Here are my grotesque and monstrous quotations from Lives of the Necromancers (1834) by William Godwin (1756– 1836)
It is in such a state of the faculties that it is entirely
natural and simple, that one should mistake a mere dumb animal for one's
relative or near connection in disguise. And, the delusion having once begun,
the deluded individual gives to every gesture and motion of limb and eye an
explanation that forwards the deception. It is in the same way that in ignorant
ages the notion of changeling has been produced. The weak and fascinated mother
sees every feature with a turn of expression unknown before, all the habits of
the child appear different and strange, till the parent herself denies her
offspring, and sees in the object so lately cherished and doated on, a monster
uncouth and horrible of aspect.
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Various enchantments were therefore employed by those
unhappy mortals whose special desire was to bring down calamity and plagues
upon the individuals or tribes of men against whom their animosity was
directed. Unlawful and detested words and mysteries were called into action to
conjure up demons who should yield their powerful and tremendous assistance.
Songs of a wild and maniacal character were chaunted. Noisome scents and the
burning of all unhallowed and odious things were resorted to. In later times books
and formulas of a terrific character were commonly employed, upon the reading
or recital of which the prodigies resorted to began to display themselves. The
heavens were darkened; the thunder rolled; and fierce and blinding lightnings
flashed from one corner of the heavens to the other. The earth quaked and
rocked from side to side. All monstrous and deformed things shewed themselves,
"Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimeras dire," enough to cause the
stoutest heart to quail. Lastly, devils, whose name was legion, and to whose
forms and distorted and menacing countenances superstition had annexed the most
frightful ideas, crowded in countless multitudes upon the spectator, whose
breath was flame, whose dances were full of terror, and whose strength
infinitely exceeded every thing human. Such were the appalling conceptions
which ages of bigotry and ignorance annexed to the notion of sorcery, and with
these they scared the unhappy beings over whom this notion had usurped an
ascendancy into lunacy, and prepared them for the perpetrating flagitious and
unheard-of deeds.
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They were at large, even though confined to the smallest
dimensions. They "could be bounded in a nutshell, and count themselves
kings of infinite space."
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One of the mischiefs that were most frequently imputed to
them, was the changing the beautiful child of some doating parents, for a babe
marked with ugliness and deformity.
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Last of all, Jupiter presented her with a sealed box, of
which the lid was no sooner unclosed, than a multitude of calamities and evils
of all imaginable sorts flew out, only Hope remaining at the bottom.
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On the discovery of this circumstance, Acrisius caused both
mother and child to be inclosed in a chest, and committed to the waves. The
chest however drifted upon the lands of a person of royal descent in the island
of Seriphos, who extended his care
and hospitality to both. When Perseus grew to man's estate, he was commissioned
by the king of Seriphos to bring him the head of Medusa, one of the Gorgons.
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reclaimed the savage man, from slaughter, and an indulgence
in food that was loathsome and foul. And this has with sufficient probability
been interpreted to mean, that he found the race of men among whom he lived
cannibals, and that, to cure them the more completely of this horrible
practice, he taught them to be contented to subsist upon the fruits of the
earth.
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Man in every age is full of incongruous and incompatible
principles; and, when we shall cease to be inconsistent, we shall cease to be
men.
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Finally he can endure this uncertainty no longer; and, in
defiance of the prohibition he has received, cannot refrain from turning his
head to ascertain whether he is baffled, and has spent all his labour in vain.
He sees her; but no sooner he sees her, than she becomes evanescent and
impalpable; farther and farther she retreats before him; she utters a shrill
cry, and endeavours to articulate; but she grows more and more imperceptible;
and in the conclusion he is left with the scene around him in all respects the
same as it had been before his incantations. The result of the whole that is
known of Orpheus, is, that he was an eminently great and virtuous man, but was
the victim of singular calamity. We have not yet done with the history of
Orpheus. As has been said, he fell a sacrifice to the resentment and fury of
the women of his native soil. They are affirmed to have torn him limb from
limb. His head, divided from his body, floated down the waters of the Hebrus,
and miraculously, as it passed along to the sea, it was still heard to exclaim
in mournful accents, Eurydice, Eurydice!
At length it was carried ashore on the island
of Lesbos. Here, by some extraordinary concurrence of
circumstances, it found a resting-place in a fissure of a rock over-arched by a
cave, and, thus domiciliated, is said to have retained the power of speech, and
to have uttered oracles. Not only the people of Lesbos
resorted to it for guidance in difficult questions, but also the Asiatic Greeks
from Ionia and Aetolia; and its
fame and character for predicting future events even extended to Babylon.
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But Cylon, from feelings of the deepest reverence and awe
for Pythagoras, which he had cherished for years, was filled even to bursting
with inextinguishable hatred and revenge. The unparalleled merits, the
venerable age of the master whom he had so long followed, had no power to
control his violence.
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Yet this man, thus enlightened and philanthropical,
established his system of proceeding upon narrow and exclusive principles, and
conducted it by methods of artifice, quackery and delusion. One of his leading
maxims was, that the great and fundamental truths to the establishment of which
he devoted himself, were studiously to be concealed from the vulgar, and only
to be imparted to a select few, and after years of the severest noviciate and
trial.
The authority and dogmatical assertions of the master were
to remain unquestioned; and the pupils were to fashion themselves to obsequious
and implicit submission, and were the furthest in the world from being
encouraged to the independent exercise of their own understandings. There was
nothing that Pythagoras was more fixed to discountenance, than the communication
of the truths upon which he placed the highest value, to the uninitiated. It is
not probable therefore that he wrote any thing: all was communicated orally, by
such gradations, and with such discretion, as he might think fit to adopt and
to exercise. Delusion and falsehood were main features of his instruction. With
what respect therefore can we consider, and what manliness worthy of his high
character and endowments can we impute to, his discourses delivered from behind
a curtain, his hiding himself during the day, and only appearing by night in a
garb assumed for the purpose of exciting awe and veneration?
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For these reasons he wrote nothing; but consigned all to the
frail and uncertain custody of tradition. And distant posterity has amply avenged
itself upon the narrowness of his policy; and the name of Pythagoras, which
would otherwise have been ranked with the first luminaries of mankind, and
consigned to everlasting gratitude, has in consequence of a few radical and
fatal mistakes, been often loaded with obloquy, and the hero who bore it been
indiscriminately classed among the votaries of imposture and artifice.
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After a prelude of many unintelligible sounds, uttered with
fervour and a sort of frenzy, she became by degrees more distinct. She uttered
incoherent sentences, with breaks and pauses, that were filled up with
preternatural efforts and distorted gestures; while the priests stood by,
carefully recording her words, and then reducing them into a sort of obscure
signification.
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Saying this, behold, the ghost of the dead man stood erect
before her, trembling at the view of his own unanimated limbs, and loth to
enter again the confines of his wonted prison. He shrinks to invest himself
with the gored bosom, and the fibres from which death had separated him.
Unhappy wretch, to whom death had not given the privilege to die! Erichtho,
impatient at the unlooked for delay, lashes the unmoving corpse with one of her
serpents. She calls anew on the powers of hell, and threatens to pronounce the
dreadful name, which cannot be articulated without consequences never to be
thought of, nor without the direst necessity to be ventured upon. At length the
congealed blood becomes liquid and warm; it oozes from the wounds, and creeps
steadily along the veins and the members; the fibres are called into action
beneath the gelid breast, and the nerves once more become instinct with life.
Life and death are there at once. The arteries beat; the muscles are braced;
the body raises itself, not by degrees, but at a single impulse, and stands
erect. The eyelids unclose. The countenance is not that of a living subject,
but of the dead. The paleness of the complexion, the rigidity of the lines,
remain; and he looks about with an unmeaning stare, but utters no sound. He
waits on the potent enchantress.
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