Jam modo carnales me vetat esse dapes.
Da mihi Te vesci, Te potum haurire salutis,
Unicus ignotæ Tu cibus esto viæ;
Et quem longa fames errantem ambedit in orbe
Hunc satia vultu, Patris Imago, Tuo.
[133] St. Maieul of Cluny always “refreshed his mind with reading” as he rode, and one day both horse and man fell into a quagmire. And Thierry, abbot of St. Hubert’s, lost his way, and very nearly his life also, owing to his being so intent on the recitation of the Psalms that he did not see where his horse was going. Many examples of a similar nature are to be met with.
[134] Quando illi prandentes in angulis scholæ, dulcia obsonia magistro furantur.—Vita S. Adalberti, Acta SS. Ben.
[135] The following is his version of the “Our Father”:—
Fater unser du in himele bist. Din na’ mo vuerde geheiligot. Din riche chome. Din wille geskehe in erdo also in himele. Unser ta’ golicha brot kib uns hinto-unde. Unsere sculde belak uns, also ouch wir bela’ zend unsern sculdigen. Und in chorunga nit leitest du unsich. Nu belose unsich some ubele.
[136] I wish to be a Greek, lady, who am scarcely yet a Latin.