Roderick, the last of the Goths : $b A tragic poemSouthey, Robert
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Roderick, the last of the Goths : $b A tragic poem
Southey, Robert
Roderick, King of the Visigoths, -711? -- Poetry
The site of this monastery, which was one of the most flourishing
seminaries of that age, is believed to have been two leagues from Merida,
upon the Guadiana, where the Ermida, or Chapel of Cubillana, stands at
present, or was standing a few years ago. The legend, from which I have
taken such circumstances as might easily have happened, and as suited my
plan, was invented by a race of men who, in the talent of invention, have
left all poets and romancers far behind them. Florez refers to Brito for
it, and excuses himself from relating it, because it is not necessary to
his[8] subject;—in reality he neither believed the story, nor chose to
express his objections to it. His disbelief was probably founded upon
the suspicious character of Brito, who was not at that time so decidedly
condemned by his countrymen as he is at present. I give the legend from
this veracious Cistercian. Most of his other fabrications have been
exploded, but this has given rise to a popular and fashionable idolatry,
which still maintains its ground.
“The monk did not venture to leave him alone in that disconsolate state,
and taking him apart, besought him by the passion of Jesus Christ to
consent that they twain should go together, and save a venerable image
of the Virgin Mary our Lady, which in that convent flourished with great
miracles, and had been brought from the city of Nazareth by a Greek
monk, called Cyriac, at such time as a heresy in the parts of the East
arose against the use and veneration of images; and with it a relic of
the Apostle St. Bartholomew, and another of St. Bras, which were kept
in an ivory coffer, for it would be a great sacrilege to leave them
exposed to the ill-treatment of barbarians, who, according to public
fame, left neither temple nor sacred place which they did not profane,
casting the images into the fire, and dragging them at their horses’s
tails for a greater opprobrium to the baptized people. The King, seeing
himself thus conjured by the passion of our Redeemer Jesus Christ, in
whom alone he had consolation and hope of remedy, and considering the
piety of the thing in which he was chosen for companion, let himself
be overcome by his entreaties; and taking in his arms the little image
of our Lady, and Romano the coffer with the relics, and some provision
for the journey, they struck into the middle of Portugal, having their
faces alway towards the west, and seeking the coast of the ocean sea,
because in those times it was a land more solitary, and less frequented
by people, where they thought the Moors would not reach so soon, because,
as there were no countries to conquer in those parts, there was no
occasion which should lead them thither. Twenty-and-six days the two
companions travelled without touching at any inhabited place, and after
enduring many difficulties in crossing mountains and fording rivers, they
had sight of the ocean sea on the 22d of November, being the day of the
Virgin Martyr St.
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