The Isle of Bute in the Olden Time; With Illustrations Maps, and Plans Volume 1

The Isle of Bute in the Olden Time; With Illustrations Maps, and Plans Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 edition. Excerpt: ...they came back and kept Easter on Jascon's back, --" a difficult mode of piety," as an Irish writer of old said, --and the leviathan gaily carried the mission over to the Paradise of Birds. Thereafter they visited an isle--grassy, full of flowers and trees. A snow-white bird flew with tinkling wings to meet the saint, and tell him how the snowy birds they saw were spirits of the dead. And there they sat and sang and praised the Deity with the sweet rhapsody of their wings. The vocal bird also foretold how Brendan had to wander seven years in his quest o'er the main. After many romantic adventures they reach the "Isle of the family of Ailbe," where Christmas was spent among the Silent Monks, who had been there since the time of St Patrick and St Ailbe. It was a weird company. For these monks never grew older, never changed, never spoke, never cooked earthly food, for God cherished and nourished them. The story proceeds and evidently relates to adventures among the crystal icebergs of the ocean and the volcanic appearances of Iceland. These may have been additions from the " Lives" of other saints who penetrated into the far north long after the time of St Brendan. One of his discoveries was the infamous Judas, whom he discovered sitting on a craggy rock, in mid-ocean, with a veil flapping him on the face as the waves beat on or around him. Matthew Arnold, in his beautiful poem of "Saint Brandan," thus describes the scene: --' "Saint Brandan sails the northern main; The brotherhood of saints are glad. He greets them once, he sails again; So late! such storms! The saint is mad! At last (it was a Christmas night; Stars shone after a day of storm) He sees float past an iceberg white, And on...
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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 163g
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236991729
  • 9781236991720