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wonderful thing, for he saw a little beast creep out of the mouth of his sleeping master, and go immediately to the streamlet, which it vainly attempted to cross. The servant drew his sword and laid it across the water, over which the little beast easily past and crept into a hole of a mountain on the opposite side; from whence it made its appearance again in an hour, and returned by the same means into the king's mouth. The king then awakened, and told his companion that he had dreamt that he was arrived upon the bank of an immense river, which he had crossed by a bridge of iron, and from thence came to a mountain in which a great quantity of gold was concealed. When the king had concluded, the servant related what he had beheld, and they both went to examine the mountain, where upon digging they discovered an immense weight
I stumbled upon this tale in a book entitled SPHINX, Theologico-Philosophica. Authore Johanne Heidfeldio, Ecclesiaste Ebersbachiano. 1621.
The same story is in Matthew of Westminster; it is added that Guntrum applied the treasures thus found to pious uses.
For the truth of the theory there is the evidence of a monk. ish miracle. When Thurcillus was about to follow St. Julian and visit the world of souls, his guide said to him, “ Let thy body rest in the bed, for thy spirit only is about to depart with me; and lest the body should appear dead, I will send into it a vital breath.”
The body however by a strange sympathy was affected like the spirit ; for when the foul and fetid smoke which arose from the tithes withheld on earth had nearly suffocated Thurcillus, and made him cough twice, those who were near his body said that it coughed twice about the same time.
Page 316. line 316. Or deeper sable died. These lines strongly resemble a passage in the Pharonnida of William Chamberlayne, a poet who has told an interesting story in uncouth rhymes, and mingled sublimity of thought and
beauty of expression, with the quaintest conceits, and most awkward inversions.
On a rock more high
Her next of objects was that glorious tower
Of pale grim ghosts, those terrours of the night.
of this passage.
It is possible that I may have written from the recollection
The conceit is the same, and I willingly attribute it to Chamberlayne, a poet to whom I am indebted for many hours of delight.
Page 319. line 56.
Shall the huge camel pass.
I had originally written cable instead of camel. The alteration would not be worth noticing were it not for the reason which occasioned it. Facilius elephas per foramen acus, is among the Hebrew adages collected by Drusius ; the same metaphor is found in two other Jewish proverbs, and this confirms beyond all doubt the common reading of Matt. xix. 24.
Page 319. line 71.- Large draughts of molten gold.
Ay, you are wretched, miserably wretched,
Yet he can never die ; there lies the wanton
'Tis Pity she's a Whore. I wrote this passage when very young, and the idea, trite as it is, was new to me. It occurs I believe in most descriptions of hell, and perhaps owes its origin to the fate of Crassus.
Page 328. line 335. Titus was here. During the siege of Jerusalem, “the Roman commander, with a generous clemency, that inseparable attendant on true heroism, laboured incessantly, and to the very last moment, to preserve the place. With this view, he again and again intreated the tyrants to surrender and save their lives.
With the same view also, after carrying the second wall, the siege was intermitted four days: to rouse their fears, prisoners, to the number of five hundred or more, were crucified daily before the walls ; till space, Josephus says, was wanting for the crosses, and crosses for the captives." Churton's Bampton Lectures. If
my readers should enquire why Titus Vespasian, the delight of mankind, is placed in such a situation, - I answer, for this instance of " his generous clemency, that inseparable attendant on true heroism!”
Page 336. line 166. Inhaled the cool delight. In the cabinet of the Alhambra where the queen used to dress and say her prayers, and which is still an enchanting sight, there is a slab of marble full of small holes, through which perfumes exhaled that were kept constantly burning beneath. The doors and windows are disposed so as to afford the most agreeable prospects, and to throw a soft yet lively light upon the eyes. Fresh currents of air too are admitted, so as to renew every instant the delicious coolness of this apartment.
Sketch of the History of the Spanish Moors, prefixed
to Florian's Gonsalvo of Cordova.