Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Sacred Spring


The River Lavers has swelled with the meltwater coming off the hills. Signs of new growth are appearing everywhere, from sprigs of wild garlic to a hedgerow festooned with catkins. At the far side of the park, the spring at St Pity’s is in full flow. Drop a penny in the slot and bless yourself with the tears of Mary Magdalene herself, so the legend goes. Of course, only Jasfoup remembers Bishop Steadman having the water pipes laid during the spring of 1856 and commissioning a young Robinson Ellis to write the inscription over the font: “Mille lacrima,” after Catullus.

10 comments:

aims said...

Thousand tears?

Reminded me of a church we visited in Costa Rica. There was a little pool out back where they had supposedly found the black jesus. The water was - dark - and they said that if you touched the water you would get healed. I of course thought why not and so did my cousin.

We both ended up with the worst rash and doctors couldn't figure it out nor how to cure it.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Fascinating, Aims!
There's a tale I could use!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thousand tears, yes, after Catullus' 'Thousand Kisses' which Ellis went on to translate.

Sunny said...

So much for sacred things :)

You keep on debunking the myth, which people were forsed to belive in, creating new ones on the way. Nice job!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Is this not the task of wizards and story tellers?

Thank you Sunny.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Is this not the task of wizards and story tellers?

Thank you Sunny.

aims said...

Please feel free to use that story. I'd be delighted to see how you twist it!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thank you Aims.

stephanie said...

I love Catullus. Nice to see the name pop up here. Jasfoup, a tale well told.

Leatherdykeuk said...

I love him too!