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The Martyrdom of St. George in the South English Legendary (c. 1270-80)

The Martyrdom of St. George in the South English Legendary (c. 1270-80) from Cambridge, Corpus Christi College MS 145, fols. 59r-60r





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Sein Gorge the holy man, as we vindeth iwrite,
In the lond of Capadose ybore was and bigute.
The false godes he forsok and tok to Cristendom
And lovede wel Jesu Crist and holyman bicom.
Dacian the luther prince that was thulke stounde1
Alle Cristene men that he vond he let bring to gronde.
As he honurede a day his false godes, and other manion,
Sein Gorge come and sai it al as he com thervorth gon.
The signe he made of the Crois and blessede him al about,
And armede him thoru the Holi Gost withinne and eke withoute,
And wende him forth wel baldeliche and loude he gan to grede
To Dacian and alle his, and theos wordes sede:
"Alle false godes beoth develes chikene iwis,
For oure Loverd Hevene made and in the Sauter iwrite is."
Tho Dacian hurde this he grennede and femede vaste,
And lourede with luther semlant,2 and theos wordes out caste:
"Bel amy, wat ertou that so fol ert and bold, 3
That in oure poer and in oure godes such wordes hast itold,
That ne destou us noght one ssame, as we alle iseoth,
Ac oure godes ek, wanne thou seist that hi develen beoth?4
Tel me sone wanne thou ert and wat is thi name,
That derst us segge, and oure godes, so baldeliche such ssame."5
"Gorge ich hatte," quath this other, "Cristen man ich am
And of the lond of Capadose hider to you ich cam."
"Bel amy," quath Dacian, "turn thi thoght anon
And honure here oure godes other it ssel another gon."6
"Be stille thou fol," quath Sein Gorge, "for thou spext embe noght.7
For ich habbe in Jesu Crist byset al mi thoght."
"A, traitor," quath this Dacian, "woltou take on so?
Thou sselt in other ribaudie sone dayes beo ido."8
He let him honge up anhei in a maner rode,
And therto him binde faste naked mid ropes stronge and gode.
With kene oules there binethe tormentors ther stode
And al todrowe his holy limes that hi ronne ablode.
Al hi todrowe his tendre vleiss, the peces folle to gronde.
Bernynge eoly suththe hy nome and caste in his wonde.
Tho hi hadde him thus todrawe longe that ruthe it was to se,
Hy bithoghte him of more ssame and nome him doun of the tre.
With harde scorges leide him on and wonde up other made. 9
To the bare bon the scorges come as the oules hadde er iwade.
The wonden hi nome and sulte suththe and that salt thicke caste,
And suththe with a clout of here hi rodde it wel vaste.
A, Loverd, muche was the pine that ech up other was there.
Ruthe it was such pine to se wo so of ruthe were;
And evere lai this holy man, as him nothing nere
To sulte so that quike vleiss and robby with an here.10
Tho Dacian isey that he ne mighte overcome him so,
He let binde this holyman and in strong prison do.
Ther he lay al longe night to other wowe inowe.11
The tormentors amorwe tovore Dacian him drowe.
Hi fondede tho in eche manere yif hi mighte turne his thoght,
Ac hi seie tho wel echone that it was al for noght.
Dacian let make a weol of bras so strong so he mighte,
And ssarpe swerdes thicke aboute theron faste he pighte,
And let nyme this holyman and there above him do,12
That the swerdes ssolde his body rente and todrawe ato.
Anon so hi this holiman aboute this weol broghte,
That weol tobrak, as God it wolde, and tobrusede it al to noghte
So that this holyman harmles therof was.
Wel wroth was Dacian so he sei this cas.
A forneis he let nyme of bras and fulde it fol of led.
A strang fur he let makie inou, as he nom sone his red.13
Tho this was al ymult and boiled wel vaste,
He let nyme this holyman and amidde caste.
Sein Gorge nom up his hand and the Crois bivore him made,
And in wellinde led wel baldeliche gan wade.
Theron he sat wel softe adoun as him nothing nere,
And lenede him to the brerde14 stille as he aslepe were,
And lay as he in reste were, forte that led attelaste
Was al into the cold iturnd that boillede er so vaste.
Loverd, much was Thi mighte, as me mighte ther ise,
That eny man in welde led so mighte harmles be.
Tho Dacian this isei, his wit him was nei bynome.
"Mahon," he sede, "hou geth this? war is thi mighte bicome
Wanne I ne may this foule theof overcome in none wise?
Ich ssel bynime him sone his lif ne ssel he nevere arise."
His dome he gan to give anon that hi Sein Gorge nome
And drou him out thoru al the toun forte hi withoute come
And that hi smite of, withoute toun, his heved attelaste,
And his body there in some voul place to wilde bestes caste.
Tho this dome was thus igive, it nas noght ilete.
Hi lete drawe this holy man wel villiche thoru the strete
Forte hi come withoute toun ther hi wolde is heved of smite.
Hore arme hi drowe vorth and wette it kene to bite.15
"Leve bretheren," quath Sein Gorge, "an stonde abideth yute.
Forte ich habbe to Jesu Crist my preiere ido a lite."
His honden he huld up anhei, adoun he sat akné.
"Loverd," he sede, "Jesu Crist that al thing mighte ise,
Grante me, yif it is Thi wille, that wo so in faire manere
Halt wel mi day in Averil, for mi love an eorthe here,
That ther ne valle in thulke hous no qualm in al the yere,
Ne gret siknesse ne honger strang that therof ne be no fere.16
And wo in peril of the se to me bit his bone,
Other in other stude perilous help him therof sone."
Tho hurde hy a vois of hevene that to him sede iwis,
"Come vorth to me my blessed child. Thi bone ihurd is."
Tho his heved was of ysmite, as al that folk ysey,
Angels nome his holy soul and bar up to hevene an hey,
Ther he is in grete Joye that last withoute ende.
Nou God for Sein Gorges love us lete al thuder wende.
find written
Cappadocia; born; begotten; (see note)



found

saw; as he was passing by


exclaim
companions; these
[the] devil's offspring (lit., chickens); (see note)
in the Psalter it is written; (see note)
When; grimaced; foamed fast; (see note)

Fair friend (Fine fellow); (see note)
power; gods' [power]
(see note)

immediately whence

am called



(see note)
firmly placed
behave
(see note)
on high; a kind of cross; (see note)

sharp flesh-hooks
tore to pieces
flesh
oil; (see note)
When; pitiful
(see note)

where; gone before
salted
haircloth; rubbed; very hard
pain; each upon other
for anyone possessed of pity
as if it were nothing to him

saw; might not; (see note)


next morning before
tried

wheel; (see note)
he firmly thrust therein

rend and tear apart
as soon as they; near to
shattered itself


cauldron; filled it full

melted; vigorously
in the middle [of the cauldron]; (see note)

boiling lead
as if to him it were nothing

until

great was Your power; men
boiling hot
he was nearly deprived of his wits
Mohammed; (see note)
thief
deprive
sentence; should take; (see note)
until
off
foul
given; not at all delayed
most vilely
(see note)

abide one moment yet
said for a little while
kneeled

whoever
holds/observes
fall; pestilence/illness

whoever; sea; offers his prayer
Or in another perilous place