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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Infernal Marriage + +Author: Benjamin Disraeli + +Release Date: December 3, 2006 [EBook #20003] +Last Updated: August 26, 2016 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE INFERNAL MARRIAGE *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + +</pre> + + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <h1> + THE INFERNAL MARRIAGE + </h1> + <h2> + By Benjamin Disraeli + </h2> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <blockquote> + <p> + <i>Proserpine was the daughter of Jupiter and Ceres. Pluto, the god of + Hell, became enamoured of her. His addresses were favoured by her + father, but opposed by Ceres. Under these circumstances, he surprised + her on the plains of Enna, and carried her off in his chariot.</i> + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <blockquote> + <p class="toc"> + <big><b>CONTENTS</b></big> + </p> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <p> + <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> <big><b>THE INFERNAL MARRIAGE</b></big> </a> + </p> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_PART1"> PART I. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_PART2"> PART II. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_PART3"> PART III. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_PART4"> PART IV. </a> + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h1> + THE INFERNAL MARRIAGE + </h1> + <p> + <a name="link2H_PART1" id="link2H_PART1"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + PART I. + </h2> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + <i>A Sublime Elopement</i> +</pre> + <p> + IT WAS clearly a runaway match—never indeed was such a sublime + elopement. The four horses were coal-black, with blood-red manes and + tails; and they were shod with rubies. They were harnessed to a basaltic + car by a single rein of flame. Waving his double-pronged trident in the + air, the god struck the blue breast of Cyane, and the waters instantly + parted. In rushed the wild chariot, the pale and insensible Proserpine + clinging to the breast of her grim lover. + </p> + <p> + Through the depths of the hitherto unfathomed lake the infernal steeds + held their breathless course. The car jolted against its bed. ‘Save me!’ + exclaimed the future Queen of Hades, and she clung with renewed energy to + the bosom of the dark bridegroom. The earth opened; they entered the + kingdom of the gnomes. Here Pluto was popular. The lurid populace gave him + a loud shout. The chariot whirled along through shadowy cities and by dim + highways, swarming with a busy race of shades. + </p> + <p> + ‘Ye flowery meads of Enna!’ exclaimed the terrified Proserpine, ‘shall I + never view you again? What an execrable climate!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Here, however, in-door nature is charming,’ responded Pluto. ‘Tis a great + nation of manufacturers. You are better, I hope, my Proserpine. The + passage of the water is never very agreeable, especially to ladies.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And which is our next stage?’ inquired Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘The centre of Earth,’ replied Pluto. ‘Travelling is so much improved that + at this rate we shall reach Hades before night.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Alas!’ exclaimed Proserpine, ‘is not this night?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You are not unhappy, my Proserpine?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Beloved of my heart, I have given up everything for you! I do not repent, + but I am thinking of my mother.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Time will pacify the Lady Ceres. What is done cannot be undone. In the + winter, when a residence among us is even desirable, I should not be + surprised were she to pay us a visit.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Her prejudices are so strong,’ murmured the bride. ‘Oh my Pluto! I hope + your family will be kind to me.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Who could be unkind to Proserpine? Ours is a very domestic circle. I can + assure you that everything is so well ordered among us that I have no + recollection of a domestic broil.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But marriage is such a revolution in a bachelor’s establishment,’ replied + Proserpine, despondingly. ‘To tell the truth, too, I am half frightened at + the thought of the Furies. I have heard that their tempers are so + violent.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘They mean well; their feelings are strong, but their hearts are in the + right place. I flatter myself you will like my nieces, the Parcæ. They are + accomplished, and favourites among the men.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Indeed!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh! quite irresistible.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My heart misgives me. I wish you had at least paid them the compliment of + apprising them of our marriage.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Cheer up. For myself, I have none but pleasant anticipations. I long to + be at home once more by my own fireside, and patting my faithful + Cerberus.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I think I shall like Cerberus; I am fond of dogs.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I am sure you will. He is the most faithful creature in the world.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Is he very fierce?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Not if he takes a fancy to you; and who can help taking a fancy to + Proserpine?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! my Pluto, you are in love.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Is this Hades?’ inquired Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + An avenue of colossal bulls, sculptured in basalt and breathing living + flame, led to gates of brass, adorned with friezes of rubies, representing + the wars and discomfiture of the Titans. A crimson cloud concealed the + height of the immense portals, and on either side hovered o’er the + extending walls of the city; a watch-tower or a battlement occasionally + flashing forth, and forcing their forms through the lurid obscurity. + </p> + <p> + ‘Queen of Hades! welcome to your capital!’ exclaimed Pluto. + </p> + <p> + The monarch rose in his car and whirled a javelin at the gates. There was + an awful clang, and then a still more terrible growl. + </p> + <p> + ‘My faithful Cerberus!’ exclaimed the King. + </p> + <p> + The portals flew open, and revealed the gigantic form of the celebrated + watch-dog of Hell. It completely filled their wide expanse. Who but Pluto + could have viewed without horror that enormous body covered with shaggy + spikes, those frightful paws clothed with claws of steel, that tail like a + boa constrictor, those fiery eyes that blazed like the blood-red lamps in + a pharos, and those three forky tongues, round each of which were entwined + a vigorous family of green rattlesnakes! + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! Cerby! Cerby!’ exclaimed Pluto; ‘my fond and faithful Cerby!’ + </p> + <p> + Proserpine screamed as the animal gambolled up to the side of the chariot + and held out its paw to its master. Then, licking the royal palm with its + three tongues at once, it renewed its station with a wag of its tail which + raised such a cloud of dust that for a few minutes nothing was + perceptible. + </p> + <p> + ‘The monster!’ exclaimed Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘My love!’ exclaimed Pluto, with astonishment. + </p> + <p> + ‘The hideous brute!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My dear!’ exclaimed Pluto. + </p> + <p> + ‘He shall never touch me.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Don’t touch me with that hand. You never shall touch me, if you allow + that disgusting animal to lick your hand.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I beg to inform you that there are few beings of any kind for whom I have + a greater esteem than that faithful and affectionate beast.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh! if you like Cerberus better than me, I have no more to say,’ + exclaimed the bride, bridling up with indignation. + </p> + <p> + ‘My Proserpine is perverse,’ replied Pluto; ‘her memory has scarcely done + me justice.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I am sure you said you liked Cerberus better than anything in the world,’ + continued the goddess, with a voice trembling with passion. + </p> + <p> + ‘I said no such thing,’ replied Pluto, somewhat sternly. + </p> + <p> + ‘I see how it is,’ replied Proserpine, with a sob; ‘you are tired of me.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My beloved!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I never expected this.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My child!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Was it for this I left my mother?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Powers of Hades! How you can say such things!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Broke her heart?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine! Proserpine!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Gave up daylight?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘For the sake of Heaven, then, calm yourself!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Sacrificed everything?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My love! my life! my angel! what is all this?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And then to be abused for the sake of a dog!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘By all the shades of Hell, but this is enough to provoke even immortals. + What have I done, said, or thought, to justify such treatment?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh! me!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Heigho!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine! Proserpine!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘So soon is the veil withdrawn!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Dearest, you must be unwell. This journey has been too much for you,’ + </p> + <p> + ‘On our very bridal day to be so treated!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Soul of my existence, don’t make me mad. I love you, I adore you; I have + no hope, no wish, no thought but you. I swear it; I swear it by my sceptre + and my throne. Speak, speak to your Pluto: tell him all your wish, all + your desire. What would you have me do?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Shoot that horrid beast.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! me!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What, you will not? I thought how it would be. I am Proserpine, your + beloved, adored Proserpine. You have no wish, no hope, no thought but for + me! I have only to speak, and what I desire will be instantly done! And I + do speak, I tell you my wish, I express to you my desire, and I am + instantly refused! And what have I requested? Is it such a mighty favour? + Is it anything unreasonable? Is there, indeed, in my entreaty anything so + vastly out of the way? The death of a dog, a disgusting animal, which has + already shaken my nerves to pieces; and if ever (here she hid her face in + his breast), if ever that event should occur which both must desire, my + Pluto, I am sure the very sight of that horrible beast will—I dare + not say what it will do.’ + </p> + <p> + Pluto looked puzzled. + </p> + <p> + ‘Indeed, my Proserpine, it is not in my power to grant your request; for + Cerberus is immortal, like ourselves.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Me! miserable!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Some arrangement, however, may be made to keep him out of your sight and + hearing. I can banish him.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Can you, indeed? Oh! banish him, my Pluto! pray banish him! I never shall + be happy until Cerberus is banished.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I will do anything you desire; but I confess to you I have some + misgivings. He is an invaluable watch-dog; and I fear, without his + superintendence, the guardians of the gate will scarcely do their duty.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh! yes: I am sure they will, my Pluto! I will ask them to, I will ask + them myself, I will request them, as a particular and personal favour to + myself, to be very careful indeed. And if they do their duty, and I am + sure they will, they shall be styled, as a reward, “Proserpine’s Own + Guards.”’ + </p> + <p> + ‘A reward, indeed!’ said the enamoured monarch, as, with a sigh, he signed + the order for the banishment of Cerberus in the form of his promotion to + the office of Master of the royal and imperial bloodhounds. + </p> + <p> + The burning waves of Phlegethon assumed a lighter hue. It was morning. It + was the morning after the arrival of Pluto and his unexpected bride. In + one of the principal rooms of the palace three beautiful females, clothed + in cerulean robes spangled with stars, and their heads adorned with golden + crowns, were at work together. One held a distaff, from which the second + spun; and the third wielded an enormous pair of adamantine shears, with + which she perpetually severed the labours of her sisters. Tall were they + in stature and beautiful in form. Very fair; an expression of haughty + serenity pervaded their majestic countenances. Their three companions, + however, though apparently of the same sex, were of a different character. + If women can ever be ugly, certainly these three ladies might put in a + valid claim to that epithet. Their complexions were dark and withered, and + their eyes, though bright, were bloodshot. Scantily clothed in black + garments, not unstained with gore, their wan and offensive forms were but + slightly veiled. Their hands were talons; their feet cloven; and serpents + were wreathed round their brows instead of hair. Their restless and + agitated carriage afforded also not less striking contrast to the polished + and aristocratic demeanour of their companions. They paced the chamber + with hurried and unequal steps, and wild and uncouth gestures; waving, + with a reckless ferocity, burning torches and whips of scorpions. It is + hardly necessary to add that these were the Furies, and that the + conversation which I am about to report was carried on with the Fates. + </p> + <p> + ‘A thousand serpents!’ shrieked Tisiphone. ‘I will never believe it.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Racks and flames!’ squeaked Megæra. ‘It is impossible.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Eternal torture!’ moaned Alecto. ‘‘Tis a lie.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Not Jupiter himself should convince us!’ the Furies joined in infernal + chorus. + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis nevertheless true,’ calmly observed the beautiful Clotho. + </p> + <p> + ‘You will soon have the honour of being presented to her,’ added the + serene Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘And whatever we may feel,’ observed the considerate Atropos, ‘I think, my + dear girls, you had better restrain yourselves.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And what sort of thing is she?’ inquired Tisiphone, with a shriek. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have heard that she is lovely,’ answered Clotho. ‘Indeed, it is + impossible to account for the affair in any other way.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis neither possible to account for nor to justify it,’ squeaked Megæra. + </p> + <p> + ‘Is there, indeed, a Queen in Hell?’ moaned Alecto. + </p> + <p> + ‘We shall hold no more drawing-rooms,’ said Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘We will never attend hers,’ said the Furies. + </p> + <p> + ‘You must,’ replied the Fates. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have no doubt she will give herself airs,’ shrieked Tisiphone. + </p> + <p> + ‘We must remember where she has been brought up, and be considerate,’ + replied Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘I dare say you three will get on very well with her,’ squeaked Megasra. + ‘You always get on well with people.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘We must remember how very strange things here must appear to her,’ + observed Atropos. + </p> + <p> + ‘No one can deny that there are some very disagreeable sights,’ said + Clotho. + </p> + <p> + ‘There is something in that,’ replied Tisiphone, looking in the glass, and + arranging her serpents; ‘and for my part, poor girl, I almost pity her, + when I think she will have to visit the Harpies.’ + </p> + <p> + At this moment four little pages entered the room, who, without exception, + were the most hideous dwarfs that ever attended upon a monarch. They were + clothed only in parti-coloured tunics, and their breasts and legs were + quite bare. From the countenance of the first you would have supposed he + was in a convulsion; his hands were clenched and his hair stood on end: + this was Terror! The protruded veins of the second seemed ready to burst, + and his rubicund visage decidedly proved that he had blood in his head; + this was Rage! The third was of an ashen colour throughout: this was + Paleness! And the fourth, with a countenance not without traces of beauty, + was even more disgusting than his companions from the quantity of horrible + flies, centipedes, snails, and other noisome, slimy, and indescribable + monstrosities that were crawling all about his body and feeding on his + decaying features. The name of this fourth page was Death! + </p> + <p> + ‘The King and Queen!’ announced the pages. + </p> + <p> + Pluto, during the night, had prepared Proserpine for the worst, and had + endeavoured to persuade her that his love would ever compensate for all + annoyances. She was in excellent spirits and in very good humour; + therefore, though she could with difficulty stifle a scream when she + recognised the Furies, she received the congratulations of the Parcæ with + much cordiality. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have the pleasure, Proserpine, of presenting you to my family,’ said + Pluto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Who, I am sure, hope to make Hades agreeable to your Majesty,’ rejoined + Clotho. The Furies uttered a suppressed sound between a murmur and a + growl. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have ordered the chariot,’ said Pluto. ‘I propose to take the Queen a + ride, and show her some of our lions.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘She will, I am sure, be delighted,’ said Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘I long to see Ixion,’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘The wretch!’ shrieked Tisiphone. + </p> + <p> + ‘I cannot help thinking that he has been very unfairly treated,’ said + Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘What!’ squeaked Megæra. ‘The ravisher!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ay! it is all very well,’ replied Proserpine; ‘but, for my part, if we + knew the truth of that affair——-’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Is it possible that your Majesty can speak in such a tone of levity of + such an offender?’ shrieked Tisiphone. + </p> + <p> + ‘Is it possible?’ moaned Alecto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! you have heard only one side of the question; but for my part, + knowing as much of Juno as I do——-’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The Queen of Heaven!’ observed Atropos, with an intimidating glance. + </p> + <p> + ‘The Queen of Fiddlestick!’ said Proserpine; ‘as great a flirt as ever + existed, with all her prudish looks.’ + </p> + <p> + The Fates and the Furies exchanged glances of astonishment and horror. + </p> + <p> + ‘For my part,’ continued Proserpine, ‘I make it a rule to support the + weaker side, and nothing will ever persuade me that Ixion is not a victim, + and a pitiable one.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Well! men generally have the best of it in these affairs,’ said Lachesis, + with a forced smile. + </p> + <p> + ‘Juno ought to be ashamed of herself,’ said Proserpine. ‘Had I been in her + situation, they should have tied me to a wheel first. At any rate, they + ought to have punished him in Heaven. I have no idea of those people + sending every <i>mauvais sujet</i> to Hell.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But what shall we do?’ inquired Pluto, who wished to turn the + conversation. + </p> + <p> + ‘Shall we turn out a sinner and hunt him for her Majesty’s diversion?’ + suggested Tisiphone, flanking her serpents. + </p> + <p> + ‘Nothing of the kind will ever divert me,’ said Proserpine; ‘for I have no + hesitation in saying that I do not at all approve of these eternal + punishments, or, indeed, of any punishment whatever.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The heretic!’ whispered Tisiphone to Megæra. Alecto moaned. + </p> + <p> + ‘It might be more interesting to her Majesty,’ said Atropos, ‘to witness + some of those extraordinary instances of predestined misery with which + Hades abounds. Shall we visit OEdipus?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Poor fellow!’ exclaimed Proserpine. ‘For myself, I willingly confess that + torture disgusts and Destiny puzzles me.’ + </p> + <p> + The Fates and the Furies all alike started. + </p> + <p> + ‘I do not understand this riddle of Destiny,’ continued the young Queen. + ‘If you, Parcæ, have predestined that a man should commit a crime, it + appears to me very unjust that you should afterwards call upon the Furies + to punish him for its commission.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But man is a free agent,’ observed Lachesis, in as mild a tone as she + could command. + </p> + <p> + ‘Then what becomes of Destiny?’ replied Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘Destiny is eternal and irresistible,’ replied Clotho. ‘All is ordained; + but man is, nevertheless, master of his own actions.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I do not understand that,’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘It is not meant to be understood,’ said Atropos; ‘but you must + nevertheless believe it.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I make it a rule only to believe what I understand,’ replied Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘It appears,’ said Lachesis, with a blended glance of contempt and + vengeance, ‘that your Majesty, though a goddess, is an atheist.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘As for that, anybody may call me just what they please, provided they do + nothing else. So long as I am not tied to a wheel or whipped with + scorpions for speaking my mind, I shall be as tolerant of the speech and + acts of others as I expect them to be tolerant of mine. Come, Pluto, I am + sure that the chariot must be ready!’ + </p> + <p> + So saying, her Majesty took the arm of her spouse, and with a haughty + curtsey left the apartment. + </p> + <p> + ‘Did you ever!’ shrieked Tisiphone, as the door closed. + </p> + <p> + ‘No! never!’ squeaked Megaera. + </p> + <p> + ‘Never! never!’ moaned Alecto. + </p> + <p> + ‘She must understand what she believes, must she?’ said Lachesis, scarcely + less irritated. + </p> + <p> + ‘I never heard such nonsense,’ said Clotho. + </p> + <p> + ‘What next!’ said Atropos. + </p> + <p> + ‘Disgusted with torture!’ exclaimed the Furies. + </p> + <p> + ‘Puzzled with Destiny!’ said the Fates. + </p> + <p> + It was the third morning after the Infernal Marriage; the slumbering + Proserpine reposed in the arms of the snoring Pluto. There was a loud + knocking at the chamber-door. Pluto jumped up in the middle of a dream. + </p> + <p> + ‘My life, what is the matter?’ exclaimed Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + The knocking was repeated and increased. There was also a loud shout of + ‘treason, murder, and fire!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What is the matter?’ exclaimed the god, jumping out of bed and seizing + his trident. ‘Who is there?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Your pages, your faithful pages! Treason! treason! For the sake of Hell, + open the door. Murder, fire, treason!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Enter!’ said Pluto, as the door was unlocked. + </p> + <p> + And Terror and Rage entered. + </p> + <p> + ‘You frightful things, get out of the room!’ cried Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘A moment, my angel!’ said Pluto, ‘a single moment. Be not alarmed, my + best love; I pray you be not alarmed. Well, imps, why am I disturbed?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh!’ said Terror. Rage could not speak, but gnashed his teeth and stamped + his feet. + </p> + <p> + ‘O-o-o-h!’ repeated Terror. + </p> + <p> + ‘Speak, cursed imps!’ cried the enraged Pluto; and he raised his arm. + </p> + <p> + ‘A man! a man!’ cried Terror. ‘Treason, treason! a man! a man!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What man?’ said Pluto, in a rage. + </p> + <p> + ‘A man, a live man, has entered Hell!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You don’t say so?’ said Proserpine; ‘a man, a live man. Let me see him + immediately.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Where is he?’ said Pluto; ‘what is he doing?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘He is here, there, and everywhere! asking for your wife, and singing like + anything.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine!’ said Pluto, reproachfully; but, to do the god justice, he + was more astounded than jealous. + </p> + <p> + ‘I am sure I shall be delighted to see him; it is so long since I have + seen a live man,’ said Proserpine. ‘Who can he be? A man, and a live man! + How delightful! It must be a messenger from my mother.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But how came he here?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! how came he here?’ echoed Terror. + </p> + <p> + ‘No time must be lost!’ exclaimed Pluto, scrambling on his robe. ‘Seize + him, and bring him into the council chamber. My charming Proserpine, + excuse me for a moment.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Not at all; I will accompany you.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But, my love, my sweetest, my own, this is business; these are affairs of + state. The council chamber is not a place for you.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And why not?’ said Proserpine. ‘I have no idea of ever leaving you for a + moment. Why not for me as well as for the Fates and the Furies? Am I not + Queen? I have no idea of such nonsense!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My love!’ said the deprecating husband. + </p> + <p> + ‘You don’t go without me,’ said the imperious wife, seizing his robe. + </p> + <p> + ‘I must,’ said Pluto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Then you shall never return,’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘Enchantress! be reasonable.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I never was, and I never will be,’ replied the Goddess. + </p> + <p> + ‘Treason! treason!’ screamed Terror. + </p> + <p> + ‘My love, I must go!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Pluto,’ said Proserpine, ‘understand me once for all, I will not be + contradicted.’ + </p> + <p> + Rage stamped his foot. + </p> + <p> + ‘Proserpine, understand me once for all, it is impossible,’ said the God, + frowning. + </p> + <p> + ‘My Pluto!’ said the Queen. ‘Is it my Pluto who speaks thus sternly to me? + Is it he who, but an hour ago, a short hour ago, died upon my bosom in + transports and stifled me with kisses! Unhappy woman! wretched, miserable + Proserpine! Oh! my mother! my kind, my affectionate mother! Have I + disobeyed you for this! For this have I deserted you! For this have I + broken your beloved heart!’ She buried her face in the crimson + counterpane, and bedewed its gorgeous embroidery with her fast-flowing + tears. + </p> + <p> + ‘Treason!’ shouted Terror. + </p> + <p> + ‘Ha! ha! ha!’ exclaimed the hysterical Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘What am I to do?’ cried Pluto. ‘Proserpine, my adored, my beloved, my + enchanting Proserpine, compose yourself; for my sake, compose yourself. I + love you! I adore you! You know it! oh! indeed you know it!’ + </p> + <p> + The hysterics increased. + </p> + <p> + ‘Treason! treason!’ shouted Terror. + </p> + <p> + ‘Hold your infernal tongue,’ said Pluto. ‘What do I care for treason when + the Queen is in this state?’ He knelt by the bedside, and tried to stop + her mouth with kisses, and ever and anon whispered his passion. ‘My + Proserpine, I beseech you to be calm; I will do anything you like. Come, + come, then, to the council!’ + </p> + <p> + The hysterics ceased; the Queen clasped him in her arms and rewarded him + with a thousand embraces. Then, jumping up, she bathed her swollen eyes + with a beautiful cosmetic that she and her maidens had distilled from the + flowers of Enna; and, wrapping herself up in her shawl, descended with his + Majesty, who was quite as much puzzled about the cause of this disturbance + as when he was first roused. + </p> + <p> + Crossing an immense covered bridge, the origin of the Bridge of Sighs at + Venice, over the royal gardens, which consisted entirely of cypress, the + royal pair, preceded by the pages-in-waiting, entered the council chamber. + The council was already assembled. On either side of a throne of sulphur, + from which issued the four infernal rivers of Lethe, Phlegethon, Cocytus, + and Acheron, were ranged the Eumenides and Parcæ. Lachesis and her sisters + turned up their noses when they observed Proserpine; but the Eumenides + could not stifle their fury, in spite of the hints of their more subdued + but not less malignant companions. + </p> + <p> + ‘What is all this?’ inquired Pluto. + </p> + <p> + ‘The constitution is in danger,’ said the Parcæ in chorus. + </p> + <p> + ‘Both in church and state,’ added the Furies. ‘‘Tis a case of treason and + blasphemy;’ and they waved their torches and shook their whips with + delighted anticipation of their use. + </p> + <p> + ‘Detail the circumstances,’ said Pluto, waving his hand majestically to + Lachesis, in whose good sense he had great confidence. + </p> + <p> + ‘A man, a living man, has entered your kingdom, unknown and unnoticed,’ + said Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘By my sceptre, is it true?’ said the astonished King. ‘Is he seized?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The extraordinary mortal baffles our efforts,’ said Lachesis. ‘He bears + with him a lyre, the charmed gift of Apollo, and so seducing are his + strains that in vain our guards advance to arrest his course; they + immediately begin dancing, and he easily eludes their efforts. The general + confusion is indescribable. All business is at a standstill: Ixion rests + upon his wheel; old Sisyphus sits down on his mountain, and his stone has + fallen with a terrible plash into Acheron. In short, unless we are + energetic, we are on the eve of a revolution.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘His purpose?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘He seeks yourself and—her Majesty,’ added Lachesis, with a sneer. + </p> + <p> + ‘Immediately announce that we will receive him.’ + </p> + <p> + The unexpected guest was not slow in acknowledging the royal summons. A + hasty treaty was drawn up; he was to enter the palace unmolested, on + condition that he ceased playing his lyre. The Fates and the Furies + exchanged significant glances as his approach was announced. + </p> + <p> + The man, the live man, who had committed the unprecedented crime of + entering Hell without a licence, and the previous deposit of his soul as + security for the good behaviour of his body, stood before the surprised + and indignant Court of Hades. Tall and graceful in stature, and crowned + with laurels, Proserpine was glad to observe that the man, who was + evidently famous, was also good-looking. + </p> + <p> + ‘Thy purpose, mortal?’ inquired Pluto, with awful majesty. + </p> + <p> + ‘Mercy!’ answered the stranger in a voice of exquisite melody, and + sufficiently embarrassed to render him interesting. + </p> + <p> + ‘What is mercy?’ inquired the Fates and the Furies. + </p> + <p> + ‘Speak, stranger, without fear,’ said Proserpine. ‘Thy name?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Is Orpheus; but a few days back the too happy husband of the enchanting + Eurydice. Alas! dread King, and thou too, beautiful and benignant partner + of his throne, I won her by my lyre, and by my lyre I would redeem her. + Know, then, that in the very glow of our gratified passion a serpent crept + under the flowers on which we reposed, and by a fatal sting summoned my + adored to the shades. Why did it not also summon me? I will not say why + should I not have been the victim in her stead; for I feel too keenly that + the doom of Eurydice would not have been less forlorn, had she been the + wretched being who had been spared to life. O King! they whispered on + earth that thou too hadst yielded thy heart to the charms of love. Pluto, + they whispered, is no longer stern: Pluto also feels the all-subduing + influence of beauty. Dread monarch, by the self-same passion that rages in + our breasts alike, I implore thy mercy. Thou hast risen from the couch of + love, the arm of thy adored has pressed upon thy heart, her honied lips + have clung with rapture to thine, still echo in thy ears all the + enchanting phrases of her idolatry. Then, by the memory of these, by all + the higher and ineffable joys to which these lead, King of Hades, spare + me, oh! spare me, Eurydice!’ + </p> + <p> + Proserpine threw her arms round the neck of her husband, and, hiding her + face in his breast, wept. + </p> + <p> + ‘Rash mortal, you demand that which is not in the power of Pluto to + concede,’ said Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have heard much of treason since my entrance into Hades,’ replied + Orpheus, ‘and this sounds like it.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Mortal!’ exclaimed Clotho, with contempt. + </p> + <p> + ‘Nor is it in your power to return, sir,’ said Tisiphone, shaking her + whip. + </p> + <p> + ‘We have accounts to settle with you,’ said Megæra. + </p> + <p> + ‘Spare her, spare her,’ murmured Proserpine to her lover. + </p> + <p> + ‘King of Hades!’ said Lachesis, with much dignity, ‘I hold a responsible + office in your realm, and I claim the constitutional privilege of your + attention. I protest against the undue influence of the Queen. She is a + power unknown in our constitution, and an irresponsible agent that I will + not recognise. Let her go back to the drawing-room, where all will bow to + her.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Hag!’ exclaimed Proserpine. ‘King of Hades, I, too, can appeal to you. + Have I accepted your crown to be insulted by your subjects?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘A subject, may it please your Majesty, who has duties as strictly defined + by our infernal constitution as those of your royal spouse; duties, too, + which, let me tell you, madam, I and <i>my order</i> are resolved to + perform.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Gods of Olympus!’ cried Proserpine. ‘Is this to be a Queen?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Before we proceed further in this discussion,’ said Lachesis, ‘I must + move an inquiry into the conduct of his Excellency the Governor of the + Gates. I move, then, that Cerberus be summoned. + </p> + <p> + Pluto started, and the blood rose to his dark cheek. ‘I have not yet had + an opportunity of mentioning,’ said his Majesty, in a low tone, and with + an air of considerable confusion, ‘that I have thought fit, as a reward + for his past services, to promote Cerberus to the office of the Master of + the Hounds. He therefore is no longer responsible.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘O-h!’ shrieked the Furies, as they elevated their hideous eyes. + </p> + <p> + ‘The constitution has invested your Majesty with a power in the + appointment of your Officers of State which your Majesty has undoubtedly a + right to exercise,’ said Lachesis. ‘What degree of discretion it + anticipated in the exercise, it is now unnecessary, and would be extremely + disagreeable, to discuss. I shall not venture to inquire by what new + influence your Majesty has been guided in the present instance. The + consequence of your Majesty’s conduct is obvious, in the very difficult + situation in which your realm is now placed. For myself and my colleagues, + I have only to observe that we decline, under this crisis, any further + responsibility; and the distaff and the shears are at your Majesty’s + service the moment your Majesty may find convenient successors to the + present holders. As a last favour, in addition to the many we are proud to + remember we have received from your Majesty, we entreat that we may be + relieved from their burthen as quickly as possible.’ (Loud cheers from the + Eumenides.) + </p> + <p> + ‘We had better recall Cerberus,’ said Pluto, alarmed, ‘and send this + mortal about his business.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Not without Eurydice. Oh! not without Eurydice,’ said the Queen. + </p> + <p> + ‘Silence, Proserpine!’ said Pluto. + </p> + <p> + ‘May it please your Majesty,’ said Lachesis, ‘I am doubtful whether we + have the power of expelling anyone from Hades. It is not less the law that + a mortal cannot remain here; and it is too notorious for me to mention the + fact that none here have the power of inflicting death.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Of what use are all your laws,’ exclaimed Proserpine, ‘if they are only + to perplex us? As there are no statutes to guide us, it is obvious that + the King’s will is supreme. Let Orpheus depart, then, with his bride.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The latter suggestion is clearly illegal,’ said Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘Lachesis, and ye, her sisters,’ said Proserpine, ‘forget, I beseech you, + any warm words that may have passed between us, and, as a personal favour + to one who would willingly be your friend, release Eurydice. What! you + shake your heads! Nay; of what importance can be a single miserable shade, + and one, too, summoned so cruelly before her time, in these + thickly-peopled regions?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis the principle,’ said Lachesis; ‘‘tis the principle. Concession is + ever fatal, however slight. Grant this demand; others, and greater, will + quickly follow. Mercy becomes a precedent, and the realm is ruined.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ruined!’ echoed the Furies. + </p> + <p> + ‘And I say <i>preserved!</i>’ exclaimed Proserpine with energy. ‘The State + is in confusion, and you yourselves confess that you know not how to + remedy it. Unable to suggest a course, follow mine. I am the advocate of + mercy; I am the advocate of concession; and, as you despise all higher + impulses, I meet you on your own grounds. I am their advocate for the sake + of policy, of expediency.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Never!’ said the Fates. + </p> + <p> + ‘Never!’ shrieked the Furies. + </p> + <p> + ‘What, then, will you do with Orpheus?’ + </p> + <p> + The Parcæ shook their heads; even the Eumenides were silent. + </p> + <p> + ‘Then you are unable to carry on the King’s government; for Orpheus must + be disposed of; all agree to that. Pluto, reject these counsellors, at + once insulting and incapable. Give me the distaff and the fatal shears. At + once form a new Cabinet; and let the release of Orpheus and Eurydice be + the basis of their policy.’ She threw her arms round his neck and + whispered in his ear. + </p> + <p> + Pluto was perplexed; his confidence in the Parcae was shaken. A difficulty + had occurred with which they could not cope. It was true the difficulty + had been occasioned by a departure from their own exclusive and + restrictive policy. It was clear that the gates of Hell ought never to + have been opened to the stranger; but opened they had been. Forced to + decide, he decided on the side of <i>expediency</i>, and signed a decree + for the departure of Orpheus and Eurydice. The Parcas immediately resigned + their posts, and the Furies walked off in a huff. Thus, on the third day + of the Infernal Marriage, Pluto found that he had quarrelled with all his + family, and that his ancient administration was broken up. The King was + without a friend, and Hell was without a Government! + </p> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%;"> + <img alt="page025 (73K)" src="images/page025.jpg" width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%;"> + <img alt="page025_label (17K)" src="images/page025_label.jpg" width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + <br /> <a name="link2H_PART2" id="link2H_PART2"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + PART II. + </h2> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + <i>A Visit to Elysium</i> +</pre> + <p> + LET us change the scene from Hades to Olympus. + </p> + <p> + A chariot drawn by dragons hovered over that superb palace whose sparkling + steps of lapislazuli were once pressed by the daring foot of Ixion. It + descended into the beautiful gardens, and Ceres, stepping out, sought the + presence of Jove. + </p> + <p> + ‘Father of gods and men,’ said the majestic mother of Proserpine, ‘listen + to a distracted parent! All my hopes were centred in my daughter, the + daughter of whom you have deprived me. Is it for this that I endured the + pangs of childbirth? Is it for this that I suckled her on this miserable + bosom? Is it for this that I tended her girlish innocence, watched with + vigilant fondness the development of her youthful mind, and cultured with + a thousand graces and accomplishments her gifted and unrivalled promise? + to lose her for ever!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Beloved Bona Dea,’ replied Jove, ‘calm yourself!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Jupiter, you forget that I am a mother.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘It is the recollection of that happy circumstance that alone should make + you satisfied.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Do you mock me? Where is my daughter?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘In the very situation you should desire. In her destiny all is fulfilled + which the most affectionate mother could hope. What was the object of all + your care and all her accomplishments? a good parti; and she has found + one.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘To reign in Hell!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘“Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.” What! would you have had + her a cup-bearer, like Hebe, or a messenger, like Hermes? Was the daughter + of Jove and Ceres to be destined to a mere place in our household! Lady! + she is the object of envy to half the goddesses. Bating our own bed, which + she could not share, what lot more distinguished than hers? Recollect that + goddesses, who desire a becoming match, have a very limited circle to + elect from. Even Venus was obliged to put up with Vulcan. It will not do + to be too nice. Thank your stars that she is not an old maid like + Minerva.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But Mars? he loved her.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘A young officer only with his half-pay, however good his connections, is + surely not a proper mate for our daughter.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Apollo?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I have no opinion of a literary son-in-law. These scribblers are at + present the fashion, and are very well to ask to dinner; but I confess a + more intimate connection with them is not at all to my taste.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I meet Apollo everywhere.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The truth is, he is courted because every one is afraid of him. He is the + editor of a daily journal, and under the pretence of throwing light upon + every subject, brings a great many disagreeable things into notice, which + is excessively inconvenient. Nobody likes to be paragraphed; and for my + part I should only be too happy to extinguish the Sun and every other + newspaper were it only in my power.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But Pluto is so old, and so ugly, and, all agree, so ill-tempered.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘He has a splendid income, a magnificent estate; his settlements are + worthy of his means. This ought to satisfy a mother; and his political + influence is necessary to me, and this satisfies a father.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But the heart——-’ + </p> + <p> + ‘As for that, she fancies she loves him; and whether she do or not, these + feelings, we know, never last. Rest assured, my dear Ceres, that our girl + has made a brilliant match, in spite of the gloomy atmosphere in which she + has to reside.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘It must end in misery. I know Proserpine. I confess it with tears, she is + a spoiled child.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘This may occasion Pluto many uneasy moments; but that is nothing to you + or me. Between ourselves, I shall not be at all surprised if she plague + his life out.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But how can she consort with the Fates? How is it possible for her to + associate with the Furies? She, who is used to the gayest and most amiable + society in the world? Indeed, indeed, ‘tis an ill-assorted union!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘They are united, however; and, take my word for it, my dear madam, that + you had better leave Pluto alone. The interference of a mother-in-law is + proverbially never very felicitous.’ + </p> + <p> + In the meantime affairs went on swimmingly in Tartarus. The obstinate + Fates and the sulky Furies were unwittingly the cause of universal + satisfaction. Everyone enjoyed himself, and enjoyment when it is + unexpected is doubly satisfactory. Tantalus, Sisyphus, and Ixion, for the + first time during their punishment, had an opportunity for a little + conversation. + </p> + <p> + ‘Long live our reforming Queen,’ said the ex-king of Lydia. ‘You cannot + conceive, my dear companions, anything more delightful than this + long-coveted draught of cold water; its flavour far surpasses the memory + of my choicest wines. And as for this delicious fruit, one must live in a + hot climate, like our present one, sufficiently to appreciate its + refreshing gust. I would, my dear friends, you could only share my + banquet.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Your Majesty is very kind,’ replied Sisyphus, ‘but it seems to me that + nothing in the world will ever induce me again to move. One must have + toiled for ages to comprehend the rapturous sense of repose that now + pervades my exhausted frame. Is it possible that that damned stone can + really have disappeared?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You say truly,’ said Ixion, ‘the couches of Olympus cannot compare with + this resting wheel.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Noble Sisyphus,’ rejoined Tantalus, ‘we are both of us acquainted with + the cause of our companion’s presence in those infernal regions, since his + daring exploit has had the good fortune of being celebrated by one of the + fashionable authors of this part of the world.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I have never had time to read his work,’ interrupted Ixion. ‘What sort of + a fellow is he?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘One of the most conceited dogs that I ever met with,’ replied the King. + ‘He thinks he is a great genius, and perhaps he has some little talent for + the extravagant.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Are there any critics in Hell?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Myriads. They abound about the marshes of Cocytus, where they croak + furiously. They are all to a man against our author.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘That speaks more to his credit than his own self-opinion,’ rejoined + Ixion. + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>A nous moutons!</i>’ exclaimed Tantalus; ‘I was about to observe that + I am curious to learn for what reason our friend Sisyphus was doomed to + his late terrible exertions.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘For the simplest in the world,’ replied the object of the inquiry; + ‘because I was not a hypocrite. No one ever led a pleasanter life than + myself, and no one was more popular in society. I was considered, as they + phrased it, the most long-headed prince of my time, and was in truth a + finished man of the world. I had not an acquaintance whom I had not taken + in, and gods and men alike favoured me. In an unlucky moment, however, I + offended the infernal deities, and it was then suddenly discovered that I + was the most abandoned character of my age. You know the rest.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You seem,’ exclaimed Tantalus, ‘to be relating my own history; for I + myself led a reckless career with impunity, until some of the gods did me + the honour of dining with me, and were dissatisfied with the repast. I am + convinced myself that, provided a man frequent the temples, and observe + with strictness the sacred festivals, such is the force of public opinion, + that there is no crime which he may not commit without hazard.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Long live hypocrisy!’ exclaimed Ixion. ‘It is not my forte. But if I + began life anew, I would be more observant in my sacrifices.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Who could have anticipated this wonderful revolution!’ exclaimed + Sisyphus, stretching himself. ‘I wonder what will occur next! Perhaps we + shall be all released.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You say truly,’ said Ixion. ‘I am grateful to our reforming Queen; but I + have no idea of stopping here. This cursed wheel indeed no longer whirls; + but I confess my expectations will be much disappointed if I cannot free + myself from these adamantine bonds that fix me to its orb.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And one cannot drink water for ever,’ said Tantalus. + </p> + <p> + ‘D—n all half measures,’ said Ixion. ‘We must proceed in this system + of amelioration.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Without doubt,’ responded his companion. + </p> + <p> + ‘The Queen must have a party,’ continued the audacious lover of Juno. ‘The + Fates and the Furies never can be conciliated. It is evident to me that + she must fall unless she unbinds these chains of mine.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And grants me full liberty of egress and regress,’ exclaimed Sisyphus. + </p> + <p> + ‘And me a bottle of the finest golden wine of Lydia,’ said Tantalus. + </p> + <p> + The infernal honeymoon was over. A cloud appeared in the hitherto serene + heaven of the royal lovers. Proserpine became unwell. A mysterious languor + pervaded her frame; her accustomed hilarity deserted her. She gave up her + daily rides; she never quitted the palace, scarcely her chamber. All day + long she remained lying on a sofa, and whenever Pluto endeavoured to + console her she went into hysterics. His Majesty was quite miserable, and + the Fates and the Furies began to hold up their heads. The two court + physicians could throw no light upon the complaint, which baffled all + their remedies. These, indeed, were not numerous, for the two physicians + possessed each only one idea. With one every complaint was nervous; the + other traced everything to the liver. The name of the first was Dr. + Blue-Devil; and of the other Dr. Blue-Pill. They were most eminent men. + </p> + <p> + Her Majesty, getting worse every day, Pluto, in despair, determined to + send for Æsculapius. It was a long way to send for a physician; but then + he was the most fashionable one in the world. He cared not how far he + travelled to visit a patient, because he was paid by the mile; and it was + calculated that his fee for quitting earth, and attending the Queen of + Hell, would allow him to leave off business. + </p> + <p> + What a wise physician was Æsculapius! Physic was his abhorrence. He never + was known, in the whole course of his practice, ever to have prescribed a + single drug. He was a handsome man, with a flowing beard curiously + perfumed, and a robe of the choicest purple. He twirled a cane of agate, + round which was twined a serpent of precious stones, the gift of Juno, and + he rode in a chariot drawn by horses of the Sun. When he visited + Proserpine, he neither examined her tongue nor felt her pulse, but gave + her an account of a fancy ball which he had attended the last evening he + passed on <i>terra firma</i>. His details were so interesting that the + Queen soon felt better. The next day he renewed his visit, and gave her an + account of a new singer that had appeared at Ephesus. The effect of this + recital was so satisfactory, that a bulletin in the evening announced that + the Queen was convalescent. The third day Æsculapius took his departure, + having previously enjoined change of scene for her Majesty, and a visit to + the Elysian Fields! + </p> + <p> + ‘Heh, heh!’ shrieked Tisiphone. + </p> + <p> + ‘Hah, hah!’ squeaked Megæra. + </p> + <p> + ‘Hoh, hoh!’ moaned Alecto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Now or never,’ said the infernal sisters. ‘There is a decided reaction. + The moment she embarks, unquestionably we will flare up.’ So they ran off + to the Fates. + </p> + <p> + ‘We must be prudent,’ said Clotho. + </p> + <p> + ‘Our time is not come,’ remarked Lachesis. + </p> + <p> + ‘I wish the reaction was more decided,’ said Atropos; ‘but it is a great + thing that they are going to be parted, for the King must remain.’ + </p> + <p> + The opposition party, although aiming at the same result, was therefore + evidently divided as to the means by which it was to be obtained. The + sanguine Furies were for fighting it out at once, and talked bravely of + the strong conservative spirit only dormant in Tartarus. Even the Radicals + themselves are dissatisfied: Tantalus is no longer contented with water, + or Ixion with repose. But the circumspect Fates felt that a false step at + present could never be regained. They talked, therefore, of watching + events. Both divisions, however, agreed that the royal embarkation was to + be the signal for renewed intrigues and renovated exertions. + </p> + <p> + When Proserpine was assured that she must be parted for a time from Pluto, + she was inconsolable. They passed the night in sorrowful embraces. She + vowed that she could not live a day without him, and that she certainly + should die before she reached the first post. The mighty heart of the King + of Hades was torn to pieces with contending emotions. In the agony of his + overwhelming passion the security of his realm seemed of secondary + importance compared with the happiness of his wife. Fear and hatred of the + Parcæ and the Eumenides equalled, however, in the breast of Proserpine, + her affection for her husband. The consciousness that his absence would be + a signal for a revolution, and that the crown of Tartarus might be lost to + her expected offspring, animated her with a spirit of heroism. She + reconciled herself to the terrible separation, on condition that Pluto + wrote to her every day. + </p> + <p> + ‘Adieu! my best, my only beloved!’ ejaculated the unhappy Queen; ‘do not + forget me for a moment; and let nothing in the world induce you to speak + to any of those horrid people. I know them; I know exactly what they will + be at: the moment I am gone they will commence their intrigues for the + restoration of the reign of doom and torture. Do not listen to them, my + Pluto. Sooner than have recourse to them, seek assistance from their + former victims.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Calm yourself, my Proserpine. Anticipate no evil. I shall be firm; do not + doubt me. I will cling with tenacity to that <i>juste milieu</i> under + which we have hitherto so eminently prospered. Neither the Parcæ and the + Eumenides, nor Ixion and his friends, shall advance a point. I will keep + each faction in awe by the bugbear of the other’s supremacy. Trust me, I + am a profound politician.’ + </p> + <p> + It was determined that the progress of Proserpine to the Elysian Fields + should be celebrated with a pomp and magnificence becoming her exalted + station. The day of her departure was proclaimed as a high festival in + Hell. Tiresias, absent on a secret mission, had been summoned back by + Pluto, and appointed to attend her Majesty during her journey and her + visit, for Pluto had the greatest confidence in his discretion. Besides, + as her Majesty had not at present the advantage of any female society, it + was necessary that she should be amused; and Tiresias, though old, ugly, + and blind, was a wit as well as a philosopher, the most distinguished + diplomatist of his age, and considered the best company in Hades. + </p> + <p> + An immense crowd was assembled round the gates of the palace on the morn + of the royal departure. With what anxious curiosity did they watch those + huge brazen portals! Every precaution was taken for the accommodation of + the public. The streets were lined with troops of extraordinary stature, + whose nodding plumes prevented the multitude from catching a glimpse of + anything that passed, and who cracked the skulls of the populace with + their scimitars if they attempted in the slightest degree to break the + line. Moreover, there were seats erected which any one might occupy at a + reasonable rate; but the lord steward, who had the disposal of the + tickets, purchased them all for himself, and then resold them to his + fellow-subjects at an enormous price. + </p> + <p> + At length the hinges of the gigantic portals gave an ominous creak, and, + amid the huzzas of men and the shrieks of women, the procession commenced. + </p> + <p> + First came the infernal band. It consisted of five hundred performers, + mounted on different animals. Never was such a melodious blast. Fifty + trumpeters, mounted on zebras of all possible stripes and tints, and + working away at huge ramshorns with their cheeks like pumpkins. Then there + were bassoons mounted on bears, clarionets on camelopards, oboes on + unicorns, and troops of musicians on elephants, playing on real serpents, + whose prismatic bodies indulged in the most extraordinary convolutions + imaginable, and whose arrowy tongues glittered with superb agitation at + the exquisite sounds which they unintentionally delivered. Animals there + were, too, now unknown and forgotten; but I must not forget the fellow who + beat the kettledrums, mounted on an enormous mammoth, and the din of whose + reverberating blows would have deadened the thunder of Olympus. + </p> + <p> + This enchanting harmony preceded the regiment of Proserpine’s own guards, + glowing in adamantine armour and mounted on coal-black steeds. Their + helmets were quite awful, and surmounted by plumes plucked from the wings + of the Harpies, which were alone enough to terrify an earthly host. It was + droll to observe this troop of gigantic heroes commanded by infants, who, + however, were arrayed in a similar costume, though, of course, on a + smaller scale. But such was the admirable discipline of the infernal + forces, that, though lions to their enemies, they were Iambs to their + friends; and on the present occasion their colonel was carried in a + cradle. + </p> + <p> + After these came twelve most worshipful baboons, in most venerable wigs. + They were clothed with scarlet robes lined with ermine, and ornamented + with gold chains, and mounted on the most obstinate and inflexible mules + in Tartarus. These were the judges. Each was provided with a pannier of + choice cobnuts, which he cracked with great gravity, throwing the shells + to the multitude, an infernal ceremony, there held emblematic of their + profession. + </p> + <p> + The Lord Chancellor came next in a grand car. Although his wig was even + longer than those of his fellow functionaries, his manners and the rest of + his costume afforded a strange contrast to them. Apparently never was such + a droll, lively fellow. His dress was something between that of Harlequin + and Scaramouch. He amused himself by keeping in the air four brazen balls + at the same time, swallowing daggers, spitting fire, turning sugar into + salt, and eating yards of pink ribbon, which, after being well digested, + re-appeared through his nose. It is unnecessary to add, after this, that + he was the most popular Lord Chancellor that had ever held the seals, and + was received with loud and enthusiastic cheers, which apparently repaid + him for all his exertions. Notwithstanding his numerous and curious + occupations, I should not omit to add that his Lordship, nevertheless, + found time to lead by the nose a most meek and milk-white jackass that + immediately followed him, and which, in spite of the remarkable length of + its ears, seemed the object of great veneration. There was evidently some + mystery about this animal difficult to penetrate. Among other + characteristics, it was said, at different seasons, to be distinguished by + different titles; for sometimes it was styled ‘The Public,’ at others + ‘Opinion,’ and occasionally was saluted as the ‘King’s Conscience.’ + </p> + <p> + Now came a numerous company of Priests, in flowing and funereal robes, + bearing banners, inscribed with the various titles of their Queen; on some + was inscribed Hecate, on others Juno Inferna, on others Theogamia, Libera + on some, on others Cotytto. Those that bore banners were crowned with + wreaths of narcissus, and mounted on bulls blacker than night, and of a + severe and melancholy aspect. Others walked by their side, bearing + branches of cypress. + </p> + <p> + And here I must stop to notice a droll characteristic of the priestly + economy of Hades. To be a good pedestrian was considered an essential + virtue of an infernal clergyman; but to be mounted on a black bull was the + highest distinction of the craft. It followed, therefore, that, + originally, promotion to such a seat was the natural reward of any priest + who had distinguished himself in the humbler career of a good walker; but + in process of time, as even infernal as well as human institutions are + alike liable to corruption, the black bulls became too often occupied by + the halt and the crippled, the feeble and the paralytic, who used their + influence at Court to become thus exempted from the performance of the + severer duties of which they were incapable. This violation of the + priestly constitution excited at first great murmurs among the abler but + less influential brethren. But the murmurs of the weak prove only the + tyranny of the strong; and so completely in the course of time do + institutions depart from their original character, that the imbecile + riders of the black bulls now avowedly defended their position on the very + grounds which originally should have unseated them, and openly maintained + that it was very evident that the stout were intended to walk, and the + feeble to be carried. + </p> + <p> + The priests were followed by fifty dark chariots, drawn by blue satyrs. + Herein was the wardrobe of the Queen, and her Majesty’s cooks. + </p> + <p> + Tiresias came next, in a basalt chariot, yoked to royal steeds. He was + attended by Manto, who shared his confidence, and who, some said, was his + daughter, and others his niece. Venerable seer! Who could behold that + flowing beard, and the thin grey hairs of that lofty and wrinkled brow, + without being filled with sensations of awe and affection? A smile of + bland benignity played upon his passionless and reverend countenance. + Fortunate the monarch who is blessed with such a counsellor! Who could + have supposed that all this time Tiresias was concocting an epigram on + Pluto! + </p> + <p> + The Queen! The Queen! + </p> + <p> + Upon a superb throne, placed upon an immense car, and drawn by twelve + coal-black steeds, four abreast, reposed the royal daughter of Ceres. Her + rich dark hair was braided off her high pale forehead, and fell in + voluptuous clusters over her back. A tiara sculptured out of a single + brilliant, and which darted a flash like lightning on the surrounding + multitude, was placed somewhat negligently on the right side of her head; + but no jewels broke the entrancing swell of her swan-like neck, or were + dimmed by the lustre of her ravishing arms. How fair was the Queen of + Hell! How thrilling the solemn lustre of her violet eye! A robe, purple as + the last hour of twilight, encompassed her transcendent form, studded with + golden stars! + </p> + <p> + Through the dim hot streets of Tartarus moved the royal procession, until + it reached the first winding of the river Styx. Here an immense assemblage + of yachts and barges, dressed out with the infernal colours, denoted the + appointed spot of the royal embarkation. Tiresias, dismounting from his + chariot, and leaning on Manto, now approached her Majesty, and requesting + her royal commands, recommended her to lose no time in getting on board. + </p> + <p> + ‘When your Majesty is once on the Styx,’ observed the wily seer, ‘it may + be somewhat difficult to recall you to Hades; but I know very little of + Clotho, may it please your Majesty, if she have not already commenced her + intrigues in Tartarus.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You alarm me!’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘It was not my intention. Caution is not fear.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But do you think that Pluto———’ + </p> + <p> + ‘May it please your Majesty, I make it a rule never to think. I know too + much.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Let us embark immediately!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Certainly; I would recommend your Majesty to get off at once. Myself and + Manto will accompany you, and the cooks. If an order arrive to stay our + departure, we can then send back the priests.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You counsel well, Tiresias. I wish you had not been absent on my arrival. + Affairs might have gone better.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Not at all. Had I been in Hell, your enemies would have been more wary. + Your Majesty’s excellent spirit carried you through triumphantly; but it + will not do so twice. You turned them out, and I must keep them out.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘So be it, my dear friend.’ Thus saying, the Queen descended her throne, + and leaving the rest of her retinue to follow with all possible despatch, + embarked on board the infernal yacht, with Tiresias, Manto, the chief + cook, and some chosen attendants, and bid adieu for the first time, not + without agitation, to the gloomy banks of Tartarus. + </p> + <p> + The breeze was favourable, and, animated by the exhortations of Tiresias, + the crew exerted themselves to the utmost. The barque swiftly scudded over + the dark waters. The river was of great breadth, and in this dim region + the crew were soon out of sight of land. + </p> + <p> + ‘You have been in Elysium?’ inquired Proserpine of Tiresias. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have been everywhere,’ replied the seer, ‘and though I am blind have + managed to see a great deal more than my fellows.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I have often heard of you,’ said the Queen, ‘and I confess that yours is + a career which has much interested me. What vicissitudes in affairs have + you not witnessed! And yet you have somehow or other contrived to make + your way through all the storms in which others have sunk, and are now, as + you always have been, in an exalted position. What can be your magic? I + would that you would initiate me. I know that you are a prophet, and that + even the gods consult you.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Your Majesty is complimentary. I certainly have had a great deal of + experience. My life has no doubt been a long one, but I have made it + longer by never losing a moment. I was born, too, at a great crisis in + affairs. Everything that took place before the Trojan war passes for + nothing in the annals of wisdom. That was a great revolution in all + affairs human and divine, and from that event we must now date all our + knowledge. Before the Trojan war we used to talk of the rebellion of the + Titans, but that business now is an old almanac. As for my powers of + prophecy, believe me, that those who understand the past are very well + qualified to predict the future. For my success in life, it may be + principally ascribed to the observance of a simple rule—I never + trust anyone, either god or man. I make an exception in favour of the + goddesses, and especially of your Majesty,’ added Tiresias, who piqued + himself on his gallantry. + </p> + <p> + While they were thus conversing, the Queen directed the attention of Manto + to a mountainous elevation which now began to rise in the distance, and + which, from the rapidity of the tide and the freshness of the breeze, they + approached at a swift rate. + </p> + <p> + ‘Behold the Stygian mountains,’ replied Manto. ‘Through their centre runs + the passage of Night which leads to the regions of Twilight.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘We have, then, far to travel?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Assuredly it is no easy task to escape from the gloom of Tartarus to the + sunbeams of Elysium,’ remarked Tiresias; ‘but the pleasant is generally + difficult; let us be grateful that in our instance it is not, as usual, + forbidden.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You say truly; I am sorry to confess how very often it appears to me that + sin is enjoyment. But see! how awful are these perpendicular heights, + piercing the descending vapours, with their peaks clothed with dark pines! + We seem land-locked.’ + </p> + <p> + But the experienced master of the infernal yacht knew well how to steer + his charge through the intricate windings of the river, which here, though + deep and navigable, became as wild and narrow as a mountain stream; and, + as the tide no longer served them, and the wind, from their involved + course, was as often against them as in their favour, the crew were + obliged to have recourse to their oars, and rowed along until they arrived + at the mouth of an enormous cavern, from which the rapid stream apparently + issued. + </p> + <p> + ‘I am frightened out of my wits,’ exclaimed Proserpine. ‘Surely this + cannot be our course?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I hold, from your Majesty’s exclamation,’ said Tiresias, ‘that we have + arrived at the passage of Night. When we have proceeded some hundred + yards, we shall reach the adamantine portals. I pray your Majesty be not + alarmed. I alone have the signet which can force these mystic gates to + open. I must be stirring myself. What, ho! Manto.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Here am I, father. Hast thou the seal?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘In my breast. I would not trust it to my secretaries. They have my + portfolios full of secret despatches, written on purpose to deceive them; + for I know that they are spies in the pay of Minerva; but your Majesty + perceives, with a little prudence, that even a traitor may be turned to + account.’ + </p> + <p> + Thus saying, Tiresias, leaning on Manto, hobbled to the poop of the + vessel, and exclaiming aloud, ‘Behold the mighty seal of Dis, whereon is + inscribed the word the Titans fear,’ the gates immediately flew open, + revealing the gigantic form of the Titan Porphyrin, whose head touched the + vault of the mighty cavern, although he was up to his waist in the waters + of the river. + </p> + <p> + ‘Come, my noble Porphyrion,’ said Tiresias, ‘bestir thyself, I beseech + thee. I have brought thee a Queen. Guide her Majesty, I entreat thee, with + safety through this awful passage of Night.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What a horrible creature,’ whispered Proserpine. ‘I wonder you address + him with such courtesy.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I am always courteous,’ replied Tiresias. ‘How know I that the Titans may + not yet regain their lost heritage? They are terrible fellows; and ugly or + not, I have no doubt that even your Majesty would not find them so + ill-favoured were they seated in the halls of Olympus.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘There is something in that,’ replied Proserpine. ‘I almost wish I were + once more in Tartarus.’ + </p> + <p> + The Titan Porphyrion in the meantime had fastened a chain-cable to the + vessel, which he placed over his shoulder, and turning his back to the + crew, then wading through the waters, he dragged on the vessel in its + course. The cavern widened, the waters spread. To the joy of Proserpine, + apparently, she once more beheld the moon and stars. + </p> + <p> + ‘Bright crescent of Diana!’ exclaimed the enraptured Queen, ‘and ye too, + sweet stars, that I have so often watched on the Sicilian plains; do I, + then, indeed again behold you? or is it only some exquisite vision that + entrances my being? for, indeed, I do not feel the freshness of that + breeze that was wont to renovate my languid frame; nor does the odorous + scent of flowers wafted from the shores delight my jaded senses. What is + it? Is it life or death; earth, indeed, or Hell?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis nothing,’ said Tiresias, ‘but a great toy. You must know that Saturn—until + at length, wearied by his ruinous experiments, the gods expelled him his + empire—was a great dabbler in systems. He was always for making + moons brighter than Diana, and lighting the stars by gas; but his systems + never worked. The tides rebelled against their mistress, and the stars + went out with a horrible stench. This is one of his creations, the most + ingenious, though a failure. Jove made it a present to Pluto, who is quite + proud of having a sun and stars of his own, and reckons it among the + choice treasures of his kingdoms.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Poor Saturn! I pity him; he meant well.’ ‘Very true. He is the paviour of + the high-street of Hades. But we cannot afford kings, and especially Gods, + to be philosophers. The certainty of misrule is better than the chance of + good government; uncertainty makes people restless.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I feel very restless myself; I wish we were in Elysium!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The river again narrows!’ exclaimed Manto. ‘There is no other portal to + pass. The Saturnian moon and stars grow fainter, there is a grey tint + expanding in the distance; ‘tis the realm of Twilight; your Majesty will + soon disembark.’ + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_PART3" id="link2H_PART3"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + PART III. + </h2> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + <i>Containing an Account of Tiresias at His Rubber</i> +</pre> + <p> + TRAVELLERS who have left their homes generally grow mournful as the + evening draws on; nor is there, perhaps, any time at which the pensive + influence of twilight is more predominant than on the eve that follows a + separation from those we love. Imagine, then, the feelings of the Queen of + Hell, as her barque entered the very region of that mystic light, and the + shadowy shores of the realm of Twilight opened before her. Her thoughts + reverted to Pluto; and she mused over all his fondness, all his adoration, + and all his indulgence, and the infinite solicitude of his affectionate + heart, until the tears trickled down her beautiful cheeks, and she + marvelled she ever could have quitted the arms of her lover. + </p> + <p> + ‘Your Majesty,’ observed Manto, who had been whispering to Tiresias, + ‘feels, perhaps, a little wearied?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘By no means, my kind Manto,’ replied Proserpine, starting from her + reverie. ‘But the truth is, my spirits are unequal; and though I really + cannot well fix upon the cause of their present depression, I am + apparently not free from the contagion of the surrounding gloom.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘It is the evening air,’ said Tiresias. ‘Your Majesty had perhaps better + re-enter the pavilion of the yacht. As for myself, I never venture about + after sunset. One grows romantic. Night was evidently made for in-door + nature. I propose a rubber.’ + </p> + <p> + To this popular suggestion Proserpine was pleased to accede, and herself + and Tiresias, Manto and the captain of the yacht, were soon engaged at the + proposed amusement. + </p> + <p> + Tiresias loved a rubber. It was true he was blind, but then, being a + prophet, that did not signify. Tiresias, I say, loved a rubber, and was a + first-rate player, though, perhaps, given a little too much to <i>finesse</i>. + Indeed, he so much enjoyed taking in his fellow-creatures, that he + sometimes could not resist deceiving his own partner. Whist is a game + which requires no ordinary combination of qualities; at the same time, + memory and invention, a daring fancy, and a cool head. To a mind like that + of Tiresias, a pack of cards was full of human nature. A rubber was a + microcosm; and he ruffed his adversary’s king, or brought in a long suit + of his own with as much dexterity and as much enjoyment as, in the real + business of existence, he dethroned a monarch, or introduced a dynasty. + </p> + <p> + ‘Will your Majesty be pleased to draw your card?’ requested the sage. ‘If + I might venture to offer your Majesty a hint, I would dare to recommend + your Majesty not to play before your turn. My friends are fond of + ascribing my success in my various missions to the possession of peculiar + qualities. No such thing: I owe everything to the simple habit of always + waiting till it is my turn to speak. And believe me, that he who plays + before his turn at whist, commits as great a blunder as he who speaks + before his turn during a negotiation.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The trick, and two by honours,’ said Proserpine. ‘Pray, my dear Tiresias, + you who are such a fine player, how came you to trump my best card?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Because I wanted the lead. And those who want to lead, please your + Majesty, must never hesitate about sacrificing their friends.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I believe you speak truly. I was right in playing that thirteenth card?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Quite so. Above all things, I love a thirteenth card. I send it forth, + like a mock project in a revolution, to try the strength of parties.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You should not have forced me, Lady Manto,’ said the Captain of the + yacht, in a grumbling tone, to his partner. ‘By weakening me, you + prevented me bringing in my spades. We might have made the game.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You should not have been forced,’ said Tiresias. ‘If she made a mistake, + who was unacquainted with your plans, what a terrible blunder you + committed to share her error without her ignorance!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What, then, was I to lose a trick?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Next to knowing when to seize an opportunity,’ replied Tiresias, ‘the + most important thing in life is to know when to forego an advantage.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I have cut you an honour, sir,’ said Manto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Which reminds me,’ replied Tiresias, ‘that, in the last hand, your + Majesty unfortunately forgot to lead through your adversary’s ace. I have + often observed that nothing ever perplexes an adversary so much as an + appeal to his honour.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I will not forget to follow your advice,’ said the Captain of the yacht, + playing accordingly. + </p> + <p> + ‘By which you have lost the game,’ quietly remarked Tiresias. ‘There are + exceptions to all rules, but it seldom answers to follow the advice of an + opponent.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Confusion!’ exclaimed the Captain of the yacht. + </p> + <p> + ‘Four by honours, and the trick, I declare,’ said Proserpine. ‘I was so + glad to see you turn up the queen, Tiresias.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I also, madam. Without doubt there are few cards better than her royal + consort, or, still more, the imperial ace. Nevertheless, I must confess, I + am perfectly satisfied whenever I remember that I have the Queen on my + side.’ + </p> + <p> + Proserpine bowed. + </p> + <p> + ‘I have a good mind to do it, Tiresias,’ said Queen Proserpine, as that + worthy sage paid his compliments to her at her toilet, at an hour which + should have been noon. + </p> + <p> + ‘It would be a great compliment,’ said Tiresias. + </p> + <p> + ‘And it is not much out of our way?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘By no means,’ replied the seer. ‘‘Tis an agreeable half-way house. He + lives in good style.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And whence can a dethroned monarch gain a revenue?’ inquired the Queen. + </p> + <p> + ‘Your Majesty, I see, is not at all learned in politics. A sovereign never + knows what an easy income is till he has abdicated. He generally commences + squabbling with his subjects about the supplies; he is then expelled, and + voted, as compensation, an amount about double the sum which was the cause + of the original quarrel.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What do you think, Manto?’ said Proserpine, as that lady entered the + cabin; ‘we propose paying a visit to Saturn. He has fixed his residence, + you know, in these regions of twilight.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I love a junket,’ replied Manto, ‘above all things. And, indeed, I was + half frightened out of my wits at the bare idea of toiling over this + desert. All is prepared, please your Majesty, for our landing. Your + Majesty’s litter is quite ready.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis well,’ said Proserpine; and leaning on the arm of Manto, the Queen + came upon deck, and surveyed the surrounding country, a vast grey flat, + with a cloudless sky of the same tint: in the distance some lowering + shadows, which seemed like clouds but were in fact mountains. + </p> + <p> + ‘Some half-dozen hours,’ said Tiresias, ‘will bring us to the palace of + Saturn. We shall arrive for dinner; the right hour. Let me recommend your + Majesty to order the curtains of your litter to be drawn, and, if + possible, to resume your dreams.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘They were not pleasant,’ said Proserpine, ‘I dreamt of my mother and the + Parcæ. Manto, methinks I’ll read. Hast thou some book?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Here is a poem, Madam, but I fear it may induce those very slumbers you + dread.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘How call you it?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘“The Pleasures of Oblivion.” The poet apparently is fond of his subject.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And is, I have no doubt, equal to it. Hast any prose?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘An historical novel or so.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh! if you mean those things as full of costume as a fancy ball, and + almost as devoid of sense, I’ll have none of them. Close the curtains; + even visions of the Furies are preferable to these insipidities.’ + </p> + <p> + The halt of the litter roused the Queen from her slumbers. ‘We have + arrived,’ said Manto, as she assisted in withdrawing the curtains. + </p> + <p> + The train had halted before a vast propylon of rose-coloured granite. The + gate was nearly two hundred feet in height, and the sides of the propylon, + which rose like huge moles, were sculptured with colossal figures of a + threatening aspect. Passing through the propylon, the Queen of Hell and + her attendants entered an avenue in length about three-quarters of a mile, + formed of colossal figures of the same character and substance, + alternately raising in their arms javelins or battle-axes, as if about to + strike. At the end of this heroic avenue appeared the palace of Saturn. + Ascending a hundred steps of black marble, you stood before a portico + supported by twenty columns of the same material and shading a single + portal of bronze. Apparently the palace formed an immense quadrangle; a + vast tower rising from each corner, and springing from the centre a huge + and hooded dome. A crowd of attendants, in grey and sad-coloured raiment, + issued from the portal of the palace at the approach of Proserpine, who + remarked with strange surprise their singular countenances and demeanour; + for rare in this silent assemblage was any visage resembling aught she had + seen, human or divine. Some bore the heads of bats; of owls and beetles + others; some fluttered moth-like wings, while the shoulders of other + bipeds were surmounted, in spite of their human organisation, with the + heads of rats and weasels, of marten-cats and of foxes. But they were all + remarkably civil; and Proserpine, who was now used to wonders, did not + shriek at all, and scarcely shuddered. + </p> + <p> + The Queen of Hell was ushered through a superb hall, and down a splendid + gallery, to a suite of apartments where a body of damsels of a most + distinguished appearance awaited her. Their heads resembled those of the + most eagerly-sought, highly-prized, and oftenest-stolen lap-dogs. Upon the + shoulders of one was the visage of the smallest and most thorough-bred + little Blenheim in the world. Upon her front was a white star, her nose + was nearly flat, and her ears were tied under her chin, with the most + jaunty air imaginable. She was an evident flirt; and a solemn prude of a + spaniel, with a black and tan countenance, who seemed a sort of duenna, + evidently watched her with no little distrust. The admirers of blonde + beauties would, however, have fallen in love with a poodle, with the + finest head of hair imaginable, and most voluptuous shoulders. This + brilliant band began barking in the most insinuating tone on the + appearance of the Queen; and Manto, who was almost as dexterous a linguist + as Tiresias himself, informed her Majesty that these were the ladies of + her bed-chamber; upon which Proserpine, who, it will be remembered had no + passion for dogs, ordered them immediately out of her room. + </p> + <p> + ‘What a droll place!’ exclaimed the Queen. ‘Do you know, we are later than + I imagined? A hasty toilet to-day; I long to see Saturn. It is droll, I am + hungry. My purple velvet, I think; it may be considered a compliment. No + diamonds, only jet; a pearl or two, perhaps. Didst ever see the King? + </p> + <p> + They say he is gentlemanlike, though a bigot. No! no rouge to-day; this + paleness is quite <i>apropos</i>. Were I as radiant as usual, I should be + taken for Aurora.’ + </p> + <p> + So leaning on Manto, and preceded by the ladies of her bed-chamber, whom, + notwithstanding their repulse, she found in due attendance in the + antechamber, Proserpine again continued her progress down the gallery, + until they stopped at a door, which opening, she was ushered into the + grand circular saloon, crowned by the dome, whose exterior the Queen had + already observed. The interior of this apartment was entirely of black and + grey marble, with the exception of the dome itself, which was of ebony, + richly carved and supported by more than a hundred columns. There depended + from the centre of the arch a single chandelier of frosted silver, which + was itself as big as an ordinary chamber, but of the most elegant form, + and delicate and fantastic workmanship. As the Queen entered the saloon, a + personage of venerable appearance, dressed in a suit of black velvet, and + leaning on an ivory cane, advanced to salute her. There was no mistaking + this personage; his manners were at once so courteous and so dignified. He + was clearly their host; and Proserpine, who was quite charmed with his + grey locks and his black velvet cap, his truly paternal air, and the + beneficence of his unstudied smile, could scarcely refrain from bending + her knee, and pressing her lips to his extended hand. + </p> + <p> + ‘I am proud that your Majesty has remembered me in my retirement,’ said + Saturn, as he led Proserpine to a seat. + </p> + <p> + Their mutual compliments were soon disturbed by the announcement of + dinner, and Saturn offering his arm to the Queen with an air of politeness + which belonged to the old school, but which the ladies admire in old men, + handed Proserpine to the banqueting-room. They were followed by some of + the principal personages of her Majesty’s suite, and a couple of young + Titans, who enjoyed the posts of aides-de-camp to the ex-King, and whose + duties consisted of carving at dinner. + </p> + <p> + It was a most agreeable dinner, and Proserpine was delighted with Saturn, + who, of course, sat by her side, and paid her every possible attention. + Saturn, whose manners, as has been observed, were of the old school, loved + a good story, and told several. His anecdotes, especially of society + previous to the Trojan war, were highly interesting. There ran through all + his behaviour, too, a tone of high breeding and of consideration for + others which was really charming; and Proserpine, who had expected to find + in her host a gloomy bigot, was quite surprised at the truly liberal + spirit with which he seemed to consider affairs in general. Indeed this + unexpected tone made so great an impression upon her, that finding a good + opportunity after dinner, when they were sipping their coffee apart from + the rest of the company, she could not refrain from entering into some + conversation with the ex-King upon the subject, and the conversation ran + thus: + </p> + <p> + ‘Do you know,’ said Proserpine, ‘that much as I have been pleased and + surprised during my visit to the realms of twilight, nothing has pleased, + and I am sure nothing has surprised me more, than to observe the + remarkably liberal spirit in which your Majesty views the affairs of the + day.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You give me a title, beautiful Proserpine, to which I have no claim,’ + replied Saturn. ‘You forget that I am now only Count Hesperus; I am no + longer a king, and believe me, I am very glad of it.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘What a pity, my dear sir, that you would not condescend to conform to the + spirit of the age. For myself, I am quite a reformer.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘So I have understood, beautiful Proserpine, which I confess has a little + surprised me; for to tell you the truth, I do not consider that reform is + exactly <i>our</i> trade.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Affairs cannot go on as they used,’ observed Proserpine, oracularly; ‘we + must bow to the spirit of the age.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And what is that?’ inquired Saturn. + </p> + <p> + ‘I do not exactly know,’ replied Proserpine, ‘but one hears of it + everywhere.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I also heard of it a great deal,’ replied Saturn, ‘and was also + recommended to conform to it. Before doing so, however, I thought it as + well to ascertain its nature, and something also of its strength.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘It is terribly strong,’ observed Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘But you think it will be stronger?’ inquired the ex-King. + </p> + <p> + ‘Certainly; every day it is more powerful.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Then if, on consideration, we were to deem resistance to it advisable, it + is surely better to commence the contest at once than to postpone the + struggle.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘It is useless to talk of resisting; one must conform.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I certainly should consider resistance useless,’ replied Saturn, ‘for I + tried it and failed; but at least one has a chance of success; and yet, + having resisted this spirit and failed, I should not consider myself in a + worse plight than you would voluntarily place yourself in by conforming to + it.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You speak riddles,’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘To be plain, then,’ replied Saturn, ‘I think you may as well at once give + up your throne, as conform to this spirit.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘And why so?’ inquired Proserpine very ingenuously.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Because,’ replied Saturn, shrugging up his shoulders, ‘I look upon the + spirit of the age as a spirit hostile to Kings and gods.’ + </p> + <p> + The next morning Saturn himself attended his beautiful guest over his + residence, which Proserpine greatly admired. + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis the work of the Titans,’ replied the ex-King. ‘There never was a + party so fond of building palaces.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘To speak the truth,’ said Proserpine, ‘I am a little disappointed that I + have not had an opportunity, during my visit, of becoming acquainted with + some of the chiefs of that celebrated party; for, although a Liberal, I am + a female one, and I like to know every sort of person who is + distinguished.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘The fact is,’ replied her host, ‘that the party has never recovered from + the thunderbolt of that scheming knave Jupiter, and do not bear their + defeat so philosophically as years, perhaps, permit me to do. If we have + been vanquished by the spirit of the age,’ continued Saturn, ‘you must + confess that, in our case, the conqueror did not assume a material form + very remarkable for its dignity. Had Creation resolved itself into its + original elements, had Chaos come again, or even old Coelus, the indignity + might have been endured; but to be baffled by an Olympian <i>juste milieu</i>, + and to find, after all the clamour, that nothing has been changed save the + places, is, you will own, somewhat mortifying.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘But how do you reconcile,’ inquired the ingenuous Proserpine, ‘the + success of Jupiter with the character which you ascribed last night to the + spirit of the age?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Why, in truth,’ said Saturn, ‘had I not entirely freed myself from all + party feeling, I might adduce the success of my perfidious and worthless + relative as very good demonstration that the spirit of the age is nothing + better than an <i>ignis fatuus</i>. Nevertheless, we must discriminate. + Even the success of Jupiter, although he now conducts himself in direct + opposition to the emancipating principles he at first professed, is no + less good evidence of their force; for by his professions he rose. And, + for my part, I consider it a great homage to public opinion to find every + scoundrel now-a-days professing himself a Liberal.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You are candid;’ said Proserpine. ‘I should like very much to see the + Titans.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘My friends are at least consistent,’ observed Saturn; ‘though certainly + at present I can say little more for them. Between the despair of one + section of the party, and the over-sanguine expectations of the other, + they are at present quite inactive, or move only to ensure fresh rebuffs.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘You see little of them, then?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘They keep to themselves: they generally frequent a lonely vale in the + neighbourhood.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I should so like to see them!’ exclaimed Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + ‘Say nothing to Tiresias,’ said old Saturn, who was half in love with his + fair friend, ‘and we will steal upon them unperceived.’ So saying, the god + struck the earth with his cane, and there instantly sprang forth a + convenient car, built of curiously carved cedar, and borne by four + enormous tawny-coloured owls. Seating himself by the side of the delighted + Proserpine, Saturn commanded the owls to bear them to the Valley of + Lamentations. + </p> + <p> + ‘Twas an easy fly: the chariot soon descended upon the crest of a hill: + and Saturn and Proserpine, leaving the car, commenced, by a winding path, + the slight ascent of a superior elevation. Having arrived there, they + looked down upon a valley, apparently land-locked by black and barren + mountains of the most strange, although picturesque forms. In the centre + of the valley was a black pool or tarn, bordered with dark purple flags of + an immense size, twining and twisting among which might be observed the + glancing and gliding folds of several white serpents; while crocodiles and + alligators, and other horrible forms, poked their foul snouts with evident + delight in a vast mass of black slime, which had, at various times, exuded + from the lake. A single tree only was to be observed in this desolate + place, an enormous and blasted cedar, with scarcely a patch of verdure, + but extending its black and barren branches nearly across the valley. + Seated on a loosened crag, but leaning against the trunk of the cedar, + with his arms folded, his mighty eyes fixed on the ground, and his legs + crossed with that air of complete repose which indicates that their owner + is in no hurry again to move them, was + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + ‘A form, some granite god we deemed, + Or king of palmy Nile, colossal shapes + Such as Syene’s rosy quarries yield + To Memphian art; Horus, Osiris called, + Or Amenoph, who, on the Theban plain, + With magic melody the sun salutes; + Or he, far mightier, to whose conquering car + Monarchs were yoked, Rameses: by the Greeks + Sesostris styled. And yet no sculptor’s art + Moulded this shape, for form it seemed of flesh, + Yet motionless; its dim unlustrous orbs + Gazing in stilly vacancy, its cheek + Grey as its hairs, which, thin as they might seem, + No breath disturbed; a solemn countenance, + Not sorrowful, though full of woe sublime, + As if despair were now a distant dream + Too dim for memory.’ +</pre> + <p> + ‘‘Tis their great leader,’ said Saturn, as he pointed out the Titan to + Proserpine, ‘the giant Enceladus. He got us into all our scrapes, but I + must do him the justice to add, that he is the only one who can ever get + us out of them. They say he has no heart; but I think his hook nose is + rather fine.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Superb!’ said Proserpine. ‘And who is that radiant and golden-haired + youth who is seated at his feet?’ + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis no less a personage than Hyperion himself,’ replied Saturn, ‘the + favourite counsellor of Enceladus. He is a fine orator, and makes up by + his round sentences and choice phrases for the rhetorical deficiencies of + his chief, who, to speak the truth, is somewhat curt and husky. They have + enough now to do to manage their comrades and keep a semblance of + discipline in their routed ranks. Mark that ferocious Briareus there + scowling in a corner! Didst ever see such a moustache! He glances, + methinks, with an evil eye on the mighty Enceladus; and, let me tell you, + Briareus has a great following among them; so they say of him you know, + that he hath fifty heads and a hundred arms. See! how they gather around + him.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Who speaks now to Briareus?’ ‘The young and valiant Mimas. Be assured he + is counselling war. We shall have a debate now.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Yon venerable personage, who is seated by the margin of the pool, and + weeping with the crocodiles———’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Is old Oceanus.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘He is apparently much affected by his overthrow.’ ‘It is his wont to + weep. He used to cry when he fought, and yet he was a powerful warrior.’ + ‘Hark!’ said Proserpine. + </p> + <p> + The awful voice of Briareus broke the silence. What a terrible personage + was Briareus! His wild locks hung loose about his shoulders, and blended + with his unshorn beard. + </p> + <p> + ‘Titans!’ shouted the voice which made many a heart tremble, and the + breathless Proserpine clasp the arm of Saturn. ‘Titans! Is that spirit + dead that once heaped Ossa upon Pelion? Is it forgotten, even by + ourselves, that a younger born revels in our heritage? Are these forms + that surround me, indeed, the shapes at whose dread sight the base + Olympians fled to their fitting earth? Warriors, whose weapons were the + rocks, whose firebrands were the burning woods, is the day forgotten when + Jove himself turned craven, and skulked in Egypt? At least my memory is + keen enough to support my courage, and whatever the dread Enceladus may + counsel, my voice is still for war!’ + </p> + <p> + There ensued, after this harangue of Briareus, a profound and thrilling + silence, which was, however, broken in due time by the great leader of the + Titans himself. + </p> + <p> + ‘You mouth it well, Briareus,’ replied Enceladus calmly. ‘And if great + words would re-seat us in Olympus, doubtless, with your potent aid, we + might succeed. It never should be forgotten, however, that had we combined + at first, in the spirit now recommended, the Olympians would never have + triumphed; and least of all our party should Briareus and his friends + forget the reasons of our disunion.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I take thy sneer, Enceladus,’ said the young and chivalric Mimas, ‘and + throw it in thy teeth. This learn, then, from Briareus and his friends, + that if we were lukewarm in the hour of peril, the fault lies not to our + account, but with those who had previously so conducted themselves, that, + when the danger arrived, it was impossible for us to distinguish between + our friends and our foes. Enceladus apparently forgets that had the + Olympians never been permitted to enter Heaven, it would have been + unnecessary ever to have combined against their machinations.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Recrimination is useless,’ said a Titan, interposing. ‘I was one of those + who supported Enceladus in the admission of the Olympians above, and I + regret it. But at the time, like others, I believed it to be the only mode + of silencing the agitation of Jupiter.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘I separated from Enceladus on that question,’ said a huge Titan, lying + his length on the ground and leaning one arm on a granite crag; ‘but I am + willing to forget all our differences and support him with all my heart + and strength in another effort to restore our glorious constitution.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Titans,’ said Enceladus, ‘who is there among you who has found me a + laggard in the day of battle?’ + </p> + <p> + When the Olympians, as Briareus thinks it necessary to remind you, fled, I + was your leader. Remember, however, then, that there were no thunderbolts. + As for myself, I candidly confess to you, that, since the invention of + these weapons by Jove, I do not see how war can be carried on by us any + longer with effect.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘By the memory of old Coelus and these fast-flowing tears,’ murmured the + venerable Oceanus, patting at the same time a crocodile on the back, ‘I + call you all to witness that I have no interest to deceive you. + Nevertheless, we should not forget that, in this affair of the + thunderbolts, it is the universal opinion that there is a very + considerable reaction. I have myself, only within these few days, received + authentic information that several have fallen of late without any visible + ill effects; and I am credibly assured that, during the late storm in + Thessaly, a thunderbolt was precipitated into the centre of a vineyard, + without affecting the flavour of a single grape.’ + </p> + <p> + Here several of the Titans, who had gathered round Enceladus, shook their + heads and shrugged their shoulders, and a long and desultory conversation + ensued upon the copious and very controversial subject of Re-action. In + the meantime Rhoetus, a young Titan, whispered to one of his companions, + that for his part he was convinced that the only way to beat the Olympians + was to turn them into ridicule; and that he would accordingly commence at + once with the pasquinade on the private life of Jupiter, and some + peculiarly delicate criticisms on the characters of the goddesses. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_PART4" id="link2H_PART4"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + PART IV. + </h2> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + <i>Containing the First View of Elysium</i> +</pre> + <p> + THE toilsome desert was at length passed, and the royal cavalcade ascended + the last chasm of mountains that divided Elysium, or the Regions of Bliss, + from the Realm of Twilight. As she quitted those dim and dreary plains, + the spirit of Proserpine grew lighter, and she indulged in silent but + agreeable anticipations of the scene which she was now approaching. On + reaching, however, the summit of the mountainous chain, and proceeding a + short distance over the rugged table-land into which it now declined, her + Majesty was rather alarmed at perceiving that her progress was impeded by + a shower of flame that extended, on either side, as far as the eye could + reach. Her alarm, however, was of short continuance; for, on the + production of his talisman by Tiresias, the shower of flame instantly + changed into silvery drops of rose-water and other delicious perfumes. + Amid joyous peals of laughter, and some slight playful screams on the part + of the ladies, the cavalcade ventured through the ordeal. Now the effect + of this magical bath was quite marvellous. A burthen seemed suddenly to + have been removed from the spirits of the whole party; their very + existence seemed renewed; the blood danced about their veins in the + liveliest manner imaginable; and a wild but pleasing titillation ran like + lightning through their nerves, their countenances sparkled with + excitement; and they all talked at the same time. Proserpine was so + occupied with her own sensations, that she did not immediately remark the + extraordinary change that had occurred in the appearance of the country + immediately on passing this magical barrier. She perceived that their + course now led over the most elastic and carefully-shaven turf; groups of + beautiful shrubs occasionally appeared, and she discovered with delight + that their flowers constantly opened, and sent forth from their bells + diminutive birds of radiant plumage. Above them, too, the clouds vanished, + and her head was canopied by a sky, unlike, indeed, all things and tints + of earth, but which reminded her, in some degree, of the splendour of + Olympus. + </p> + <p> + Proserpine, restless with delight, quitted her litter, and followed by + Manto, ran forward to catch the first view of Elysium. + </p> + <p> + ‘I am quite out of breath,’ said her Majesty, ‘and really must sit down on + this bank of violets. Was ever anything in the world so delightful? Why, + Olympus is nothing to it! And after Tartarus, too, and that poor unhappy + Saturn, and his Titans and his twilight, it really is too much for me. How + I do long for the view! and yet, somehow or other, my heart beats so I + cannot walk.’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Will your Majesty re-ascend your litter?’ suggested Manto. + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh, no! that is worse than anything. They are a mile behind; they are so + slow. Why, Manto! what is this?’ + </p> + <p> + A beautiful white dove hovered in the air over the head of Proserpine and + her attendant, and then dropping an olive branch into the lap of the + Queen, flapped its wings and whirled away. But what an olive branch! the + stem was of agate; each leaf was an emerald; and on the largest, in + letters of brilliants, was this inscription: + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + <i>The Elysians to Their Beautiful Queen</i> +</pre> + <p> + ‘Oh, is it not superb?’ exclaimed Proserpine. ‘What charming people, and + what excellent subjects! What loyalty and what taste!’ + </p> + <p> + So saying, the enraptured Proserpine rose from the bank of violets, and + had scarcely run forwards fifty yards when she suddenly stopped, and + started with an exclamation of wonder. The table-land had ceased. She + stood upon a precipice of white marble, in many parts clothed with thick + bowers of myrtle; before her extended the wide-spreading plains of + Elysium. They were bounded upon all sides by gentle elevations entirely + covered with flowers, and occasionally shooting forward into the champaign + country; behind these appeared a range of mountains clothed with bright + green forests, and still loftier heights behind them, exhibiting, indeed, + only bare and sharply-pointed peaks glittering with prismatic light. The + undulating plain was studded in all directions with pavilions and + pleasure-houses, and groves and gardens glowing with the choicest and most + charming fruit; and a broad blue river wound through it, covered with + brilliant boats, the waters flashing with phosphoric light as they were + cut by the swift and gliding keels. And in the centre of the plain rose a + city, a mighty group of all that was beautiful in form and costly in + materials, bridges and palaces and triumphal gates of cedar and of marble, + columns and minarets of gold, and cupolas and domes of ivory; and ever and + anon appeared delicious gardens, raised on the terraces of the houses; and + groups of palm trees with their tall, thin stems, and quivering and + languid crests, rose amid the splendid masonry. A sweet soft breeze + touched the cheek of the entranced Proserpine, and a single star of silver + light glittered in the rosy sky. + </p> + <p> + ‘‘Tis my favourite hour,’ exclaimed Proserpine. ‘Thus have I gazed upon + Hesperus in the meads of Enna! What a scene! How fortunate that we should + have arrived at sunset!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah, Madam!’ observed Manto, ‘in Elysium the sky is ever thus. For the + Elysians, the sun seems always to have just set!’ + </p> + <p> + ‘Fortunate people!’ replied Proserpine. ‘In them, immortality and + enjoyment seem indeed blended together. A strange feeling, half of + languor, half of voluptuousness, steals over my senses! It seems that I at + length behold the region of my girlish dreams. Such once I fancied + Olympus. Ah! why does not my Pluto live in Elysium?’ + </p> + <p> + The Elysians consisted of a few thousand beatified mortals, the only + occupation of whose existence was enjoyment; the rest of the population + comprised some millions of Gnomes and Sylphs, who did nothing but work, + and ensured by their labour the felicity of the superior class. Every + Elysian, male or female, possessed a magnificent palace in the city, and + an elegant pavilion on the plain; these, with a due proportion of + chariots, horses, and slaves, constituted a proper establishment. The + Sylphs and the Gnomes were either scattered about the country, which they + cultivated, or lived in the city, where they kept shops, and where they + emulated each other in displaying the most ingenious articles of luxury + and convenience for the enjoyment and accommodation of the Elysians. The + townspeople, indeed, rather affected to look down upon the more + simple-minded agriculturists; but if these occasionally felt a little + mortification in consequence, they might have been consoled, had they been + aware that their brethren and sisters who were in the service of the + Elysians avenged their insults, for these latter were the finest Gnomes + and Sylphs imaginable, and scarcely deigned to notice any one who was in + trade. Whether there were any coin or other circulating medium current in + Elysium is a point respecting which I must confess I have not sufficient + information to decide; but if so, it certainly would appear that all money + transactions were confined to the Gnomes and the Sylphs, for the Elysians + certainly never paid for anything. Perhaps this exemption might have been + among their peculiar privileges, and was a substitute for what we call + credit, a convenience of which the ancients appear to have had a limited + conception. The invention, by Jupiter, of an aristocratic immortality, as + a reward for a well-spent life on earth, appears to have been an ingenious + idea. It really is a reward, very stimulative of good conduct before we + shuffle off the mortal coil, and remarkably contrasts with the democracy + of the damned. The Elysians, with a splendid climate, a teeming soil, and + a nation made on purpose to wait upon them, of course enjoyed themselves + very much. The arts flourished, the theatres paid, and they had a much + finer opera than at Ephesus or at Halicarnassus. Their cookery was so + refined, that one of the least sentimental ceremonies in the world was not + only deprived of all its grossness, but was actually converted into an + elegant amusement, and so famous that their artists were even required at + Olympus. If their dinners were admirable, which is rare, their assemblies + were amusing, which is still more uncommon. All the arts of society were + carried to perfection in Elysium; a dull thing was never said, and an + awkward thing never done. The Elysians, indeed, being highly refined and + gifted, for they comprised in their order the very cream of terrestrial + society, were naturally a liberal-minded race of nobles, and capable of + appreciating every kind of excellence. If a Gnome or a Sylph, therefore, + in any way distinguished themselves; if they sang very well, or acted very + well, or if they were at all eminent for any of the other arts of + amusement, ay! indeed if the poor devils could do nothing better than + write a poem or a novel, they were sure to be noticed by the Elysians, who + always bowed to them as they passed by, and sometimes indeed even admitted + them into their circles. + </p> + <p> + Scarcely had the train of Proserpine rejoined her on the brink of the + precipice, than they heard the flourish of trumpets near at hand, soon + followed by a complete harmony of many instruments. A chorus of sweet + voices was next distinguished, growing each instant more loud and clear; + and in a few minutes, issuing from a neighbouring grove, came forth a band + of heroes and beautiful women, dressed in dazzling raiment, to greet the + Queen. A troop of chariots of light and airy workmanship followed, and a + crowd of Gnomes and Sylphs singing and playing on various instruments, and + dancing with gestures of grace and delicacy. Congratulating the Queen on + her arrival in Elysium, and requesting the honour of being permitted to + attend her to her palace, they ushered Proserpine and her companions to + the chariots, and soon, winding down a gradual declivity, they entered the + plain. + </p> + <p> + If a bird’s-eye view of the capital had enchanted Proserpine, the + agreeable impression was not diminished, as is generally the case, by her + entrance into the city. Never were so much splendour and neatness before + combined. Passing through a magnificent arch, Proserpine entered a street + of vast and beautiful proportions, lined on each side with palaces of + various architecture, painted admirably in fresco, and richly gilt. The + road was formed of pounded marbles of various colours, laid down in + fanciful patterns, and forming an unrivalled mosaic; it was bounded on + each side by a broad causeway of jasper, of a remarkably bright green, + clouded with milk-white streaks. This street led to a sumptuous square, + forming alone the palace destined for Proserpine. Its several fronts were + supported and adorned by ten thousand columns, imitating the palm and the + lotus; nor is it possible to conceive anything more light and graceful + than the general effect of this stupendous building. Each front was + crowned with an immense dome of alabaster, so transparent, that when the + palace was illuminated the rosy heaven grew pale, and an effect similar to + moonlight was diffused over the canopy of Elysium. And in the centre of + the square a Leviathan, carved in white coral, and apparently flouncing in + a huge basin of rock crystal, spouted forth from his gills a fountain + twelve hundred feet in height; from one gill ascended a stream of + delicious wine, which might be tempered, if necessary, by the iced water + that issued from the other. + </p> + <p> + At the approach of the Queen, the gigantic gates of the palace, framed of + carved cedar, flew open with a thrilling burst of music, and Proserpine + found herself in a hall wherein several hundred persons, who formed her + household, knelt in stillness before her. Wearied with her long journey, + and all the excitement of the day, Proserpine signified to one of the + Elysians in attendance her desire for refreshment and repose. Immediately + the household rose, and gracefully bowing retired in silence, while four + ladies of the bed-chamber, very different from the dogfaced damsels of the + realm of Twilight, advanced with a gracious smile, and each pressing a + white hand to her heart, invited her Majesty to accompany them. Twelve + beautiful pages in fanciful costume, and each bearing a torch of cinnamon, + preceded them, and Proserpine ascended a staircase of turquoise and + silver. As she passed along, she caught glimpses of costly galleries, and + suites of gorgeous chambers, but she was almost too fatigued to + distinguish anything. A confused vision of long lines of white columns, + roofs of carved cedar, or ceilings glowing with forms of exquisite beauty, + walls covered with lifelike tapestry, or reflecting in their mighty + mirrors her own hurrying figure, and her picturesque attendants, alone + remained. She rejoiced when she at length arrived in a small chamber, in + which preparations evidently denoted that it was intended she should rest. + It was a pretty little saloon, brilliantly illuminated, and hung with + tapestry depicting a party of nymphs and shepherds feasting in an Arcadian + scene. In the middle of the chamber a banquet was prepared, and as + Proserpine seated herself, and partook of some of the delicacies which a + page immediately presented to her, there arose, from invisible musicians, + a joyous and festive strain, which accompanied her throughout her repast. + When her Majesty had sufficiently refreshed herself, and as the banquet + was removing, the music assumed a softer and more subduing, occasionally + even a solemn tone; the tapestry, slowly shifting, at length represented + the same characters sunk in repose; the attendants all this time gradually + extinguishing the lights, and stealing on tiptoe from the chamber. So + that, at last, the music, each moment growing fainter, entirely ceased; + the figures on the tapestry were scarcely perceptible by the dim lustre of + a single remaining lamp; and the slumbering Proserpine fell back upon her + couch. + </p> + <p> + But the Queen of Hell was not destined to undisturbed repose. A dream + descended on her brain, and the dream was terrible and strange. She beheld + herself a child, playing, as was her wont, in the gardens of Enna, twining + garlands of roses, and chasing butterflies. Suddenly, from a bosky thicket + of myrtle, slowly issued forth an immense serpent, dark as night, but with + eyes of the most brilliant tint, and approached the daughter of Ceres. The + innocent child, ignorant of evil, beheld the monster without alarm. Not + only did she neither fly nor shriek, but she even welcomed and caressed + the frightful stranger, patted its voluminous back, and admired its + sparkling vision. The serpent, fascinated instead of fascinating, licked + her feet with his arrowy tongue, and glided about for her diversion in a + thousand shapes. Emboldened by its gentleness, the little Proserpine at + length even mounted on its back, and rode in triumph among her bowers. + Every day the dark serpent issued from the thicket, and every day he found + a welcome playmate. Now it come to pass that one day the serpent, growing + more bold, induced the young Proserpine to extend her ride beyond the + limits of Enna. Night came on, and as it was too late to return, the + serpent carried her to a large cave, where it made for her a couch of + leaves, and while she slept the affectionate monster kept guard for her + protection at the mouth of the cavern. For some reason or other which was + not apparent, for in dreams there are always some effects without causes, + Proserpine never returned to Enna, but remained and resided with + cheerfulness in this cavern. Each morning the serpent went forth alone to + seek food for its charge, and regularly returned with a bough in its mouth + laden with delicious fruits. One day, during the absence of her guardian, + a desire seized Proserpine to quit the cavern, and accordingly she went + forth. The fresh air and fragrance of the earth were delightful to her, + and she roamed about, unconscious of time, and thoughtless of her return. + And as she sauntered along, singing to herself, a beautiful white dove, + even the same dove that had welcomed her in the morning on the heights of + Elysium, flew before her with its wings glancing in the sunshine. It + seemed that the bird wished to attract the attention of the child, so long + and so closely did it hover about her; now resting on a branch, as if + inviting capture, and then skimming away only to return more swiftly; and + occasionally, when for a moment unnoticed, even slightly flapping the + rambler with its plume. At length the child was taken with a fancy to + catch the bird. But no sooner had she evinced this desire, than the bird, + once apparently so anxious to be noticed, seemed resolved to lead her a + weary chase; and hours flew away ere Proserpine, panting and exhausted, + had captured the beautiful rover and pressed it to her bosom. + </p> + <p> + It was, indeed, a most beautiful bird, and its possession repaid her for + all her exertions. But lo! as she stood, in a wild sylvan scene caressing + it, smoothing its soft plumage, and pressing its head to her cheek, she + beheld in the distance approaching her the serpent, and she beheld her old + friend with alarm. Apparently her misgiving was not without cause. She + observed in an instant that the appearance and demeanour of the serpent + were greatly changed. It approached her swift as an arrow, its body + rolling in the most agitated contortions, its jaws were distended as if to + devour her, its eyes flashed fire, its tongue was a forked flame, and its + hiss was like a stormy wind. Proserpine shrieked, and the Queen of Hell + awoke from her dream. + </p> + <p> + The next morning the Elysian world called to pay their respects to + Proserpine. Her Majesty, indeed, held a drawing-room, which was fully and + brilliantly attended. Her beauty and her graciousness were universally + pronounced enchanting. From this moment the career of Proserpine was a + series of magnificent entertainments. The principal Elysians vied with + each other in the splendour and variety of the amusements, which they + offered to the notice of their Queen. Operas, plays, balls, and banquets + followed in dazzling succession. Proserpine, who was almost inexperienced + in society, was quite fascinated. She regretted the years she had wasted + in her Sicilian solitude; she marvelled that she ever could have looked + forward with delight to a dull annual visit to Olympus; she almost + regretted that, for the sake of an establishment, she could have been + induced to cast her lot in the regal gloom of Tartarus. Elysium exactly + suited her. The beauty of the climate and the country, the total absence + of care, the constant presence of amusement, the luxury, gaiety, and + refined enjoyment perfectly accorded with her amiable disposition, her + lively fancy and her joyous temper. She drank deep and eagerly of the cup + of pleasure. She entered into all the gay pursuits of her subjects; she + even invented new combinations of diversion. Under her inspiring rule + every one confessed that Elysium became every day more Elysian. The + manners of her companions greatly pleased her. She loved those faces + always wreathed with smiles, yet never bursting into laughter. She was + charmed at the amiable tone in which they addressed each other. Never + apparently were people at the same time so agreeable, so obliging, and so + polished. For in all they said and did might be detected that peculiar air + of high-breeding which pervades the whole conduct of existence with a + certain indefinable spirit of calmness, so that your nerves are never + shaken by too intense an emotion, which eventually produces a painful + reaction. Whatever they did, the Elysians were careful never to be + vehement; a grand passion, indeed, was unknown in these happy regions; + love assumed the milder form of flirtation; and as for enmity, you were + never abused except behind your back, or it exuded itself in an epigram, + or, at the worst, a caricature scribbled upon a fan. + </p> + <p> + There is one characteristic of the Elysians which, in justice to them, I + ought not to have omitted. They were eminently a moral people. If a lady + committed herself, she was lost for ever, and packed off immediately to + the realm of Twilight. Indeed, they were so particular, that the moment + one of the softer sex gave the slightest symptoms of preference to a + fortunate admirer, the Elysian world immediately began to look unutterable + things, shrug its moral shoulders, and elevate its charitable eyebrows. + But if the preference, by any unlucky chance, assumed the nobler aspect of + devotion, and the unhappy fair one gave any indication of really + possessing a heart, rest assured she was already half way on the road to + perdition. Then commenced one of the most curious processes imaginable, + peculiar I apprehend to Elysium, but which I record that the society of + less fortunate lands may avail itself of the advantage, and adopt the + regulation in its moral police. Immediately that it was clearly + ascertained that two persons of different sexes took an irrational + interest in each other’s society, all the world instantly went about, + actuated by a purely charitable sentiment, telling the most extraordinary + falsehoods concerning them that they could devise. Thus it was the fashion + to call at one house and announce that you had detected the unhappy pair + in a private box at the theatre, and immediately to pay your respects at + another mansion and declare that you had observed them on the very same + day, and at the very same hour, in a boat on the river. At the next visit, + the gentleman had been discovered driving her in his cab; and in the + course of the morning the scene of indiscretion was the Park, where they + had been watched walking by moonlight, muffled up in sables and cashmeres. + </p> + <p> + This curious process of diffusing information was known in Elysium under + the title of <i>‘being talked about;</i>’ and although the stories thus + disseminated were universally understood to be fictions, the Elysians + ascribed great virtue to the proceeding, maintaining that many an + indiscreet fair one had been providentially alarmed by thus becoming the + subject of universal conversation; that thus many a reputation had been + saved by this charitable slander. There were some malignant philosophers, + indeed, doubtless from that silly love of paradox in all ages too + prevalent, who pretended that all this Elysian morality was one great + delusion, and that this scrupulous anxiety about the conduct of others + arose from a principle, not of <i>Purity</i>, but of <i>Corruption</i>. + The woman who is ‘talked about,’ these sages would affirm, is generally + virtuous, and she is only abused because she devotes to one the charms + which all wish to enjoy. + </p> + <p> + Thus Dido, who is really one of the finest creatures that ever existed, + and who with a majestic beauty combines an heroic soul, has made her way + with difficulty to the Elysian circle, to which her charms and rank + entitle her; while Helen, who, from her very <i>début</i>, has been + surrounded by fifty lovers, and whose intrigues have ever been notorious, + is the very queen of fashion; and all this merely because she has favoured + fifty instead of one, and in the midst of all her scrapes has contrived to + retain the countenance of her husband. + </p> + <p> + Apropos of Dido, the Queen of Carthage was the person in all Elysium for + whom Proserpine took the greatest liking. Exceedingly beautiful, with the + most generous temper and the softest heart in the world, and blessed by + nature with a graceful simplicity of manner, which fashion had never + sullied, it really was impossible to gaze upon the extraordinary + brilliancy of her radiant countenance, to watch the symmetry of her superb + figure, and to listen to the artless yet lively observations uttered by a + voice musical as a bell, without being fairly bewitched. + </p> + <p> + When we first enter society, we are everywhere; yet there are few, I + imagine, who, after a season, do not subside into a coterie. When the + glare of saloons has ceased to dazzle, and we are wearied with the + heartless notice of a crowd, we require refinement and sympathy. We find + them, and we sink into a clique. And after all, can the river of life flow + on more agreeably than in a sweet course of pleasure with those we love? + To wander in the green shade of secret woods and whisper our affection; to + float on the sunny waters of some gentle stream, and listen to a serenade; + to canter with a light-hearted cavalcade over breezy downs, or cool our + panting chargers in the summer stillness of winding and woody lanes; to + banquet with the beautiful and the witty; to send care to the devil, and + indulge the whim of the moment; the priest, the warrior and the statesman + may frown and struggle as they like; but this is existence, and this, this + is Elysium! + </p> + <p> + So Proserpine deemed when, wearied with the monotony of the great world, + she sought refuge in the society of Dido and Atalanta, Achilles, Amphion, + and Patroclus or Memnon. When Æneas found that Dido had become + fashionable, he made overtures for a reconciliation, but Dido treated him + with calm contempt. The pious Æneas, indeed, was the aversion of + Proserpine. He was the head of the Elysian saints, was president of a + society to induce the Gnomes only to drink water, and was so horrified at + the general conduct of the Elysians, that he questioned the decrees of + Minos and Rhadamanthus, who had permitted them to enter the happy region + so easily. The pious Æneas was of opinion that everybody ought to have + been damned except himself. Proserpine gave him no encouragement. Achilles + was the finest gentleman in Elysium. No one dressed or rode like him. He + was very handsome, very witty, very unaffected, and had an excellent + heart. Achilles was the leader of the Elysian youth, who were indeed + devoted to him: Proserpine took care, therefore, that he should dangle in + her train. Amphion had a charming voice for a supper after the opera. He + was a handsome little fellow, but not to be depended upon. He broke a + heart, or a dinner engagement, with the same reckless sentimentality; for + he was one of those who always weep when they betray you, and whom you are + sure never to see again immediately that they have vowed eternal + friendship. Patroclus was a copy of Achilles without his talents and + vivacity, but elegant and quiet. Of all these, Memnon was perhaps the + favourite of Proserpine; nor must he be forgotten; amiable, gay, + brilliant, the child of whim and impulse, in love with every woman he met + for four-and-twenty hours, and always marvelling at his own delusion! + </p> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg’s The Infernal Marriage, by Benjamin Disraeli + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE INFERNAL MARRIAGE *** + +***** This file should be named 20003-h.htm or 20003-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/0/0/0/20003/ + +Produced by David Widger + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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