rotted and died; and, what was still more dreadful, the 
whole machinery of the Church polity had been formed and was 
adapted to deal with entirely different conditions of society from those 
which had now arisen. 
The idea of the parish priest taking the oversight of his flock, and 
ministering to each member as the shepherd of the people, is a grand
one, but it is an idea which can be realized, and then only 
approximately, in the village community. In the towns of the Middle 
Ages the parochial system, except as a civil institution, had broken 
down. 
The other idea, of men and women weary of the hard struggle with sin, 
and fleeing from the wrath to come, joining together to give themselves 
up to the higher life, out of the reach of temptation and safe from the 
witcheries of Mammon,--that too was a grand idea, and not 
unfrequently it had been carried out grandly. But the monk was nothing 
and did nothing for the townsman; he fled away to his solitude; the 
rapture of silent adoration was his joy and exceeding great reward; his 
nights and days might be spent in praise and prayer, sometimes in study 
and research, sometimes in battling with the powers of darkness and 
ignorance, sometimes in throwing himself heart and soul into art which 
it was easy to persuade himself he was doing only for the glory of God; 
but all this must go on far away from the busy haunts of men, certainly 
not within earshot of the multitude. Moreover the monk was, by birth, 
education, and sympathy, one with the upper classes. What were the 
rabble to him? [Footnote: The 20th Article of the Assize of Clarendon 
is very significant: "Prohibet dominus rex ne monachi... recipiant 
_aliquem de minuto populo in monachum,_ vel canonicum vel 
fratrem," &c.--Stubbs, "Benedict Abbas," pref. p. cliv.] In return the 
townsmen hated him cordially, as a supercilious aristocrat and Pharisee, 
with the guile and greed of the Scribe and lawyer superadded. 
Upon the townsmen--whatever it may have been among the 
countrymen-- the ministers of religion exercised the smallest possible 
_restraint._ Nay! it was only too evident that the bonds of ecclesiastical 
discipline which had so often exercised a salutary check upon the 
unruly had become seriously relaxed of late, both in town and country; 
they had been put to too great a strain and had snapped. By the suicidal 
methods of Excommunication and Interdict all ranks were schooled 
into doing without the rites of religion, the baptism of their children, or 
the blessing upon the marriage union. In the meantime it was notorious 
that even in high places there were instances not a few of Christians 
who had denied the faith and had given themselves up to strange beliefs, 
of which the creed of the Moslem was not the worst. Men must have 
received with a smile the doctrine that Marriage was a Sacrament when
everybody knew that, among the upper classes at least, the bonds of 
matrimony were soluble almost at pleasure. [Footnote: Eleanor of 
Aquitaine, consort of Henry II., had been divorced by Louis VII. of 
France. Constance of Brittany, mother of Arthur--Shakespeare's 
idealized Constance--left her husband, Ranulph, Earl of Chester, to 
unite herself with Guy of Flanders. Conrad of Montferat divorced the 
daughter of Isaac Angelus, Emperor of Constantinople, to marry 
Isabella, daughter of Amalric, King of Jerusalem, the bride repudiating 
her husband Henfrid of Thouars. Philip II. of France married the sister 
of the King of Denmark one day and divorced her the next; then 
married a German lady, left her, and returned to the repudiated Dane. 
King John in 1189 divorced Hawisia, Countess of Gloucester, and took 
Isabella of Angouleme to wife, but how little he cared to be faithful to 
the one or the other the chronicles disdain to ask.] It seems hardly 
worth while to notice that the observance of Sunday was almost 
universally neglected, or that sermons had become so rare that when 
Eustace, Abbot of Flai, preached in various places in England in 1200, 
miracles were said to have ensued as the ordinary effects of his 
eloquence. Earnestness in such an age seemed in itself miraculous. 
Here and there men and women, hungering and thirsting after 
righteousness, raised their sobbing prayer to heaven that the Lord 
would shortly accomplish the number of his elect and hasten his 
coming, and Abbot Joachim's dreams were talked of and his vague 
mutterings made the sanguine hope for better days. Among those 
mutterings had there not been a speech of the two heavenly witnesses 
who were to do--ah! what were they not to do? And these heavenly 
witnesses, who were they? When and where would they appear? 
Eight years before King Richard was in Sicily a child had been born in 
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