The Scouring of the White Horse; Or, The Long Vacation Ramble of a London ClerkHughes, Thomas
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The Scouring of the White Horse; Or, The Long Vacation Ramble of a London Clerk
Hughes, Thomas
White Horse, Vale of (England)
In this winter, Hinguar and Hubba seem to have got large
reinforcements from over the sea, headed by two other kings, Bægseeg
and Halfdene their brother, for in the year 870 we find them no longer
surprising a city, and from thence defying their enemies and oppressing
the neighbourhood. Now they march openly and fearlessly across Mercia;
and, the day of vengeance having come, burst upon East Anglia, and take
up their head-quarters at Thetford. And then comes the saddest part of
a sad story. King Edmund, being a king like Josiah, who believed in God
and ruled in righteousness, was not the man to see the desolation of
any part of his people, or to shut himself up in fenced cities while
the pagan cavalry rode through East Anglia--so the aforesaid King
Edmund gathered his men, and “fought fiercely and manfully against
the army. But because the merciful God foreknew that he was to arrive
at the crown of martyrdom, he there fell gloriously. Of his passion
I would fain insert some particulars into our history, that the sons
of men may know and perceive how terrible is Christ the Son of God in
the counsels of men, and with what glorious triumph he adorns those
whom he tries here under the name of suffering, that the saying may
be fulfilled, ‘He is not crowned except he strive lawfully.’ (2 Tim.
ii. 5.)”[8] Such is the lesson which the old monk Simeon, præcentor
of the Church of Durham, gets out of the death and martyrdom of King
Edmund, and I know not where we are to look for a better. Perhaps it
may help us when we think of India[9] to remember with Simeon, how
terrible is Christ the Son of God in the counsels of men, and with
what glorious triumph he adorns those whom he tries here under the
name of suffering. For Hinguar and Hubba took the wounded king on
the field of battle, and tied him to a tree, because he chose to die
sooner than give over his people to them, and there shot him through
the body with their arrows.[10] But his people got the body and buried
it at Bradoriesunyrthe, now called St. Edmund’s Bury, or Bury St.
Edmunds;[11] and many miracles were wrought at his tomb, and he was
canonized--at which honour let all Englishmen rejoice, the earth having
as much need as ever of many such kings and saints.
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