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$Title{A Child's History Of England
Chapter V. England Under Canute The Dane.}
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$Author{Dickens, Charles}
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Title: A Child's History Of England
Author: Dickens, Charles
Chapter V. England Under Canute The Dane.
Canute reigned eighteen years. He was a merciless king at first. After
he had clasped the hands of the Saxon chiefs, in token of the sincerity with
which he swore to be just and good to them in return for their acknowledging
him, he denounced and slew many of them, as well as many relations of the late
king. "He who brings me the head of one of my enemies," he used to say,
"shall be dearer to me than a brother." And he was so severe in hunting down
his enemies, that he must have got together a pretty large family of these
dear brothers. He was strongly inclined to kill Edmund and Edward, two
children, sons of poor Ironside; but, being afraid to do so in England, he
sent them over to the king of Sweden, with a request that the king would be so
good as to "dispose of them." If the king of Sweden had been like many, many
other men of that day, he would have had their innocent throats cut; but he
was a kind man, and brought them up tenderly.
Normandy ran much in Canute's mind. In Normandy were the two children of
the late king, - Edward and Alfred by name; and their uncle, the duke, might
one day claim the crown for them. But the duke showed so little inclination
to do so now, that he proposed to Canute to marry his sister, the widow of the
Unready; who, being but a showy flower, and caring for nothing so much as
becoming a queen again, left her children, and was wedded to him.
Successful and triumphant, assisted by the valor of the English in his
foreign wars, and with little strife to trouble him at home, Canute had a
prosperous reign, and made many improvements. He was a poet and a musician.
He grew sorry, as he grew older, for the blood he had shed at first; and went
to Rome in a pilgrim's dress, by way of washing it out. He gave a great deal
of money to foreigners on his journey; but he took it from the English before
he started. On the whole, however, he certainly became a far better man when
he had no opposition to contend with; and was as great a king as England had
known for some time.
The old writers of history relate how that Canute was one day disgusted
with his courtiers for their flattery; and how he caused his chair to be set
on the seashore, and feigned to command the tide as it came up not to wet the
edge of his robe, for the land was his; how the tide came up, of course,
without regarding him; and how he then turned to his flatterers, and rebuked
them, saying, what was the might of any earthly king to the might of the
Creator, who could say unto the sea, "Thus far shalt thou go, and no farther!"
We may learn from this, I think, that a little sense will go a long way in a
king; and that courtiers are not easily cured of flattery, nor kings of a
liking for it. If the courtiers of Canute had not known, long before, that
the king was fond of flattery, they would have known better than to offer it
in such large doses. And if they had not known that he was vain of this
speech, (anything but a wonderful speech, it seems to me, if a good child had
made it!), they would not have been at such great pains to repeat it. I fancy
I see them all on the sea-shore together; the king's chair sinking in the
sand; the king in a mighty good-humor with his own wisdom; and the courtiers
pretending to be quite stunned by it!
It is not the sea alone that is bidden to go "thus far, and no farther."
The great command goes forth to all the kings upon the earth; and went to
Canute in the year 1035, and stretched him dead upon his bed. Beside it stood
his Norman wife. Perhaps, as the king looked his last upon her, he, who had
so often thought distrustfully of Normandy long ago, thought once more of the
two exiled princes in their uncle's court, and of the little favor they could
feel for either Danes or Saxons; and of a rising cloud in Normandy that slowly
moved towards England.