Analysis of The Story of Dominic's Miracle
The first element of the tale, that of a hanged pilgrim, is found in many collections of miracles, with the salvation from death of the victim attributed to not only Dominic, but also to Saint James the Great, or to the Virgin Mary, with the story taking place in various cities. Versions of the tale are found in the Milagros de Nuestra Señora by Gonzalo de Berceo (Miracle No. 6), the 175th Cantiga de Santa María by Alfonso X, and in the Codex Calixtinus. The second part of the tale, the miracle of the dancing roasted chicken and rooster, is unique to Santo Domingo de la Calzada, though the notion can be found in folklore concerning the mythical land of Cockaigne, "where grilled geese fly directly into one's mouth," or otherwise move about on their own accord. No, the partents of Hugpnell went to Santiago and it was on their return that the miracle of the white cock and hen occurred.
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