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George comes from
geos, earth, and orge, to work, that is, one who works the
earth, namely, his own flesh. But Saint Augustine writes in his book Of
the Holy Trinity, that good earth is found on the summit of mountains,
on the hills, and in the plains; the first bears good grass, the second,
grapes, and the third, the fruits of, the fields. So too, Saint George
was on the heights, for he disdained base things and had the fresh green
of purity; he was temperate by his prudence, and thus was permitted to
share in the wine of heavenly joy; he was lowly in his humility, and therefore
was clothed with the fruits of good deeds. Or, George comes from gerar,
holy, and gyon, battle, a holy warrior, for he fought with the
dragon and with the executioner. Or, George comes from gerar, sacred,
and gyon, sand, holy sand. He was like unto sand for he was heavy
through his great virtue; ground small through his humility; dry, in his
abstinence from the temptations of the flesh. Or, George comes from gero,
pilgrim, gir, precious, and ys, counselor: for he was a
pilgrim in his contempt for the world, precious because of his crown of
martyrdom, a counselor in his preaching of the Kingdom. At the Council
of Nicaea, his legend was placed among the apocryphal books, for there
was no certain account of his martyrdom. In the Calendar of the Venerable
Bede we read that he was martyred in Persia in the city of Diospolis;
elsewhere it is said that he is buried in Diospolis, formerly called Lidda,
near Joppe. We also read that he suffered under Diocletian and Maximian,
the emperors; or, under the Persian emperor Dacianus in the presence of
seventy of his kings. Here we read how he was tortured by the prefect
Dacianus under the emperors Diocletian and Maximian.
George was a native of Cappadocia, and served in the Roman army, with
the rank of tribune. A chance journey took him one day into the neighborhood
of Silena, a town in the province of Libya. In this town, in a deep lake
as large as an ocean, there dwelt a horrible dragon, who many times had
put to flight the men who came armed against him, and who was wont to
prowl about the city walls, poisoning all who came within the reach of
his breath. In order to appease the fury of this monster, and to keep
him from destroying the whole town, the burgesses had been offering him
two sheep every day. But in time the number of sheep was so depleted that
they were reduced to abandoning to him one sheep and one human being.
The name of a youth or a maiden was drawn in a lottery, and no family
was exempt from this lottery. And the day that Saint George reached the
city, well-nigh all the young folk of the town had already been eaten
up, and the lot for that day had fallen upon the only daughter of the
king. Then this aged man, in the slough of his despair, had said: 'Take
ye my gold and my silver, and the half of my kingdom, but give back my
daughter, that she may be spared so dreadful a death!' But his people
were exceeding wroth, and cried: 'Thou thyself, 0 King, hast uttered this
decree; and now when on its account all our children have perished, thou
wouldst save thine own daughter from the law! No! Let her perish like
the rest, or else we shall burn thee alive, with all thy house!' At these
words the king burst into tears, and said to his daughter: Alas, sweet
child, what shall I do for thee? And shall it not be given to me to see
thy wedding day ?' And after this, seeing that he still could not secure
the safety of his daughter, he said to her: 'Alas, sweet daughter, I hoped
to see kingly children feeding at thy breasts, and now thou thyself must
leave me, to be fodder for this horrid dragon! Alas, alas, my sweet child,
I hoped to invite all the nobles of the land to thy wedding, and to adorn
my palace with pearls, and to hear the joyous music of trumpets and tambours;
and now instead must I despatch thee to the dragon to be devoured!' And
he dismissed her with a last word: 'Woe is me, my daughter, that I did
not die before this day!' The damsel fell at her father's feet to receive
his blessing; and then, quitting the town, she walked toward the lake
where the dragon dwelt.
Saint George, passing that way, saw her all in tears, and asked her the
cause of her trouble. And she replied: 'Good youth, get to horse and away
with all speed, lest thou die the same death that awaits me!' 'Fear not,
my child,' answered Saint George, 'but tell me wherefore thou weepest,
beneath the eyes of the crowd that is gathered yonder upon the walls!'
But she made answer: 'Gentle youth, I see that thou hast a great heart,
and art minded to die with me: but I beg of thee, be off in all haste!'
'Not a step shall I take,' said Saint George, 'before I know what ails
thee!' At this the damsel told him the whole tale, and Saint George said:
'My child, be without fear; for in the name of Christ I will succor thee!'
But again she pleaded: 'Brave knight, make haste to save thyself, lest
thou likewise come to naught! Suffice it that I die!'
While they were in speech, the dragon reared his head out of the lake.
All atremble, the maiden cried: 'Away, sweet lord, away with all speed!'
But George, mounting his horse and arming himself with the sign of the
cross, set bravely upon the dragon as he came toward him; and with a prayer
to God he brandished his sword, and dealt the monster a hurt that threw
him to the ground. And the saint said to the damsel: 'Fear naught, my
child, and throw thy girdle about the dragon's neck!' Thus she did, and
the dragon, setting himself erect, followed her like a little dog on a
leash.
But when the people of the city saw him drawing near, they fled in panic
up to the hills and into the caves, certain that they were all about to
be devoured. Saint George signed to them to come back, and said to them:
'Ye have naught to fear, for the Lord has appointed me to deliver you
from the crimes of this monster! Believe in Christ, be baptized, and I
shall slay the beast that persecuted you!' Then the king and all his people
were baptized; on that day twenty thousand men, and a multitude of women
and children, received baptism. And Saint George, drawing his sword, slew
the dragon, who was carried out of the city upon a car drawn by four yoke
of oxen. And the king caused a great church to be built in honor of the
Blessed Virgin and Saint George, and from within there flowed a spring
whose waters cured all languors. And the king offered a very large sum
of money to Saint George; but he, taking nothing for himself, gave all
to the poor. And then he taught the king four things. He taught him to
care for the church of God, to honor the priests, to assist with devotion
at the divine office, and to have the poor always in mind. And at last
he embraced the aged king and took leave of him.
Other authors, however, tell this story in a different way. They say at
the very moment when the dragon drew nigh to devour the maiden, Saint
George, making the sign of the cross, set upon him and slew him with one
blow.
At this time, in the reign of Diocletian and Maximian, the prefect Dacian
loosed against the Christians a persecution so violent that within a month
seventeen thousand had won the crown of martyrdom, while others, weary
of their torments, yielded and consented to worship the idols. Seeing
this, Saint George, beside himself with grief, forsook all his goods,
laid aside his soldier's trappings for the garb of the Christians, and
rushed into the public square, crying: 'All your gods are but demons,
and our God alone is the Creator of the heavens and the earth!' In a rage,
the prefect challenged him: 'How darest thou, rash fellow, to blaspheme
against our gods? Who art thou, and whence?' Saint George answered: 'I
am called George, I come of a noble family of Cappadocia, and with the
help of my God I have followed the wars in Palestine; but now I have abandoned
all to serve the God of Heaven more freely!' Then the prefect, not availing
to daunt him, had him stretched upon a rack, and ordered his members to
be torn, one after the other, with iron hooks. His body was likewise burnt
with lighted torches, and the wounds from out of which his vitals started
were rubbed with salt. But in the night that followed, Our Lord appeared
to Saint George in the midst of a great light, and so sweetly comforted
him with His presence and His words that all his hurts were assuaged.
And when Dacian saw that tortures had no power over him, he sent for his
magician, and said to him: 'These Christians have some witchery which
allays their torments and gives them indomitable strength of will.' And
the magician answered: 'If I fail to conquer George's spells, I agree
that thou mayest put me to death!' Thereupon, after invoking his gods,
he poured poison into a cup of wine, and gave it to George to drink; but
he made the sign of the cross and drank, and suffered no ill. The sorcerer
then put a stronger dose of poison into the wine: and again the saint
made the sign of the cross, drank, and suffered no ill. Seeing which,
the magician fell down before his feet, tearfully sued for his forgiveness,
and asked to become a Christian: and within a short time the prefect had
him beheaded. Saint George was then bound to a wheel which was fitted
on all sides with two-edged swords; but the wheel fell apart at the first
turn, and Saint George remained unharmed. Dacian then commanded that he
be plunged into a cauldron of molten lead; but he made the sign of the
cross, and felt no more than the touch of a soothing bath.
Then Dacian, perceiving how unavailing threats and tortures were, thought
to weaken him by flattery, and said to him: 'Thou seest, my good George,
how long-suffering are our gods, that they beat patiently with thy blasphemies,
and yet are ready to visit thee with their favor at the first sign of
repentance! Follow my counsel, then, brave youth! Have done with thy superstition,
and offer sacrifice to our gods, that thou mayest have great rewards of
them and of us!' And Saint George smiled, and said: 'Ah! Why didst thou
not speak thus to me in the beginning, instead of seeking to overcome
me with torments? So be it! I am ready to obey thy cousels!' Dacian, delighted
with this promise, had the trumpets sounded, and proclaimed that all the
people were to gather at the temple, where George, after long resistance,
was about to worship the gods. The whole city was garlanded as for a festival,
and thousands of people milled about the temple. And George, the moment
he entered therein, knelt and prayed to God to destroy the temple and
its idols forthwith. And instantly a fire fell from Heaven and consumed
the temple, the idols, and the priests, and the earth opened and swallowed
up the remains.
Saint Ambrose makes reference to this miracle when he says: 'At a time
when Christianity was a hidden thing, George, the staunch soldier of Christ,
alone dared to profess his faith in the Son of God before all the people.
And the grace of God, in return, gave him such fortitude that he braved
a thousand menaces and a thousand tortures. 0 blessed and venerable warrior
of God! And riot only would he not be cozened by the proffer of earthly
power, but, making game of his persecutor, he destroyed the temple with
all its false gods!' Thus spoke Ambrose.
In this circumstance, Dacian again confronted George, and said to him:
'By what arts, miscreant, hast thou dared to commit such a crime?"
And George retorted: '0 King, thou art mistaken! Come with me to another
temple, and in thy sight I shall worship the idols!' 'Ha!' he replied,
'I divine thy ruse! Thou wouldst put an end to me, as thou hast done already
to my temple and my gods!' 'But, miserable man,' said George, 'if thy
gods are powerless to help themselves, how can they help others?' Beside
himself with anger, Dacian said to his wife: 'I shall die of discomfiture,
for this man is stronger than I!' But she responded: 'Bloody tyrant, did
I not conjure thee to persecute the Christians no more, because their
God fought at their side? Know now that 1 too am about to become a Christian!'
Astounded, Dacian cried: 'What! Even thou hast fallen under their spell!'
And he had her hung by the hair and beaten with rods. And while they were
beating her, she said to George: 'George, what thinkest thou will become
of me, who am about to die without being reborn in the waters of baptism?'
And George made answer: 'Doubt not, my daughter, that the outpouring of
thy blood will be thy Baptism, and will merit thee eternal glory!' Then
Alexandria, having besought the Lord, breathed her last.
This is attested by Saint Ambrose in his Preface, who adds: 'For
this reason, the queen of the pagan Persians was also shown mercy and
received the palm of martyrdom when her cruel husband had condemned her
to death, although she had not yet been baptized; we may not doubt that
she, crimson with the dew of her blood, was permitted to enter the portal
of Heaven, and to possess eternal glory.
The next day Dacian commanded George to be dragged through the length
and breadth of the city, and then beheaded. And the saint prayed to God
that whoever should implore his help might have his vow fulfilled; and
a heavenly voice was heard saying that this prayer was granted. Then,
his prayer finished, Saint George was beheaded. This occurred in the year
287. As for Dacian, as he was leaving the place of execution to return
to his palace, the fire of Heaven fell upon him and consumed him and his
ministers.
Gregory of Tours relates that certain monks were bearing with them the
relics of Saint George, when they halted before a certain chapel; and
they could not lift the casket containing the relics until they had deposited
some of them in this chapel. We read in the History of Antioch
that during the Crusades, when the Christian hosts were about to lay siege
to Jerusalem, a passing fair young man appeared to a priest. He told him
that he was Saint George, the captain of the Christian armies; and that
if the crusaders carried his relics to Jerusalem, he would be with them.
And when the Crusaders, during the siege of Jerusalem, feared to scale
the walls because of the Saracens who were mounted thereon, Saint George
appeared to them, accoutred in white armor adorned with the red cross.
He signed to them to follow him without fear in the assault of the walls:
and they, encouraged by his leadership, repulsed the Saracens and took
the city.
1. From: The Golden
Legend of Jacobus de Voragine, trans. and adapted by Ryan, Granger and
Helmut Ripperger. (Arno Press: Longmans, Green & Co) 1941. pp. 232238.
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