Hereward, the Last of the EnglishKingsley, Charles
History
Hereward, the Last of the English
Kingsley, Charles
Great Britain -- History -- To 1066 -- Fiction
“Aha! such a gay young sea-cock does not come hither for naught. Drink
first, man, and tell us thy business after,” and he reached the horn to
Hereward.
Hereward took it, and sang,--
“In this Braga-beaker,
Brave Ranald I pledge;
In good liquor, which lightens
Long labor on oar-bench;
Good liquor, which sweetens
The song of the scald.”
“Thy voice is as fine as thy feathers, man. Nay, drink it all. We
ourselves drink here by the peg at midday; but a stranger is welcome to
fill his inside all hours of the day.”
Whereon Hereward finished the horn duly; and at Ranald’s bidding, sat
him down on the high settle. He did not remark, that as he sat down two
handsome youths rose and stood behind him.
“Now then, Sir Priest,” quoth the king, “go on with your story.”
A priest, Irish by his face and dress, who sat on the high bench, rose,
and renewed an oration which Hereward’s entrance had interrupted.
“So, O great King, as says Homerus, this wise king called his earls,
knights, sea-captains, and housecarles, and said unto them, ‘Which of
these two kings is in the right, who can tell? But mind you, that this
king of the Enchanters lives far away in India, and we never heard of
him more than his name; but this king Ulixes and his Greeks live hard
by; and which of the two is it wiser to quarrel with, him that lives
hard by or him that lives far off? Therefore, King Ranald, says, by the
mouth of my humility, the great O’Brodar, Lord of Ivark, ‘Take example
by Alcinous, the wise king of Fairy, and listen not to the ambassadors
of those lying villains, O’Dea Lord of Slievardagh, Maccarthy King of
Cashel, and O’Sullivan Lord of Knockraffin, who all three between them
could not raise kernes enough to drive off one old widow’s cow. Make
friends with me, who live upon your borders; and you shall go peaceably
through my lands, to conquer and destroy them, who live afar off; as
they deserve, the sons of Belial and Judas.’”
And the priest crost himself, and sat down. At which speech Hereward was
seen to laugh.
“Why do you laugh, young sir? The priest seems to talk like a wise man,
and is my guest and an ambassador.”
Then rose up Hereward, and bowed to the king. “King Ranald Sigtrygsson,
it was not for rudeness that I laughed, for I learnt good manners long
ere I came here, but because I find clerks alike all over the world.”
“How?”
“Quick at hiding false counsel under learned speech. I know nothing of
Ulixes, king, nor of this O’Brodar either; and I am but a lad, as you
see: but I heard a bird once in my own country who gave a very different
counsel from the priest’s.”
“Speak on, then. This lad is no fool, my merry men all.”
“There were three copses, King, in our country, and each copse stood on
a hill. In the first there built an eagle, in the second there built a
sparhawk, in the third there built a crow.
“Now the sparhawk came to the eagle, and said, ‘Go shares with me, and
we will kill the crow, and have her wood to ourselves.’
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