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of England,—was an ardent patroness of the art of poetry, and per-
sonally aroused the zeal of poets. The famous troubadour Bernard de
Ventadorn-"with whom," says Ten Brink, "the Provençal art-poesy
entered upon the period of its florescence"- followed her to England,
and addressed to her his impassioned verse. Wace, the Norman-
French trouvere, dedicated to her his 'Brut. ' The ruling classes of
England at this time were truly cosmopolitan, familiar with the
poetic material of many lands. Jusserand, in his English Novel in
the Time of Shakespeare,' discussing a poem of the following cen-
tury written in French by a Norman monk of Westminster and dedi-
cated to Eleanor of Provence, wife of Henry III. , says:-"Rarely
was the like seen in any literature: here is a poem dedicated to a
Frenchwoman by a Norman of England, which begins with the praise
of a Briton, a Saxon, and a Dane. "
But the ruling classes of England were not the only cosmopoli-
tans, nor the only possessors of fresh poetic material. Throughout
Europe in general, the conditions were favorable for poetic produc-
tion. The Crusades had brought home a larger knowledge of the
world, and the stimulus of new experiences. Western princes re-
turned with princesses of the East as their brides, and these were
accompanied by splendid trains, including minstrels and poets. Thus
Europe gathered in new poetic material, which stimulated and devel-
oped the poetical activity of the age. Furthermore, the Crusades
had aroused an intense idealism, which, as always, demanded and
found poetic expression. The dominant idea pervading the earlier
forms of the Charlemagne stories, the unswerving loyalty due from a
vassal to his lord,- that is, the feudal view of life, no longer found
an echo in the hearts of men. The time was therefore propitious for
the development of a new cycle of legend.
Though by the middle of the twelfth century the Arthurian
legend had been long in existence, and King Arthur had of late
been glorified by Geoffrey's book, the legend was not yet supreme in
popular interest. It became so through its association, a few years
later, with the legend of the Holy Grail,- the San Graal, the holy
vessel which received at the Cross the blood of Christ, which was
now become a symbol of the Divine Presence. This holy vessel had
been brought by Joseph of Arimathea from Palestine to Britain, but
was now, alas, vanished quite from the sight of man. It was the
holy quest for this sacred vessel, to which the knights of the Round
Table now bound themselves,- this "search for the supernatural,»
this "struggle for the spiritual," this blending of the spirit of Christ-
ianity with that of chivalry,- which immediately transformed the
Arthurian legend, and gave to its heroes immortality. At once a
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a mystical, symbolical, anagogical tale, inculcating one of the pro-
foundest dogmas of the Holy Catholic Church, a bearer of a Christian
doctrine engrossing the thought of the Christian world. And inas-
much as the transformed Arthurian legend now taught by implication
the doctrine of the Divine Presence, its spread was in every way
furthered by the great power of the Church, whose spiritual rulers
made the minstrel doubly welcome when celebrating this theme.
For there was heresy to be combated; viz. , the heresy of the
scholastic theologian Berengar of Tours, who had attacked the doc-
trine of the transubstantiation of the bread and the wine of the
Eucharist into the body and blood of Christ. Lanfranc, Archbishop
of Canterbury, one of the most brilliant of the Middle Age theologi-
ans, felt impelled to reply to Berengar, who had been his personal
friend; and he did so in the 'Liber Scintillarum,' which was a vigor-
ous, indeed a violent, defense of the doctrine denied by Berenga. .
Berengar died in 1088; but he left a considerable body of followers.
The heretics were anathematized by the Second Lateran Ecumenical
Council held in Rome in 1139. Again, in 1215, the Fourth Lateran
Council declared transubstantiation to be an article of faith, and in
1264 a special holy day, Corpus Christi,-viz. , the first Thursday after
Trinity Sunday,- was set apart to give an annual public manifesta-
tion of the belief of the Church in the doctrine of the Eucharist.
―――――――
But when the Fourth Lateran Ecumenical Council met in 1215,
the transformation of the Arthurian legend by means of its associa-
tion with the legend of the Holy Grail was already complete, and
the transformed legend, now become a defender of the faith, was
engrossing the imagination of Europe. The subsequent influence of
the legend was doubtless to some extent associated with the discus-
sions which continually came up anew respecting the meaning of the
doctrine of the Eucharist; for it was not until the Council of Trent
(1545-63) that the doctrine was finally and authoritatively defined.
In the mean time there was interminable discussion respecting the
nature of this "real presence," respecting transubstantiation and con-
substantiation and impanation, respecting the actual presence of the
body and blood of Christ under the appearance of the bread and
wine, or the presence of the body and blood together with the bread
and wine. · The professor of philosophy in the University of Oxford,
who passes daily through Logic Lane, has said that there the follow-
ers of Duns Scotus and Thomas Aquinas were wont to come to
blows in the eagerness of their discussion respecting the proper defi-
nition of the doctrine. Nor was the doctrine without interest to the
Reformers. Luther and Zwingli held opposing views, and Calvin was
involved in a long dispute concerning the doctrine, which resulted in
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Lutherans and the Reformed.
Doubtless the connection between the
Arthurian legend and the doctrine of the Divine Presence was not
without influence on the unparalleled spread of the legend in the
closing decades of the twelfth century, and on its prominence in the
centuries following.
A suggestion has already been given of the vast development of
the Arthurian legends during the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth
centuries, and of the importance of the labors of the specialists, who
are endeavoring to fix a date for these versions in order to infer
therefrom the spiritual ideals of the people among whom they arose.
To perceive clearly to what extent ideals do change, it is but neces-
sary to compare various versions of the same incident as given in
various periods of time. To go no farther back than Malory, for
example, we observe a signal difference between his treatment of
the sin of Guinevere and Launcelot, and the treatment of the theme
by Tennyson. Malory's Arthur is not so much wounded by the
treachery of Launcelot, of whose relations to Guinevere he had long
been aware, as he is angered at Sir Modred for making public those
disclosures which made it necessary for him and Sir Launcelot to
"bee at debate. " "Ah! Agravaine, Agravaine," cries the King, “Jesu
forgive it thy soule! for thine evil will that thou and thy brother
Sir Modred had unto Sir Launcelot hath caused all this sorrow.
Wit you well my heart was never so heavie as it is now,
and much more I am sorrier for my good knights losse than for the
losse of my queene, for queenes might I have enough, but such a
fellowship of good knightes shall never bee together in no com-
pany. "
But to the great Poet Laureate, who voices the modern
ideal, a true marriage is the crown of life. To love one maiden
only, to cleave to her and worship her by years of noblest deeds, to
be joined with her and to live together as one life, and, reigning
with one will in all things, to have power on this dead world to
make it live, this was the high ideal of the blameless King,
"Too wholly true to dream untruth in thee. »
―――
And his farewell from her who had not made his life so sweet that
he should greatly care to live,
---
"Lo! I forgive thee, as Eternal God
Forgives:
And so thou lean on our fair father Christ,
Hereafter in that world where all are pure
We two may meet before high God, and thou
Wilt spring to me, and claim me thine,»-
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A comparison of the various modern treatments of the Tristram
theme, as given by Tennyson, Richard Wagner, F. Roeber, L.
Schneegans, Matthew Arnold, Algernon Charles Swinburne, F. Mil-
lard, touching also on the Tristan of Hans Sachs, and the Tristram
who, because he is true to love, is the darling of the old romances,
and is there—notwithstanding that his love is the wedded wife of
another always represented as the strong and beautiful knight, the
flower of courtesy, a model to youth,-such a comparison would
reveal striking differences between mediæval and modern ideals.
In making the comparison, however, care must be exercised to
select the modern treatment of the theme which represents correctly
the modern ideal. The Middle Age romances, sung by wandering
minstrels, before the invention of the printing press, doubtless ex-
pressed the ideals of the age in which they were produced more
infallibly than does the possibly individualistic conception of the
modern poet; for, of the earlier forms of the romance, only those
which found general favor were likely to be preserved and handed
down. This inference may be safely made because of the method of
the dissemination of the poems before the art of printing was known.
It is true that copies of them were carried in manuscript from
country to country; but the more important means of dissemination
were the minstrels, who passed from court to court and land to land,
singing the songs which they had made or heard. In that age there
was little thought of literary proprietorship. The poem belonged to
him who could recall it. And as each minstrel felt free to adopt
whatever poem he found or heard that pleased him, so he felt free
also to modify the incidents thereof, guided only by his experience
as to what pleased his hearers. Hence the countless variations in
the treatment of the theme, and the value of the conclusions that
may be drawn as to the moral sentiment of an age, the quality of
whose moral judgments is indicated by the prevailing tone of the
songs which persisted because they pleased. Unconformable varia-
tions, which express the view of an individual rather than the view
of a people, may have come down to us in an accidentally preserved
manuscript; but the songs which were sung by the poets of all lands
give expression to the view of life of the age, and reveal the morals
and the ideals of nations, whose history in this respect may other-
wise be lost to us. What some of these ideals were, as revealed by
this rich store of poetic material which grew up about the chivalrous
and spiritual ideals of the Middle Ages, and what the corresponding
modern ideals are,- what, in brief, some of the hitherto dimly dis-
cerned ethical movements of the past seven hundred years have in
reality been, and whither they seem to be tending,- surely, clear
knowledge on these themes is an end worthy the supreme endeavor
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of finished scholars, whose training has made them expert in inter-
preting the aspirations of each age, and in tracing the evolution of
the ideals of the past into the realities of the present. And though,
as M. Gaston Paris has said, the path of the Arthurian scholar
seems at times to be an inextricable maze, yet the value of the
results already achieved, and the possibility of still greater results,
will doubtless prove a sufficient encouragement to the several gener-
ations of scholars which, as Dr. Sommer suggests, are needed for
the gigantic task.
Richard Jones
FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH'S HISTORIA BRITONUM ›
ARTHUR SUCCEEDS UTHER, HIS FATHER, IN THE KINGDOM OF BRITAIN,
AND BESIEGES COLGRIN
U
THER Pendragon being dead, the nobility from several prov
inces assembled together at Silchester, and proposed to
Dubricius, Archbishop of Legions, that he should consecrate
Arthur, Uther's son, to be their king. For they were now in
great straits, because, upon hearing of the king's death, the Sax-
ons had invited over their countrymen from Germany, and were
attempting, under the command of Colgrin, to exterminate the
whole British race.
Dubricius, therefore, grieving for
the calamities of his country, in conjunction with the other bish-
ops set the crown upon Arthur's head. Arthur was then only
fifteen years old, but a youth of such unparalleled courage and
generosity, joined with that sweetness of temper and innate good-
ness, as gained for him universal love. When his coronation
was over, he, according to usual custom, showed his bounty
and munificence to the people. And such a number of soldiers
flocked to him upon it that his treasury was not able to answer
that vast expense. But such a spirit of generosity, joined with
valor, can never long want means to support itself. Arthur,
therefore, the better to keep up his munificence, resolved to make
use of his courage, and to fall upon the Saxons, that he might
enrich his followers with their wealth. To this he was also
moved by the justice of the cause, since the entire monarchy of
Britain belonged to him by hereditary right. Hereupon assem-
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which, when Colgrin had intelligence, he met with a very great
army, composed of Saxons, Scots, and Picts, by the river Dug-
las, where a battle happened, with the loss of the greater part
of both armies. Notwithstanding, the victory fell to Arthur, who
pursued Colgrin to York, and there besieged him.
DUBRICIUS'S SPEECH AGAINST THE TREACHEROUS SAXONS, OF WHOM
ARTHUR SLAYS MANY IN BATTLE
WHEN he had done speaking, St. Dubricius, Archbishop of
Legions, going to the top of a hill, cried out with a loud voice,
"You that have the honor to profess the Christian faith, keep
fixed in your minds the love which you owe to your country and
fellow subjects, whose sufferings by the treachery of the Pagans
will be an everlasting reproach to you if you do not courageously
defend them. It is your country which you fight for, and for
which you should, when required, voluntarily suffer death; for
that itself is victory and the cure of the soul. For he that shall
die for his brethren, offers himself a living sacrifice to God, and
has Christ for his example, who condescended to lay down his
life for his brethren. If, therefore, any of you shall be killed in
this war, that death itself, which is suffered in so glorious a
cause, shall be to him for penance and absolution of all his sins. "
At these words, all of them, encouraged with the benediction of
the holy prelate, instantly armed themselves.
Upon
[Arthur's shield] the picture of the blessed Mary, Mother of
God, was painted, in order to put him frequently in mind of
her.
In this manner was a great part of that day also
spent; whereupon Arthur, provoked to see the little advantage he
had yet gained, and that victory still continued in suspense, drew
out his Caliburn [Excalibur, Tennyson], and calling upon the
name of the blessed Virgin, rushed forward with great fury into
the thickest of the enemy's ranks; of whom (such was the merit
of his prayers) not one escaped alive that felt the fury of his
sword; neither did he give over the fury of his assault until he
had, with his Caliburn alone, killed four hundred and seventy
men. The Britons, seeing this, followed their leader in great
multitudes, and made slaughter on all sides; so that Colgrin and
Baldulph, his brother, and many thousands more, fell before them.
But Cheldric, in his imminent danger of his men, betook himself
to flight.
.
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ARTHUR INCREASES HIS DOMINIONS
AFTER this, having invited over to him all persons whatsoever
that were famous for valor in foreign nations, he began to aug-
ment the number of his domestics, and introduced such politeness
into his court as people of the remotest countries thought worthy
of their imitation. So that there was not a nobleman who
thought himself of any consideration unless his clothes and arms
were made in the same fashion as those of Arthur's knights. At
length the fame of his munificence and valor spreading over the
whole world, he became a terror to the kings of other countries,
who grievously feared the loss of their dominions if he should
make any attempt upon them.
Arthur formed a design
for the conquest of all Europe.
At the end of nine
years, in which time all the parts of Gaul were entirely reduced,
Arthur returned back to Paris, where he kept his court, and call-
ing an assembly of the clergy and people, established peace and
the just administration of the laws in that kingdom. Then he
bestowed Neustria, now called Normandy, upon Bedoer, his but-
ler; the province of Andegavia upon Caius, his sewer; and sev-
eral other provinces upon his great men that attended him.
Thus, having settled the peace of the cities and the countries.
there, he returned back in the beginning of spring to Britain.
ARTHUR HOLDS A SOLEMN FESTIVAL
UPON the approach of the feast of Pentecost, Arthur, the better
to demonstrate his joy after such triumphant success, and for the
more solemn observation of that festival, and reconciling the
minds of the princes that were now subject to him, resolved,
during that season, to hold a magnificent court, to place the
crown upon his head, and to invite all the kings and dukes under
his subjection to the solemnity. And when he had communicated
his design to his familiar friends, he pitched upon the city of
Legions as a proper place for his purpose.
For besides its great
wealth above the other cities, its situation, which was in Glamor-
ganshire, upon the River Uske, near the Severn Sea, was most
pleasant and fit for so great a solemnity; for on one side it was
washed by that noble river, so that the kings and princes from
the countries beyond the seas might have the convenience of sail-
ing up to it. On the other side, the beauty of the meadows and
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roofs that adorned it, made it even rival the grandeur of Rome.
It was also famous for two churches: whereof one was built in
honor of the martyr Julius, and adorned with a choir of virgins,
who had devoted themselves wholly to the service of God; but
the other, which was founded in memory of St. Aaron, his com-
panion, and maintained a convent of canons, was the third metro-
politan church of Britain. Besides, there was a college of two
hundred philosophers, who, being learned in astronomy and the
other arts, were diligent in observing the courses of the stars, and
gave Arthur true predictions of the events that would happen at
that time. In this place, therefore, which afforded such delights,
were preparations made for the ensuing festival. Ambassadors
were sent into several kingdoms to invite to court the princes
both of Gaul and all the adjacent islands.
who came with
such a train of mules, horses, and rich furniture as it is difficult
to describe. Besides these, there remained no prince of any con-
sideration on this side of Spain, who came not upon this invita-
tion. And no wonder, when Arthur's munificence, which was
celebrated over the whole world, made him beloved by all people.
When all these were assembled together in the city, upon the
day of the solemnity, the archbishops were conducted to the
palace, in order to place the crown upon the king's head. There-
fore Dubricius, inasmuch as the court was kept in his diocese,
made himself ready to celebrate the office, and undertook the
ordering of whatever related to it. As soon as the king was
invested with his royal habiliments, he was conducted in great
pomp to the metropolitan church, supported on each side by two
archbishops, and having four kings, viz. , of Albania, Cornwall,
Demetia, and Venedotia, whose right it was, bearing four golden
swords before him. He was also attended with a concert of all
sorts of music, which made most excellent harmony. On another
part was the queen, dressed out in her richest ornaments, con-
ducted by the archbishops and bishops to the Temple of Virgins;
the four queens also of the kings last mentioned, bearing before
her four white doves, according to ancient custom; and after her
there followed a retinue of women, making all imaginable dem-
onstrations of joy. When the whole procession was ended, so
transporting was the harmony of the musical instruments and.
voices, whereof there was a vast variety in both churches, that
the knights who attended were in doubt which to prefer, and
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8
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​far from being tired with the solemnity, though the whole day
had been spent in it. At last, when divine service was over at
both churches, the king and queen put off their crowns, and put-
ting on their lighter ornaments, went to the banquet, he to one
palace with the men, she to another with the women. For the
Britons still observed the ancient custom of Troy, by which the
men and women used to celebrate their festivals apart. When
they had all taken their seats according to precedence, Caius, the
sewer, in rich robes of ermine, with a thousand young noblemen,
all in like manner clothed with ermine, served up the dishes.
From another part, Bedoer, the butler, was followed with the
same number of attendants, in various habits, who waited with
all kinds of cups and drinking vessels. In the queen's palace
were innumerable waiters, dressed with variety of ornaments, all
performing their respective offices; which, if I should describe
particularly, I should draw out the history to a tedious length.
For at that time Britain had arrived at such a pitch of grandeur,
that in abundance of riches, luxury of ornaments, and politeness.
of inhabitants, it far surpassed all other kingdoms. The knights
in it that were famous for feats of chivalry wore their clothes
and arms all of the same color and fashion: and the women
also, no less celebrated for their wit, wore all the same kind of
apparel; and esteemed none worthy of their love but such as
had given a proof of their valor in three several battles. Thus
was the valor of the men an encouragement for the women's
chastity, and the love of the women a spur to the soldiers'
bravery.
AFTER A VARIETY OF SPORTS AT THE CORONATION, ARTHUR AMPLY
REWARDS HIS SERVANTS
AS SOON as the banquets were over they went into the fields
without the city to divert themselves with various sports.
The
military men composed a kind of diversion in imitation of a fight
on horseback; and the ladies, placed on the top of the walls as
spectators, in a sportive manner darted their amorous glances at
the courtiers, the more to encourage them. Others spent the
remainder of the day in other diversions, such as shooting with
bows and arrows, tossing the pike, casting of heavy stones and
rocks, playing at dice and the like, and all these inoffensively and
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sports was awarded with a rich prize by Arthur. In this manner
were the first three days spent; and on the fourth, all who, upon
account of their titles, bore any kind of office at this solemnity,
were called together to receive honors and preferments in reward
of their services, and to fill up the vacancies in the governments
of cities and castles, archbishoprics, bishoprics, abbeys, and other
hosts of honor.
ARTHUR COMMITS TO HIS NEPHEW MODRED THE GOVERNMENT OF BRIT-
AIN, AND ENGAGES IN A WAR WITH ROME
AT THE beginning of the following summer, as he was on his
march toward Rome and was beginning to pass the Alps, he had
news brought him that his nephew Modred, to whose care he had
intrusted Britain, had, by tyrannical and treasonable practices, set
the crown upon his own head. [Book xi. , Chapters i. and ii. ] His
[Modred's] whole army, taking Pagans and Christians together,
amounted to eighty thousand men, with the help of whom he
met Arthur just after his landing at the port of Rutupi, and join-
ing battle with him, made a very great slaughter of his men.
After they had at last, with much difficulty, got ashore,
they paid back the slaughter, and put Modred and his army to
flight. For by long practice in war they had learned an excellent
way of ordering their forces; which was so managed that while
their foot were employed either in an assault or upon the defen-
sive, the horse would come in at full speed obliquely, break
through the enemy's ranks, and so force them to flee. Neverthe-
less, this perjured usurper got his forces together again, and the
night following entered Winchester. As soon as Queen Guan-
humara [Guinevere] heard this, she immediately, despairing of
success, fled from York to the City of Legions, where she resolved
to lead a chaste life among the nuns in the church of Julius the
Martyr, and entered herself one of their order.
In the battle that followed thereupon, great numbers lost their
lives on both sides. . . In this assault fell the wicked traitor
himself, and many thousands with him. But notwithstanding the
loss of him, the rest did not flee, but running together from all
parts of the field, maintained their ground with undaunted cour-
age. The fight now grew more furious than ever, and proved
fatal to almost all the commanders and their forces.
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and being carried thence to the isle of Avallon to be cured of
his wounds, he gave up the crown of Britain to his kinsman
Constantine, the son of Cador, Duke of Cornwall, in the five
hundred and forty-second year of our Lord's incarnation.
THE HOLY GRAIL
From Malory's Morte d'Arthur'
"F
AIRE knight," said the King, "what is your name? I require
you of your knighthood to tell me.
>>
་་
"Sir," said Sir Launcelot, "wit ye well, my name is Sir
Launcelot du Lake. "
"And my name is Sir Pelles, king of the forrain countrey,
and nigh cousin unto Joseph of Arithmy" [Arimathea].
Then either of them made much of the other, and so they
went into the castle for to take their repast. And anon there
came in a dove at the window, and in her bill there seemed a
little censer of gold, and therewithal there was such a savor as
though all the spicery of the world had been there; and forth-
withal there was upon the table all manner of meates and drinkes
that they could thinke upon. So there came a damosell, passing
faire and young, and she beare a vessell of gold between her
hands, and thereto the king kneeled devoutly and said his prayers,
and so did all that were there.
"O Jesu," said Sir Launcelot, "what may this meane? "
"This is," said King Pelles, "the richest thing that any man
hath living; and when this thing goeth about, the round table
shall bee broken. And wit ye well," said King Pelles, "that
this is the holy sancgreall which ye have heere seene. "
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PETER CHRISTEN ASBJÖRNSEN
(1812-1885)
SBJÖRNSEN was born January 15th, 1812, at Christiania, Nor-
way. He entered the University in 1833, but was presently
obliged to take the position of tutor with a family in Rome-
rike. Four years later he came back to the University, where he
studied medicine, but also and particularly zoölogy and botany, sub-
jects which he subsequently taught in various schools. During his
life among the country people he had begun to collect folk-tales and
legends, and afterward, on long foot-tours undertaken in the pursuit
of his favorite studies, he added to this store. In co-operation with
his lifelong friend, Jörgen Moe, subsequently Bishop of Christiansand,
he published in 1838 a first collection of folk-stories. In later years
his study of folk-lore went on side by side with his study of zoölogy.
At various times, from 1846 to 1853, he received stipends from the
Christiania University to enable him to pursue zoological investiga-
tions at points along the Norwegian coast. In addition to these jour-
neys he had traversed Norway in every direction, partly to observe
the condition of the forests of the country, and partly to collect the
popular legends, which seem always to have been in his mind.
From 1856 to 1858 he studied forestry at Tharand, and in 1860
was made head forester of the district of Trondhjem, in the north of
Norway. He retained this position until 1864, when he was sent by
the government to Holland, Germany, and Denmark, to investigate
the turf industry. On his return he was made the head of a com-
mission whose purpose was to better the turf production of the coun-
try, from which position he was finally released with a pension in
1876. He died in 1885.
Asbjörnsen's principal literary work was in the direction of the
folk-tales of Norway, although the list of his writings on natural his-
tory, popular and scientific, is a long one. As a scientist he made
several important discoveries in deep-sea soundings, which gave him,
at home and abroad, a wide reputation, but the significance of his
work as a collector of folk-lore has in a great measure overshadowed
this phase of his activity. His greatest works are -'Norske Folke-
eventyr (Norwegian Folk Tales), in collaboration with Moe, which
appeared in 1842-44, and subsequently in many editions; Norske
Huldre-eventyr og Folkesagn' (Norwegian Fairy Tales and Folk
Legends) in 1845. In the stories published by Asbjörnsen alone, he
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their popular form, but has retold them with an admirable setting of
the characteristics of the life of the people in their particular envi-
ronment. He was a rare lover of nature, and there are many exqui-
site bits of natural description.
Asbjörnsen's literary power was of no mean merit, and his work
not only found immediate acceptance in his own country, but has
been widely translated into the other languages of Europe. Norwe-
gian literature in particular owes him a debt of gratitude, for he was
the first to point out the direction of the subsequent national devel-
opment.
GUDBRAND OF THE MOUNTAIN-SIDE
TH
HERE was once a man named Gudbrand, who had a farm which
lay on the side of a mountain, whence he was called Gud-
brand of the Mountain-side. He and his wife lived in such
harmony together, and were so well matched, that whatever the
husband did, seemed to the wife so well done that it could not be
done better; let him therefore act as he might, she was equally
well pleased.
They owned a plot of ground, and had a hundred dollars lying
at the bottom of a chest, and in the stall two fine cows. One
day the woman said to Gudbrand:-
:-
"I think we might as well drive one of the cows to town, and
sell it; we should then have a little pocket-money: for such
respectable persons as we are ought to have a few shillings in
hand as well as others. The hundred dollars at the bottom of
the chest we had better not touch; but I do not see why we
should keep more than one cow: besides, we shall be somewhat
the gainers; for instead of two cows, I shall have only one to
milk and look after. "
These words Gudbrand thought both just and reasonable; so
he took the cow and went to the town in order to sell it: but
when he came there, he could not find any one who wanted to
buy a cow.
"Well! " thought Gudbrand, "I can go home again with my
cow: I have both stall and collar for her, and it is no farther to
go backwards than forwards. " So saying, he began wandering
home again.
When he had gone a little way, he met a man who had a
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a horse than a cow, so he exchanged with the man.
Going a
little further still, he met a man driving a fat pig before him;
and thinking it better to have a fat pig than a horse, he made an
exchange with him also. A little further on he met a man with
a goat. "A goat," thought he, "is always better to have than a
pig;" so he made an exchange with the owner of the goat.
He
now walked on for an hour, when he met a man with a sheep;
with him he exchanged his goat: "for," thought he, "it is always
better to have a sheep than a goat. " After walking some way
again, meeting a man with a goose, he changed away the sheep
for the goose; then going on a long way, he met a man with a
cock, and thought to himself, "It is better to have a cock than a
goose,' " and so gave his goose for the cock. Having walked on
till the day was far gone, and beginning to feel hungry, he sold
the cock for twelve shillings, and bought some food; "for,"
thought he, "it is better to support life than to carry back the
cock. " After this he continued his way homeward till he reached
the house of his nearest neighbor, where he called in.
"How have matters gone with you in town? " asked the
neighbor.
"Oh," answered Gudbrand, "but so-so; I
luck, neither can I exactly complain of it. "
relate all that he had done from first to last.
cannot boast of my
He then began to
"You'll meet with a warm reception when you get home to
your wife," said his neighbor. "God help you, I would not be in
your place. "
"I think things might have been much worse," said Gudbrand;
"but whether they are good or bad, I have such a gentle wife
that she will never say a word, let me do what I may. "
"Yes, that I know," answered his neighbor; "but I do not
think she will be so gentle in this instance. "
"Shall we lay a wager? " said Gudbrand of the Mountain-side.
"I have got a hundred dollars in my chest at home; will you
venture the like sum? "
"Yes, I will," replied the neighbor, and they wagered accord-
ingly, and remained till evening drew on, when they set out
together for Gudbrand's house; having agreed that the neighbor
should stand outside and listen, while Gudbrand went in to meet
his wife.
"Good-evening," said Gudbrand.
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Yes, there he was. His wife then began asking him how he
had fared in the town.
«< So-so," said Gudbrand: "I have not much to boast of; for
when I reached the town there was no one who would buy the
cow, so I changed it for a horse. '
>>
"Many thanks for that," said his wife: "we are such respect-
able people that we ought to ride to church as well as others; and
if we can afford to keep a horse, we may certainly have one. Go
and put the horse in the stable, children. ”
"Oh," said Gudbrand, "but I have not got the horse; for as
I went along the road, I exchanged the horse for a pig. "
"Well," said the woman, "that is just what I should have
done myself; I thank thee for that. I can now have pork and
bacon in my house to offer anybody when they come to see us.
What should we have done with a horse? People would only
have said we were grown too proud to walk to church. Go, chil-
dren, and put the pig in. "
"But I have not brought the pig with me," exclaimed Gud-
brand; "for when I had gone a little further on, I exchanged it
for a milch goat. ' >>>
"How admirably thou dost everything," exclaimed his wife.
"What should we have done with a pig? People would only
have said that we eat everything we own. Yes, now that I have
a goat, I can get both milk and cheese, and still keep my goat.
Go and tie the goat, children. "
"No," said Gudbrand, "I have not brought home the goat;
for when I came a little further on, I changed the goat for a
fine sheep. "
"Well," cried the woman, "thou hast done everything just as
I could wish; just as if I had been there myself. What should
we have done with a goat? I must have climbed up the mount-
ains and wandered through the valleys to bring it home in the
evening. With a sheep I should have wool and clothing in the
house, with food into the bargain. So go, children, and put the
sheep into the field. "
"But I have not got the sheep," said Gudbrand, "for as I
went a little further, I changed it away for a goose. >>
"Many, many thanks for that," said his wife. "What should
I have done with a sheep? For I have neither a spinning-wheel
nor have I much desire to toil and labor to make clothes; we
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roast goose, which I have often longed for; and then I can
make a little pillow of the feathers. Go and bring in the goose,
children. "
«<
"But I have not got the goose," said Gudbrand; as I came
on a little further, I changed it away for a cock. "
"Heaven only knows how thou couldst think of all this,"
exclaimed his wife, "it is just as if I had managed it all myself.
A cock! that is just as good as if thou hadst bought an eight-
day clock; for as the cock crows every morning at four o'clock,
we can be stirring betimes. What should I have done with a
goose? I do not know how to dress a goose, and my pillow I
can stuff with moss. Go and fetch in the cock, children. "
"But I have not brought the cock home with me," said Gud-
brand; "for when I had gone a long, long way, I became so
hungry that I was obliged to sell the cock for twelve shillings
to keep me alive. "
"Well! thank God thou always dost just as I could wish to
have it done. What should we have done with a cock? We are
our own masters; we can lie as long as we like in the morning.
God be praised, I have got thee here safe again, and as thou
always dost everything so right, we want neither a cock, nor a
goose, nor a pig, nor a sheep, nor a cow. "
Hereupon Gudbrand opened the door:-"Have I won your
hundred dollars? " asked he of the neighbor, who was obliged to
confess that he had.
Translation by Benjamin Thorpe in Yule-Tide Stories' (Bohn's Library).
THE WIDOW'S SON
HERE
was once a very poor woman who had only one son.
She toiled for him till he was old enough to be confirmed
by the priest, when she told him that she could support him
no longer, but that he must go out in the world and gain his
own livelihood. So the youth set out, and after wandering about
for a day or two he met a stranger.
"Whither art thou going? "
asked the man. "I am going out in the world to see if I can
get employment," answered the youth. "Wilt thou serve us? "
—“Yes, just as well serve you as anybody else," answered the
youth. "Thou shalt be well cared for with me," said the man:
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So the youth resided with him, had plenty to eat and drink,
and very little or nothing to do; but he never saw a living per-
son in the man's house.
One day his master said to him: "I am going to travel,
and shall be absent eight days. During that time thou wilt be
here alone: but thou must not go into either of these four
rooms; if thou dost, I will kill thee when I return. " The youth
answered that he would not. When the man had gone away
three or four days, the youth could no longer refrain, but went
into one of the rooms. He looked around, but saw nothing
except a shelf over the door, with a whip made of briar on it.
"This was well worth forbidding me so strictly from seeing,"
thought the youth. When the eight days had passed the man
came home again. "Thou hast not, I hope, been into any of my
rooms," said he. "No, I have not," answered the youth. "That
I shall soon be able to see," said the man, going into the room
the youth had entered. "But thou hast been in," said he, "and
now thou shalt die. " The youth cried and entreated to be for-
given, so that he escaped with his life but had a severe beating;
when that was over, they were as good friends as before.
Some time after this, the man took another journey. This
time he would be away a fortnight, but first forbade the youth
again from going into any of the rooms he had not already been
in; but the one he had previously entered he might enter again.
This time all took place just as before, the only difference being
that the youth abstained for eight days before he entered the for-
bidden rooms. In one apartment he found only a shelf over the
door, on which lay a huge stone and a water-bottle. "This is
also something to be in such fear about," thought the youth
again. When the man came home, he asked whether he had been
in any of the rooms. "No, he had not," was the answer. " I
shall soon see," said the man; and when he found that the youth
had nevertheless been in, he said, "Now I will no longer spare
thee, thou shalt die. " But the youth cried and implored that his
life might be spared, and thus again escaped with a beating; but
this time got as much as could be laid on him. When he had
recovered from the effect of this beating he lived as well as
ever, and he and the man were as good friends as before.
Some time after this, the man again made a journey, and
now he was to be three weeks absent. He warned the youth
anew not to enter the third room; if he did he must at once
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prepare to die. At the end of a fortnight, the youth had no
longer any command over himself, and stole in; but here he
saw nothing save a trap-door in the floor. He lifted it up and
looked through; there stood a large copper kettle, that boiled
and boiled, yet he could see no fire under it. "I should like to
know if it is hot," thought the youth, dipping his finger down
into it; but when he drew it up again he found that all his finger
was gilt. He scraped and washed it, but the gilding was not to
be removed; so he tied a rag over it, and when the man re-
turned and asked him what was the matter with his finger, he
answered he had cut it badly. But the man, tearing the rag off,
at once saw what ailed the finger. At first he was going to kill
the youth, but as he cried and begged again, he merely beat
him so that he was obliged to lie in bed for three days. The
man then took a pot down from the wall and rubbed him with
what it contained, so that the youth was as well as before.
After some time the man made another journey, and said he
should not return for a month. He then told the youth that if
he went into the fourth room, he must not think for a moment
that his life would be spared. One, two, even three weeks the
youth refrained from entering the forbidden room; but then,
having no longer any command over himself, he stole in. There
stood a large black horse in a stall, with a trough of burning.
embers at its head and a basket of hay at its tail. The youth.
thought this was cruel, and therefore changed their position,
putting the basket of hay by the horse's head. The horse there-
upon said:
―
"As you have so kind a disposition that you enable me to
get food, I will save you: should the Troll return and find you
here, he will kill you. Now you must go up into the chamber
above this, and take one of the suits of armor that hang there:
but on
no account take one that is bright; on the contrary,
select the most rusty you can see, and take that; choose also a
sword and saddle in like manner. "
The youth did so, but he found the whole very heavy for him
to carry.
When he came back, the horse said that now he
should strip and wash himself well in the kettle, which stood
boiling in the next apartment. "I feel afraid," thought the
youth, but nevertheless did so. When he had washed himself,
he became comely and plump, and as red and white as milk and
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"Yes," answered the youth.
Aye, that he could, and bran-
any change? " asked the horse.
"Try to lift me," said the horse.
dished the sword with ease. "Now lay the saddle on me,” said
the horse, "put on the armor and take the whip of thorn, the
stone and the water-flask, and the pot with ointment, and then
we will set out. "
When the youth had mounted the horse, it started off at a
rapid rate. After riding some time, the horse said, "I think I
hear a noise. Look round: can you see anything? " "A great
many men are coming after us,- certainly a score at least,"
answered the youth. "Ah! that is the Troll," said the horse,
"he is coming with all his companions. "
They traveled for a time, until their pursuers were gaining
on them. "Throw now the thorn whip over your shoulder," said
the horse, "but throw it far away from me. "
The youth did so, and at the same moment there sprang up
a large thick wood of briars. The youth now rode on a long
way, while the Troll was obliged to go home for something
wherewith to hew a road through the wood. After some time
the horse again said, "Look back: can you see anything now? ”
"Yes, a whole multitude of people," said the youth, "like a
church congregation. "-"That is the Troll; now he has got more
with him; throw out now the large stone, but throw it far from
me. "
When the youth had done what the horse desired, there arose
a large stone mountain behind them. So the Troll was obliged
to go home after something with which to bore through the
mountain; and while he was thus employed, the youth rode on
a considerable way. But now the horse again bade him look
back: he then saw a multitude like a whole army; they were so
bright that they glittered in the sun. "Well, that is the Troll
with all his friends," said the horse.
bottle behind you, but take good care to spill nothing on me! "
The youth did so, but notwithstanding his caution he happened
to spill a drop on the horse's loins. Immediately there rose a
vast lake, and the spilling of the few drops caused the horse to
stand far out in the water; nevertheless, he at last swam to the
shore.
«
"Now throw the water
When the Trolls came to the water they lay down to drink
it all up, and they gulped and gulped till they burst. "Now
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When they had traveled on a very long way they came to a
green plain in a wood. "Take off your armor now," said the
horse, "and put on your rags only; lift my saddle off and hang
everything up in that large hollow linden; make yourself then a
wig of pine-moss, go to the royal palace which lies close by, and
there ask for employment. When you desire to see me, come
to this spot, shake the bridle, and I will instantly be with you. "
The youth did as the horse told him; and when he put on the
moss wig he became so pale and miserable to look at that no one
would have recognized him. On reaching the palace, he only
asked if he might serve in the kitchen to carry wood and water
to the cook; but the cook-maid asked him why he wore such an
ugly wig? "Take it off," said she: "I will not have anybody
here so frightful. " "That I cannot," answered the youth, “for I
am not very clean in the head. " "Dost thou think then that I
will have thee in the kitchen, if such be the case? " said she; "go
to the master of the horse: thou art fittest to carry muck from
the stables. " When the master of the horse told him to take off
his wig, he got the same answer, so he refused to have him.
"Thou canst go to the gardener," said he, "thou art only fit to
go and dig the ground. " The gardener allowed him to remain,
but none of the servants would sleep with him, so he was obliged
to sleep alone under the stairs of the summer-house, which stood
upon pillars and had a high staircase, under which he laid a
quantity of moss for a bed, and there lay as well as he could.
When he had been some time in the royal palace, it happened
one morning, just at sunrise, that the youth had taken off his
moss wig and was standing washing himself, and appeared so
handsome it was a pleasure to look on him. The princess saw
from her window this comely gardener, and thought she had never
before seen any one so handsome.
She then asked the gardener why he lay out there under the
stairs. "Because none of the other servants will lie with him,"
answered the gardener. "Let him come this evening and lie by
the door in my room," said the princess: "they cannot refuse
after that to let him sleep in the house. "
The gardener told this to the youth. "Dost thou think I will
do so? " said he. "If I do so, all will say there is something
between me and the princess. " "Thou hast reason, forsooth, to
fear such a suspicion," replied the gardener, "such a fine, comely
lad as thou art. " "Well, if she has commanded it, I suppose I
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must comply," said the youth. In going up-stairs that evening
he stamped and made such a noise that they were obliged to beg
of him to go more gently, lest it might come to the king's
knowledge. When within the chamber, he lay down and began
immediately to snore. The princess then said to her waiting-
maid, "Go gently and pull off his moss wig. " Creeping softly
toward him, she was about to snatch it, but he held it fast with
both hands, and said she should not have it. He then lay down
again and began to snore. The princess made a sign to the maid,
and this time she snatched his wig off. There he lay so beauti-
fully red and white, just as the princess had seen him in the
morning sun. After this the youth slept every night in the
princess's chamber.
But it was not long before the king heard that the garden lad
slept every night in the princess's chamber, at which he became.
so angry that he almost resolved on putting him to death. This,
however, he did not do, but cast him into prison, and his daugh-
ter he confined to her room, not allowing her to go out, either by
day or night. Her tears and prayers for herself and the youth
were unheeded by the king, who only became the more incensed
against her.
Some time after this, there arose a war and disturbance in the
country, and the king was obliged to take arms and defend him-
self against another king, who threatened to deprive him of his
throne. When the youth heard this he begged the jailer would
go to the king for him, and propose to let him have armor and
a sword, and allow him to follow to the war. All the courtiers
laughed when the jailer made known his errand to the king.
They begged he might have some old trumpery for armor, that
they might enjoy the sport of seeing the poor creature in the
war. He got the armor and also an old jade of a horse, which
limped on three legs, dragging the fourth after it.
Thus they all marched forth against the enemy, but they had
not gone far from the royal palace before the youth stuck fast
with his old jade in a swamp. Here he sat beating and calling
to the jade, "Hie! wilt thou go? hie! wilt thou go? " This
amused all the others, who laughed and jeered as they passed.
But no sooner were they all gone than, running to the linden, he
put on his own armor and shook the bridle, and immediately the
horse appeared, and said, "Do thou do thy best and I will do
mine.