were no signs as yet of religious revolt, and though
the political action of Rome had been in the main on
the side of freedom, there was a spirit of resistance
to its interference with national concerns which broke
out in the struggle against John. “The Pope
has no part in secular matters,” had been the
reply of London to the interdict of Innocent.
And within the English Church itself there was much
to call for reform. Its attitude in the strife
for the Charter as well as the after work of the Primate
had made it more popular than ever; but its spiritual
energy was less than its political. The disuse
of preaching, the decline of the monastic orders into
rich landowners, the non-residence and ignorance of
the parish priests, lowered the religious influence
of the clergy. The abuses of the time foiled
even the energy of such men as Bishop Grosseteste
of Lincoln. His constitutions forbid the clergy
to haunt taverns, to gamble, to share in drinking
bouts, to mix in the riot and debauchery of the life
of the baronage. But such prohibitions witness
to the prevalence of the evils they denounce.
Bishops and deans were still withdrawn from their
ecclesiastical duties to act as ministers, judges,
or ambassadors. Benefices were heaped in hundreds
at a time on royal favourites like John Mansel.
Abbeys absorbed the tithes of parishes and then served
them by half-starved vicars, while exemptions purchased
from Rome shielded the scandalous lives of canons
and monks from all episcopal discipline. And
behind all this was a group of secular statesmen and
scholars, the successors of such critics as Walter
Map, waging indeed no open warfare with the Church,
but noting with bitter sarcasm its abuses and its
faults.
[Sidenote: The Friars]
To bring the world back again within the pale of the
Church was the aim of two religious orders which sprang
suddenly to life at the opening of the thirteenth
century. The zeal of the Spaniard Dominic was
roused at the sight of the lordly prelates who sought
by fire and sword to win the Albigensian heretics
to the faith. “Zeal,” he cried, “must
be met by zeal, lowliness by lowliness, false sanctity
by real sanctity, preaching lies by preaching truth.”
His fiery ardour and rigid orthodoxy were seconded
by the mystical piety, the imaginative enthusiasm
of Francis of Assisi. The life of Francis falls
like a stream of tender light across the darkness of
the time. In the frescoes of Giotto or the verse
of Dante we see him take Poverty for his bride.
He strips himself of all, he flings his very clothes
at his father’s feet, that he may be one with
Nature and God. His passionate verse claims the
moon for his sister and the sun for his brother, he
calls on his brother the Wind, and his sister the Water.
His last faint cry was a “Welcome, Sister Death!”
Strangely as the two men differed from each other,
their aim was the same—to convert the heathen,
to extirpate heresy, to reconcile knowledge with orthodoxy,