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
which are visible to men, and those which are invisible, the heavenly as
well as the earthly, and who didst incarnate thyself that thou mightest
undergo thy passion and death, to save those who firmly put their trust
in thee, giving up thy holy ghost from thy glorified body upon the tree
of the true cross,—and who didst descend into Hell, and deliveredst thy
friends from thence, and didst regale them with the glory of Heaven; And
afterwards thy holy spirit came again into that most holy body, which
thou wast pleased to take upon thee in this world; and, manifesting
thyself for the true God which thou wert, thou didst deign to abide in
this dark world forty days with their nights, and then thou didst ascend
into thy heavenly glory, and didst enlighten with the grace of the Holy
Ghost thy beloved disciples. I beseech thee, O Lord, that thou wouldst
enlighten me, a king in tribulation, wretched and full of many sins, and
deserving all evils; let not the soul which is thine, and which cost thee
so dear, receive the evil and the desert of this abominable flesh; and
may it please thee, O Lord, after the downfall, destruction, perdition,
and desolation, which I, a miserable king, have suffered in this world,
that my disconsolate soul may not be forgotten by thee, and that all this
misery may be in satisfaction for my errors. And I earnestly beseech
thee, O Lord, that thy grace may breathe upon me, that in this world I
may make satisfaction for my sins, so that at the Great Day of Judgement
I may not be condemned to the torments of hell.
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