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
“Many other things the holy Hermit said, which made the King right joyful
to hear them; and there they continued till it was the hour for sleep.
And the holy Hermit shewed him his bed, and said, When I shall have left
the company, thou wilt follow the ways which I have followed, for which
our Lord will have mercy upon thee, and will extend his hand over thee,
that thou mayest persevere in good, and in his holy service. And then
they laid down and slept till it was the hour of matins, when they should
both arise. And the Hermit awoke him, for as the King had not slept for a
long time, and was moreover full weary, he would not have awaked so soon,
if the Hermit had not roused him; and they said their hours. And when it
was time the Hermit said mass, and the King heard it with great devotion,
and communicated with great contrition, and remained in prayer for the
space of two hours. And the hour for taking food came, and the Hermit
took a loaf which was made of pannick and of rye, and gave half thereof
to the King, and took for himself the other half: And they ate little
of it, as men who could not eat more, the one by reason of age, and the
other because he was not used to such fare. And thus they continued till
the third day, when the holy Hermit departed this life.”
Ch. 239.—_How the Hermit died, and the King found a writing in his hand._
“On the third day, the pious Hermit expired at the same hour which he
had said to the King, whereat the King was full sorrowful, as one who
took great consolation in the lessons which he gave. And when he had thus
deceased, the King by himself, with his hands, and with an oaken stick
which was there, made his grave. And when he was about to bury him, he
found a writing in his hand; and he took it and opened it, and found that
it contained these words.
Ch. 240.—_Of the rule of life which the Hermit left written for King Don
Rodrigo._
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