo por su Rey fueron señales,

Real, Real, Real, diziendo todos,

Segun costumbre antigua de los Godos._

Ch. de Messa. Rastauracion de Espana, l. 4. ff. 34.

* * * * *

_Rejoice,

O Leon, for thy banner is display’d._—XVIII. p. 170.

“_La primera ciudad que gaño dizen fue Leon, y desde alli se llamo Rey de

Leon, y tomo por armas un Leon roxo en campo blanco, dexando las antiguas

armas de los Godos, que eran un Leon bermejo rampante, en campo azul,

buelta la cara atras, sobre tres ondas blancas y azules._”—Fran. de Pisa.

Desc. de Toledo, l. 3. c. 2.

_Fue la del quinto globo roxa estrella

rayo de su valor, voz de su fama,

y Leon de su escudo y luzimiento,

heredado blason, Signo sangriento._

Coro de las Musas, p. 102.

“_Les anciennes armes estoient parlantes, comme l’on void en celles des

Comtes de Castille, et des Rois de Leon, qui prindrent des Chateaux et

des Lions, pour signifier les noms vulgaires des Provinces, par le blason

de leurs armes; qui ne se reportent pas a l’ancienne denomination de

Castulo et de Legio, chés Pline._”—Pierre de Marca, Hist. de Bearn, l. 1.

c. 12. § 11.

“The Lion’s grinders are, _relevées de trois pointes un peu creusées

dans leur centre, dans lesquelles les speculatifs croyent voir la

figure d’une fleur de lys. Je n’ay garde de dire le contraire_,” says

P. Labat, “_il est permis a bien des gens de voir dans les nuës et

dans les charbons ardens tout ce qu’il plaît à leur imagination de s’y

representer; pourquoy ne sera-t-il pas libre de voir sur les dents

du Lion la figure des fleurs de lys? Je doute que les Espagnols en

conviennent, eux qui prennent le Lion pour les armes et le symbole

de leur monarchie; car on pourrait leur dire que c’est une marque

que sans le secours de la France, leur Lion ne seroit pas fort a

craindre._”—Afrique Occidentale, T. ii. p. 14.

* * * * *

_And Tagus bends his sickle round the scene

Of Roderick’s fall._—XVIII. p. 171.

There is a place at Toledo called la Alcurnia. “_El nombre de Alcurnia

es Arabigo, que es dezir cosa de cuerno, o en forma de cuerno, lo que

Christianos llamavan foz, o hoz de Tajo. Llamase assi porque desde que

este rio passa por debaxo de la puente de Alcantara, va haziendo una

buelta y torcedura, que en una escritura antigua se llama hoz de Tajo.

Lo mesmo acontecio a Arlança cerca de Lara, de donde se llamo la hoz de

Lara, como lo nota Ambrosio de Morales; y en el Reyno de Toledo ay la hoz

de Jucar._”—Francisco de Pisa. Desc. de Toledo, l. i. c. 14.

* * * * *

_Amid our deserts we hunt down the birds

Of heaven, ... wings do not save them!_—XX. p. 187.

The Moors have a peculiar manner of _hunting_ the partridge. In the

plains of Akkermute and Jibbel Hidded in Shedma, they take various

kinds of dogs with them, from the greyhound to the shepherd’s dog, and

following the birds on horseback, and allowing them no time to rest, they

soon fatigue them, when they are taken by the dogs. But as the Mooselmin

eats nothing but what has had its throat cut, he takes out his knife,

and exclaiming _Bismillah_, in the name of God, cuts the throat of the

game.—_Jackson’s Morocco_, p. 121.

* * * * *

_A hasty grave, scarce hidden there from dogs

And ravens, nor from wintry rains secure._—XXII. p. 204.

In composing these lines I remembered a far more beautiful passage in one

of the Eclogues of the Jesuit Bussieres:—

_Artesius ruit ecce furens, finesque propinquos

Insultans, stragem agricolis fugientibus infert.

Quid facerem? matrem, ut potui, tenerumque puellum

Raptabam, et mediis abdebam corpora silvis.

Aspera jam frigebat hyems, frondosaque quercus

Pro tecto et latebris ramos præbebat opacos;

Algentem fovi matrem; fovet illa rigentem

Infantem gremio. Sub prima crepuscula lucis

Progredior, tectum miseris si forte pateret;

Silvam fusus eques telis infensus habebat;

Bona fugio, et capio compendia tuta viarum.

Conditur atra dies; cœlo nox horrida surgit.

Quam longis mihi nox misero producitur horis!

Quos gemitus fletusque dedi: quam proxima votum

Lux fuit! heu tristi lux infensissima clade!

Currebam ad notam quercum per devia tesqua.

Dux amor est. Annam video, puerumque jacentem

Affixum uberibus, duræ succumbere morti.

Ipsa parens, postquam ad vocem conversa vocantis

In me amplexantem morientia lumina fixit,

Eluctantem animam glaciato e corpore mittit.

Obrigui, frigusque novum penetravit in ossa:

Felix, si simili potuissem occumbere letho;

Sors infesta vetat. Restabat cura sepulchri,

Quo foderem ferrum deerat; miserabile corpus

Frondibus obtexi, puerum nec ab ubere vulsi

Sicut erat foliis tegitur; funusque paratur,

Heu nimis incertum, et primis violabile ventis._

* * * * *

——_their white signal-flag._—XXIII. p. 212.

A white flag, called _El Alem_, the signal, is hoisted every day at

twelve o’clock, to warn the people out of hearing, or at a great

distance, to prepare, by the necessary preliminary ablutions, to

prostrate themselves before God at the service of prayer.—_Jackson’s

Morocco_, p. 149.

* * * * *

_The Humma’s happy wings have shadowed him._—XXIII. p. 213.

The humma is a fabulous bird: The head over which its shadow once passes

will assuredly be encircled with a crown.—_Wilkes_, _S. of India_, v. i.

p. 423.

* * * * *

_Life hath not left his body._—XXIII. p. 217.

Among the _Prerogatives et Propriétés singulières du Prophète_, Gagnier

states that, “_Il est vivant dans son Tombeau. Il fait la prière dans ce

Tombeau à chaque fois que le Crieur en fait la proclamation, et au même

tems qu’on la recite. Il y a un Ange posté sur son Tombeau qui a le soin

de lui donner avis des Pri res que les Fidèles font pour lui._”—Vie de

Mahomet, l. vii. c. 18.

The common notion that the impostor’s tomb is suspended by means of

a loadstone is well known. Labat, in his Afrique Occidentale (T. ii.

p. 143.) mentions the lie of a Marabout, who, on his return from a

pilgrimage to Mecca and Medina, affirmed, “_que le tombeau de Mahomet

etoit porté en l’air par le moyen de certains Anges qui se relayent

d’heure en heures pour soutenir ce fardeau_.” These fables, however, are

modest in comparison with those which the Franciscans and Dominicans have

invented to magnify their founders.

* * * * *

_Hast thou not heard

How when our clay is leaven’d first with life,

The ministering Angel brings it from that spot

Whereon ’tis written in the eternal book

That soul and body must their parting take,

And earth to earth return?_—XXIII. p. 217.

The Persians in their creed have a pleasant imagination concerning the

death of men. They say, that every one must come and die in the place

where the Angel took the earth of which he hath been made, thinking that

one of these spirits has the care of forming the human creature, which he

doth by mingling a little earth with the seed.—_Thevenot._

* * * * *

_They perish, all their thousands perish there._—XXIII. p. 220.

The battle of Covadonga is one of the great miracles of Spanish history.

It was asserted for many centuries without contradiction, and is still

believed by the people, that when the Moors attacked Pelayo in the

cave, their weapons were turned back upon themselves; that the Virgin

Mary appeared in the clouds, and that part of a mountain fell upon the

Infidels, and crushed those who were flying from the destruction. In what

manner that destruction might have been effected, was exemplified upon a

smaller scale in the Tyrol in the memorable war of 1809.

Barret sums up the story briefly, and in the true strain of Mine Ancient.

The Sarr’cen hearing that th’ Asturianites

Had king created, and stood on their guard,

Sends multitudes of Mohametized knights

To rouse them out their rocks, and force their ward.

Pelagius, hearing of this enterprize,

Prepares his petty power on Auseve mount;

Alchameh comes with Zarzen multiplies,

Meaning Pelagius’ forces to dismount.

To blows they come: but lo; a stroke divine.

The Iber, few, beats numbrous Sarracene,

Two myriads with Mahomet went to dine

In Parca’s park.

* * * * *

_The Bread of Life._—XXIV. p. 229.

It is now admitted by the best informed of the Romish writers themselves,

that, for a thousand years, no other but common or leavened bread was

used in the Eucharist. The wafer was introduced about the eleventh

century. And as far down as the twelfth century the people were admitted

to communicate in both kinds.

* * * * *

_And let no shame be offer’d his remains._—XXV. p. 234.

According to the Comendador Fernan Nunez, in his Commentary upon the

_Trezientas_, the tomb of Count Julian was shown in his days about four

leagues from Huesca at a castle called Loarri, on the outside of a church

which was in the castle.

* * * * *

_His wonted leathern gipion._—XXV. p. 236.

The Musical Pilgrim in Purchas thus describes the Leonese:—

Wymmen in that land use no vullen,

But alle in lether be the wounden:

And her hevedez wonderly ben trust,

Standing in her forheved as a crest,

In rould clouthez lappet alle be forn

Like to the prikke of a N’unicorn.

And men have doubelettez full schert,

Bare legget and light to stert.—P. 1231.

Purchas supposes this very curious poem to have been written about 200

years before he published it, _i. e._ about 1425. It is probably much

older. In entering Castille from Elvas, the author says,

Now into Castell schall we fare

Over the river, the land is bare.

Full of heath and hunger also,

And Sarasynez Governouriz thereto.

Now Badajoz and that part of the country was finally recovered from the

Moors in the early part of the thirteenth century. Purchas perhaps judged

from the age of the manuscript, which may have been written about the

time on which he fixes, and the language modernised by the transcriber.

* * * * *

_The light which o’er the fields of Bethlehem shone,

Irradiated whole Spain._—XXV. p. 238.

“_Fallamos en las estorias que aquella ora que nuestro Señor Jesu Christo

nascio, seyendo media noche, aparesçio una nuve sobre España que dio tan

gran claridad, e tan gran resplandor, e tan gran calor, como el sol en

medio del dia quando va mas apoderado sobre la tierra. E departen los

sabios e dizen que se entiende por aquella que despues de Jesu Christo

vernie su mandadero a España a predicar a los gentiles la ceguedad en

que estavan, e que los alumbrarie con la fee de Jesu Chrysto, e aquesto

fue San Pablo. Otros departen que en España avie de nasçer un prinçipe

chrystiano que serie señor de todo el mundo, e valdrie mas por el todo el

linaje de los omes, bien como esclarescio toda la tierra por la claridad

de aquella nuve en quanto ella duro._”—Coronica General, ff. 71.

A more extraordinary example of the divine favour towards Spain is

triumphantly brought forward by Francisco de Pisa. “Our Lord God,” says

he, “has been pleased to preserve these kingdoms in the purity of the

Faith, like a terrestrial Paradise, by means of the Cherubim of the Holy

Office, which with its sword of fire has defended the entrance, through

the merits and patronage of the most serene Virgin Mary the Mother of

God.” “_Ha sido servido nuestro Señor Dios conservar estos reynos de

España en la entereza de la Fe, como a un Parayso terrenal, mediante el

Cherubin del Santo Officio, que con su espada de fuego les ha defendido

la entrada por los meritos y patrocinio de la serenissima Virgen Maria

Madre de Dios._”—Desc. de Toledo, L. 1. C. 25.

This passage is truly and lamentably characteristic.

* * * * *

_The Oaken Cross._—XXV. p. 241.

The oaken cross which Pelayo bore in battle is said to have been

preserved at Oviedo in the Camara Santa in company with that which the

angels made for Alfonso the Great, concerning which Morales delivers a

careful opinion, how much of it was made by the angels, and how much has

been human workmanship. The people of Cangas, not willing that Pelayo’s

cross should be in any thing inferior to his successors’, insist that

it fell from Heaven. Morales however says, it is more certain that the

king had it made to go out with it to battle at Covadonga. It was covered

with gold and enamel in the year 908; when Morales wrote, it was in fine

preservation, and doubtless so continued till the present generation.

Upon the top branch of the cross there was this inscription: _Susceptum

placide maneat hoc in honore Dei, quod offerunt famuli Christi Adefonsus

Princeps et Scemena Regina._ On the right arm, _Quisquis auferre hæc

donaria nostra presumpserit, fulmine divino intereat ipse._ On the left,

_Hoc opus perfectum est, concessum est Sancto Salvatori Ovetensis Sedis.

Hoc signo tuetur pius, hoc signo vincitur inimicus._ On the foot, _Et

operatum est in Castello Gauzon anno Regni nostri XVII discurrente Era

DCCCCXLVI._

“There is no other testimony,” says Morales, “that this is the cross of

King Don Pelayo, than tradition handed down from one age to another. I

wish the king had stated that it was so in his inscription, and I even

think he would not have been silent upon this point, unless he had wished

to imitate Alonso el Casto, who, in like manner, says nothing concerning

the Angels upon his cross.” This passage is very characteristic of good

old Ambrosio.

* * * * *

_Like a mirror sparkling to the sun._—XXV. p. 247.

The Damascus blades are so highly polished, that when any one wants

to arrange his turban, he uses his scymetar for a looking-glass.—_Le

Brocquière_, p. 138.

* * * * *

_Oh who could tell what deeds were wrought that day,

Or who endure to hear._—XXV. p. 248.

I have nowhere seen a more curious description of a battle between

Christians and Saracens than in Barret’s manuscript:

The forlorn Christian troops Moon’d troops encharge,

The Mooned troops requite them with the like;

Whilst Grecian lance cracks (thundering) Parthian targe,

Parth’s flame-flash arrow Grecian through doth prick:

And whilst that Median scymetar unlimbs

The Christian knight, doth Christian curtle-axe,

Unhead the Median horsemen; whilst here dims

The Pagan’s goggling-eyes by Greekish axe,

The Greek unhorsed lies by Persian push,

And both all rageful grapple on the ground.

And whilst the Saracen with furious rush

The Syrian shocks, the Syrian as round

Down shouldreth Saracen: whilst Babel blade

Sends soul Byzantine to the starred cell,

Byzantine pike with like-employed trade,

Packs Babel’s spirit posting down to hell.

* * * * *

_Who from their thirsty sands

Pray that the locusts on the peopled plain

May settle and prepare their way._—XXV. p. 249.

The Saharawans, or Arabs of the Desert, rejoice to see the clouds of

locusts proceeding towards the north, anticipating therefrom a general

mortality, which they call _elkhere_, the good or the benediction; for,

after depopulating the rich plains of Barbary, it affords to them an

opportunity of emanating from their arid recesses, in the desert, to

pitch their tents in the desolated plains, or along the banks of some

river.—_Jackson’s Morocco_, p. 106.

* * * * *

_But where was he whose hand

Had wielded it so well that glorious day?_—XXV. p. 250.

The account which the Romantic Chronicle gives of Roderick after his

disappearance, is in so singular a strain of fiction, that I have been

tempted to translate it. It strikingly exemplifies the doctrine of

penance, of which monastic history supplies many instances almost as

extraordinary as this fable.

Chap. 238.—_How the King Don Rodrigo left the battle and arrived at a

hermitage, and of that which befell him._

“Now when the King Don Rodrigo had escaped from the battle, he began to

go as fast as he could upon his horse along the banks of the Guadalete,

and night came on, and the horse began to fail by reason of the many

wounds which he had received; and as he went thus by the river side

deploring the great ruin which had come upon him, he knew not where he

was, and the horse got into a quagmire, and when he was in he could not

get out. And when the king saw this he alighted, and stript off all his

rich arms and the furniture thereof, and took off his crown from his

head, and threw them all into the quagmire, saying, Of earth was I made,

and even so are all my deeds like unto mud and mire. Therefore my pomp

and vanity shall be buried in this mud till it has all returned again to

earth, as I myself must do. And the vile end which I have deserved will

beseem me well, seeing that I have been the principal cause of this great

cruelty. And as he thus stript off all his rich apparel, he cast the

shoes from his feet, and went his way, and wandered on towards Portugal;

and he travelled so far that night and the day following, that he came

to a hermitage near the sea, where there was a good man who had dwelt

there serving God for full forty years; and now he was of great age, for

he was well nigh a hundred years old. And he entered into the hermitage,

and found a crucifix therein, being the image of our Lord Jesus Christ,

even as he was crucified, and for the remembrance of Him, he bent both

his knees to the ground, and claspt his hands, weeping and confessing

his sins before God, for he weened not that any man in the world saw or

heard him. And he said thus, O very Lord who by thy word hast made all

the world from nothing which it was, and hast created all things, those

which are visible to men, and those which are invisible, the heavenly as

well as the earthly, and who didst incarnate thyself that thou mightest

undergo thy passion and death, to save those who firmly put their trust

in thee, giving up thy holy ghost from thy glorified body upon the tree

of the true cross,—and who didst descend into Hell, and deliveredst thy

friends from thence, and didst regale them with the glory of Heaven; And

afterwards thy holy spirit came again into that most holy body, which

thou wast pleased to take upon thee in this world; and, manifesting

thyself for the true God which thou wert, thou didst deign to abide in

this dark world forty days with their nights, and then thou didst ascend

into thy heavenly glory, and didst enlighten with the grace of the Holy

Ghost thy beloved disciples. I beseech thee, O Lord, that thou wouldst

enlighten me, a king in tribulation, wretched and full of many sins, and

deserving all evils; let not the soul which is thine, and which cost thee

so dear, receive the evil and the desert of this abominable flesh; and

may it please thee, O Lord, after the downfall, destruction, perdition,

and desolation, which I, a miserable king, have suffered in this world,

that my disconsolate soul may not be forgotten by thee, and that all this

misery may be in satisfaction for my errors. And I earnestly beseech

thee, O Lord, that thy grace may breathe upon me, that in this world I

may make satisfaction for my sins, so that at the Great Day of Judgement

I may not be condemned to the torments of hell.

“Having said these words, weeping as though he would burst, he remained

there a long hour. And when the Hermit heard him say all this, he was

greatly astonished, and he went unto him. And when the King saw him he

was little pleased; howbeit after he had talked with him, he would rather

have found him there than have been restored again to the great honour

which he had lost; for the Hermit comforted him in such wise in this his

tribulation, that he was right well contented; and he confessed unto him,

and told him all that concerned him. And the Hermit said to him, King,

thou shalt remain in this hermitage, which is a remote place, and where

thou mayest lead thy life as long as it shall please God. And for me, on

the third day from hence, I shall pass away out of this world; and thou

shalt bury me, and thou shalt take my garments, and fulfil the time of a

year in this hermitage. Take no thought as to provision for thy support,

for every Friday thou shalt have it after the same manner as I, and thou

shalt so husband it, that it may suffice thee for the whole week; That

flesh which hath been fostered in great delight shall suffer abstinence,

lest it should grow proud; and thou shalt endure hunger and cold and

thirst in the love of our Lord, that he may have compassion upon thee.

Thy station till the hour of sleep must always be upon that rock, where

there is an oratory facing the east; and thou shalt continue the service

of God in such manner as God will direct thee to do. And take heed that

thy soul fall not into temptation. And since thou hast spoken this day of

penitence, to-morrow thou shalt communicate and receive the true body of

our Lord Jesus Christ, who will be thy protection and support against the

enemy and the persecutor. And put thou thy firm trust in the sign of the

Cross; and thus shalt thou please thy Saviour.

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