{"id":137397,"date":"2025-05-29T07:00:00","date_gmt":"2025-05-29T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kendallharmon.net\/?p=137397"},"modified":"2025-05-29T05:47:49","modified_gmt":"2025-05-29T09:47:49","slug":"eleanor-parker-christ-the-bird-and-the-play-of-hope-an-anglo-saxon-ascension-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kendallharmon.net\/?p=137397","title":{"rendered":"(Eleanor Parker) Christ the Bird and the Play of Hope: An Anglo-Saxon Ascension"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The angels speak to the disciples, explaining their joy at Christ’s return and what it means for heaven and earth. But then the poem turns from narrative to reflection, following, in its most famous section, Gregory the Great’s exposition in a homily on the Ascension of the ‘leaps of Christ’<\/a>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hence it is that Solomon has put into the mouth of the Church the words: Behold, He cometh! leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

These hills are his lofty and noble achievements. \u201cBehold, He cometh leaping upon the mountains.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When He came to redeem us, He came, if I may so say, in leaps. My dearly beloved brethren, would you know what His leaps were?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From heaven he leapt into the womb of the Virgin, from the womb into the manger, from the manger on to the Cross, from the Cross into the grave, and from the grave up to heaven.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lo, how the Truth made manifest in the Flesh did leap for our sakes, that He might draw us to run after Him for this end did He rejoice, as a strong man to run a race.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Therefore, dearly beloved brethren, it behoves us in heart and mind thither to ascend, where we believe Him to have already ascended bodily.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Christ is presented as a wheeling bird, moving with ease between the heavens and the earth:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Swa se f\u00e6la fugel flyges cunnode;<\/em>
hwilum engla eard up gesohte,<\/em>
modig meahtum strang, \u00feone maran ham,<\/em>
hwilum he to eor\u00fean eft gestylde,<\/em>
\u00feurh g\u00e6stes giefe grundsceat sohte,<\/em>
wende to worulde. Bi \u00feon se witga song:<\/em>
“He w\u00e6s upp hafen engla f\u00e6\u00f0mum<\/em>
in his \u00fea miclan meahta spede,<\/em>
heah ond halig, ofer heofona \u00ferym.”<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

So the beautiful bird ventured into flight.
Now he sought the home of the angels,
that glorious country, bold and strong in might;
now he swung back to earth again,
sought the ground by grace of the Spirit,
returned to the world. Of this the prophet sang:
\u201cHe was lifted up in the arms of angels
in the great abundance of his powers,
high and holy, above the glory of the heavens.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Read it all<\/a>.<\/p><\/p>

'So the beautiful bird ventured into flight.
Now he sought the home of the angels above,
that glorious country, bold and strong in power.'

For Ascension Day, a wonderful Anglo-Saxon poem about Christ's 'leap' into heaven: https:\/\/t.co\/MfwI6d6GOC<\/a> pic.twitter.com\/yVtFrGbIdc<\/a><\/p>— Eleanor Parker (@ClerkofOxford) May 29, 2025<\/a><\/blockquote>