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
“And there came to him the keepers of the house which was in Toledo,
which they called Pleasure with Pain, the Perfect Guard, the secret
of that which is to come; and it was called also by another name, the
Honour of God. And these keepers came before the king, and said unto
him, Sire, since God hath done thee such good, and such favour as that
thou shouldest be king of all Spain, we come to require of thee that
thou wouldst go to Toledo, and put thy lock upon the house which we are
appointed to keep. And the king demanded of them what house was that, and
wherefore he should put upon it his lock. And they said unto him, Sire,
we will willingly tell thee that thou mayest know. Sire, true it is, that
when Hercules the Strong came into Spain, he made in it many marvellous
things in those places where he understood that they might best remain;
and thus when he was in Toledo he understood well that that city would
be one of the best in Spain; and saw that the kings who should be Lords
of Spain, would have more pleasure to continue dwelling therein than in
any other part; and seeing that things would come after many ways, some
contrariwise to others, it pleased him to leave many enchantments made,
to the end that after his death his power and wisdom might by them be
known. And he made in Toledo a house, after the manner which we shall
now describe, with great mastership, so that we have not heard tell of
any other such: The which is made after this guise. There are four lions
of metal under the foundation of this house: and so large are they that
a man sitting upon a great horse on the one side, and another in like
manner upon the other, cannot see each other, so large are the lions.
And the house is upon them, and it is entirely round, and so lofty that
there is not a man in the world who can throw a stone to the top: And
many have attempted this, but they never could. And there is not a man
of this age who can tell you by what manner this house was made, neither
whose understanding can reach to say in what manner it is worked within.
But of that which we have seen without, we have to tell thee. Certes in
the whole house there is no stone bigger than the hand of a man, and the
most of them are of jasper and marble, so clear and shining that they
seem to be crystal. They are of so many colours that we do not think
there are two stones in it of the same colour; and so cunningly are they
joined one with another, that if it were not for the many colours, you
would not believe but that the whole house was made of one entire stone.
And the stones are placed in such manner one by another, that seeing
them you may know all the things of the battles aforepast, and of great
feats. And this is not by pictures, but the colour of the stones, and the
great art of joining one with the other, make it appear thus. And sans
doubt he who should wish to know the truth of the great deeds of arms
which have been wrought in the world, might by means of that house know
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