The Ingoldsby Legends; or, Mirth and MarvelsIngoldsby, Thomas
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The Ingoldsby Legends; or, Mirth and Marvels
Ingoldsby, Thomas
English fiction -- 19th century; English poetry -- 19th century; English wit and humor; Humorous poetry, English
[50] It is with the greatest satisfaction that I learn from Mr.
Simpkinson this consummation, so devoutly to be wished, is about to be
realized, and that the remainder of this most interesting document,
containing the whole of the defendant's evidence, will appear in the
course of the ensuing summer, under the same auspices as the former
portion. We shall look with eagerness for the identification of
"Curly-wig."
[51] Animum rege - qui nisi paret, imperat.--LILLY'S _Grammar_.]
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For the Legend that follows Father John has, it will be seen, the grave
authority of a Romish Prelate. The good Father, who, as I have before
had occasion to remark, received his education at Douai, spent several
years, in the earlier part of his life, upon the Continent. I have no
doubt but that during this period he visited Blois, and there, in all
probability, picked up, in the very scene of its locality, the history
which he has thus recorded.
THE LAY OF ST. ALOYS.
A LEGEND OF BLOIS.
S. Heloïus in hâc urbe fuit episcopus, qui, defunctus, sepulturus
est a fidelibus. Nocte autem sequenti, veniens quidam paganus
lapidem, qui sarcophagum tegebat, revolvit, erectumque contra se
corpus Sancti spoliare conatur. At ille, lacertis constrictum, ad se
hominem fortiter amplexatur, et usque mane, populis spectantibus,
tanquam constipatum loris, ita miserum brachiis detinebat .... Judex
loci sepulchri violatorem jubet abstrahi, et legali pœnæ sententiâ
condemnari; sed non laxabatur a Sancto. Tunc intelligens voluntatem
defuncti, Judex, factâ de vitâ promissione, absolvit, deinde laxatur,
et sic incolumis redditur: non vero fur demissus quin se
vitam monastericam amplexurum spopondisset.
_Greg: Turonens: de Gloriâ Confessorum._
Saint Aloys
Was the Bishop of Blois,
And a pitiful man was he,
He grieved and he pined
For the woes of mankind,
And of brutes in their degree.--
He would rescue the rat
From the claws of the cat,
And set the poor captive free;
Though his cassock was swarming
With all sorts of vermin,
He'd not take the life of a flea!--
Kind, tender, forgiving
To all things living,
From injury still he'd endeavour to screen 'em,
Fish, flesh, or fowl,--no difference between 'em--
NIHIL PUTAVIT A SE ALIENUM.
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