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in ogham filled us with peace and our dispute filled us with joy； nor even when in the morning crowds passed us to hear the strange druid preaching the mandments of his god。 the crowds passed； and one； who had laid down his knife to yawn and stretch himself； heard a voice speaking far off； and knew that the druid patrick was preaching within the kings house； but our hearts were deaf； and we carved and disputed and read； and laughed a thin laughter together。 in a little we heard many feet ing towards the house； and presently two tall figures stood in the door； the one in white； the other in a crimson robe； like a great lily and a heavy poppy； and we knew the druid patrick and our king leaghaire。 we laid down the slender knives and bowed before the king； but when the black and green robes had ceased to rustle； it was not the loud rough voice of king leaghaire that spoke to us； but a strange voice in which there was a rapture as of one speaking from behind a battlement of druid flame： 〃i preached the mandments of the maker of the world；〃 it said； 〃within the kings house and from the centre of the earth to the windows of heaven there was a great silence； so that the eagle floated with unmoving wings in the white air； and the fish with unmoving fins in the dim water； while the linnets and the wrens and the sparrows stilled there ever？trembling tongues in the heavy boughs； and the clouds were like white marble； and the rivers became their motionless mirrors； and the shrimps in the far？off sea？pools were still enduring eternity in patience； although it was hard。〃 and as he named these things； it was like a king numbering his people。 〃but your slender knives went click； click！ upon the oaken staves； and； all else being silent； the sound shook the angels with anger。 o； little roots； nipped by the winter； who do not awake although the summer pass above you with innumerable feet。 o； men who have no part in love； who have no part in song； who have no part in wisdom； but dwell with the shadows of memory where the feet of angels cannot touch you as they pass over your heads； where the hair of demons cannot sweep about you as they pass under your feet； i lay upon you a curse； and change you to an example for ever and ever； you shall bee grey herons and stand pondering in grey pools and flit over the world in that hour when it is most full of sighs； having forgotten the flame of the stars and not yet found the flame of the sun； and you shall preach to the other herons until they also are like you； and are an example for ever and ever； and your deaths shall e to you by chance and unforeseen； that no fire of certainty may visit your hearts。〃
the voice of the old man of learning became still； but the voteen bent over his gun with his eyes upon the ground； trying in vain to understand something of this tale； and he had so bent； it may be for a long time； had not a tug at his rosary made him start out of his dream。 the old man of learning had crawled along the grass； and was now trying to draw the cross down low enough for his lips to reach it。
you must not touch my blessed beads； cried the voteen； and struck the long withered fingers with the barrel of his gun。 he need not have trembled； for the old man fell back upon the grass with a sigh and was still。 he bent down and began to consider the black and green clothes； for his fear had begun to pass away when he came to understand that he had something the man of learning wanted and pleaded for； and now that the blessed beads were safe； his fear had nearly all gone； and surely； he thought； if that big cloak； and that little tight？fitting cloak under it； were warm and without holes； saint patrick would take the enchantment out of them and leave them fit for human use。 but the black and green clothes fell away wherever his fingers touched them； and while this was a new wonder； a slight wind blew over the pool and crumbled the old man of learning and all his ancient gear into a little heap of dust； and then made the little heap less and less until there was nothing but the smooth green grass。
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WHERE THERE IS NOTHING； THERE IS GOD
；小；说；〃；网
the little wicker houses at tullagh； where the brothers were accustomed to pray； or bend over many handicrafts； when twilight had driven them from the fields； were empty； for the hardness of the winter had brought the brotherhood together in the little wooden house under the shadow of the wooden chapel； and abbot malathgeneus； brother dove； brother bald fox； brother peter； brother patrick； brother bittern； brother fair？brows； and many too young to have won names in the great battle； sat about the fire with ruddy faces； one mending lines to lay in the river for eels； one fashioning a snare for birds； one mending the broken handle of a spade； one writing in a large book； and one shaping a jewelled box to hold the book； and among the rushes at their feet lay the scholars； who would one day be brothers； and whose school？house it was； and for the succour of whose tender years the great fire was supposed to leap and flicker。 one of these； a child of eight or nine years； called olioll； lay upon his back looking up through the hole in the roof； through which the smoke went； and watching the stars appearing and disappearing in the smoke with mild eyes； like the eyes of a beast of the field。 he turned presently to the brother who wrote in the big book； and whose duty was to teach the children； and said； brother dove； to what are the stars fastened？ the brother； rejoicing to see so much curiosity in the stupidest of his scholars； laid down the pen and said； there are nine crystalline spheres； and on the first the moon is fastened； on the second the planet mercury； on the third the planet venus； on the fourth the sun； on the fifth the planet mars； on the sixth the planet jupiter； on the seventh the planet saturn； these are the wandering stars； and on the eighth are fastened the fixed stars； but the ninth sphere is a sphere of the substance on which the breath of god moved in the beginning。
what is beyond that？ said the child。 there is nothing beyond that； there is god。
and then the childs eyes strayed to the jewelled box； where one great ruby was gleaming in the light of the fire； and he said； why has brother peter put a great ruby on the side of the box？
the ruby is a symbol of the love of god。
why is the ruby a symbol of the love of god？
because it is red； like fire； and fire burns up everything； and where there is nothing； there is god。
the child sank into silence； but presently sat up and said； there is somebody outside。
no； replied the brother。 it is only the wolves； i have heard them moving about in the snow for some time。
they are growing very wild； now that the winter drives them from the mountains。 they broke into a fold last night and carried off many sheep； and if we are not careful they will devour everything。
no； it is the footstep of a man； for it is heavy； but i can hear the footsteps of the wolves also。
he had no sooner done speaking than somebody rapped three times； but with no great loudness。
i will go and open； for he must be very cold。
do not open； for it may be a man？wolf； and he may devour us all。