"Above all forms, further than the ends of the earth, beyond the heavens themselves, lies the world of Idea, replete with the splendor of the Word! With one bound we shall traverse the impending spaces, and thou shalt behold in all his infinity, the Eternal, the Absolute, the Being! Come! give me thy hand! Let us rise."
(Side by side, both rise up through the air, slowly. Anthony, clinging to the cross, watches them rise. They disappear.)
[1]Agape.—Love-feast of the primitive Christians.
[1]Agape.—Love-feast of the primitive Christians.
[2]John XVI: 12.—T.
[2]John XVI: 12.—T.
[3]Seenoteat end.
[3]Seenoteat end.
[4]Masheim givesAchamoth.I prefer to remain faithful to the orthography given by Flaubert.
[4]Masheim givesAchamoth.I prefer to remain faithful to the orthography given by Flaubert.
[5]The French text givesmes pèresnotnos pères.Elxai, or Elkhai, who established his sect in the reign of Trajan, was a Jew.
[5]The French text givesmes pèresnotnos pères.Elxai, or Elkhai, who established his sect in the reign of Trajan, was a Jew.
[6]Seenote.
[6]Seenote.
[7]The banyan is a fig-tree—theFicus indicus.—Trans.
[7]The banyan is a fig-tree—theFicus indicus.—Trans.
[8]Readers may remember Longfellow's exquisite poem "Helena of Tyre."
[8]Readers may remember Longfellow's exquisite poem "Helena of Tyre."
[9]See the second part of "Faust," andKundryin "Parsifal."
[9]See the second part of "Faust," andKundryin "Parsifal."
Anthony(walking to and fro, slowly).
"That one, indeed, seems in himself equal to all the powers of Hell!
"Nebuchadnezzar did not so much dazzle me with his splendours;—the Queen of Sheba herself charmed me less deeply.
"His manner of speaking of the gods compels one to feel a desire to know them.
"I remember having beheld hundreds of them at one time, in the island of Elephantius, in the time of Diocletian. The emperor had ceded to the Nomads a great tract of country, upon the condition that they should guard the frontiers; and the treaty was concluded in the name of the 'Powers Invisible.' For the gods of each people were unknown unto the other people.
"The Barbarians had brought theirs with them. They occupied the sand-hills bordering the river. We saw them supporting theiridols in their arms, like great paralytic children;—others, paddling through the cataracts upon trunks of palm tree, displayed from afar off the amulets hung about their necks, the tattooings upon their breasts; and these things were not more sinful than the religion of the Greeks, the Asiatics, and the Romans!
"When I was dwelling in the temple of Heliopolis I would often consider the things I beheld upon the walls:—vultures bearing sceptres, crocodiles playing upon lyres, faces of men with the bodies of serpents, cow-headed women prostrating themselves before ithyphallic gods:—and their supernatural forms attracted my thoughts to other worlds. I longed to know that which drew the gaze of all those calm and mysterious eyes.
"If matter can exert such power, it must surely contain a spirit. The souls of the Gods are attached to their images ...
"Those possessing the beauty of forms might seduce. But the others ... those of loathsome or terrible aspect ... how can men believe in them?..."
(And he beholds passing over the surface of the ground,—leaves, stones, shells,branches of trees,—then a variety of hydropical dwarfs: these are gods. He bursts into a laugh. He hears another laugh behind him;—and Hilarion appears, in the garb of a hermit, far taller than before, colossal.)
Anthony(who feels no surprise at seeing him).
"How stupid one must be to worship such things!"
Hilarion. "Aye!—exceedingly stupid!"
(Then idols of all nations and of all epochs—of wood, of metal, of granite, of feathers, of skins sewn together,—pass before them.
The most ancient of all anterior to the Deluge are hidden under masses of seaweed hanging down over them like manes. Some that are too long for their bases, crack in all their joints, and break their own backs in walking. Others have rents torn in their bellies through which sand trickles out.
Anthony and Hilarion are prodigiously amused. They hold their sides for laughter. Then appear sheep-headed idols. They totter upon their bandy-legs, half-open their eye-lids, and stutter like the dumb,"Ba! ba! ba!"
The more that the idols commence to resemblethe human forms, the more they irritate Anthony. He strikes them with his fist, kicks them, attacks them with fury. They become frightful,—with lofty plumes, eyes like balls, fingers terminated by claws, the jaws of sharks.
And before these gods men are slaughtered upon altars of stone; others are brayed alive in huge mortars, crushed under chariots, nailed upon trees. There is one all of red-hot iron with the horns of a bull, who devours children.)
Anthony. "Horror!"
Hilarion. "But the gods always demand tortures—and suffering. Even thine desired ..."
Anthony(weeping). "Ah! say no more!—do not speak to me!"
(The space girdled by the rocks suddenly changes into a valley. A herd of cattle are feeding upon the short grass.
The herdman who leads them, observes a cloud;—and in a sharp voice, shouts out words of command, as if to heaven.)
Hilarion. "Because he needs rain, he seeks by certain chants to compel the King of heaven to open the fecund cloud."
Anthony(laughing).
"Verily, such pride is the extreme of foolishness!"
Hilarion. "Why dost thou utter exorcisms?"
(The valley changes into a sea of milk, motionless and infinite. In its midst floats a long cradle formed by the coils of a serpent, whose many curving heads shade, like a dais, the god slumbering upon its body.
He is beardless, young, more beautiful than a girl, and covered with diaphanous veils. The pearls of his tiara gleam softly like moons; a chaplet of stars is entwined many times about his breast, and with one hand beneath his head, he slumbers with the look of one who dreams after wine.
A woman crouching at his feet, awaits the moment of his awaking.)
Hilarion. "Such is the primordial duality of the Brahmans,—the Absolute being inexpressible by any form."
(From the navel of the god has grown the stem of a lotus flower; it blossoms, and within its chalice appears another god with three faces.)
Anthony. "How strange an invention!"
Hilarion. "Father, Son, and Holy Spirit are but one and the same Person!"
(The three faces separate; and three great gods appear.
The first, who is pink, bites the end of his great toe.
The second, who is blue, uplifts his four arms.
The third, who is green, wears a necklace of human skulls.
Before them instantly arise three goddesses—one is enveloped in a net; another offers a cup; the third brandishes a bow.
... instantly arise three goddesses
... instantly arise three goddesses
... instantly arise three goddesses
And these gods, these goddesses, decuple themselves, multiply. Arms grow from their shoulders; at the end of these arms hands appear bearing standards, axes, bucklers, swords, parasols and drums. Fountains gush from their heads, plants grow from their nostrils.
Riding upon birds rocked in palanquins, enthroned upon seats of gold, standing in ivory niches,—they dream, voyage, command, drink wine, respire the breath of flowers. Dancing girls whirl in the dance; giants pursue monsters; at the entrances of grottoes solitaries meditate. Eyes cannot be distinguishedfrom stars; nor clouds from banderolles; peacocks quench their thirst at rivers of gold dust; the embroidery of pavilions seems to blend with the spots of leopards; coloured rays intercross in the blue air, together with flying arrows, and swinging censers.
And all this develops like a lofty frieze, resting its base upon the rocks, and rising to the sky.)
Anthony(dazzled by the sight).
"How vast is their number! What do they seek?"
Hilarion. "The god who rubs his abdomen with his elephant-trunk, is the solar Deity, the inspiring spirit of wisdom.
"That other whose six heads are crowned with towers, and whose fourteen arms wield javelins,—is the prince of armies,—the Fire-Consumer.
"The old man riding the crocodile washes the soul of the dead upon the shore. They will be tormented by that black woman with the putrid teeth, who is the Ruler of Hell.
"That chariot drawn by red mares, driven by one who has no legs, bears the master of the sun through heaven's azure. The moon-godaccompanies him, in a litter drawn by three gazelles.
"Kneeling upon the back of a parrot, the Goddess of Beauty presents to Love, her son, her rounded breast. Behold her now, further off, leaping for joy in the meadows. Look! Look! Coiffed with dazzling mitre, she trips lightly over the ears of growing wheat, over the waves; she rises in air, extending her power over all elements.
"And among these gods are the Genii of the winds, of the planets, of the months, of the days,—a hundred thousand others;—multiple are their aspects, rapid their transformations. Behold, there is one who changes from a fish into a tortoise: he assumes the form of a boar, the shape of a dwarf."
Anthony. "Wherefore?"
Hilarion. "That he may preserve the equilibrium of the universe, and combat the works of evil. But life exhausts itself; forms wear away; and they must achieve progression in their metamorphoses."
(All upon a sudden appears aNaked Manseated in the midst of the sand, with legs crossed.)
(A large halo vibrates, suspended in air behindhim. The little ringlets of his black hair in which blueish tints shift symmetrically surround a protuberance upon the summit of his skull. His arms, which are very long, hang down against his sides. His two hands rest flat upon his thighs, with the palms open. The soles of his feet are like the faces of two blazing suns; and he remains completely motionless—before Anthony and Hilarion—with all the gods around him, rising in tiers above the rocks, as if upon the benches of some vast circus. His lips, half-open; and he speaks in a deep voice):
"I am the Master of great charities, the succor of all creatures; and not less to the profane than to believers, do I expound the law.
"That I might deliver the world, I resolved to be born among men. The gods wept when I departed from them.
"I sought me first a woman worthy to give me birth: a woman of warrior race, the wife of a king, exceedingly good, excessively beautiful, with body firm as adamant;—and at time of the full moon, without the auxiliation of any male, I entered her womb.
"I issued from it by the right side. Stars stopped in their courses."
Hilarion(murmurs between his teeth).
"And seeing the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy!"[1]
(Anthony watches more attentively.)
The Buddha[2](continuing).
"From the furthest recesses of the Himalayas, a holy man one hundred years of age, hurried to see me."
Hilarion. "A man named Simeon ... who should not see death, before he had seen the Christ of the Lord."[3]
The Buddha. "I was led unto the schools; and it was found that I knew more than the teachers."
Hilarion. "... In the midst of the doctors ... and all that heard him were astonished at his wisdom!"[4]
(Anthony makes a sign to Hilarion to be silent.)
The Buddha. "Continually did I meditatein the gardens. The shadows of the trees turned with the turning of the sun; but the shadow of that which sheltered me turned not.
"None could equal me in the knowledge of the Scriptures, the enumeration of atoms, the conduct of elephants, the working of wax, astronomy, poetry, pugilism, all the exercises and all the arts!
"In accordance with custom, I took to myself a wife; and I passed the days in my kingly palace;—clad in pearls, under a rain of perfumes, refreshed by the fans of thirty thousand women,—watching my peoples from the height of my terraces adorned with fringes of resonant bells.
"But the sight of the miseries of the world turned me away from pleasure. I fled.
"I begged my way upon the high roads, clad myself in rags gathered within the sepulchres;—and, hearing of a most learned hermit, I chose to become his slave. I guarded his gate! I washed his feet.
"Thus I annihilated all sensation, all joy, all languor.
"Then, concentrating my thoughts within vaster meditation, I learned to know the essence of things, the illusion of forms.
"Soon I exhausted the science of the Brahmans. They are gnawed by covetousness and desire under their outward aspect of austerity; they daub themselves with filth, they live upon thorns,—hoping to arrive at happiness by the path of death!"
Hilarion.... "Pharisees, hypocrites, whited sepulchres, generation of vipers!"
The Buddha. "I also accomplished wondrous things,—eating but one grain of rice each day (and the grains of rice in those times were no larger than at present)—my hair fell off; my body became black; my eyes receding within their sockets, seemed even as stars beheld at the bottom of a well.
"During six years I kept myself motionless, exposed to the flies, the lions and the serpents; and the great summer suns, the torrential rains, lightnings and snows, hails and tempests,—all of these I endured without even the shelter of my lifted hand.
"The travellers who passed by, believing me dead, cast clods of earth upon me!
"Only the temptation of the Devil remained!
"I summoned him.
"His sons came,—hideous, scale-covered, nauseous as charnel-houses,—shrieking, hissing, bellowing; interclashing their panoplies, rattling together the bones of dead men. Some belched flame through their nostrils; some made darkness about me with their wings; some wore chaplets of severed fingers; some drank serpent-venom from the hollows of their hands;—they were swine-headed; they were rhinoceros-headed or toad-headed; they assumed all forms that inspire loathing or affright."
Anthony(to himself).
"I also endured all that in other days!"
The Buddha."Then did he send me his daughters—beautiful with daintily painted faces, and wearing girdles of gold. Their teeth were whiter than the jasmine-flower; their thighs round as the trunk of an elephant. Some extended their arms and yawned, that they might so display the dimples of their elbows; some winked their eyes; some laughed; some half-opened their garments. There were blushing virgins, matrons replete with dignity, queens who came with great trains of baggage and of slaves."
Anthony(aside). "Ah! he too ..."
The Buddha. "Having vanquished the Demon, I nourished myself for twelve years with perfumes only;—and as I had acquired the five virtues, the five faculties, the ten forces, the eighteen substances, and had entered into the four spheres of the invisible world, Intelligence became mine! I became the Buddha."
Intelligence became mine! I became the Buddha.
Intelligence became mine! I became the Buddha.
Intelligence became mine! I became the Buddha.
(All the gods bow themselves down. Those having several heads, bend them all simultaneously. He lifts his mighty hand aloft, and resumes:)
"That I might effect the deliverance of beings, I have made hundreds of thousands of sacrifices! To the poor I gave robes of silk, beds, chariots, houses, heaps of gold and of diamonds. I gave my hands to the one-handed, my legs to the lame, my eyes to the blind;—even my head I severed for the sake of the decapitated. In the day that I was King, I gave away provinces;—when I was a Brahman I despised no one. When I was a solitary, I spake kindly words to the robber who slew me. When I was a tiger I allowed myself to die of hunger.
"And having, in this last existence, preached the law, nothing now remains forme to do. The great period is accomplished! Men, animals, the gods, the bamboos, the oceans, the mountains, the sand-grains of the Ganges, together with the myriad myriads of the stars,—all shall die;—and until the time of the new births, a flame shall dance upon the wrecks of worlds destroyed!"
(Then a great dizziness comes upon the gods. They stagger, fall into convulsions, and vomit forth their existences. Their crowns burst apart; their banners fly away. They tear off their attributes, their sexes, fling over their shoulders the cups from which they quaffed immortality, strangle themselves with their serpents, vanish in smoke;—and when all have disappeared...)
Hilarion(solemnly exclaims):
"Thou hast even now beheld the belief of many hundreds of millions of men."
(Anthony is prostrate upon the ground, covering his face with his hands. Hilarion, with his back turned to the cross, stands near him and watches him.
A considerable time elapses.
Then a singular being appears—having the head of a man upon the body of a fish.He approaches through the air, upright, beating the sand from time to time with his tail; and the patriarchal aspect of his face by contrast with his puny little arms, causes Anthony to laugh.)
Oannes(in a plaintive voice):
"Respect me! I am the contemporary of beginnings.
"I dwelt in that formless world where hermaphroditic creatures slumbered, under the weight of an opaque atmosphere, in the deeps of dark waters—when fingers, fins, and wings were blended, and eyes without heads were floating like mollusks, among human-headed bulls, and dog-footed serpents.
... and eyes without heads were floating like mollusks
... and eyes without heads were floating like mollusks
... and eyes without heads were floating like mollusks
"Above the whole of these beings,Omoroca, bent like a hoop, extended her woman-body. But Belus cleft her in two halves; with one he made the earth; with the other, heaven;—and the two equal worlds do mutually contemplate each other.
"I, the first consciousness ofChaos, arose from the abyss that I might harden matter, and give a law unto forms:—also I taught men to fish and to sow: I gave them knowledge of writing, and of the history of the gods.
I, the first consciousness of Chaos, arose from the abyss that I might harden matter, and give a law unto forms
I, the first consciousness of Chaos, arose from the abyss that I might harden matter, and give a law unto forms
I, the first consciousness of Chaos, arose from the abyss that I might harden matter, and give a law unto forms
"Since then I have dwelt in the deep pools left by the Deluge. But the desert grows vaster about them; the winds cast sand into them; the sun devours them;—and I die upon my couch of slime, gazing at the stars through the water. Thither I return!"
(He leaps and disappears in the Nile.)
Hilarion. "That is an ancient God of the Chaldæans!"
Anthony(ironically). "What, then, were those of Babylon?"
Hilarion. "Thou canst behold them!"
(And they find themselves upon the platform of a lofty quadrangular tower dominating six other towers, which, narrowing as they rise, form one monstrous pyramid. Far below a great black mass is visible—the city, doubtless—extending over the plains. The air is cold; the sky darkly blue; multitudes of stars palpitate above.
In the midst of the platform rises a column of white stone. Priests in linen robes pass and repass around it, so as to describe by their evolutions a moving circle; and with faces uplifted, they gaze upon thestars....)
Hilarion. (pointing out several of these stars to Anthony):
"There are thirty principal stars. Fifteen look upon the upper side of the earth; fifteen below. At regular intervals one shoots from the upper regions to those below; while another abandons the inferior deeps to rise to sublime altitudes ...
"Of the seven planets, two are beneficent; two evil; three ambiguous:—all things in the world depend upon the influence of these eternal fires. According to their position or movement presages may be drawn;—and here thou dost tread the most venerable place upon earth. Here Pythagoras and Zoroaster have met;—here for twelve thousand years these men have observed the skies that they might better learn to know the gods."
Anthony. "The stars are not gods."
Hilarion. "Aye, they say the stars are gods; for all things about us pass away;—the heavens only remain immutable as eternity."
Anthony. "Yet there is a master!"
Hilarion(pointing to the column):
"He! Belus!—the first ray, the Sun, theMale! The Other, whom he fecundates, is beneath him!"
(Anthony beholds a garden, illuminated by lamps:He finds himself in the midst of the crowd, in an avenue of cypress-trees. To right and left are little pathways leading to huts constructed within a wood of pomegranate trees, and enclosed by treillages of bamboo.
Most of the men wear pointed caps, and garments bedizened like the plumage of a peacock. But there are also people from the North clad in bearskins, nomads wearing mantles of brown wool, pallid Gangarides with long earrings;—and there seems to be as much confusion of rank as there is confusion of nations; for sailors and stone-cutters elbow the princes who wear tiaras blazing with carbuncles and who carry long canes with carven knobs. All proceed upon their way with dilated nostrils, absorbed by the same desire.
From time to time, they draw aside to make way for some long covered wagon drawn by oxen, or some ass jolting upon his back a woman bundled up in thick veils, who finally disappears in the direction of the cabins.
Anthony feels afraid; he half-resolves to turn back. But an unutterable curiosity takes possession of him, and draws him on.
At the foot of the cypress-trees there are ranks of women squatting upon deerskins, all wearing in lieu of diadem, a plaited fillet of ropes. Some, magnificently attired, loudly call upon the passers-by. Others, more timid, seek to veil their faces with their arms, while some matron standing behind them, their mother doubtless, exhorts them. Others, their heads veiled with a black shawl, and their bodies entirely nude, seem from afar off to be statues of flesh. As soon as a man has thrown some money upon their knees, they arise.
And the sound of kisses is heard under the foliage,—sometimes a great sharp cry.)
Hilarion. "These are the virgins of Babylon, who prostitute themselves to the goddess."
Anthony. "What goddess?"
Hilarion. "Behold her!"
(And he shows him at the further end of the avenue, upon the threshold of an illuminated grotto, a block of stone representing a woman.)
Anthony. "Ignominy!—how abominable to give a sex to God!"
Hilarion. "Thou thyself dost figure him in thy mind as a living person!"
(Anthony again finds himself in darkness.
He beholds in the air a luminous circle, poised upon horizontal wings. This ring of light, girdles like a loose belt, the waist of a little man wearing a mitre upon his head and carrying a wreath in his hand. The lower part of his figure is completely concealed by immense feathers outspreading about him like a petticoat.
It is—Ormuzd—the God of the Persians. He hovers in the air above, crying aloud:)
"I fear! I can see his monstrous jaws! I did vanquish thee, O Ahriman! But again thou dost war against me.
"First revolting against me, thou didst destroy the eldest of creatures, Kaiomortz, the Man-Bull. Then didst thou seduce the first human couple, Meschia and Meschiané; and thou didst fill all hearts with darkness, thou didst urge thy battalions against heaven!
"I also had mine own, the people of the stars; and from the height of my throne Icontemplated the marshalling of the astral hosts.
"Mithra, my son, dwelt in heavens inaccessible. There he received souls, from thence did he send them forth; and he arose each morning to pour forth the abundance of his riches.
"The earth reflected the splendour of the firmament. Fire blazed upon the crests of the mountains,—symbolizing that other fire of which I had created all creatures. And that the holy flame might not be polluted, the bodies of the dead were not burned; the beaks of birds carried them aloft toward heaven.
"I gave to men the laws regulating pastures, labour, the choice of wood for the sacrifices, the form of cups, the words to be uttered in hours of sleeplessness;—and my priests unceasingly offered up prayers, so that worship might be as the eternity of God in its endlessness. Men purified themselves with water; loaves were offered upon the altars, sins were confessed aloud.
"Homa[5]gave himself to men to be drank,that they might have his strength communicated to them while the Genii of heaven were combating the demons, the children of Iran were pursuing the serpents. The King, whom an innumerable host of courtiers served upon their knees, represented me in his person, and wore my coiffure. His gardens had the magnificence of a heaven upon earth; and his tomb represented him in the act of slaying a monster,—emblem of Good destroying Evil.
"For it was destined that I should one day definitely conquer Ahriman, by the aid of Time-without-limits.
"But the interval between us disappears;—the deep night rises! To me! ye Amschaspands, ye Izeds, ye Ferouers! Succor me, Mithra! seize thy sword! And thou, Kaosyac, who shall return for the universal deliverance, defend me! What!—none to aid! Ah! I die! Thou art the victor, Ahriman!"
(Hilarion, standing behind Anthony, restrainsa cry of joy;—andOrmuzdis swallowed up in the darkness.)
(Then appears:)
The Great Diana of Ephesus
(black with enamelled eyes, her elbows pressed to her side, her forearms extended, with hands open.
Lions crawl upon her shoulders; fruits, flowers, and stars intercross upon her bosom; further down three rows of breasts appear; and from her belly to her feet she is covered with a tightly fitting sheath from which bulls, stags, griffins, and bees, seem about to spring, their bodies half-protruding from it. She is illuminated by the white light emanating from a disk of silver, round as the full moon, placed behind her head.)
"Where is my temple? Where are my Amazons?
"What is this I feel?—I, the Incorruptible!—a strange faintness comes upon me!"...
(Her flowers wither, her over-ripe fruits become detached and fall. The lions and the bulls hang their heads; the deer foam at themouth, with a slimy foam, as though exhausted; the buzzing bees die upon the ground.
She presses her breasts, one after the other. All are empty! But under a desperate effort her sheath bursts. She seizes it by the bottom, like the skirt of a robe, throws her animals, her fruits, her flowers, into it,—then withdraws into the darkness.
And afar off there are voices, murmuring, growling, roaring, bellowing, belling. The density of the night is augmented by breaths. Drops of warm rain fall.)
Anthony. "How sweet the odour of the palm trees, the trembling of leaves, the transparency of springs! I feel the desire to lie flat upon the Earth that I might feel her against my heart; and my life would be reinvigorated by her eternal youth!"
(He hears the sound of castanets and of cymbals; and men appear, clad in white tunics with red stripes,—leading through the midst of a rustic crowd an ass, richly harnessed, its tail decorated with knots of ribbons, and its hoofs painted.
A box, covered with a saddle-cloth[6]ofyellow material shakes to and fro upon its back, between two baskets,—one receives the offerings contributed,—eggs, grapes, pears, cheeses, fowls, little coins; and the other basket is full of roses, which the leaders of the ass pluck to pieces as they walk before the animal, shedding the leaves upon the ground.
They wear earrings and large mantles; their locks are plaited, their cheeks painted, olive-wreaths are fastened upon their foreheads by medallions bearing figurines;—all wear poniards in their belts, and brandish ebony-handled whips, having three thongs to which osselets are attached.[7]
Those who form the rear of the procession, place upon the soil,—so as to remain upright as a candelabrum,—a tall pine, which burns at its summit, and shades under its lower branches a lamb.
The ass halts. The saddle-cloth is removed. Underneath appears a second covering of black felt. Then one of the men in white tunics begins to dance, rattling his crotali;—another, kneeling before the box, beats a tambourine and—)
The Oldest of the Band,begins:—
"Here is the Good Goddess, the Idæan of the mountains, the Great Mother of Syria! Come ye hither, good people all!
Here is the Good Goddess, the Idæan of the mountains
Here is the Good Goddess, the Idæan of the mountains
Here is the Good Goddess, the Idæan of the mountains
"She gives joy to men, she heals the sick; she sends inheritances; she satisfies the hunger of love!
"We bear her through the land, rain or shine, in fair weather, or in foul.
"Oft times we lie in the open air, and our table is not always well served. Robbers dwell in the woods. Wild beasts rush from their caverns. Slippery paths border the precipices. Behold her! behold her!"
(They lift off the covering; and a box is seen, inlaid with little pebbles.)
"Loftier than the cedars, she looks down from the blue ether. Vaster than the wind she encircles the world. Her breath is exhaled by the nostrils of tigers; the rumbling of her voice is heard beneath the volcanoes; her wrath is the tempest; the pallor of her face has whitened the moon. She ripens the harvest; by her the tree-bark swells with sap; she makes the beard to grow. Give her something; for she hates the avaricious!"
(The box opens; and under a little pavilionof blue silk appears a small image of Cybele—glittering with spangles, crowned with towers, and seated in a chariot of red stone, drawn by two lions, with uplifted paws.
The crowd presses forward to see.)
THE ARCHIGALLUS(continues):
"She loves the sound of resounding tympanums, the echo of dancing feet, the howling of wolves, the sonorous mountains and the deep gorges, the flower of the almond tree, the pomegranate and the green fig, the whirling dance, the snoring flute, the sugary sap, the salty tear,—blood! To thee, to thee!—Mother of the mountains!"
(They scourge themselves with their whips; and their chests resound with the blows;—the skins of the tambourines vibrate almost to bursting. They seize their knives; they gash their arms.)
"She is sorrowful; let us be sorrowful! Thereby your sins will be remitted. Blood purifies all—fling its red drops abroad like blossoms! She, the Great Mother, demands the blood of another creature—of a pure being!"
(The Archigallus raises his knife above the head of a lamb.)
Anthony(seized with horror):
"Do not slay the lamb!"
(There is a gush of purple blood. The priest sprinkles the crowd with it; and all—including Anthony and Hilarion—standing around the burning tree, silently watch the last palpitations of the victim.
A Woman comes forth from the midst of the priests; she resembles exactly the image within the little box.
She pauses, perceiving before her a Young Man wearing a Phrygian cap. His thighs are covered with a pair of narrow trousers, with lozenge-shaped openings here and there at regular intervals, closed by bow knots of coloured material. He stands in an attitude of languor, resting his elbow against a branch of the tree, holding a flute in his hand.)
Cybele(flinging her arms about his waist).
"I have traversed all regions of the earth to join thee—and famine ravaged the fields Thou hast deceived me! It matters not! I love thee! Warm my body in thine embrace! Let us be united!"
Atys. "The springtime will never again return, O eternal Mother! Despite my love, it is no longer possible for me to penetratethy essence! Would that I might cover myself with a painted robe like thine! I envy thy breasts, swelling with milk, the length of thy tresses, thy vast flanks that have borne and brought forth all creatures! Why am I not thou?—Why am I not a woman?—No, never! depart from me! My virility fills me with horror!"
(With a sharp stone he dismembers himself, and runs furiously from her ...
The priests imitate the god; the faithful do even as the priests. Men and women exchange garments, embrace;—and the tumult of bleeding flesh passes away, while the sound of voices remaining, becomes even more strident,—like the shrieking of mourners, like the voices heard at funerals.
... A huge catafalque, hung with purple, supports upon its summit an ebony bed, surrounded by torches and baskets of silver filagree, in which are verdant leaves of lettuce, mallow and fennel. Upon the steps of the construction, from summit to base, sit women all clad in black, with loosened girdles and bare feet, holding in their hands with a melancholy air, great bouquets of flowers.
At each corner of the estrade urns of alabaster,filled with myrrh, slowly send up their smoke.
Upon the bed can be perceived the corpse of a man. Blood flows from his thigh. One of his arms hangs down lifelessly;—and a dog licks his finger nails and howls.
The row of torches placed closely together, prevents his face from being seen; and Anthony feels a strange anguish within him. He fears lest he should recognize some one.
The sobs of the women cease—and after an interval of silence,)
All(psalmody together):
"Fair! fair!—all fair he is! Thou hast slept enough!—lift thy head!—arise!
"Inhale the perfume of our flowers—narcissus—blossoms and anemones, gathered in thine own gardens to please thee. Arouse thee! thou dost make us fear for thee!
"Speak to us! What dost thou desire? Wilt thou drink wine?—wilt thou lie in our beds?—dost wish to eat the honeycakes which have the form of little birds?
"Let us press his lips,—kiss his breast! Now!—now!—dost thou not feel our ring-laden fingers passing over thy body?—and our lips that seek thy mouth?—and ourtresses that sweep thy thighs? O faint God, deaf to our prayers!"
(They cry aloud, and rend their faces with their nails; then all rush,—and the howling of the dog continues in the silence.)
"Alas! alas! Woe!—the black blood trickles over his snowy flesh! See! his knees writhe!—his sides sink in! The bloom of his face hath dampened the purple. He is dead, dead! O weep for him! Lament for him!"
(In long procession they ascend to lay between the torches the offerings of their several tresses, that seem from afar off like serpents, black or blond;—and the catafalque is lowered gently to the level of, a grotto,—the opening of a shadowy sepulchre that yawns behind it.
Then—)
A Woman(bends over the corpse. Her long hair, uncut, envelopes her from head to feet. She sheds tears so abundantly that her grief cannot be as that of the others, but more than human—infinite!
Anthony dreams of the Mother of Jesus. She speaks:—)
"Thou didst emerge from the Orient, and didst take me, all trembling with the dew, intothy arms, O Sun! Doves fluttered upon the azure of thy mantle; our kisses evoked low breezes among the foliage; and I abandoned myself wholly to thy love, delighting in the pleasure of my weakness.
"Alas! alas—Why didst thou depart, to run upon the mountains! A boar did wound thee at the time of the autumnal equinox!
"Thou art dead; and the fountains weep,—the trees bend down. The wind of winter whistles through the naked brushwood.
"My eyes are about to close, seeing that darkness covers them! Now thou dwellest in the underworld near the mightiest of my rivals.
"O Persephone, all that is beautiful descends to thee, never to return!"
(Even while she speaks, her companions lift the dead, to place him within the sepulchre. He remains in their hands! It was only a waxen corpse.
Wherefore Anthony feels something resembling relief.
All vanish;—and the hut, the rocks, and the cross reappear.
But upon the other side of the Nile, Anthonybeholds a Woman, standing in the midst of the desert.
She retains in her hand the lower part of a long black veil that hides all her face; supporting with her left arm a little child to whom she is giving suck. A great ape crouches down in the sand beside her.
She uplifts her head toward heaven; and in spite of the great distance, her voice is distinctly heard:)
Isis. "O Neith, Beginning of all things! Ammon, Lord of Eternity; Pthah, demiurgos; Thoth, his intelligence; gods of the Amenthi, particular triads of the Nomes,—falcons in the azure of heaven, sphinxes before the temples, ibises perched between the horns of oxen, planets, constellations, shore, murmurs of the wind, gleams of the light,—tell me where I may find Osiris.
"I have sought him in all the canals and all the lakes—aye, further yet, even to Phœnician Byblos. Anubis, with ears pricked up, leaped about me, and yelped, and thrust his muzzle searchingly into the tufts of the tamarinds.
"Thanks, good Cynocephalos—thanks to thee!"
(She gives the ape two or three friendly little taps upon the head.)
"Hideous Typhon, the red-haired slew him, tore him in pieces! We have found all his members. But I have not that which rendered me fecund!"
(She utters wild lamentations.)
Anthony(is filled with fury. He casts stones at her, reviles her.)
"Begone! thou shameless one!—Begone!"
Hilarion. "Nay! respect her! Her religion was the faith of thy fathers!—thou didst wear her amulets when thou wert a child in the cradle!"
Isis. "In the summers of long ago, the inundation drove the impure beasts into the desert. The dykes were opened, the boats dashed against each other; the panting earth drank the river with the intoxication of joy. Then, O God, with the horns of the bull, thou didst lie upon my breast, and then was heard, the lowings of the Eternal Cow!
"The seasons of sowing and reaping, of threshing and of vintage, followed each other in regular order with the years. In the eternal purity of the nights, broad stars beamed and glowed. The days were bathedin never-varying splendour. Like a royal couple the Sun and the Moon appeared simultaneously, at either end of the horizon.
"Then did we both reign above a sublimer world, twin-monarchs, wedded within, the womb of eternity—he bearing a concupha-headed sceptre; I, the sceptre that is tipped with a lotus-flower; both of us erect with hands joined; and the crumblings of empires affected not our attitude.
"Egypt extended, below us, monumental and awful, long-shaped like the corridor of a temple; with obelisks on the right, pyramids on the left, and its labyrinth in the midst. And everywhere were avenues of monsters, forests of columns, massive pylons flanking gates summit-crowned with the mysterious globe—the globe of the world, between two wings.
"The animals of her Zodiac also existed in her pasture lands; and filled her mysterious writing with their forms and colours. Divided into twelve regions as the year is divided into-twelve months—each month, each day also having its own god—she reproduced the immutable order of heaven. And man even in dying changed not his face; but saturatedwith perfumes, invulnerable to decay, he lay down to sleep for three thousand years in another and silent Egypt.
"And that Egypt, vaster than the Egypt of the living, extended beneath the earth.
"Thither one descended by dark stairways leading into halls where were represented the joys of the good, the tortures of the wicked, all that passes in the third and invisible world. Ranged along the wall the dead in their painted coffins awaited their turn; and the soul, exempted from migrations, continued its heavy slumber until the awakening into a new life.
"Nevertheless, Osiris sometimes came to see me. And by his ghost I became the mother of Harpocrates."
(She contemplates the child.)
"Aye! it is he. Those are his eyes; those are his locks, plaited into ram horns! Thou shalt recommence his works. We shall bloom again like the lotus. I am still the Great Isis!—none has yet lifted my veil! My fruit is the Sun!