Anything better worth citation than such crude sonorous snatches of lyric

style I have not found here, except in chap. vii., where the dying Tiriel

lays his final curse on Har--"weak mistaken father of a lawless race,"

whose "laws and Tiriel's wisdom end together in a curse." Here, in words

afterwards variously repeated and enlarged, he appeals against the laws of

mere animal life, the narrowed senses and material bondage of men upon

earth; against unnatural training and abstinence through which "milk is

cut off from the weeping mouth with difficulty and pain," when first "the

little lids are lifted and the little nostrils opened;" against

"hypocrisy, the idiot's wisdom and the wise man's folly," by which men are

"compelled to pray repugnant and to handle the immortal spirit" till like

Tiriel they become as subtle serpents in a paradise which they consume

fruit by fruit and flower by flower till at its fall they themselves are

left desolate. Thus too he inveighs against faith in matter and "respect

of persons" under their perishable and finite forms: "Can wisdom be put in

a silver rod or love in a golden bowl? is the son of a king warmed without

wool? or does he cry with a voice of thunder? does he look upon the sun

and laugh, or stretch his little hands into the depths of the sea?" Much

of this has been half erased, probably with a view to remoulding the

whole: for here alone does anything in tone or thought recall the nobler

mysticism of Blake's later writings.

[51] Before we dismiss the matter from view, it may be permissible to cast

up in a rough and rapid way the sum of Blake's teaching in these books, if

only because this was also the doctrine or moral of his entire life and

life's work. I will therefore, as leave has been given, append a note

extracted from a manuscript now before me, which attempts to embody and

enforce, if only by dint of pure and simple exposition, the pantheistic

evangel here set forth in so strange a fashion. Thus at least I read the

passage; if misinterpreted, my correspondent has to thank his own laxity

of expression. "These poems or essays at prophecy" (he says) "seem to me

to represent in an obscure and forcible manner the real naked question to

which all theologies and all philosophies must in the end be pared down.

Strained and filtered clear of extraneous matter, pruned of foreign fruit

and artificial foliage, this radical question lies between Theism and

Pantheism. When the battles of the creeds have been all fought out, this

battle will remain to fight. I do not see much likelihood on either hand

of success or defeat. Faith and reason, evidence and report, are alike

inadequate to decide the day. This prophet or that prophet, this God or

that God, is not here under debate. Histories, religions, all things born

of rumour or circumstance, accident or change, are out of court; are, for

the moment, of necessity set aside. Gentile or Jew, Christian or Pagan,

Eastern or Western, can but be equal to us--for the moment. No single

figure, no single book, stands out for special judgment or special belief.

On the right hand, let us say (employing the old figure of speech), is the

Theist--the 'man of God,' if you may take his own word for it; the

believer in a separate or divisible deity, capable or conceivably capable

of existence apart from ours who conceive of it; a conscious and absolute

Creator. On the left hand is the Pantheist; to whom such a creed is mainly

incredible and wholly insufficient His creed is or should be much like

that of your prophet here;" (I must observe in passing that my

correspondent seems so unable to conceive of a comment apart from the

text, an exponent who is not an evangelist,--so inclined to confuse the

various functions of critic and of disciple, and assume that you must mean

to preach or teach whatever doctrine you may have to explain--in a word,

so obtuse or perverse on this point that he might be taken for a

professional man-of-letters or sworn juryman of the press; but I will hope

better things of him, though anonymous;) "and that creed, as I take it, is

simply enough expressible in Blake's own words, or deducible from them;

that 'all deities reside in the human breast'; that except humanity there

is no divine thing or person. Clearly therefore, in the eyes of a Theist,

he lies open to the charge of atheism or antitheism. The real difference

is perhaps this; God appears to a Theist as the root, to a Pantheist as

the flower of things. It does not follow logically or actually that to

this latter all things are alike. For us (he might say), for us, within

the boundaries of time and space, evil and good do really exist, and live

no empirical life--for a certain time, and within a certain range. 'There

is no God unless man can become God.' That is no saying for an Atheist.

'There is no man unless the child can become a man'; is that equivalent to

a denial of manhood? But if a man is to be born into the world, the mother

must abstain from the drugs that produce abortion, the child from strong

meats and drinks, the man from poisons. So it is in the spiritual world;

tyranny and treachery, indolence and dulness, cannot but impede and impair

the immutable law of nature and necessary growth. These and their like

must be and must pass away; the eternal body of things must change. As the

fanatic abstains through fear of God or of hell, the free-thinker abstains

from what he sees or thinks to be evil (_i. e._, adverse or alien to his

nature at its best) through respect for what he is and reverence for what

he may be. Pantheism therefore is no immoral creed, and cannot be, if only

because it is based upon faith in nature and rooted in respect for it. By

faith in sight it attains to sight through faith. It follows that pure

Theism is more immediately the contrary of this belief, more unacceptable

and more delusive in the eyes of its followers, than any scheme of

doctrine or code of revelation. These, as we see by your Blake" (again),

"the Pantheist may seize and recast in the mould of his own faith. But

Theism, but the naked distinct figure of God, whether or not he assume the

nature of man, so long as this is mere assumption and not the essence of

his being--the clothes and not the body, the body and not the soul--this

is to him incredible, the source of all evil and error. Grant such a God

his chance of existence, what reason has the Theist to suppose or what

right to assume his wisdom or his goodness? why this and not that? whence

his acceptance and whence his rejection of anything that is? 'Shall the

clay demand of the potter, why hast thou made me thus?' Shall it not? and

why? Of whom else should a man ask? and if sure of his God, what better

should he do? Theism is not expansive, but exclusive: and the creeds

begotten or misbegotten on this lean body of belief are 'Satanic' in the

eyes of a Pantheist, as his faith is in the eyes of their followers."

There is much more, but it were superfluous to mix a narcotic over strong:

and in pursuit of his flying "faith" my friend's ideal "Pantheist" is apt

to become heretical.

[52] That is, woman has become subject to oppression of customs; suffers

violence at the hands of marriage laws and other such condemnable things.

"Emancipation" and the cognate creeds of which later days have heard so

much never had a more violent and vehement preacher. Not love, not the

plucking of the flower, but error, fear, submission to custom and law, is

that which "defiles" a woman in the sight of our prophet.

[53] Even thus told, the myth is plain enough; a word or two of briefer

translation may serve also to light up future allusions. "I plucked

Leutha's flower," says Oothoon in the prelude of this poem, "and I was not

ashamed;" the flower that brings forth a child, which nature permits and

desires her to gather; Leutha is the spirit emblematic of physical

pleasure, of sensual impulse and indulgence, from whom comes the "loose

Bible" of Mahomet (_Song of Los_). But crossing the seas eastward to find

her lover, the strong enslaved spirit of Europe, she, type of womanhood

and freedom, is caught and chained as he by the force of conventional

error and tyrannous habit, which makes her seem impure in his eyes; so

they sit bound back to back, afraid to love; the eagles that tear her

flesh are emblems of her lover's scorn; vainly, a virgin at heart, she

appeals to all the fair and fearless face of nature against her rival, the

prurient modesty of custom, a virgin in face, a harlot at heart; against

unnatural laws of restraint upon youths and maidens, whose inevitable

outcome is in the licentious alternative not less unnatural; he will not

answer but with vain and vague lamentation, will not turn himself and love

her for all her crying: the mystery of things and thoughts, the tyranny of

times and laws, is heavy upon them to the end. All forms of life but these

are free to be fair and happy: only from east to west the prison-houses

are full of the wailing of women.

[54] Night, or the darkness of worlds yet undivided and chaotic, is always

typified by Blake as a "forest" dark with involved and implicated leaf or

branch. Compare "The Tiger."

[55] Along this page a serpent of imperious build rears the strong and

sinuous length of his dusky glittering body, and spits forth keen

undulating fire.

[56] It is possible that Blake intended here some grotesque emblematic

reference to the riots witnessed by himself, in which Lord Mansfield's

house and MSS. were destroyed by fire. At all events, here alone is there

any visible allusion to a matter of recent history.

[57] That is, being unable to reconcile qualities, to pass beyond the

legal and logical grounds of good and evil into the secret places where

they are not. The whole argument hinges on this difference between

Pantheism, which can, and Theism, which cannot, and is therefore no surer

or saner than a mere religion based on Church or Bible, nor less

incompetent to include, to expound, to redeem the world.

[58] Compare, for the doctrine as to delusion and jealousy being

_feminine_ principles (destructive by their weakness, not by their

strength), this strange expostulation with God, recalling the tone of

earlier prophets:--

"Why art thou silent and invisible,

Father of Jealousy?

Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds

From every searching eye?

Why darkness and obscurity

In all thy words and laws,

That none dare eat the fruit but from

The wily serpent's jaws?

Or is it because Jealousy[A]

Gives feminine applause?"

[A](This word, half rubbed off in the MS., may be "secrecy"; and the

point would remain the same.)

[59] Leutha, the spirit or guardian goddess of natural pleasure and

physical beauty, is sacrificed as a ransom to redeem the spirit or

guardian god of prohibitive law or judicial faith; to him she is

sacrificed that through her he may be saved. Thus, in the _Visions of the

Daughters of Albion_, the maiden who "plucks Leutha's flower," who trusts

and indulges Nature, has her "virgin mantle torn in twain by the terrible

thunders" of religious and moral law: woman was sacrificed and man "fast

bound in misery" during the eighteen centuries--through which the mother

goddess lay asleep, to weep over her children at her waking; as in the

Prophecy of _Europe_ Time the father and Space the mother of men are

afflicted and spellbound until the sleep of faith be slept out. There

again the emblematic name of Leutha recurs in passing.

[60] That is of course the reprobate according to theology, such as the

heretical prophet himself: the class of men upon which is laid the burden

of the sins of the elect, as Satan's upon Rintrah in the myth.

[61] This line appears to have been too much for the writer in the _Life_,

who here breaks his quotation short off by the head, annihilating with a

quite ingenious violence at once grammar, sense, and sound. It is but a

small nut to have broken his critical tooth upon; the evident meaning

being simply this: that within the centre of everything living by animal

or vegetative life there is by way of kernel something imperishable; the

fleshly or material life of form contains the infinite spiritual life,

lurking under leaf or latent under limb: man and flower and beast have

each the separate secret of a soul or divisible indestructible spirit

(compare even the _Songs of Innocence_); but while the earthly and fleshly

form remains there stand as wardens of the ways the two material giants,

Strength and Force, binding the soul in the body with chains of flesh and

sex, the spirit in the petals with bonds of vegetable form, fashioned

fastenings of chalice and anther, sprinklings of dusty gold on leaf or

pistil; always, without hammer or rivet of Vulcanic forging, able to hold

fast Prometheus in blind bondage to the flesh and form of things; so that

except by inspiration there can be no chance of seeing what does exist and

work in man or beast or flower; only by vision or by death shall one be

brought safe past the watch guarded by the sentinels of material form and

bodily life, the crude tributary "Afrites" (as in the Aeschylean myth) of

the governing power which fashions and fetters life in men and things. And

thus this, the singing of birds and dancing of flowers, the springing of

colour and kindling of music at each day's dawn, is a symbol--"a vision of

the lamentation of Beulah over Ololon"--of the dwellers in that milder and

moonlight-coloured world of reflex mortal spirits over the imperishable

influences of a higher spiritual world, which descending upon earth must

be clothed with material mystery and become subject to sensuous form and

likeness in the body of the shadow of death. This glorious passage, almost

to be matched for wealth of sound, for growth and gradation of floral and

musical splendour, for mastery of imperial colour, even against the great

interlude or symphony of flowers in _Maud_, was not cast at random into

the poem, but has also a "soul" or meaning in it--though the ways of

seeing and understanding are somewhat too closely guarded by "Og and

Anak." Reading it as an excerpt indeed one need hardly wish to see beyond

the form or material figure. That "innumerable dance" of tree and flower

and herb is not unfit for comparison with the old [Greek: anerithmon

gelasma] of the waves of the sea.

[62] One may fear that some such symbolic stuff as this is really at the

root of the admirable poem christened by its editor with the name of

_Broken Love_: which I gravely suspect was meant for insertion in some

fresh instalment of prophetic rhapsody by way of complement or sequel to

_Jerusalem_. The whole tone of it, and especially that of some rejected

stanzas, is exactly in the elemental manner of the scenes (where scene is

none) between Albion, Jerusalem, and Vala the Spectre of Jerusalem (books

1st and 2nd):--

"Thou hast parted from my side--

Once thou wast a virgin bride:

Never shalt thou a true love find--

My Spectre follows thee behind.

"When my love did first begin,

Thou didst call that love a sin;

Secret trembling, night and day,

Driving all my loves away."

These two stanzas (recalling so many other passages where Blake has

enforced his doctrines as to the fatal tendency of the fears and

jealousies, the abstinence and doubt, produced by theoretic virtue and

hatched by artificial chastity) stood originally as third and fourth in

the poem. They are cancelled in Blake's own MS.; but in that MS. the poem

ends as follows, in a way (I fear) conclusive as to the justice of my

suggestion; I mark them conjecturally, as I suppose the dialogue to stand,

by way of helping the reader to some glimpse of the point here and there.

"When wilt thou return and view

My loves and them to life renew?

When wilt thou return and live?

When wilt thou pity as I forgive?"

"Never, never, I return;

Still for victory I burn.

Living, thee alone I'll have;

And when dead I'll be thy grave.

"Through the heaven and earth and hell

Thou shalt never, never quell:

I will fly and thou pursue;

Night and morn the flight renew."

(This I take to be the jealous lust of power and exclusive love speaking

through the incarnate "female will." See _Jerusalem_ again.)

"And I, to end thy cruel mocks,

Annihilate thee on the rocks,

And another form create

To be subservient to my fate.

"Till I turn from female love

And root up the infernal grove,

I shall never worthy be

To step into eternity."

(This stanza ought probably to be omitted; but I retain it as being

carefully numbered for insertion by Blake: though he by some evident slip

of mind or pen has put it before the preceding one.)

"Let us agree to give up love

And root up the infernal grove,

Then shall we return and see

The worlds of happy eternity.

"And throughout all eternity

I forgive you, you forgive me;

As our dear Redeemer said,

This the wine and this the bread."

That is perfect _Jerusalem_ both for style and matter. The struggle of

either side for supremacy--the flight and pursuit--the vehemence and

perversion--the menace and the persuasion--the separate Spectre or

incarnation of sex "annihilated on the rocks" of rough law or stony

circumstance and necessity--the final vision of an eternity where the

jealous divided loves and personal affections "born of shame and pride"

shall be destroyed or absorbed in resignation of individual office and

quality--all this belongs but too clearly to the huge prophetic roll. Few

however will be desirous, and none will be wise, to resign for these

gigantic shadows of formless and baseless fancy the splendid exposition

given by the editor (p. 76 of vol. ii). Seen by that new external

illumination, though it be none of the author's kindling, his poem stands

on firmer feet and is clothed with a nearer light.

[63] In the mythologic scheme, also, Los god of time and Albion father of

the races of men are rival powers; and the "Spectre" or satellite deity

reproaches his lord with resignation of the world and all its ways and

generations (which should have been subject only to the Time-Spirit) to

the guidance of the nations sprung from the patriarch Albion (called in

Biblical records after Jewish names, here spoken of by their English or

other titles, more or less burlesque and barbaric) who have taken upon

themselves to subdue even Time himself to this work and divide his spoils.

So closely is the bare mythical construction enwound with the symbolic or

doctrinal passages which are meant to give it such vitality and such

coherence as they may.

[64] Who adore nature as she appears to the Deist, who select this and

reject that, assume and presume according to moral law and custom, instead

of accepting the Pantheistic revelation which consecrates all things and

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