Lays and Legends of the English Lake Country: With Copious NotesWhite, John Pagen
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Lays and Legends of the English Lake Country: With Copious Notes
White, John Pagen
Lake District (England) -- Poetry; Legends -- England -- Lake District
The Editor of Camden (Bishop Gibson), speaking of huge stones found
together on the top of steep and high mountains, thought they might
possibly be the ruins of Churches or Chapels which had been built
there. "For," says he, "it was thought an extraordinary piece of
devotion, upon the planting of Christianity in these parts, to
erect crosses, and build chapels on the most eminent places, as
being both nearer heaven and more conspicuous: they were commonly
dedicated to St. Michael. That large tract of mountains on the east
side of the county (of Cumberland), called Cross-Fells, had the
name given them upon that account; for before, they were called
Fiends'-Fell, or Devil's Fell; and Dilston, a small town under
them, is contracted from Devil's-town."
Among the several monuments on the pavement in the cross-aisle in
Hexham Cathedral, is one ornamented with a crosier, and inscribed,
"Hic Jacet Thomas de Devilston."
The mountain, Cross-Fell, which is remarkable for the phenomenon
of the Helm-Cloud upon its summit, and the Helm-wind, as it is
called, generated within it, which is sometimes productive of such
destructive effects in the valleys below, is said to have been
formerly designated Fiends'-Fell, from the common belief that evil
spirits had their haunt upon it; until St. Augustine, to whom and
his forty followers, when travelling on their missionary labours in
these parts, a legendary tradition ascribes the expulsion of the
demons of the storms, erected a _Cross_, and built an altar on the
summit, where he offered the holy eucharist, and thus was supposed
to have counter-charmed the demons. Since that time it has borne
the name of Cross-Fell; and the people of the neighbourhood style a
heap of stones lying there, the Altar upon Cross-Fell.
The common saying, "Its brewing a storm," or "A storm is brewing,"
is one of the many phrases in which we only repeat the thought of
our primeval Scandinavian ancestors; amongst whom the beverage
quaffed in the halls of Valhalla, the drink of the Gods, was
conceived to be a product of the storm, and had more or less
identity with the Cloud-Water. In Germany, the mists that gather
about the mountain tops before a storm are said to be accounted for
in like manner, as if they were steam from the brewing or boiling
in which dwarfs, elves, or witches were engaged. Such modes of
expression, according to the dictionary of the brothers Grimm, are
of extreme antiquity.
Some such ideas seem to have been popularly associated with that
enormous cloud, which is often seen, like a helmet, to cover the
summit of Cross-Fell, and in which the Helm-Wind is generated.
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