OUT OF THE ROSE

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    One winter evening an old knight in rusted ?armour rode slowly along the woody southern slope of Ben Bulben, watg the sun go down in crimson clouds over the sea. His horse was tired, as after a long journey, and he had upon his helmet the crest of no neighb lord or king, but a small rose made of rubibbr></abbr>es that glimmered every moment to a deeper crimson. His white hair fell in thin curls upon his shoulders, and its disorder added to the melancholy of his face, which was the face of one of those who have e but seldom into the world, and always for its trouble, the dreamers who must do what they dream, the doers who must dream what they do.

    After gazing a while towards the su the reins fall upon the neck of his horse, and, stretg out both arms towards the west, he said, O Divine Rose of Intellectual Flame, let the gates of thy peace be opeo me at last! And suddenly a loud squealing began in the woods some hundreds of yards further up the mountain side. He stopped his horse to listen, and heard behind him a sound of feet and of voices. They are beating them to make them go into the narrow path by the ge, said someone, and in another moment a dozen peasants armed with short spears had e up with the knight, and stood a little apart from him, their blue caps in their hands. Where do you go with the spears? he asked; and one who <u>9９lｉｂ?</u>seemed the leader  answered: A troop of wood?thieves came down from the hills a while ago and carried off the pigs belonging to an old man who lives by Glen Car Lough, aurned out to go after them. Now that we know they are four times more than we are, we follow to find the way they have taken; and will presently tell our story to De Courcey, and if he will not help us, to Fitzgerald; for De Courcey and Fitzgerald have lately made a peace, and we do not know to whom we belong.

    But by that time, said the knight, the pigs will have beeen.

    A dozen men ot do more, and it was not reasohat the whole valley should turn out and risk their lives for two, or for two dozen pigs.

    you tell me, said the knight, if the old man to whom the pigs belong is pious and true of heart?

    He is as true as another and more pious than any, for he says a prayer to a saint every m before his breakfast.

    Then it were well to fight in his cause, said the knight, and if you will fight against the wood?thieves I will take the main brunt of the battle, and you know well that a man in armour is worth many like these wood?thieves, clad in wool aher.

    And the leader turo his fellows and asked if they would take the ce; but they seemed anxious to get back to their s.

    Are the wood?thieves treacherous and impious?

    They are treacherous in all their dealings, said a peasant, and no man has knowo pray.

    Then, said the knight, I will give five s for the head of every wood?thief killed by us in the fighting; and he bid the leader show the way, and they all went on together. After a time they came to where a beaten track wound into the woods, and, taking this, they doubled back upon their previous course, and began to asd the wooded slope of the mountains. In a little while the path grew very straight and steep, and the knight was forced to dismount and leave his horse tied to a tree?stem. They khey were on the right track: for they could see the marks of pointed shoes in the soft clay and mingled with t<big></big>hem the cloven footprints of the pigs. Presently the path became still more abrupt, and they knew by the ending of the cloven foot?prints that the thieves were carrying the pigs. Now and then a long mark in the clay showed that a pig had slipped down, and been dragged along for a little way. They had jourhus for about twenty minutes, when a fused sound of voices told them that they were ing up with the thieves. And then the voices ceased, and they uood that they had been overheard iurn. They pressed on rapidly and cautiously, and in about five minutes one of them caught sight of a leather jerkin half hidden by a hazel?bush. An arrow struck the knights ?armour, but glanced off harmlessly, and then a flight of arrows swept by them with the buzzing sound of great bees. They ran and climbed, and climbed and ran towards the thieves, who were now all visible standing up among the bushes with their still quivering bows in their hands: for they had only their spears and they must at one hand to hand. The knight was in the front and smote down first one and then another of the wood?thieves. The peasants shouted, and, pressing on, drove the wood?thieves before them until they came out on the flat top of the mountain, and there they saw the two pigs quietly grubbing in the shrass, so they ran about them in a circle, and began to move back again towards the narrow path: the old knight ing now the last of all, and striking down thief after thief. The peasants had got no very serious hurts among them, for he had drawn the brunt of the battle upon himself, as could well be seen from the bloody rents in his armour; and when they came to the entrance of the narrow path he bade them drive the pigs down into the valley, while he stood there to guard the way behind them. So in a moment he was alone, and, being weak with loss of blood, might have been ehere and then by the wood?thieves he had beaten off, had fear not made them bego of sight in a great hurry.

    An hour passed, and they did not return; and now the knight could stand on guard no longer, but had to lie down upon the grass. A half? hour more went by, and then a young lad with peared to be a number of cocks feathers stuck round his hat, came out of the path behind him, and began to move about among the dead thieves, cutting their heads off, Then he laid the heads in a heap before the knight, and said: O great knight, I have been bid e and ask you for the s you promised for the heads: five s a head.

    They bid me tell you that they have prayed to God and His Mother to give you a long life, but that they are poor peasants, and that they would have the money before you die. They told me this over and over for fear I might fet it, and promised to beat me if I did.

    The knight raised himself upon his elbow, and opening a bag that hung to his belt, ted out the five s for each head. There were thirty heads in all.

    O great knight, said the lad, they have also bid me take all care of you, and light a fire, and put this oi upon your wounds. Ahered sticks and leaves together, and, flashing his flint and steel under a mass of dry leaves, had made a very good blaze. Then, drawing of the coat of mail, he began to anoint the wounds: but he did it clumsily, like one who does by rote what he had been told. The knight motioned him to stop, and said: You seem a good lad.

    I would ask something of you for myself.

    There are still a few s, said the knight; shall I give them to you?

    O no, said the lad. They would be no good to me. There is only ohing that I care about doing, and I have no need of moo do it. I go from village to village and from hill to hill, and whenever I e across a good cock I steal him and take him into the woods, and I keep him there under a basket until I get anood cock, and then I set them to fight. The people say I am an i, and do not do me any harm, and never ask me to do any work but go a message now and then. It is because I am an ihat they seo get the s: anyone else would steal them; and they dare not e back themselves, for now that you are not with them they are afraid of the wood?thieves. Did you ever hear how, when the wood?thieves are christehe wolves are made their god?fathers, and their right arms are not christe all?

    If you will not take these s, my good lad, I have nothing for you, I fear, unless you would have that old coat of mail which I shall soon need no more.

    There was something I wanted: yes, I remember now, said the lad. I want you to tell me why you fought like the champions and giants iories and for so little a thing. Are you indeed a man like us? Are you not rather an old wizard who lives among these hills, and will not a wind arise presently and crumble you into dust?

    I will tell you of myself, replied the knight, for now that I am the last of the fellowship, I may tell all and witness fod. Look at the Rose of Rubies on my helmet, ahe symbol of my life and of my hope.

    And theold the lad this story, but with always more frequent pauses; and, while he told it, the Rose shone a deep blood?colour in the firelight, and the lad stuck the cocks feathers in the earth in front of him, and moved them about as though he made them actors in the play.

    I live in a land far from this, and was one of the Knights of St. John, said the old man; but I was one of those in the Order who always longed for more arduous labours in the service of the Most High. At last there came to us a knight of Palestio whom the truth of truths had been revealed by God Himself. He had seen a great Rose of Fire, and a Voice out of the Rose had told him how men would turn from the light of their ows, and bow down before outer order and outer fixity, and that then the light would cease, and none escape the curse except the foolish good man who c<bdi>９９ｌｉb?</bdi>ould not, and the passionate wicked man who would not, think.

    Already, the Voice told him, the wayward light of the heart was shining out upon the world to keep it alive,  with a less clear lustre, and that, as it paled, a strange iion was toug the stars and the hills and the grass and the trees with corruption, and that none of those who had seen clearly the truth and the a way could enter into the Kingdom of God, which is in the Heart of the Rose, if they stayed on willingly in the corrupted world; and so they must prove their anger against the Powers of Corruption by dying in the service of the Rose of God. While the Knight of Palestine was telling us these things we seemed to see in a vision a crimson Rose spreading itself about him, so that he seemed to speak out of its heart, and the air was filled with fragrance. By this we khat it was the very Voice of God which spoke to us by the knight, ahered about him and bade him direct us in all things, and teach us how to obey the Voice. So he bound us with an oath, and gave us signs and words whereby we might know each other even after many years, and he appointed plaeeting, and he sent us out in troops into the world to seek good causes, and die in doing battle for them. At first we thought to die more readily by fasting to death in honour of some saint; but this he told us was evil, for we did it for the sake of death, and thus took out of the hands of God the choice of the time and manner of our death, and by so doing made His power the less. We must choose our service for its excellence, and for this alone, and leave it to God to reward us at His own time and in His own manner. And after this he pelled us to eat always two at a table to watch each other lest we fasted unduly, for some among us said that if one fasted for a love of the holiness of saints and thehe death would be acceptable. And the years passed, and one by one my fellows died in the Holy Land, or in warring upon the evil princes of the earth, or in clearing the roads of robbers; and among them died the knight of Palestine, and at last I was alone. I fought in every cause where the few tended against the many, and my hair grew white, and a terrible fear lest I had fallen uhe displeasure of God came upon me. But, hearing at last how this western isle was fuller of wars and rapihan any other land, I came hither, and I have found the thing I sought, and, behold! I am filled with a great joy.

    Thereat he began to sing in Latin, and, while he sang, his voice grew fainter and faihen his eyes closed, and his lips fell apart, and the lad knew he was dead. He has told me a good tale, he said, for there was fighting in it, but I did not uand much of it, and it is hard to remember so long a story.

    And, taking the knights sword, he began to dig a grave in the soft clay. He dug hard, and a faint light of dawn had touched his hair and he had almost done his work when a cock crowed in the valley below. Ah, he said, I must have that bird; and he ran down the narrow path to the valley.

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