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4b - THE SWORD OF SONG
CALLED BY CHRISTIANS
THE BOOK OF THE BEAST
1904
FOOLS
WHO BY THEIR SHORT-SIGHTED STUPIDITY IN
ATTEMPTING TO BOYCOTT THIS BOOK
HAVE WITLESSLY AIDED THE
CAUSE OF TRUTH
I DEDICATE THESE MY BEST WORDS
[This book'18 so full of iecondite knowledge of various kinds that it seems quite ineffective
to annotate every obscure passage Where references and explanations can be concisely given,
this has been done.]
“YOU are sad !” the Knight said, in an harder than ever!” she said to herself, and
anxious tone; “let me sing you a song to then, looking determinedly intelligent " So :
“Never mind,” said the mild creature. tions,’ The Management of Retorts,’ and
‘
“Some people call it ‘ Reason in Rhyme.’ ” other physical works of the first order—but
“But which 2'3 the name of the song?” that’s only what it’s called, you know.”
Alice said, trying not to seem too interested. “ Well, what 2'5 the song then?” said
“Ah, you don’t understand,” the Knight Alice, who was by this time completely be-
said, looking a little vexed. “ That’s What wildered.
the name is called. The name really 2'5 “If I wished to be obscure, child,” said
‘Ascension Day and Pentecost ; with some the Knight, rather contemptuously, “ I should
Prose Essays and an Epilogue,’ just as the tell you that the Name of the Title was What
‘
title is ‘ The Sword of Song’ you know, just a man of 95 ought to know,’ as endorsed by
in the same way, just in the same way. just eminent divines, and that . . .” Seeing that
in the same way . . .” she only began to cry, he broke off and con-
Alice put her fingers in her ears and gave tinued in a gentler tone: “it means, my dear
a little scream. “Oh, dear me That’s !
.” He stopped short, for she was taking
no notice; but as her figure was bent by
* This
passage is a parody on one in “ Alice sobs into something very like a note m- of
through the Looking-Glass.” terrogation “You want to know what it is,
:
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INTRODUCTION I41
Raise the duped herd—they have suffered rity of which he firmly believed, Philo borrowed
lon !
from the Stoics (who had been in like straits
in respect of Greek mythology) that great
Awake, awake, O Sword of Song !
Excalibur which they had forged with infinite
pains and skill—the method of allegorical in-
My strength this agony of the age terpretation. This mighty two-handed engine
‘
Win through ; my music charm the old at the door' of the theologian is warranted to
Sorrow of years : my warfare wage make a speedy end of any and every moral or
By iron to an age of gold :— intellectual difficulty, by showing that, taken
The world is old, and I am strong— allegorically, or, as it is otherwise said, poeti-
‘
If the student has advanced spiritually so This may be purgatory, but it sounds not
that he can internally, infallibly perceive unlike reincarnation.
what is Truth, he will find it equally well It is at least a denial of the doctrine of
symbolised in most external faiths. eternal punishment.
It is curious that Browning never turns his As for myself, I took the first step years
wonderful faculty of analysis upon the funda— ago, quite in ignorance of what the last
mental problems of religion, as it were an would lead to. God is indeed cut away——
axe laid to the root of the Tree of Life. It a cancer from the breast of truth.
seems quite clear that he knew what would Of those philosophers, who from unas-
result if he did so. We cannot help fancying sailable premisses draw by righteous de-
that he was unwilling to do this. The proof duction a conclusion against God, and then
of his knowledge I find in the following for His sake overturn their whole structure
lines :-—- by an act of will, like a child breaking an
“ I have read much, thought much, experi- ingenious toy, I take Mansel as my type.*
enced much, Now, however, let us consider the esoteric
Yet would die rather than avow my fear idea-mongers of Christianity, Swedenborg,
The Naples’ liquefaction may be false . Anna Kingsford, Deussen and the like, of
I hear you recommend, I might at least whom I have taken Caird as my example.
Eliminate, decrassify my faith I wish to unmask these people: I perfectly
Since I adopt it: keeping what I must
And leaving what I can such points as this . . agree with nearly everything they say, but
; .
their claim to be Christians is utterly con-
Still, when you bid me purify the same,
To such a process I discern no end . . fusing, and lends a lustre to Christianity
.
First cut the liquefaction, what comes last which is quite foreign. Deussen, for ex-
But Fichte’s clever cut at God himself? . . ample, coolly discards nearly all the Old
I trust nor hand, nor eye, nor heart, nor brain Testament, and, picking a few New Testa-
To stop betimes they all get drunk alike.
: ment passages, often out of their context,
The first step, I am master not to take.” claims his system as Christianity. Luther
This is surely the apotheosis of wilful discards James. Kingsford calls Paul the
ignorance! We may think, perhaps, that Arch Heretic. My friend the “Christian
Browning is “hedging” when, in the last Clergyman ” accepted Mark and Acts—until
paragraph, he says: “ For Blougram, he pushed. Yet Deussen is honest enough to
believed, say, half he spoke,” * and hints at admit that Vedanta teaching is identical, but
some deeper ground. It is useless to say, clearer! and he quite clearly and sensibly
“This is Blougram and not Browning.” defines Faith ——surely the most essential
Browning could hardly have described the quality for the adherent to Christian dogma
dilemma without seeing it. What he really —as “being convinced on insufficient evi-
believes is, perhaps, a mystery. dence.” Similarly the dying-to-live idea of
That Browning, however, believes in Hegel (and Schopenhauer) claimed by Caird
universal salvation, though he nowhere (so as the central spirit of Christianity is far
far as I know) gives his reasons, save as they older, in the Osiris Myth of the Egyptians.
are summarised in the last lines of the These ideas are all right, but they have no
below-quoted passage, is evident from the more to do with Christianity than the Metric
last stanza of “ Apparent Failure,” and from System with the Great Pyramid. But see
his final pronouncement of the Pope on Piazzi Smyth l + Henry Morley has even the
Guido, represented in Browning’s master- audacity to claim Shelley—ShelleyI—as a
piece as a Judas without the decency to Christian “in spirit.”
hang himself. Talking of Shelleyszith regard to my
“ So (i.e., by suddenness of fate) may the open denial of the personal Christian God,
truth be flashed out by one blow, may it not be laid to my charge that I have
dared to voice in bald language what Shelley
And Guido see one instant and be saved.
* As
Else I avert my face nor follow him represented by his Encyclopaediaarticle;
Into that sad obscure sequestered state not in such works as “ Limits of Religious
Where God unmakes but to remake the soul Thought.”——A. C.
1- An astronomer whose brain
He else made first in vain which must not be.”
:
gave way. He
prophesied the end of the world in 1881, from
* Probably a record for a bishop—A. C. measurements made the Great Pyramid.
in
INTRODUCTION 143
sang in words of surpassing beauty: for of Ι must apologise (perhaps) for the ner
course the thought in one. or two passages of note of frivolity in my work: due doubtless
this poem is practically identical with that in to the frivolity of my subject: these poems
certain parts of “ Queen Mab ” and “ Prome- being written when I was an Advaitist and
theus Unbound.” But the very beauty of could not see why—everything being an
these poems (especially the latter) is its illusion—there should be any particular ob-
weakness: it is possible that the mind of ject in doing or thinking anything. How I
the reader, lost in the sensuous, nay! even have found the answer will be evident from
in the moral beauty of the words, may fail my essay on this subject.* I must indeed
to be impressed by their most important apologise to the illustrious Shade of Robert
meaning. Shelley himself recognised this Browning for my audacious parody in title,
later : hence the direct and simple vigour of style, and matter of his “ Christmas Eve and
the “ Masque of Anarchy.” Easter Day.” The more I read it the
It has often puzzled atheists how a man of eventual anticlimax of that wonderful poem
Milton’s genius could have written as he did irritated me only the more. But there is
of Christianity. But we must not forget hardly any poet living or dead who so com-
that Milton lived immediately after the most mands alike my personal affection and moral
important Revolution in Religion and Politics admiration. My desire to find the Truth
of modern times: Shelley on the brink of will be my pardon with him, whose whole
such another Political upheaval. Shake-. life was spent in admiration of Truth, though
speare alone sat enthroned above it all like he never turned its formidable engines against
a god, and is not lost in the mire of contro- the Citadel of the Almighty.
versy.* This also, though “ I’m no Shakes- If I be appealed of blasphemy or irreve-
peare, as too probable,” I have endeavoured rence in my treatment of these subjects, I
to avoid : yet I cannot but express the hope will take refuge in Browning’s own apology,
that my own enquiries into religion may from the very poem I am attacking:
be the reflection of the spirit of the age;
and that plunged as we are in the midst of “ I have done and if any blames me,
:
jingoism and religious revival, we may be Thinking that merely to touch in brevity
standing on the edge of some gigantic The tOpics I dwell on were unlawful—
Or worse, that I trench with undue levity
precipice, over which we may cast all our On the bounds of the holy and the awful—
impedimenta of lies and trickeries, political, I praise the heart and pity the head of him,
social, moral, and religious, and (ourselves) And refer myself to Thee, instead of him,
take wings and fly. The comparison be- Who head and heart alike discernest,
tween myself and the masters of English Looking below light speech we utter
thought I have named is unintentional, Where frothy spume and frequent splutter
"
though perhaps unavoidable; and though Prove that the soul’s depths boil in earnest !
[
ASCENSION DAY
What is Truth? The life to live? The thought to think? Shall I take refuge
äid jeïting
ilate. but
In a tower like once Childe Roland [: 7 found, blind, deaf, huge, 10
Crowley waits Or ln
.
that forest of two hundred thousand
for an answer-Jr Trees,8 fit alike to shelter man and mouse, and—
Shall I say God? Be patient, your Reverence,9
I warrant you’ll journey a wiser man ever hence I
Let’s tap (like the negro who gets a good juice of it, 15
Browning’s
5111111118”- Death’s be God’s glory ? discuss With Euripides ! 30
Or, heaven’s sun bake us, while Earth’s bugs and fleas kill us,
Love the God’s scourge? I refer you to Aeschylus !
* Crowley’s mother.
ASCENSION DAY 147
Of
ἑἓἓἓξῃἷξξἓ As by a'posset of Hunyadi38
defies his uncle. Clear mind I
Was Soudan of the Mahd1.
Not cleared by Kitchener? Ah, Tchhup I
Such strains !
Such music as once Sadi
Made Persia ring with Ι who fish up
I
in poet’s I)
strictures. And others of the self-same kidney :—
How different from Sir Philip Sidney I
Exactly !
Grown my mental stature,
I ponder much but never yet
:
Belief.
Call them idolaters and blind !
owing to re-
Is needful : that I grant again. proaches of
Did they at last in glory live, bard-
580 Satan and Judas 69 might forgive
The middle time of misery,
Forgive the wrong creation first
Or evolution’s iron key
Did them—provided they are passed
585 Beyond all change and pain at last
Out of this universe accurst.
But otherwise ! I lift my voice,
Deliberately take my choice
Promethean, eager to rejoice,
590 In the grim protest’s joy to revel
Betwixt Iscariot and the Devil,
Throned in their midst No pain to feel,
!
Ay !
Let him rise and answer me, Ethical and
600 That false creative Deity, eloquent de"
nunc1ation of
Whence came his right to rack the Earth
_ ͵
Christian Cos—
With pangs of death,70 disease, and birth : 1110801137-
time ?
Reflections on Now, other celebrations fit
the weather, The time, another song shall flit
proper to be- Reponsive to another tune.
ginning a con-
versation in September’s shadow falls on June,
English. But dull N ovember’s darkest day
Is lighted by the sun of May. 10
He taught me A, he taught me E,
He stopped my baccy 17 and my tea.
He taught me Y, he taught me Z,
He made strange noises in my head.
He taught me that, he taught me this, 75
Though his mills may grind slowly—what says the old hymn? 33
Tune, Limerick !
Author? My memory’s dim.
The corn said “ You sluggard l”
The mill “You may tug hard,” (or lug hard, or plug hard ;
I forget the exact Rhyme ; that’s a fact) 175
“ lfI want to grind slowly I shall,”
A quainter old fable one rarely is able
To drag from its haunt in the—smoke room or stable !
Buddhism.
Confer A. Crowley, “ Berashith.”
But hear The Christian is a Dualist
!
;
PENTECOST I71
Of thought !
How ends the brave B.D.,
350 Summarising Ontology?
“This talk of ‘Real’ is a wraith.
Our minds are lost in war of word ;
The whole affair is quite absurd——
Behold the righteous claims of Faith !"
!
᾿“
Ekam Advaita ” 44 one, not two
! !
Olympus in a nutshell! I
Have a superior faculty
To reasoning, which makes absurd,
Unthinkable and wicked too,
380 A great deal that I know is true !
Ah !
O visionless abode !
Cease Cease
! !
An explanation different
For this particular event.
Though surely I may find it queer
That you should talk of self-hypnosis,
595 When your own faith so very close is
To similar experience ;
Lies, in a word, beneath suspicion
To ordinary common sense
And logic’s emery attrition.
600 I take, however, as before
Your own opinions, and demand
Some test by which to understand
Huxley’s piano-talk,* and find
If my hypnosis may not score
605 A point against the normal mind.
(As you are pleased to term it, though I
Here’s a test !
A test. The
610 What in your whole life is the best artist’s concen-
tration on his
Of all your memories ? They say work.
You paint—I think you should one day
Take me to see your Studio——
Tell me, when all your work goes right,
Painted to match some inner light,
What of the outer world you know !
machina. Pon-
Yet, being an illiterate man, tius Pilate as a
705 Not his to balance or to scan, ääïgey Magls'
Το call God stupid or unjust
᾽
!
Aum !
Aum let us meditate aright
!
NOTE TO INTRODUCTION
1
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. advanced views—an imperative necessity, if
we consider the political situation, and the
AN APPRECIATION. virginal mask under which Queen Bess hid the
BY ALEISTER CROWLEY.*
grotesque and hideous features of a Messaline.
Clearly so, since but for this concealment even
our Shakespearian scholars would have dis—
IT is a lamentable circumstance that so many covered so patent a fact. In some plays, too, of
colossal brains (W. Η. Mallock, &c.) have course, the poet dealswith less dangerous topics.
been hitherto thrown away in attacking what is These are truly conventional, no doubt; we
after all a problem of mere academic interest, may pass them by; they are foreign to our
the authorship of the plays our fathers accepted purpose; but we will take that stupendous
as those of Shakespeare. To me it seems of example of literary subterfuge—King Lear.
immediate and vital importance to do for Let me digress to the history of my own
Shakespeare what Verrall has done so ably converSIOn.
for Euripides. The third tabernacle must be Syllogistically,——All great men (e.g. Shaw)
filled Shaw and “ the Human ” must have their
;
are agnostics and subverters of morals. Shake-
Superhuman companion. (This is not a scale :
speare was a great man. Therefore Shakespeare
pithecanthropoid innuendo is to deprecated.) was an agnostic and a subverter of morals.
Till now—as I write the sun bursts forth priori this is then certain. But——
suddenly from a cloud, as if heralding the Who killed Rousseau?
literary somersault of the twentieth century—— I, said Huxley
we have been content to accept Shakespeare as
orthodox, with common sense moral to a fault, (Like Robinson Crusoe),
With arguments true,—so
;
William is the morning star to Ibsen’s dawn, Where would a man naturally hide his greatest
and Bernard Shaw's effulgence. treasure? In his most perfect treasure-house.
The superficial, the cynical, the misanthropic Where shall we look for the truest thought
will demand proof of such a statement. Let it of a great poet? In his greatest poem.
be our contemptuous indulgence to afford them What is Shakespeare's greatest play? King
what they ask. Lear.
May I premisethat, mentally obsessed, mono— In King Lear, then, we may expect the final
maniac indeed, as we must now consider statement of the poet’s mind. The passage
Shakespeare to have been on these points, he that first put me on the track of the amazing
was yet artful enough to have concealed his discovery for which the world has to thank me
* The lamented decease of the above gentleman
is to be found in Act I. Sc. ii. 11. 132—149:—
"יThis is the excellent foppery of the world,?
forbids all hope (save through the courtesy of Sir
Oliver Lodge) of the appearance of the companion that, when we are sick in fortune,——often the?
article—«A. C. surfeit of our own behaviour,—we make guilty?
185
186 THE SWORD OF SONG
of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the of-Paris, stick-in-the-mud our scholars have
stars; as if we were villains by necessity, always made him.
fools by heavenly compulsion,knaves, thieves, Edmund being the hero, Regan and Goneril
and treachers by spherical predominance, must be the heroines. So nearly equal are
drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced their virtues and beauties that our poet cannot
obedience of planetary influence; and all that make up his mind which shall possess him——
we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an besides which, he Wishes to drive home his
admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay arguments in favour of polygamy.
his goatish disposition to the charge of a star !
But the great theme of the play is of course
My father compounded with my mother under filial duty; on this everything will turn. Here
the dragon's tail, and my nativity was under is a test:
ursa major; so that it follows I am rough and W/zeneoer iliis question is discussed, Zet us
lecherous. ’Sfoot! I should have been that I see who speaks the language of sense, and who
am had the maidenliest star in the firmament that of draggZe-tailed emotionalism and tejiz'a’
twinkled on my bastardizing.” melodrama.
If there is one sound philosophical dictum in In the first scene the heroines, who do not
the play, it is this. (I am not going to argue care for the old fool their father—as how could
with astrologers in the twentieth century.) any sane women? Remember Shakespeare is
It is one we can test. On questions of here about to show the folly of filial love as
morality and religion opinions veer; but if such-feel compelled, by an act of gracious
Shakespeare was a leader of thought, he saw generosity to a man they despise, yet pity, to
through the humbug of the star-gazers if not,
;
say what they think will please the dotard’s
he was a credulous fool; not the one man of vanity. Also no doubt the sound commercial
his time, not a “debauched genius” (for Sir instinct was touched by Lear’s promise to
R. Burton in this phrase has in a sense antici- make acres vary as words, and they deter-
pated my discovery) but a mere Elizabethan. mined to make a final effort to get some par—
This the greatest poet of all time? Then snips buttered after all.
we must believe that Gloucester was right, and Shakespeare (it is our English boast) was no
that eclipses caused the fall of Lear Observe
!
long—haired squiggle self—yclept hard; but a
that before this Shakespeare has had a sly business man—see Bishop Blougram’s appre-
dig or two at magic. In King fo/zn, “ My ciation of him as such.
lord, they say five moons were seen to-night” Shall we suppose him to have deliberately
——but there is no eyewitness. So in Maooet/z. blackguarded in another his own best qualities?
In a host of spiritual suggestion there is always Note, too, the simple honesty of the divine
the rational sober explanation alongside to sisters! Others, more subtle, would have
discredit the folly of the supernatural. suspected a trap, arguing that such idiocy as
Shakespeare is like his own Touchstone; Lear’s could not be genuine—Cordelia, the
he uses his folly as a stalking—horse, and under Madame Humbert of the play, does so; her
the presentation of that he shoots his wit. over-cleverness leaves her stranded: yet by a
Here, however, the mask is thrown off for certain sliminess of dissimulation, the oiliness
any but the utterly besotted Edmund’s speech
; .of frankness, the pride that apes humility, she
stands up in the face of all time as truth; it does catch the best king going. Yet it avails
challenges the acclamation of the centuries. her little. She is hanged like the foul Vivien
Edmund is then the hero; more, he is she is.)e
Shakespeare’s own portrait of himself; his Cordelia’s farewell to her sisters shows up
ways are dark— (and, alas! his tricks are the characters of the three in strong relief.
vain !)~for why? For the fear of the conven— Cordelia—withouta scrap of evidence to go on
tional world about him. —accuses her sisters of hypocrisy and cruelty.
He is illegitimate: Shakespeare is no true (This could not have previously existed, or
child of that age, but born in defiance of it and Lear would not have been deceived.)
its prejudices. Regan gravely rebukes her; recommends, as
Having taken this important step, let us it were, a course of Six Easy Lessons in Mind-
slew round the rest of the play to fit it. If it * I use the word Vivien provisionally, pending the
fits, the law of probability comes to our aid; appearance of an essay to prove that Lord Tennyson
every coincidence multiplies the chance of our was in secret an ardent reformer of our lax modern
correctness in ever increasing proportion. We morals. No doubt, there is room for this. Vivien
shall see—and you may look up your Proctor was perfectly right about the “cycle of strumpets
——that if the stars are placed just so by chance and scoundrels whom Mr. Tennyson has set revolv-
ing round the figure of his central wittol,” and she
not law, then also it may be possible that was the only one with the courage to say so, and the
Shakespeare was the wool—combing, knock- brains to strip off the barbarous glitter from an idiotic
kneed, camel-backed, church-going, plaster- and phantom chivalry.
NOTES 187
ing Her Own Business; and surely it was plainest sense we are likely to hear for the rest
unparalleled insolence on the part of a dis— of our lives; then, with the prettiest humour
missed girl to lecture her more favoured sister in the world takes the cue of his father’s ab-
on the very point for which she herself was at surdity, and actually plays it on his enemy.
that moment being punished. It is the spite Edgar’s leg is not so easily pulled—(“How
of baffled dissimulation against triumphant long have you been a sectary astronomical ? "
honesty. Goneril adds a word of positive 11. 169, I7o)—and the bastard hero, taking
advice. “You,” she says in effect, “who alarm, gets right down to business.
prate of duty thus, see you show it to him unto In Scene iii. we ,find Lear’s senile dementia
whom you owe it.” taking the peculiarly loathsome forms familiar
That this advice is wasted is clear from Act to alienists—this part of my subject is so un-
V. Sc. iii., where the King of France takes pleasant that I must skim over it; I only
the first trivial opportunity* to be free of the mention it to show how anxious Shakespeare
vile creature he had so foolishly married. is to show his hidden meaning, otherwise his
Cordelia goes, and the sisters talk together. naturally delicate mind would have avoided
Theirs is the language of quiet sorrow for an the depiction of such phenomena.
old man’s failing mind; yet a most righteous All this prepares us for Scene iv., in which
determination not to allow the happiness of we get a glimpse of the way Lear's attendants
the English people to depend upon his whims. habitually behave. Oswald, who treats Lear
Bad women would have rejoiced in the banish- throughout with perfect respect, and only
ment of Kent, whom they already knew to be shows honest independence in refusing to obey
their enemy; these truly good women regret a man who is not his master, is insulted in
it. “Such unconstant starts are we like to language worthier of a bargee than a king and;
have from him as this of Kent’s banishment” when he remonstrates in dignified and temper—
(Act I. Sc. i. 11. 304—5). ate language is set upon by the ruffianly Kent.
In Scene ii. Edmund is shown; he feels Are decent English people to complain when
himself a man, more than Edgar: a clear- Goneril insists that this sort of thing shall not
headed, brave, honourable man; but with no occur in a royal house? She does so, in lan—
maggots. The injustice of his situation strikes guage nobly indignant, yet restrained Lear, in
:
him ;he determines not to submitti- the hideous, impotent rage of senility, calls her
This is the attitude of a strong man, and —-his own daughter—a bastard (no insult to
a righteous one. Primogeniture is wrong her, but to himself or his wife, mark ye well !).
enough; the other shame, no fault of his, Albany enters—a simple, orderly—minded man ;
would make the blood of any free man boil. he must not be confused with Cornwall; he is
Gloucester enters, and exhibits himself as a at the last Lear’s dog; yet even he in decent
prize fool by shouting in disjointed phrases what measured speech sides with his wife. Is Lear
everybody knew. Great news it is, of course, quieted? No! He utters the most horrible
and on discovering Edmund, he can think of curse, not excepting that of Count Cenci, that
nothing more sensible than to ask for more! a father ever pronounced. Incoherent threats
“ Kent banished thus And France in choler
!
succeed to the boilings-over of the hideous
parted! And the king gone to-night! sub- malice of a beastly mind; but a hundred
scrib’d his power! Confin’d to exhibition! knights are a hundred knights, and a threat is
All this done upon the gad! Edmund, how a threat. Goneril had not fulfilled her duty to
now! What news?” (Act I. Sc. ii. 11. 23—26). herself, to her people, had she allowed this
Edmund “forces a card” by the simple monster of mania to go on.
device of a prodigious hurry to hide it. Glou- I appeal to the medical profession; if one
cester gives vent to his astrological futilities, doctor will answer me that a man using Lear’s
and falls to anxiomania in its crudest form,— language should be allowed control of a hun-
“ We have seen the best of our time: machi- dred armed ruffians [in the face of Kent’s
nations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous behaviour we know what weight to attach to
disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves" Lear’s defence: “ Detested kite! thou liest"
(Sc. ii. 11. 125—127). (I. iv. 1. 286)], should ever be allowed outside a
Edmund, once rid of him, gives us the regularly appointed madhouse, I will cede the
point, and retire myself into an asylum.
* He leaves her in charge of Marshal Le Fer, In fact, Lear is going mad; the tottering
whom alone he could trust to be impervious to her intellect, at no time strong (“ 'Tis the infirmity
wiles, he being devoted to another; for, as an in- of age; yet he hath ever but slenderly known
valuable contemporary MS. has it; “ Seccotine colle himself,” I. i. 11. 296—7), is utterly cast down by
meme Le Fer.”
` ןThis may be, but I think should not be, used as? drink and debauchery : he even. sees it himself,
an argument to prove the poet an illegitimate son of? and with a pointless bestiality from the Foo],
Queen Elizabeth.? fit companion for the—kingu—and in that word
188 THE SWORD OF SONG
we see all the concentrated loathing of the true half a useless company of retainers. Is this
Shakespeare for a despotism, massed in one wrong (even were it a wrong) such as to justify
lurid. flame, phantasmagoric horror, the grim the horrible curses of ll. 164—168, “All the
First Act rolls down. stor’d vengeances of heaven fall On her ingrate-
ful top Strike her young bones, You taking
!
Reg. ‘I pray you, sir, take patience. I have “ King Lear got caught in the rain—let us
hope’”) (ll. 130—139), an excusable speech, at go and kill a million men! ” is an argument
the first hint that he is not to have it all his not much understood of Radical Clubs, and
own way, falls a-cursing again like the veriest even Jingos would pause, did they but take the
drab or scullion Hamlet ever heard. precaution of indulging in a mild aperient
Here is a man, deprived on just cause of before recording their opinions.
NOTES 189
the impossible, the already violated in the would be easy to argue with Hegel-Huxley
act of commanding, but a bitter commentary that he who thinks of an act comm1ts it (cf.
on the foul evil of this aimless, hopeless Jesus also in this connection, though he only
universe, this compact of misery, meanness, knows the creative value of desire), and that
and cruelty. Let us pass on. since A and not-A are mutually limiting,
therefore interdependent, therefore identical,
THE SECOND PRECEPT. he who forbids an act commits it; but I
feel that this is no place for metaphysical hair-
The Second Precept is directed against theft. splitting; let us prove what we have to prove
Theft is the appropriation to one’s own use in the plainest way.
of that to which another has ,a right. Let us I would premise in the first place that to
see therefore whether—or no the Buddha was commit adultery in the Divorce Court sense
a thief. The answer of course is in the is not here in question.
affirmative. For to issue a command is to It assumes too much proprietary right of a
attempt to deprive another of his most precious man over a woman, that root of all abomina-
possession—the right to do as he will; that tion!—the whole machinery of inheritance,
is, unless, with the predestinarians, we hold
that action is determined absolutely, in which property, and all the labyrinth of law.
We may more readily suppose that the
case, of course, a command is as absurd as Buddha was (apparently at least) condemning
it is unavoidable. Excluding this folly, there— incontinence.
fore, we may conclude that if the command We know that Buddha had abandoned his
be obeyed—and those of Buddha have gained home; true, but Nature has to be reckoned
a far larger share of obedience than those of with. Volition is no necessary condition of
any other teacher—the Enlightened One was offence. “ I didn’t mean to” is a poor excuse
not only a potential but an actual thief. for an officer failing to obey an order.
Further, all voluntary action limits in some Enough of this-vin any case a minor ques-
degree, however minute, the volition of others. tion since even on the lowest moral grounds—
;
If I breathe, I diminish the stock of oxygen and we, I trust, soar higher l—the error in
available on the planet. In those far distant question may be resolved into a mixture of
ages when Earth shall be as dead as the moon murder, theft, and intoxication. (We consider
is to-day, my breathing now will have robbed
the last under the Fifth Precept.)
some being then living of the clearest necessity
of life.
That the theft is minute, incalculablytrifling, THE FOURTH PRECEPT.
is no answer to the moralist, to whom degree
is not known; nor to the scientist, who sees
Here we come to what in a way is the
the chain of nature miss no link. fundamental joke of these precepts. A com—
mand is not a lie, of course; possibly cannot
If, on the other hand, the store of energy
in the universe be indeed constant (whether be; yet surelyI an allegorical order
is one in
infinite or no), if personality be indeed delusion, essence, and have no longer a shadow of a
doubt that these so-called “precepts” are a
then theft becomes impossible, and to forbid Species of savage practical joke.
it is absurd. We may argue that even so
Apart from this there can hardly be much
temporary theft may exist; and that this is doubt, when critical exegesis has done its
so is to my mind no doubt the case. All damnedest on the Logia of our Lord, that
theft is temporary, since even a millionaire Buddha did at some time commit himself to
must die; also it is universal, since even a some statement. “(Something called) Con-
Buddha must breathe. sciousness exists” is, said Huxley, the irre—
THE THIRD PRECEPT.
ducible minimum of the pseudo-syllogism,
false even 'for an enthymeme, “ Cogito, ergo
This precept, against adultery, I shall touch sum!” This proposition he bolsters up by
but lightly. Not that I consider the subject stating that whoso should pretend to doubt it,
unpleasant—far from it !——but since the English would thereby but confirm it. Yet might it
section of my readers, having unclean minds, not be said “(Something called) Consciousness
will otherwise find a fulcrum therein for their appears to itself to exist,” since Consciousness
favourite game of slander. Let it suffice if is itself the only witness to that confirmation?
I say that the Buddha—in spite of the ridicu- Not that even now we can deny some kind of
lous membrane legend,* one of those foul follies existence to consciousness, but that it should
which idiot devotees invent only too freely—- be a more real existence than that of a reflec-
was a confirmed and habitual adulterer. It tion is doubtful, incredible, even inconceivable.
* Membrum virile illius in membrana inclusum If by consciousness we mean the normal con—
esse aiunt, ne copulare posset. sciousness, it is definitely untrue, since the
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night, often working forty hours at a time, and to bring up in the nurture and admonition
work which he destined to entrance the world. of the Lord, was not a little perplexed by the
All England should ring with his praises; by— sudden disappearance of his wife. At first he
and-by the whole world should know his name. supposed that she had been translated, but,
Of these works none of the longer and more finding that she had not left the traditional
ambitious remains. How they were lost, and mantle behind her, he abandoned this suppo-
how those fragments we possess were saved, is sition in favour of quite a different, and indeed
best told by relating the romantic and almost a more plausible one. He now believed her to
incredible story of his life. be the scarlet woman in the Apocalypse, with
The known facts of this life are few, vague, variations. On arrival in Egypt he hired an
and unsatisfactory; the more definite state- old native nurse, and sailed for Odessa. Once
ments lack corroboration, and almost the only in Russia he could find Gog and Magog, and
source at the disposal of the biographer is the present to them the child as Antichrist. For
letters of Mathilde Doriac to Mdme. ]. S., who he was now persuaded that he himself was the
has kindly placed her portfolio at my service. First Beast, and would ask the sceptic to count
A letter dated October 15, 1866, indicates that his seven heads and ten horns. The heads,
our author was born on the 23rd of that month. however, rarely totted up accurately !
The father and mother of George were, at At this point the accounts of Mr. Turle and
least on the surface, of an extraordinary r-e— Mathilde diverge slightly. The cleric affirms
ligious turn of mind. Mathilde’s version of that he was induced by a Tartar lady, of an
the story, which has its source in our friend honourable and ancient profession, to accom-
himself, agrees almost word for word with a pany her to Tibet “to be initiated into the
letter of the Rev. Edw. Turle to Mrs. COpe, mysteries.” He was, of course, robbed and
recommending the child to her care. The murdered with due punctuality, in the town of
substance of the story is as follows. Kiev. Mathilde’s story is that he travelled to
The parents of George carried their religious Kiev on the original quest, and died of typhoid
ideas to the point of never consummating their or cholera. In any case, he died at Kiev in
marriage * This arrangement does not seem
!
1839. This fixes the date of the child's birth at
to have been greatly appreciated by the Wife ; 1837. His faithful nurse conveyed him safely
at least one fine morning she was found to be to England, where his relatives provided for
enceinte. The foolish father never thought of his maintenance and education.
the hypothesis which commends itself most With the close of this romantic chapter in his
readily to a man of the world, not to say a man early history we lose all reliable traces for some
of science, and adopted that of a second years. One flash alone illumines the darkness
Messiah! He took the utmost pains to con- of his boyhood; in 1853, after being prepared
ceal the birth of the child, treated everybody for confirmation, he cried out in full assembly,
who came to the house as an emissary of instead of kneeling to receive the blessing of
Herod, and finally made up his mind to flee the officiating bishop, “I renounce for ever
into Egypt Like most religious maniacs, he
! this idolatrous church; " and was quietly re-
never had an idea of his own, but distorted the moved.
beautiful and edifying events of the Bible into He told Mathilde Doriac that he had been to
insane and ridiculous ones, which he proceeded Eton and Cambridge—neitherinstitution, how-
to plagiarise. ever, preserves any record of such admission.
On the voyage out the virgin mother became The imagination of George, indeed, is tremend—
enamoured, as was her wont, of the nearest ously fertile with regard to events in his own
male, in this case a fellow—traveller. He, being life. His own story is that he entered Trinity
well able to support her in the luxury which College, Cambridge, in 1856, and was sent
she desired, easily persuaded her to leave the down two years later for ‘an article which he
boat with him by stealth. A small sailing had contributed to some University or College
vessel conveyed them to Malta, Where they Magazine. No confirmation of any sort is to
disappeared. The only trace left in the books be found anywhere with regard to these or any
of earth records that this fascinating character other statements of our author. There is,
was accused, four years later, in Vienna, of however, no doubt that in 1861 he quarrelled
poisoning her paramour, but thanks to the with his family; went over to Paris, where he
wealth and influence of her newer lover, she settled down, at first, like every tufthead,
escaped. somewhere in the Quartier Latin; later, with
The legal father, left by himselfwith a squall- Mathilde Doriac, the noble woman who became
ing child to amuse, to appease in his tantrums, his mistress and held to him through all the
* Will it be believed that a clergyman (turned terrible tragedy of his moral, mental, and
Plymouth Brother and schoolmaster) actually made physical life, in the Rue du Faubourg—Poisson-
an identical confession to a boy of ten years old? niere. At his house there the frightful scene
NOTES Ι97
of '68 took place, and it was there too that he are small blemishes on a series of poems whose
was apprehended after the murders which he originality is always striking, and often dread-
describes so faithfully in “ Abysmos.” He had ful, in its broader features.
just finished this poem with a shriek of triumph, We cannot leave George Bishop without a
and had read it through to the appalled word of inquiry as to what became of the
Mathilde “avec des yeux de flamme et de heroic figure of Mathilde Doriac. It is a bitter
gestes incohérentes,” when, foaming at the task to have to write in cold blood the dread-
mouth, and “ hurlant de blasphemes indi- ful truth about her death. She had the mis—
Cibles,” he fell upon her with extraordinary fortune to contract, in the last few days of her
violence of passion; the door opened, officers life with him, the same terrible disease which
appeared, the arrest was effected. He was com- he describes in the last poem of his collection.
mitted to an asylum, for there could be no longer This shock, coming so soon after, and, as it
any doubt of his complete insanity; for three were, as an unholy perpetual reminder of the
weeks he had been raving With absinthe and madness and sequestration of her lover, no
satyriasis. He survived his confinement no less than of his infidelity, unhinged her mind,
long time ; the burning of the asylum with its in— and she shot herself on July 5, 1869. Her
mates was one 01 the most terrible events of the last letter to Madame ] S is one of
war of 1870. So died one of the most talented the tenderest and most pathetic ever written.
Englishmen of his century, a man who for wide She seems to have been. really loved by George,
knowledge of men and things was truly to be in his wild. infidel fashion: “All Night ” and
envied, yet one who sold his birthright for a “Victory,” among others, are obviously in-
mess of beastlier pottage than ever Esau spired by her beauty; and her devotion to
guzzled, who sold soul and body to Satan for him, the abasement of soul, the prostitution of
sheer love 01 sin, whose mere lust of perversion body, she underwent for and with him, is one
is so intense that it seems to absorb every other of the noblest stories life has known. She
emotion and interest. Never since God woke seems to have dived with him, yet ever trying
light from chaos has such a tragedy been un- to raise his soul from the quagmire if God is
;
rolled before men, step after step toward the just at all, she shall stand more near to His
lake of Fire !
right hand than the vaunted virgins who would
At his house all his writings were seized, and, soil no hem of vesture to save their brother
it is believed, destroyed. The single most from the worm that dieth not !
fortunate exception is that of a superbly The Works of George Archibald Bishop will
jewelled writing—case, now in the possession of speak for themselves; it would be both im-
the present editor, in which were found the pertinent and superfluous in me to point out
MSS. which are here published. Mathilde, in detail their many and varied excellences, or
who knew how he treasured its contents, pre- their Obvious faults. The `?”6255072 d’éz‘re, though,
served it by saying to the officer, “But, sir, 01 their publication, is worthy of especial notice.
that is mine.” On opening this it was found I refer to their psychological sequence, which
to contain, besides these MSS., his literary agrees with their chronological order. His life—
will. All MSS. were to be published thirty history, as well as his literary remains, gives
years after his death, not before. He would us an idea of the progression of diabolism as
gain no spurious popularity as a reflection of it really is; not as it is painted. Note also,
the age he lived in. “Tennyson,” he says, (I) the increase of selfishness in pleasure, (2)
“ will die before sixty years are gone by: if I the diminution of his sensibility to physical
am to be beloved of men, it shall be because charms. Pure and sane is his early work;
my work is for all times and all men, because then he is carried into the outer current of the
it is greater than all the gods of chance and great vortex of Sin, and whirls lazily through
change, because it has the heart of the human the sleepy waters of mere sensualism the pace
;
race beating in every line.” This is a patch quickens, he grows fierce in the mysteries of
of magenta to mauve, undoubtedly; but ———1
Sapphism and the cult of Venus Aversa with
The present collection of verses will hardly be women; later of the same forms of vice with
popular if the lost works turn up, of course it
; men, all mingled with Wild talk of religious
may be that there may be found “shelter for dogma and a general exaltation of Priapism
songs that recede." Still, even here, one is, on at the expense, in particular, of Christianity,
the whole, more attracted than repelled; the in which religion, however, he is undoubtedly
author has enormous power, and he never a believer till the last (the pious will quote
scruples to use it, to drive us half mad with jamesii. 19, and the infidel will observe that
horror, or, as in his earlier most exquisite he died in an asylum); then the full swing
works, to move us to the noblest thoughts and of the tide catches him, the mysteries of death
deeds. True, his debt to contemporary writers become more and more an obsession, and he
is a little obvious here and there; but these is flung headlong into Sadism, Necrophilia,
200 ΤΗΕ SWORD OF SONG
“Science and Buddhism,” in m, for a full
discussion of this point. II.
518. Aizd.67——Note the correct stress upon
this word. Previously, Mr. W. S. Gilbert has As far as reason goes,
done this in his superb lines : There’s hOpe for mortals yet :
" Except the plot of freehold land When nothing is that knows,
That held the cot, and Mary, and—” What is there to regret?
But his demonstration is vitiated by the bad Our consciousness depends
iambic “and Ma-”; unless indeed the juxta-
.
On matter in the brain ;
position is intentional, as exposing the sophis- When that rots out, and ends,
tries of our official prosodists. There ends the hour of pain.
548. T/ze keatlzen.68—" The wicked shall be
turned into hell, and all the nations that forget III.
God.”
58o. Sci/cm and ]udas.ö9—'At the moment of If we can trust to this,
passing the final proofs I am informed that the Why, dance and drink and revel!
character of Judas has been rehabilitated by Great scarlet mouths to kiss,
Mr. Stead (and rightly: is Mr. Abington* And sorrow to the devil !
paid with a rope ?) and the defence of Satan If pangs ataxic creep,
undertaken by a young society lady authoress Or gout, or stone, annoy us,
—a Miss Corelli——-who represents him as an Queen Morphia, grant thy sleep !
Angel of Light, i.e., one who has been intro- Let worms, the clears, enjoy us !
duce his species than any other. He called Lies with annihilation.
it “Summa Spes." Follow the lead of France,
Freedom’s enlightened nation !
Damnably drunk,
Or lipping a punk,
Or in bed with a bitch !
616. A lz'zard.71—-A short account of the
I was ever a hog ;
genesis of these poems seems not out of place
Muck? I am one with it ! here. The design of an elaborate parody on
Let me die like a dog;
Die, and be done with it ! * The hardening of the arteries, which is the pre-
*
disposmg cause of senile decay; thus taken as the
Famous Adelphi villain. one pOSItIVe assurance of death.
NOTES 201
Browning to be called “Ascension Day and 652. Τ!tz's, that, t/ze ot/zer at/zez'stïs deat/t.73——
Pentecost " was conceived (and resolved upon) Their stories are usually untrue; but let us
on Friday, November 15, 1901. On that day follow our plan, and grant them all they
I left Ceylon, where I had been for several ask.
months, practising Hindu meditations, and 709. A ca7z7zz'aal.74—This word is inept, as
exposing the dishonesty of the Missionaries, in it predicates humanity of Christian—hate-
the intervals of big game shooting. The follow- Christian.
ing day I wrote “Ascension Day,” and “ Pente- ]’accuse the English language: (mt/tropo-
cost” on the Sunday, sitting outside the p/zagous must always remain a comic word.
dak-bangla at Madura. These original drafts 731. T/ze Flaming δία}. 75—Or Pentagram.
were small as compared to the present poems. mystically referred to Jeheshua.
Ascension Day consisted of :— 732. Za/za7.76— “ Splendour,” the three
Central Books of the Dogmatic Qabalah.
p. 144, I flung . . . 733. P2'ge072.77——Says an old writer, whom I
p. 146, Pray do . . .
translate roughly :
p. 147, “But why . .. “ Thou to thy Lamb and Dove devoutly bow,
p. 149, Here’s just . . .
But leave me, prithee, yet my Hawk and Cow :
p. 151, I will .
to p. 160,
..
. but in Hell! . .
And I approve thy Greybeard dotard’s smile,
If thou Wilt that of Egypt’s crocodile.”
p. 161, You see . . . 746. Last! Last! Last! 78—See. Tlze Lay of
to end. the Last Minstrel.
759. Ain Eta/zz'm.79-—"There is no God " !
mas Day.” It was issued privately in Paris in “So, when you die, will my idol punish
January 1903. It and “ Scienceand Buddhism” you!"
are added to complete the logical sequence No earnest student of religion or draw
from 1898 till now. All, however, has been poker should fail to commit this anecdote to
tepeatedly revised. Wherever there seemed a memory.
lacuna1n the argument an insertion was made, 767. Mr. C/zestertan.80———I must take this
till all appeared a perfect chrysolite. Most of opportunity to protest against the charge
this was done, while the weary hours of the brought by Mr. Chesterton against the English-
summer (save the mark !) of 1902 rolled over men “ who write philosophical essays on the
Camp Misery and Camp Despair on the Chogo splendour of Eastern thought.”
Ri Glacier, in those rare intervals when one’s If he confines his strictures to the translators
preoccupation with lice, tinned food, malaria, of that well-known Eastern work the “Old
insoaking water, general soreness, mental Testament" I am with him; any modern
misery, and the everlasting snowstorm gave Biblical critic will tell him what I mean. It
place to a momentary glimmer of any higher took a long time, too, for the missionaries" .(and
form of intelligence than that ever necessarily Tommy Atkins) to discover that “ Budd was
concentrated on the actual business of camp not a “ great Gawd.” But then they did not
life. The rest, and the final revision, occupied want to, and in any case sympathy and in-
a good deal of my time during the winter of telligence are not precisely the most salient
1902— 1-903. The MS. was accepted by the qualities in either soldiers or missionaries. But
S. P. R. T. in May ofthis year, and after a post- nothing is more absurd than to compare men
final revision, rendered necessary by my Irish like Sir W. Jones, Sir R. Burton, Von
descent, went to press. Hammer-Purgstall, Sir E. Arnold, Prof. Max
618. Eae/z life bound ever to the wheel.”—Cf. Muller, Me, Prof. Rhys Davids, Lane, and the
Whately, “ Revelation of a Future State.” rest of our illustrious Orientalists to the poor
202 THE SWORD OF SONG
and ignorant Hindus whose letters occasionally portion thereof which is germane to my matter
delight the readers of the Sporting Times, from the Daily News, June 18, 1901 :—
such letters being usually written by public
scribes for a few pice in the native bazaar. Το the side of a mind concerned with idle merri-
As to “ Babus" (Babu, I may mention, is ment (εἰς !) there is certainly something a little funny
the equivalent to our “Mister,” and not the in Mr. Crowley’spassionate devotion to deities who
name of a savage tribe), Mr. Chesterton, from bear such names as Mout and N uit, and Ra and
his Brixton Brahmaloka, may look forth and Shu, and Hormakhou. They do not seem to the
English mind to lend themselves to pious exhilara—
see that the “ Babu” cannot understand tion. Mr. Crowley says in the same poem :
Western ideas; but a distinguished civxl
servant in the Madras Presidency, second The burden is too hard to bear,
wrangler in a very good year, assured me I took too adamant a cross ;
that he had met a native whose mathematical This sackcloth rends my soul to wear,
knowledge was superior to that of the average My self-denial is as dross.
Ο, Shu, that holdest up the sky,
senior wrangler, and that he had met several Hold up thy servant, lest he die!
others who approached that standard. His
specific attack on Madame Blavatsky is We have all possible respect for Mr. Crowley’s re-
equally unjust, as many natives, not theoso- ligious symbols, and we do not object to his calling
phists, have spoken to me of her in the highest upon Shu at any hour of the night. Only it would
terms. “ Honest Hindus” cannot be ex— be unreasonable of him to complain if his religious
pected to think as Mr. Chesterton deems exercises were generally mistaken for an effort to
drive away cats.
likely, as he is unfortunately himself a
Western, and in the same quagmire of mis-
apprehension as Prof. Max. Muller and the
rest. Madame Blavatsky’s work was to
remind the Hindus of the excellence of their Moreover, the poets of Mr. Crowley’s school have,
own shastras,* to show that some Westerns among all their merits, some genuine intellectual
held identical ideas, and thus to countermine dangers from this tendency to import religions, this
the dishonest representations of the mission- free trade in gods. That all creeds are significant
aries. I am sufficiently well known as a bitter and all gods divine we willingly agree. But this is
rather a reason for being content with our own than
opponent of “ Theosophy ” to risk nothing in for attempting to steal other people’s. The affecta-
making these remarks. tion in many modern mystics of adopting an Oriental
I trust that the sense of public duty which civilisation and mode of thought must cause much
inspires these strictures will not be taken as harmless merriment among the actual Orientals.
The notion that a turban and a few vows will make
incompatible with the gratitude I owe to him an Englishman a Hindu is quite on a par with the
for his exceedingly Sympathetic and dispas- idea that a black hat and an Oxford degree will
sionate review of my “ Soul of Osiris." make a Hindu an Englishman. We wonder whether
I would counsel him, however,to leave alone our Buddhistic philosophers have ever read a florid
the Brixton Chapel, and to “ work up from his letter in Baboo English. We suspect that the said
appreciation of the ‘Soul of Osiris’ to that type of document is in reality exceedingly like the
loftier and wider work of the human imagina- philosophic essays written by Englishmen about the
splendour of Eastern thought. Sometimes European
nation, the appreciation of the Sporting mystics deserve something worse than mere laughter
Timas !” at the hands (sic !) of Orientals. If ever was one
person whom honest Hindus would have been
justified in tearing to pieces it was Madame
Blavatsky.
Mr. Chesterton thinks it funny that I should
call upon “ Shu.” Has he forgotten that the
Christian God may be most suitably invoked
by the name “ Yah”? I should be sorry if That our world-worn men of art should believe for
God were to mistake his religious enthusiasms a moment that moral salvation is possible and
for the derisive ribaldry of the London supremely important is an unmixed benefit. But to
believe for a moment that it is to be found by going
" gamin." Similar remarks apply to “ El” to particular places or reading particular books or
and other Hebrai-christian deities. joining particular societies is to make for the thou-
sandth tlme the mistake that is at once materialism
This note is hardly intelligible without the and superstition. If Mr. Crowley and the new
review referred to. I therefore reprint the mystics think for one moment that an Egyptian
desert is more mystic than an English meadow,
that a palm tree is more peetic than a Sussex
beech, that a broken temple of Osiris is more super-
* Sacred Books. natural than a Baptist chapel in Brixton, then they
NOTES 203
are sectarians, and only sectarians of no more value At th’ fu’ 0’ th’ moon
to humanity than those who think that the English I were shot wi’ a goon.
soil is the only soil worth defending, and the Baptist [Goon is no Scots,
chapel the only chapel worthy of worship (sic). But But Greek, Meester Watts.]
Mr. Crowley is a strong and genuine poet, and We’re awa’ tae Burma,
we have little doubt that he will work up from Whaur th’ groond be firmer
his appreciation of the Temple of Osiris to that Tae speer th’ Mekong.
loftier and wider work of the human imagination, Chin Chin! Sae long.
the appreciation of the Brixton chapel. [Long sald be lang :
G. K. CHESTERTON. She’ll no care a whang.]
Ye’re Rautional babe,
Aundra McAbe.”
778, 797. Tke rest of life, for self—control, Note the curious confusion of personality.
For Ziäemtz'on. 0f #26 50241331 This shows Absence of Ego, in Pali Anatta,
Who said Rats ? Thanks for your advice, Tony and will seem to my poor spiritually-minded
Veller, but it came in vain. As the ex—monk * friends an excuse for a course of action they
(that shook the bookstall)wrote in confidenceto do not understand, and whose nature is beyond
the publisher :
them.
“ Existence is mis’ry. 782. C127 ist ascends.82—And I tell you frankly
Ι’ th’ month Tisri that if he does not come back by the time I
*
have finished reading these proofs, Ι shall give
Joseph McCabe, who became a Rationalist writer. him u .
The allusmn IS to Crowley’smarriage and subsequent
return to the East. 783. Bell.83—T he folios have " bun.”
NOTES ΤΟ PENTECOST
22. Wit/z sacred wird)—" He, soul—hy- profound and minute study of the text, may
droptic with a sacred thirst.” A Grammarian's be forced to yield up Qabalistic arcana of
Funeral. cosmic scope and importance, we are too often
23. Levi.2—-Ceremonial magic is not quite so slow to apply a similar restorative to the com-
silly as it sounds. Witness the following mas- panion volume, even if we are the lucky holders
terly elucidation of its inner quintessence :- of Burton’s veritable edition.
To me, then, it remains to raise the Alf
Laylah wa Laylah into its proper place once
ΤΗΕ INITIATED INTERPRETAΓΙΟΝ more.
I am not concerned to deny the objective
OF CEREMONIAL ΜΑΘΙΟ.96
reality of all “ magical” phenomena; if they
It is loftily amusing to the student of magical are illusions, they are at least as real as many
literature who is not quite a fool—and rare is unquestioned facts of daily life; and, if we
such a combination l—to note the criticism follow Herbert Spencer, they are at least
directed by the Philistine against the citadel of evidence of some cause.*
his science. Truly, since our childhood has Now, this fact is our base. What is the cause
ingrained into us not only literal belief in the of my illusion of seeing a spirit in the triangle
Bible, but also substantial belief in Alf of Art?
Laylah wa Laylah,+ and only adolescence Every smatterer, every expert in psychology,
can cure us, we are only too liable, in the will answer “ That cause lies in your brain.”
:
rush and energy of dawning manhood, to English children are taught (face the Educa-
overturn roughly and rashly both these classics, tion Act) that the Universe lies in infinite Space ;
to regard them both on the same level, as Hindu children, in the Akasa, which is the
interesting documents from the standpoint of same thing.
folk-lore and anthropology, and as nothing Those Europeans who go a little deeper
more. learn from Fichte, that the phenomenal Uni-
Even when we learn that the Bible, by a verse is the creation of the Ego; Hindus, or
Europeans studying under Hindu Gurus, are
* This essay forms the introduction to an edition of
the “ Goetia” of King Solomon. This, incidentally, is perhaps the greatest argu-
Jr “ A Thousand and One Nights,”
commonlycalled ment we possess, pushed to its extreme, against the
“ Arabian Nights.” Advaitist theories.-—-A. C.
204 THE SWORD OF SONG
told, that by Akasa is meant the Chitakasa. projected cube) methods of stimulating or
The Chitakasa is situated in the “ Third Eye,” regulating those particular spots (through the
i.e., in the brain. By assuming higher dimen— eye).
sions of space, we can assimilate this fact to The names of God are vibrations calculated
Realism; but we have no need to take so to establish :
I49. Ra.26—~The Sun-God. visible image of the Soul of Nature, for her
149. Nuit.27—TheStar-Goddess. name is Fatality.”
152. Camþbell.28—-" The waters wild went Ambrosius is very clear on this point. I
o’er his child, And he was left lamenting.” append his famous MS. complete in its English
152. The Ibis Head.29—Characteristic of Translation, as it is so rare. How rare will be
Tahuti. appreciated when Isay that no copy‘ either of
157. Roland's crest.30—~See “ Two Poets of original or translation occurs in the British
Croisic,” xci. Museum; the only known copy, that in the
159. A jest.31——See above Ascension Day.
: Bodleian, is concealed by the pre-Adamite
126. A mysterious wag/.32— system of cataloguing in vogue at that hoary
“ God moves in a mysterious way but unvenerable institution. For convenience
His wonders to perform ; the English has been modernised. See Ap—
He plants His footsteps in the sea, pendix II.
And rides upon the storm.” 329. Maya fashioned πω.-επ- Ε. Arnold,
Intentional species? Light of Asia.
171. The old hymn.33—This hymn, quoted I 335. Why should the Paramatma cease.”—
fear with some failure of memory—I have not The Universe is represented by orthodox Hin-
the documents at hand—is attributed to the dus as alternating between Evolution and In-
late Bishop of Natal, though I doubt this, as volution. But apparently, in either state, it
the consistent and trustful piety of its sentiment is the other which appears desirable, since
is ill-suited to the author of those disastrous the change is operated by Will, not by
criticisms of the Pentateuch. The hymn is still Necessity.
popular in Durban. 341. Blavatshy’s Himalayan Balm.43——See
Its extraordinary beauty, for a fragment, is the corkscrew theories of A. P. Sinnett in that
only surpassed by Sappho’s matchless : masterpiece of confusion of thought—and
nomenclature l—“Esoteric Buddhism." Also
...V—v—vv—v
.—.v——v——vv-——-v
see the “Voice of the Silence, or, The Butler's
Revenge.” Not Bp. Butler.
'
But Buddha cannot really roar, since he hasme to Semitic analogy, and I sadly reflect that
passed away by that kind of passing away if I had been Balaam, I should not have
which leaves nothing whatever behind. needed an ass other than myself to tell me to do
322. A mere law without a will.4°—I must the precise contrary of what is expected of me.
not be supposed to take any absurd View of the For this is my position ; while the postulates
meaning of the word "law." This passage of Agnosticism are“ in one sense eternal, I
denies any knowledge of ultimate causes, not believe that the conclusions of Agnosticism
asserts it. But it tends to deny benevolent fore-
are daily to be pushed back. We know our
sight, and a fortiori benevolent omnipotence. ignorance; with that fact we are thtted by
Cf. Zoroaster, Oracles: “ Look not upon the those who do not know enough to understand
NOTES 207
even what we mean when we say so; but the We then await his dawn.
limits of knowledge, slowly receding, yet never May I go one step further, and lift up my
so far as to permit us to unveil the awful and voice and prophesy? I would indicate the
impenetrable adytum of consciousness, or that direction in which this darkness must break.
of matter, must one day be suddenly widened Evolutionists will remember that nature cannot
by the forging of a new weapon. rest. Nor can society. Still less the brain of man.
Huxley and Tyndall have prophesied this “ Audax omnia perpeti
before I was born; sometimes in vague lan- Gens humana ruit per vetitum nefas." *
guage, once or twice clearly enough; to me We have destroyed the meaning of vetitum
it is a source of the utmost concern that their nefas and are in no fear of an imaginary cohort
successors should not always see eye to eye of ills and terrors. Having perfected one
with them in this respect. weapon, reason, and found it destructive to
Professor Ray Lankester, in crushing the all falsehood, we have been (some of us) a
unhappy theists of the recent T277765 contro- little apt to go out to fight with no other
versy, does not hesitate to say that Science am weapon. “ Fitzjames's blade was sword and
never throw any light on certain mysteries. shield,”+ and that served him against the
Even the theist is justified in retorting that murderous bludgeon—sword of the ruffianly
Science, if this be so, may as well be dis- Highlander he happened to meet; but he
carded; for these are problems which must would have fared ill had he called a Western
ever intrude upon the human mind—upon the Sheriff a liar, or gone off Boer-sticking on
mind of the scientist most of all. Spion Kop.
To dismiss them by an act of will is at once Reason has done its utmost; theory has
heroic and puerile: courage is as necessary glutted us, and the motion of the ship is a
to progress as any quality that we possess; little trying; mixed metaphor—excellent in a
and as courage is in either case required, the short essay like this—is no panacea for all
courage of ignorance (necessarilysterile, though mental infirmities; we must seek another
wanted badly enough while our garden was guide. All the facts science has so busily
choked by theological weeds) is less desirable collected, varied as they seem to be, are in
than the courage which embarks on the always reality all of the same kind. If we are to have
desperate philosophical problem. one salient fact, a fact for a real advance, it
Time and again, in the history of Science, must be a fact of a different order.
a period has arrived when, gorged with facts, Have we such a fact to hand ? We have.
she has sunk into a lethargy of reflection First, what do we mean by a fact of a differ-
accompanied by appalling nightmares in the ent order? Let me take an example; the
shape of impossible theories. Such a night- most impossiblebeing the best for our purpose.
mare now rides us; once again philosophy The Spiritualists, let us suppose, go mad and
has said its last word, and arrived at a dead- begin to talk sense. (I can only imagine that
lock. Aristotle, in reducing to the fundamental such would be the result.) All their “ facts”
contradictions-in-terms which they involve the are proved. We prove a world of spirits, the
figments of the Pythagoreans, the Eleatics, existence of God, the immortality of the soul,
the Platonists, the Pyrrhonists; Kant, in his etc. But, with all that, we are not really one
reductio ad absurdum of the Thomists, the step advanced into the heart of the inquiry
Scotists, the Wolffians,—all the warring brood, which lies at the heart of philosophy, “- What
alike only in the inability to reconcile the is anything? ”
ultimate antinomies of a cosmogony only I see a cat.
grosser for its pinchbeck spirituality; have, Dr. Johnson says it is a cat.
I take it, found their modern parallel in the Berkeley says it is a group of sensations.
ghastly laughter of Herbert Spencer, as fleshed Cankaracharya says it is an illusion, an in—
upon the corpses of Berkeley and the Idealists carnation, or God, according to the hat he has
from Fichte'and Hartmann to Lotze and Tren- got on, and is talking through.
delenburg he drives the reeking fangs of his im- Spencer says it is a mode of the Unknow-
agination into the palpitating Vitals of his own able.
grim masterpiece of reconcilement, self-deluded But none of them seriously doubt the fact
and yet self-conscious of its own delusron.. . that I exist ; that a cat exists ; that one sees the
History affirms that such a deadlock 15 1n- other. All—bar Johnson—hint—but oh! how
variably the prelude to a new enlightenment: dimly l—at what I now know to be—true ?—
by such steps we have advanced, by such we no, not necessarily true, but nearer the truth.
shall advance. The “horror ot great dark- Huxley goes deeper in his demolition of Des~
ness ” which is scepticism must ever be broken cartes. With him, “I seea cat,” proves “ some-
by some heroic master-soul, intolerant of the * Horace, Odes, I. 3.
cosmic agony. 1 Scott, The Lady of the Lake.
208 THE SWORD OF SONG
thing called consciousnessexists.” He denies More, though the establishment of this new
the assertion of duality; he has no datum to estate of consciousness seems to open the door
assert the denial of duality. I have. to a new world, a world where the axioms of
Consciousness, as we know it, has one essen- Euclid may be absurd, and the propositions of
tial quality: the Opposition of subject and Keynes* untenable, let us not fall into the
object. Reason has attacked this and secured error of the mystics, by supposing that in this
that complete and barren victory of convincing world is necessarily a final truth, or even a
without producing conviction.* It has one certain and definite gain of knowledge.
quality apparently not essential, that of ex- But that a field for research is opened up no
ceeding impermanence. If we examine what sane man may doubt. Nor may one question
we call steady thought, we shall find that its that the very first fact is of a nature disruptive
rate of change is in reality inconceivablyswift. of difficulty philosophical and reasonable;
To consider it, to watch it, is bewildering, and since the phenomenon does not invoke the
to some people becomes intensely terrifying. assent of the reasoning faculty. The argu-
It is as if the solid earth were suddenly swept ments which reason may bring to bear against
away from under one, and there were some it are self-destructive; reason has given con-
dread awakening in outer space amid the rush sciousness the lie, but consciousness survives
of incessant meteors—lost in the void. and smiles. Reason is a part of consciousness
All this is old knowledge ; but who has taken and can never be greater than its whole; this
steps to alterit? The answeris forbidding truth: Spencer sees but reason is not even any part
;
compels me to say, the mystics of all lands. of this new consciousness (which I, and many
Their endeavour has been to slow the rate of others, have too rarely achieved) and therefore
change; their methods perfect quietude of body can never touch it: this I see, and this will I
and mind, produced in varied and too often hope be patent to those ardent and spiritually-
Vicious ways. Regularisation of the breathing minded agnostics of whom Huxley and Tyndall
is the best known formula. Their results are are for all history——time the prototypes. Know
contemptible, we must admit but only so
; or doubt! is the alternative of highwayman
because empirical. An unwarranted reverence Huxley; “Believe” is not to be admitted;
has overlaid the watchfulness which science this is fundamental; in this agnosticism can
would have enjoined, and the result is muck never change; this must ever command our
and misery, the wreck of a noble study. moral as our intellectual assent.
But what is the one fact on which all agree? But I assert my strong conviction that ere
The one fact whose knowledge has been since long we shall have done enough of What is
religion began the all-sufficient passport to after all the schoolmaster work of correcting
their doubtfully-desirable company? the inky and ill-spelt exercises of the theologi-
This: that “ I see a cat ” is not only an cal dunces1n that great class- r,oom the world;
unwarrantable assumption but a lie; that the and found a little peace—while they play—in
duality of consciousness ceases suddenly, once the intimate solitude of the laboratory and the
the rate of change has been sufficiently slowed passionless 1apture of research—research into
down, so that, even for a few seconds, the rela- those very mysteries which our dunces have
tion of subject and object remains impregnable. solved by rule of thumb; determining the
It is a circumstance of little interest to the nature of a bee by stamping on it, and shout-
present essayist that this annihilation of duality ing “bee”; While we patiently set to work
is associated with intense and passionless peace with microscopes, and say nothing till we
and delight; the fact has been a bribe to the know, nor more than need be when we do.
unwary, a bait for the charlatan, a hindrance But I am myself found guilty of this role of
to the philosopher let us discard iti
; schoolmaster: I will now therefore shut the
doors and retire again into the laboratory
* Hume, and Kant in the “ Prolegomena," discuss where my true life lies.
this phenomenon unsatisfactorily.—A. C. 403, 405. Reason and cancem‘mz‘ion.45——’I‘he
1‘ It is this
rapture which has ever been the bond results of reasoning are always assailable:
between mystics of all shades; and the obstacle to those of concentration are vivid and certain,
any accurate observation of the phenomenon, its true since they are directly presented to conscious-
causes, and so on. This must always be a stumbling- ness. And they are more certain than con-
block to more impressionable minds ; but there is no
doubt as to the fact—it is a fact—and its present sciousness itself, since one who has experienced
isolation is to be utterly deplored. May I entreat them may, with consciousness, doubt con-
men of Science to conquer the prejudices natural to sciousness, but can in no state doubt them.
them when the justly despised ideas of mysticism are 412. Ganes/z.46—-The elephant--headed God,
mentioned, and to attack the problem αὖ initio on the son of Shiva and Bhavani. He presides over
severely critical and austereiy arduous lines which
have distinguished their labours in other fields? obstacles.
* Author of a text-book on “ Formal Logic.”
NOTES 209
The prosodist will note the Hfalse quantity ” or Luke V. I--7 (comparisonsare odious). But
of this word. But this is as it should be, for once I met a man by a lake and told him that
Ganesha pertains to Shiva, and with Shiva all Ihad toiled all the morning and had caught
quantity is false, since, as Parameshvara, he is nothing, and he advised me to try the other
without quantity or quality. side of the lake and I caught many fish. But
;
485. CarroZZ.47—See “ Alice in Wonderland,” I knew not that it was the Lord.
Cap. Ult. In Australia they were praying for rain in
508. Kuska-gmss.48—-The sacred grass of the the churches. The Sydney Bullez'z'n very
Hindus. sensibly pointed out how much more reverent
509. Mantra.49—-A sacred verse, suitable for and practical it would be, if, instead of con-
constant repetition, with a View to quieting the stantlv worrying the Almighty about trifles, they
thought. Any one can see how simple and would pray once and for all for a big lange of
effective a means this is. mountains in Central Australia, which would
519. Gayaz‘ri.50—-Thisis the translation of the of course supply rain automatically. No new
most holy verse of the Hindus. The gender of act of creation would be necessary; faith, we
Savitrihas been the subject of much discussion, are expressly told, can remove mountains, and
and I believe grammatically itis masculine. But there is ice and snow and especially moraine
for mystical reasons I have made it otherwise. on and about the Baltoro Glacier to build a
Fool! very fine range we could well have spared it
;
Of mortals ’scape its woes that knock us, I’ve not a word to say for Lodge.)
And bilk the wily gonococcus.” Yet may not Crowley be the one
So he is but a simple cynic Who safely does what most should shun?
Who takes the world to match his clinic ;
With ceremonial magic that toyed.” But if the Alpine Club should seek
Granted. Astronomy's no myth, To follow him on pass or peak—
But it produced Piazzi Smyth. (Their cowardice, their mental rot,
What crazes actors? Why do surgeons Are balanced nicely~they will not.)
Go mad and cut up men like sturgeons? —I see the Alpine Journal’s border
(These questions are the late Chas. Spur- Of black grow broader, broader, broader,
geon’s.) Until the Editor himself
Of yogi I could quote you hundreds Falls from some broad and easy shelf,
In science, law, art, commerce noted. And in his death the Journal dies.
They fear no lunacy their one dread’s
:
Ah bombast, footle, simple lies
! !
Not for their noddles doom-devoted. Where would you-then appear in type ?
They are not like black bulls (that shunned
reds Tke Poet “retires up." His attitude undig-
In vain) that madly charge the goathead
Of rural Pan, because some gay puss nifled, lzis pleasure momentary, the after
Had smeared with blood his stone Priapus. results quite disproportionate. He contem-
They are as sane as politicians plates his end.
And people who subscribe to missions. Therefore poor Crowley lights his pipe,
This says but little ; a long way are Maintains : “ The small-shot kills the snipe,
Yogi more sane than such as they are. But spares the tiger; ” goes on joking,
You have conceived your dreadful bogey, And goes on smirking, on invoking,
From seeing many a raving Yogi. On climbing, meditating,——failing to think
These haunt your clinic; but the sound of a suitable rhyme at a critical juncture,
Lurk in an unsuspected ground, Ah !—goes on working, goes on smoking,
Dine with you, lecture in your schools, Until he goes right on to Woking.
Share your intolerance of fools,
And, While the Yogi you condemn, 637. No one supposes me a Saint.54-—-On in—
Listen, say nothing, barely smile. quiry, however, I find that some do.
0 if you but suspected them 686. Anzrita.55—TheElixir of Life : the Dew
Your silence would match theirs awhile !
of Immortality.
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