The Childhood of King Erik Menved: An Historical RomanceIngemann, Bernhard Severin
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The Childhood of King Erik Menved: An Historical Romance
Ingemann, Bernhard Severin
Denmark -- History -- Erik Glipping, 1259-1286 -- Fiction; Denmark -- History -- Erik Menved, 1286-1319 -- Fiction
"_Modi significandi Martiniani_," said the chancellor, correcting him.
"It is a treasury of learning, and a fund of science, which I ought not
to boast of; but I still hope, in all humility, that, with God and the
Holy Virgin's aid, this important discovery in logic will preserve my
name in the history of philosophy, and be remembered as long as solid
learning and universities exist."
"Now, indeed, that I can understand," replied Sir John, with a
suppressed smile. "Sooth to say, it must be learned and philosophic,
for I will give you my head if I can understand a word of it. But what
can a layman, and others like myself, know of such things?"
"How, sir counsellor!" exclaimed the chancellor, astonished, and wiping
the perspiration from his bald forehead. "Is it not as clear and
evident as God's daylight? and have I not taken pains to translate for
you all the Greek and Latin terms, which are a great ornament in such
matters, though, perhaps, dark to the uninitiated? Allow me, and I will
again explain to you the whole system from the beginning. By _modus
significandi_, is to be understood, in logic--"
"Nay, for heaven's sake--nay, best of chancellors!" interrupted Sir
John, hastily; "plunge me no deeper into the science. I have every
respect for it, and believe that it will immortalise you, among the
learned, to the end of time; but, if I cannot become immortal by other
means, my memory must perish, and I must be contented, in God's name,
to do the best I can when living, and leave our Lord to care for the
rest. Seriously speaking, sir chancellor: if a man cannot become wise
and intelligent without all this vexatious trouble, and if I must twist
and turn my thoughts by this method, before I can know whether they are
wise or foolish--by the Lord's truth! I should be a hundred years old
before I could master a single common thought, and should require the
lifetime of three men before I could put an excellent thought into
practice. Nay: I must make use of another method. When I know what I
wish to say, I say it; and when I know what I wish and ought to do, I
do it; and do not trouble myself whether the world stands or falls.
There you have the whole of my system. It is not so learned as your's;
but that you also follow it, in the main, you have given me excellent
proof, for which I have every esteem and honour."
So saying, he shook the learned chancellor heartily by the hand, and
cast a look towards Sir Lavé. "See, there stands my cousin, the
commandant," he continued, gaily: "he is nearly five years younger than
I, and can perhaps still learn something in the world. If you can bring
him to see how we should think justly and reasonably, in these crazy
times, it may not perhaps be out of the way. But I must out, and draw a
breath of fresh air in the garden."
Surrendering Sir Lavé to the somewhat tiresome, philosophic chancellor,
he made his exit hastily by the garden-door, and was soon plunged in
serious thought in the arched walk.
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