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# The origin and deeds of the Goths

JORDANES
THE ORIGIN AND DEEDS OF THE GOTHS
in English Version
Part of a Thesis
Presented to the Faculty of Princeton University
for the degree of
Doctor of Philosophy
By Charles C. Mierow
Princeton 1908
Note
For the first time the story of the Goths recorded in the Getica of Jordanes, a Christian Goth who wrote his account in the year 551, probably in Constantinople, is now put in English form, as part of an edition of the Getica prepared by Mr. Mierow. Those who care for the romance of history will be charmed by this great tale of a lost cause and will not find the simple-hearted exaggerations of the eulogist of the Gothic race misleading. He pictured what he believed or wanted to believe, and his employment of fable and legend, as well as the naïve exhibition of his loyal prejudices, merely heightens the interest of his story. Those who want coldly scientific narrative should avoid reading Jordanes, but should likewise remember the truthful, words of Delbrück: "Legende und Poesie malen darum noch nicht falsch, weil sie mit anderen Farben malen als die Historie. Sie reden nur eine andere Sprache, und es handelt sich darum, aus dieser richtig ins Historische zu übersetzen."
Andrew F. West.
Preface
The following version of the Getica of Jordanes is based upon the text of Mommsen, as found in the Monumenta Germaniae Historica, Auctores Antiquissimi 5 (Berlin 1882). I have adhered closely to his spelling of proper names, especially the Gothic names, except in the case of very few words which are in common use in another form (such as Gaiseric and Belisarius).
Charles C. Mierow.
    Classical Seminary,
       Princeton University,
          July 1908.
Literary Analysis
[The Arabic numbers, printed in the Literary Analysis below and in the margin of the English version, correspond to the Arabic numbers which mark the sections in Mommsen's text.]
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# The origin and deeds of the Goths/IV

(Conclusion)
315And now we have recited the origin of the Goths, the noble line of the Amali and the deeds of brave men. This glorious race yielded to a more glorious prince and surrendered to a more valiant leader, whose fame shall be silenced by no ages or cycles of years; for the victorious and triumphant Emperor Justinian and his consul Belisarius shall be named and known as Vandalicus, Africanus and Geticus.
316Thou who readest this, know that I have followed the writings of my ancestors, and have culled a few flowers from their broad meadows to weave a chaplet for him who cares to know these things. Let no one believe that to the advantage of the race of which I have spoken—though indeed I trace my own descent from it—I have added aught besides what I have read or learned by inquiry. Even thus I have not included all that is written or told about them, nor spoken so much to their praise as to the glory of him who conquered them.
# The overtakelessness of those

The overtakelessness of those Who have accomplished Death Majestic is to me beyond The majesties of Earth.
The soul her "Not at Home" Inscribes upon the flesh — And takes her fair aerial gait Beyond the hope of touch.
# The origin and deeds of the Goths/Preface

THE ORIGIN AND DEEDS OF THE GOTHS
1Though it had been my wish to glide in my little boat by the shore of a peaceful coast and, as a certain writer says, to gather little fishes from the pools of the ancients, you, brother Castalius, bid me set my sails toward the deep. You urge me to leave the little work I have in hand, that is, the abbreviation of the Chronicles, and to condense in my own style in this small book the twelve volumes of the Senator on the origin and deeds of the Getae from olden time to the present day, descending through the generations of the kings. 2Truly a hard command, and imposed by one who seems unwilling to realize the burden of the task. Nor do you note this, that my utterance is too slight to fill so magnificent a trumpet of speech as his. But above every burden is the fact that I have no access to his books that I may follow his thought. Still—and let me lie not— I have in times past read the books a second time by his steward's loan for a three days' reading. The words I recall not, but the sense and the deeds related I think I retain entire. 3To this I have added fitting matters from some Greek and Latin histories. I have also put in an introduction and a conclusion, and have inserted many things of my own authorship. Wherefore reproach me not, but receive and read with gladness what you have asked me to write. If aught be insufficiently spoken and you remember it, do you ​as a neighbor to our race add to it, praying for me, dearest brother. The Lord be with you. Amen.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Sexton, Thomas

​SEXTON, Thomas; was M.P. for Co. Sligo, 1880-85, S. Sligo, 1885-6, Belfast W., 1886-92, N. Kerry, 1892-6; Lord Mayor of Dublin for 1888-9, and High Sheriff, 1887-8; Chairman of the "Freeman's Journal" Company, 1892-1912; is Chairman of the Irish Catholic Church Property Insurance Co., Ltd., and of Roland's, Ltd., and other Companies; Member of the Financial Relations Commission, 1894-6, and the Irish Railways Commission, 1906-10; eldest son of late John Sexton, of Waterford; b. 1848. Res.: 20 North Frederick Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Shanahan, Philip

​SHANAHAN, Philip (M.P. for Dublin City, Harbour Division, from 1918). Res.: 131 Foley street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Segrave, Major O'Neal

​SEGRAVE, Major O'Neal, D.S.O. (1902); served South Africa, 1877-79; Basuto War, 1880-81, with 18th Batt. Imperial Yeomanry, South Africa, 1900-2; European War, Draft Conducting Officer, May, 1915-June, 1917; Town Major, Boisleux-au-Mont, France, 1917-18; Commandant 6th Army Corps troops, 1918-20; son of late Capt. Henry Segrave, D.L., J.P., of Kiltimon, Co. Wicklow, and Cabra, Co. Dublin; b. 1856; m. 1882, Beatrix, dau. of W. J. J. Warneford, and has issue two sons. Res.: Kiltimon, Co. Wicklow; Royal Automobile Club, London.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Semple, Patrick

​SEMPLE, Patrick, M.A., with gold medal (R.U.I.); Professor of Latin, University College, Dublin, from 1909; late F.R.U.I.; late Professor of Classics at Maynooth College; Senator of the National University of Ireland, and Member of Governing Body of University College, Dublin. Educ. at St. Columb's College, Derry, University College, Dublin, and Royal University; son of late Robert Semple; b. at Derry, 1875; m. 1913, Frances, dau. of Surgeon H. B. Kennedy, of Dublin. Res.: 8 Upper Leeson Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Seigne, John Thomas

​SEIGNE, John Thomas, M.V.O. (1904); Agent to Marquess of Ormonde and other landowners in Ireland; J.P. Co. Kilkenny (High Sheriff, 1912); b. 14th Dec, 1844; only son of late Thomas Seigne; m. 1877, Elizabeth, dau. of Sir Richard Barter, St. Ann's Hill, Co. Cork, and has issue two sons and one dau. Res.: Grenane House, Thomastown, Co. Kilkenny.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Semple, Lieut.-Col. Sir David

​SEMPLE, Lieut.-Col. Sir David, Knt. (1911), M.D., M.Ch. (R.U.I.), D.Sc. (Q.U.B.), D.P.H. (Cantab.). R.A.M.C.; Director of Central Research Institute, Kasauli, 1905-13; Dir.-Gen. Public Health Dept, 1913-18: was Assist. Professor of Pathology, A.M.S., Netley, 1904-9; Director of Pasteur Institute of India, 1900-5: b 1856; second son of late Wm. Semple. of Castlederg, Co. Tyrone: m. 1894, Ethel May, dau. of Dr. Edward Watson, of Isleham, Cambridge. Res.: Clare Lodge Harpeuden, Herts.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Shaen Carter, Victor Arthur Tilson

duplicate of Carter, Victor Arthur Tilson Shaen
​SHAEN CARTER, Victor Arthur Tilson. Educ.: Malvern College, and Queen's College, Cambridge; owner of large estates in Erris, Co. Mayo and Westmeath. J.P. Co. Mayo (High Sheriff, 1922); b. June 3rd, 1879: eldest son of George Tilson Shaen Carter, of Erris, Co. Mayo, and Wallinaton Park, Oxfordshire Res.: Shaen Lodge, Belmullet, Co. Mayo. Club: Constitutional Club, Northumberland Avenue, London.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Shaftesbury, Earl of

Anthony Ashley-Cooper
​SHAFTESBURY, Earl of, 1672; Baron Ashley, 1661; Baron Cooper, 1672 (Engl.); and a Bart., 1622, Anthony Ashley-Cooper, 9th Earl; K P. (1911), K.C.V.O. (1906);, C.B.E., Mil (1918) Hon LL.D., Queen's University of Belfast, Lord Chamberlain of Her Majesty Household; Col. Commanding North Irish Horse, 1902-12: H.M. Lieutenant for Co. Dorset, 1916; D.L., Co. Antrim and H.M. Lieutenant for Co. Antrim, 1911-16; H.M. Lieutenant for Belfast City, 1900-1911; Chancellor of Queen's University of ​Belfast; Lord Mayor of the City of Belfast, 1907; Hon. Col. North Irish Horse; Hon. Col. Antrim Roy. Garrison Art.; Brig.-Gen. Comdg, 1st S.W. Mounted Brig., 1913-16; Brig.-Gen. Comdg. 3rd Cyclist Brig., 1916-19; formerly Capt. 10th Hussars; son of Anthony, 8th Earl, and Lady Harriet (d. 1898), dau. of 3rd Marquess of Donegall, K.P., G.C.H.: b. 31st August, 1869; s. his father, 13th April, 1886; m. 1899, Lady Constance Sibell, elder dau. of Earl Grosvenor (d. 22nd Jan., 1884), eldest son of 1st Duke of Westminster, K.G., and has issue two sons and three daus. Res.: St. Giles's House, Dorset. Clubs: Marlborough, Travellers', London, S.W.; Kildare Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Segrave, Charles William

​SEGRAVE, Charles William. Educ. at The Oratory, Birmingham, and Oscott College: J.P. Cos. Galway and Tipperary; third son of Capt. Henry Segrave, D.L., J.P.; m. June, 1901, Jessica Campbell, only dau. of John Stone, J.P., of Roby, Lancashire. Recns.: yachting, travelling, shooting. Res.: Combe Court, Witley, Surrey. Clubs: Kildare Street, Dublin; Carlton Club, London.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Seymour, Professor Henry J.

​SEYMOUR, Professor Henry J., B.A., B.Sc. (R.U.I.), F.G.S.; Professor of Geology and Mineralogy, University College, Dublin, from 1909. Educ: Queens College, Belfast; University College, Dublin; Petrologist to Geological Survey of Ireland, 1898-1902; Geologist, 1902-9. Pubns.: numerous contributions to scientific journals dealing with mineralogy and petrology. Recn.: fishing; eldest son of late Michael S. Seymour, M.A., Senior Secretary Board of National Education, Ireland; b. 1876; m. 1910, Mabel, second dau. of late Daniel Murphy, Kanturk, Co. Cork, and has issue two sons and two daus. Res.: Abercorn, Sydney Parade, Co. Dublin.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Beaumont and Fletcher

No. 4 of the 'Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650)' series
IV.
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
An hour ere sudden sunset fired the west, Arose two stars upon the pale deep east. The hall of heaven was clear for night's high feast, Yet was not yet day's fiery heart at rest Love leapt up from his mother's burning breast To see those warm twin lights, as day decreased, Wax wider, till when all the sun had ceased As suns they shone from evening's kindled crest Across them and between, a quickening fire, Flamed Venus, laughing with appeased desire. Their dawn, scarce lovelier for the gleam of tears, Filled half the hollow shell 'twixt heaven and earth With sound like moonlight, mingling moan and mirth, Which rings and glitters down the darkling years.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Ben Jonson

No. 3 of the 'Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650)' series
III.
BEN JONSON.
Broad-based, broad-fronted, bounteous, multiform, With many a valley impleached with ivy and vine, Wherein the springs of all the streams run wine, And many a crag full-faced against the storm, The mountain where thy Muse's feet made warm Those lawns that revelled with her dance divine Shines yet with fire as it was wont to shine From tossing torches round the dance aswarm.
Nor less, high-stationed on the grey grave heights, High-thoughted seers with heaven's heart-kindling lights Hold converse: and the herd of meaner things Knows or by fiery scourge or fiery shaft When wrath on thy broad brows has risen, and laughed, Darkening thy soul with shadow of thunderous wings.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Comparisons

COMPARISONS.
Child, when they say that others Have been or are like you, Babes fit to be your brothers, Sweet human drops of dew, Bright fruit of mortal mothers, What should one say or do?
We know the thought is treason, We feel the dream absurd; A claim rebuked of reason, That withers at a word: For never shone the season That bore so blithe a bird.
Some smiles may seem as merry, Some glances gleam as wise, From lips as like a cherry And scarce less gracious eyes; Eyes browner than a berry, Lips red as morning’s rise.
But never yet rang laughter So sweet in gladdened ears Through wall and floor and rafter As all this household hears And rings response thereafter Till cloudiest weather clears.
When those your chosen of all men, Whose honey never cloys, Two lights whose smiles enthrall men, Were called at your age boys, Those mighty men, while small men, Could make no merrier noise.
Our Shakespeare, surely, daffed not More lightly pain aside From radiant lips that quaffed not Of forethought’s tragic tide: Our Dickens, doubtless, laughed not More loud with life’s first pride.
The dawn were not more cheerless With neither light nor dew Than we without the fearless Clear laugh that thrills us through: If ever child stood peerless, Love knows that child is you.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Dysthanatos

DYSTHANATOS.
Ad generem Cereris sine cæde et vulnere pauci Descendunt reges, aut siccâ morte tyranni.
By no dry death another king goes down The way of kings. Yet may no free man’s voice, For stern compassion and deep awe, rejoice That one sign more is given against the crown, That one more head those dark red waters drown Which rise round thrones whose trembling equipoise Is propped on sand and bloodshed and such toys As human hearts that shrink at human frown. The name writ red on Polish earth, the star That was to outshine our England’s in the far East heaven of empire—where is one that saith Proud words now, prophesying of this White Czar? ‘In bloodless pangs few kings yield up their breath, Few tyrants perish by no violent death,’
March 14, 1881.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Eight Years Old

EIGHT YEARS OLD.
I.
Rise, let the time of year be May, Speak now the word that April hears, Let March have all his royal way; Bid all spring raise in winter’s ears All tunes her children hear or play, Because the crown of eight glad years On one bright head is set to-day.
II.
To him who wears the wreath of years So many, and all like flowers at play With wind and sunshine, while his ears Hear only song on every way? More sweet than spring triumphant hears Ring through the revel-rout of May Are these, the notes that winter fears.
III.
The music made of love at play, Or haply loves the tune he hears From hearts fulfilled with flowering May, Whose molten music thaws his ears Late frozen, deaf but yesterday To sounds of dying and dawning years, Now quickened on his deathward way.
IV.
Down the green vestibule of years That each year brightens day by day With flower and shower till hope scarce fears And fear grows wholly hope of May. But we—the music in our ears Made of love’s pulses as they play The heart alone that makes it hears.
V.
High salutation of to-day. Tongue falters, hand shrinks back, song fears Its own unworthiness to play Fit music for those eight sweet years, Or sing their blithe accomplished way. No song quite worth a young child’s ears Broke ever even from birds in May.
VI.
When summer hopes and springtide fears, There falls not from the height of day, When sunlight speaks and silence hears, So sweet a psalm as children play And sing, each hour of all their years, Each moment of their lovely way, And know not how it thrills our ears.
VII.
Should hear you singing on your way, Should have this happiness? The years Whose hurrying wings about us play Are not like yours, whose flower-time fears Nought worse than sunlit showers in May, Being sinless as the spring, that hears Her own heart praise her every day.
VIII.
That bare, to entrance our eyes and ears, To lighten daylight, and to play Such notes as darkness knows and fears, The child whose face illumes our way, Whose voice lifts up the heart that hears, Whose hand is as the hand of May To bring us flowers from eight full years.
February 4, 1882.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Dedication

Spring speaks again, and all our woods are stirred, And all our wide glad wastes aflower around, That twice have heard keen April's clarion sound Since here we first together saw and heard Spring's light reverberate and reiterate word Shine forth and speak in season. Life stands crowned Here with the best one thing it ever found, As of my soul's best birthdays dawns the third.
There is a friend that as the wise man saith Cleaves closer than a brother: nor to me Hath time not shown, through days like waves at strife, This truth more sure than all things else but death, This pearl most perfect found in all the sea That washes toward your feet these waifs of life.
The Pines April 1882
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Dickens

DICKENS.
Chief in thy generation born of men Whom English praise acclaimed as English-born, With eyes that matched the worldwide eyes of morn For gleam of tears or laughter, tenderest then When thoughts of children warmed their light, or when Reverence of age with love and labour worn, Or godlike pity fired with godlike scorn, Shot through them flame that winged thy swift live pen: Where stars and suns that we behold not burn, Higher even than here, though highest was here thy place, Love sees thy spirit laugh and speak and shine With Shakespeare and the soft bright soul of Sterne And Fielding's kindliest might and Goldsmith's grace j Scarce one more loved or worthier love than thine.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Bismarck at Canossa

Previously printed in The Fortnightly Review, February 1882, p. 155.
BISMARCK AT CANOSSA.
Not all disgraced, in that Italian town, The imperial German cowered beneath thine hand, Alone indeed imperial Hildebrand, And felt thy foot and Rome’s, and felt her frown And thine, more strong and sovereign than his crown, Though iron forged its blood-encrusted band. But now the princely wielder of his land, For hatred’s sake toward freedom, so bows down, No strength is in the foot to spurn: its tread Can bruise not now the proud submitted head: But how much more abased, much lower brought low, And more intolerably humiliated, The neck submissive of the prosperous foe, Than his whom scorn saw shuddering in the snow!
December 31, 1881.
# Tristram of Lyonesse and Other Poems/Christopher Marlowe

No. 1 of the 'Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650)' series
SONNETS
ON
ENGLISH DRAMATIC POETS
(1590-1650)
page
I. CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE.
Crowned, girdled, garbed and shod with light and fire, Son first-born of the morning, sovereign star! Soul nearest ours of all, that wert most far, Most far off in the abysm of time, thy lyre Hung highest above the dawn-enkindled quire Where all ye sang together, all that are, And all the starry songs behind thy car Rang sequence, all our souls acclaim thee sire.
'If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts,' And as with rush of hurtling chariots The flight of all their spirits were impelled Toward one great end, thy glory—nay, not then, Not yet might'st thou be praised enough of men.
# Travels in West Africa, Congo Français, Corisco and Cameroons/Preface

PREFACE
To the Reader.—What this book wants is not a simple Preface but an apology, and a very brilliant and convincing one at that. Recognising this fully, and feeling quite incompetent to write such a masterpiece, I have asked several literary friends to write one for me, but they have kindly but firmly declined, stating that it is impossible satisfactorily to apologise for my liberties with Lindley Murray and the Queen's English. I am therefore left to make a feeble apology for this book myself, and all I can personally say is that it would have been much worse than it is had it not been for Dr. Henry Guillemard, who has not edited it, or of course the whole affair would have been better, but who has most kindly gone through the proof sheets, lassoing prepositions which were straying outside their sentence stockade, taking my ​eye off the water cask and fixing it on the scenery where I meant it to be, saying firmly in pencil on margins "No you don't," when I was committing some more than usually heinous literary crime, and so on. In cases where his activities in these things may seem to the reader to have been wanting, I beg to state that they really were not. It is I who have declined to ascend to a higher level of lucidity and correctness of diction than I am fitted for. I cannot forbear from mentioning my gratitude to Mr. George Macmillan for his patience and kindness with me,—a mere jungle of information on West Africa. Whether you my reader will share my gratitude is, I fear, doubtful, for if it had not been for him I should never have attempted to write a book at all, and in order to excuse his having induced me to try I beg to state that I have written only on things that I know from personal experience and very careful observation. I have never accepted an explanation of a native custom from one person alone, nor have I set down things as being prevalent customs from having seen a single instance. I have endeavoured to give you an honest account of the general state and manner of life in Lower Guinea and some description of the various types of country there. In reading this section you ​must make allowances for my love of this sort of country, with its great forests and rivers and its animistic-minded inhabitants, and for my ability to be more comfortable there than in England. Your superior culture-instincts may militate against your enjoying West Africa, but if you go there you will find things as I have said.
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# Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile

* Volume 1
* Volume 2
* Volume 3
* Volume 4
* Volume 5 (not available in electronic form)
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile/Volume 1

TRAVELS
TO DISCOVER THE
SOURCE OF THE NILE,
In the Years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772, and 1773.
IN FIVE VOLUMES.
BY JAMES BRUCE OF KINNAIRD, ESQ. F. R. S.
VOL. I.
* Opus aggredior opimum cosibus, atrox præliis, discors feditionibus,
* Ipsa etiam pace sævum.Tacit. Lib. iv. Ann.
EDINBURGH: PRINTED BY J. RUTHVEN, FOR G. G. J. AND J. ROBINSON, PATERNOSTER-ROW, LONDON.
MDCCXC.
CONTENTS
OF THE
FIRST VOLUME.
# The paradise of the Christian soul/Chap; V. Instructions and Exercises for Sacramental Confession.

CHAPTER V.
INSTRUCTIONS AND EXERCISES FOR SACRAMENTAL CONFESSION.
A short instruction for the profitable practice of Confession.
Of the exercises of an ascetic or holy life, none is of more frequent recurrence than confession; but many derive
little or no benefit from it, because they go through it, not so much from a love of true piety, or from a desire to ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/241 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/242 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/243 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/244 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/245 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/246 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/247 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/248 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/249 ​Page:TheParadiseOfTheChristianSoul.djvu/250