Sabine Baring-Gould

Sabine Baring-Gould

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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould A Book of Folklore (1913)

The men of the Ivernian race had not reached a higher plane of thought than the personification of Death and Life, and that but imperfectly. The Corn Spirit was but a vague idea. It could be killed when driven into the last shock of wheat. There was no conception of a Ceres, an ever-living goddess of the Harvest.
The field demanded blood, the sea a human victim, the earth a buried child—but the field was a dead, dumb object unpersonified; so was the sea—it was the sea, not Neptune; the earth was earth and no more. The sun, the moon, the stars made their revolutions, but received no worship
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould A Book of Folklore (1913)

It is remarkable how completely the Roman Church has surrendered to the usages of the primeval man in the cult of relics. I have seen repeatedly above altars in Switzerland and Tyrol grinning skulls under glass forming the most conspicuous object of adoration above an altar. The builder of megalithic monuments has passed away, or been absorbed by nobler and more intelligent peoples, but his worship of the dead remains intact; the only difference being that the devotion is no longer offered to the skull of an ancestor, but to that of a more or less fictitious saint.
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould A Book of Folklore (1913)

The western coast of Brittany, with its sheer granite cliffs starting out of an ever-boiling sea, but with its strange inland wave-less lakes of the Morbihan and the Gulf of Etel, and with its desolate wind-swept wolds, strewn with prehistoric monuments of the dead, more numerous than anywhere else, has been esteemed the gathering-place of souls seeking to be shipped either to the Isles of the Blessed, or to Britia, that is none other than Great Britain.
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