Hours with the Mystics: A Contribution to the History of Religious OpinionVaughan, Robert Alfred
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Hours with the Mystics: A Contribution to the History of Religious Opinion
Vaughan, Robert Alfred
Mysticism -- History
I set down here a new hymn Hermann sang me—sweet, as he sang it—with
a ringing repetition that chimes right pleasantly, and makes amends
for some lack of meaning in the words.[91]
Oh be glad, thou Zion’s daughter,
Joyous news to thee are sent;
Thou shalt sing a strain of sweetness,
Sing it to thy heart’s content.
Now the friend of God thou art,
Therefore shalt thou joy at heart,
Therefore know no sorrow-smart.
Lo! ’tis ju-ju-jubilation,
Meditation;
Ju-ju-ju-ju-jubilation,
Contemplation;
Ju-ju-ju-jubilation;
Ju-ju-ju-jubilation;
Speculation;
Ju-ju-ju-jubilation,
Conciliation!
Meditation, that is goodly,
When a man on God will muse;
Jubilation worketh wonder,
’Tis the harp the soul doth use.
Speculation, that is sheen,
Contemplation crowns, I ween,
Concord leads, the dance’s queen,
Lo! ju-ju-ju-
Conciliation!
’Tis jubilation
At the sweets of contemplation!
Have been haunted by this ju-ju, in-doors and out, whatever I have
been doing for the last three days, and I hear it in every stroke
upon the anvil.
1320. _Second week in October._—A ride over to Fegersheim about Sir
Rudolf’s new bascinet with the beaked ventaille. As I reached the
castle the ladies were just coming out for hawking, with a brave
company of knights and squires. They were fair to see, with their
copes and kirtles blue and white, and those fanciful new-fashioned
crowns on their heads, all glittering with gold and jewels. Sir
Rudolf stayed for me awhile and then followed them.
On my way back, rested at noon at a little hostelry, where I sat
before the door at a table, chatting with mine host. There ride up a
priest and monk with attendants. Holy Mary, what dresses! The monk
with bells on his horse’s bridle, his hood fastened with a great
golden pin, wrought at the head into a true-love knot, his hair
growing long so as to hide his tonsure, his shoes embroidered and
cut lattice-wise.[92] There was the priest with broad gold girdle,
gown of green and red, slashed after the newest mode, and a long
sword and dagger, very truly militant. I marvelled at the variety
and unction of the oaths they had at their service. The advantage of
a theological training was very manifest therein.
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