Which, erring2 as it is, our fancy loves.
The spring that, with its thousand crystal bubbles,
Bursts from the bosom3 of some desert rock
In secret solitude4, may well be deem’d
The haunt of something purer, more refined,
And mightier5 than ourselves.
Old play.
Young Halbert Glendinning had scarcely pronounced the mystical rhymes, than, as we have mentioned in the conclusion of the last chapter, an appearance, as of a beautiful female, dressed in white, stood within two yards of him. His terror for the moment overcame his natural courage, as well as the strong resolution which he had formed, that the figure which he had now twice seen should not a third time daunt6 him. But it would seem there is something thrilling and abhorrent7 to flesh and blood, in the consciousness that we stand in presence of a being in form like to ourselves, but so different in faculties8 and nature, that we can neither understand its purposes, nor calculate its means of pursuing them.
Halbert stood silent and gasped9 for breath, his hairs erecting10 themselves on his head —— his mouth open — his eyes fixed11, and, as the sole remaining sign of his late determined12 purpose, his sword pointed13 towards the apparition14. At length with a voice of ineffable15 sweetness, the White Lady, for by that name we shall distinguish this being, sung, or rather chanted, the following lines:—
“Youth of the dark eye, wherefore didst thou call me?
Wherefore art thou here, if terrors can appal16 thee?
He that seeks to deal with us must know no fear nor failing!
To coward and churl17 our speech is dark, our gifts are unavailing.
The breeze that brought me hither now, must sweep Egyptian ground,
The fleecy cloud on which I ride for Araby is bound;
The fleecy cloud is drifting by, the breeze sighs for my stay,
For I must sail a thousand miles before the close of day.”
The astonishment18 of Halbert began once more to give way to his resolution, and he gained voice enough to say, though with a faltering19 accent, “In the name of God, what art thou?” The answer was in melody of a different tone and measure:—
“What I am I must not show —
What I am thou couldst not know —
Something betwixt heaven and hell —
Something that neither stood nor fell —
Something that through thy wit or will
May work thee good — may work thee ill.
Neither substance quite nor shadow,
Haunting lonely moor20 and meadow,
Dancing; by the haunted spring,
Riding on the whirlwind’s wing;
Aping in fantastic fashion
Every change of human passion,
While o’er our frozen minds they pass,
Like shadows from the mirror’d glass.
Wayward, fickle21 is our mood,
Hovering22 betwixt bad and good,
Happier than brief-dated man,
Living twenty times his span;
Far less happy, for we have
Help nor hope beyond the grave!
Man awakes to joy or sorrow;
Ours the sleep that knows no morrow.
This is all that I can show —
This is all that thou mayest know.”
The White Lady paused, and appeared to await an answer; but, as Halbert hesitated how to frame his speech, the vision seemed gradually to fade, and became more and more incorporeal23. Justly guessing this to be a symptom of her disappearance25, Halbert compelled himself to say — “Lady, when I saw you in the glen, and when you brought back the black book of Mary Avenel, thou didst say I should one day learn to read it.”
The White Lady replied,
“Ay! and I taught thee the word and the spell,
To waken me here by the Fairies’ Well,
But thou hast loved the heron and hawk26,
More than to seek my haunted walk;
And thou hast loved the lance and the sword,
More than good text and holy word;
And thou hast loved the deer to track,
More than the lines and the letters black;
And thou art a ranger27 of moss28 and of wood,
And scornest the nurture29 of gentle blood.”
“I will do so no longer, fair maiden30,” said Halbert; “I desire to learn; and thou didst promise me, that when I did so desire, thou wouldst be my helper; I am no longer afraid of thy presence, and I am no longer regardless of instruction.” As he uttered these words, the figure of the White Maiden grew gradually as distinct as it had been at first; and what had well-nigh faded into an ill-defined and colourless shadow, again assumed an appearance at least of corporeal24 consistency31, although the hues32 were less vivid, and the outline of the figure less distinct and defined — so at least it seemed to Halbert — than those of an ordinary inhabitant of earth. “Wilt thou grant my request,” he said, “fair Lady, and give to my keeping the holy book which Mary of Avenel has so often wept for?”
The White Lady replied:
“Thy craven fear my truth accused,
Thine idlehood my trust abused;
He that draws to harbour late,
Must sleep without, or burst the gate.
There is a star for thee which burn’d.
Its influence wanes34, its course is turn’d;
Valour and constancy alone
Can bring thee back the chance that’s flown.”
“If I have been a loiterer, Lady,” answered young Glendinning, “thou shalt now find me willing to press forward with double speed. Other thoughts have filled my mind, other thoughts have engaged my heart, within a brief period — and by Heaven, other occupations shall henceforward fill up my time. I have lived in this day the space of years — I came hither a boy — I will return a man — a man, such as may converse35 not only with his own kind, but with whatever God permits to be visible to him. I will learn the contents of that mysterious volume — I will learn why the Lady of Avenel loved it — why the priests feared, and would have stolen it — why thou didst twice recover it from their hands. — What mystery is wrapt in it? — Speak, I conjure36 thee!” The lady assumed an air peculiarly sad and solemn, as drooping37 her head, and folding her arms on her bosom, she replied:
“Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
Happiest they of human race,
To whom God has granted grace
To read, to fear, to hope, to pray,
To lift the latch38, and force the way;
And better had they ne’er been born,
Who read, to doubt, or read to scorn.”
“Give me the volume, Lady,” said young Glendinning. “They call me idle — they call me dull — in this pursuit my industry shall not fail, nor, with God’s blessing39, shall my understanding. Give me the volume.” The apparition again replied:
“Many a fathom40 dark and deep
I have laid the book to sleep;
Ethereal fires around it glowing —
Ethereal music ever flowing —
The sacred pledge of Heav’n
All things revere41.
Each in his sphere,
Save man for whom ’twas giv’n:
Lend thy hand, and thou shalt spy
Things ne’er seen by mortal eye.”
Halbert Glendinning boldly reached his hand to the White Lady.
“Fearest thou to go with me?” she said, as his hand trembled at the soft and cold touch of her own —
“Fearest thou to go with me?
Still it is free to thee
A peasant to dwell:
Thou mayst drive the dull steer42,
And chase the king’s deer,
But never more come near
This haunted well.”
“If what thou sayest be true,” said the undaunted boy, “my destinies are higher than thine own. There shall be neither well nor wood which I dare not visit. No fear of aught, natural or supernatural, shall bar my path through my native valley.”
He had scarce uttered the words, when they both descended43 through the earth with a rapidity which took away Halbert’s breath and every other sensation, saving that of being hurried on with the utmost velocity44. At length they stopped with a shock so sudden, that the mortal journeyer through this unknown space must have been thrown down with violence, had he not been upheld by his supernatural companion.
It was more than a minute, ere, looking around him, he beheld45 a grotto46, or natural cavern47, composed of the most splendid spars and crystals, which returned in a thousand prismatic hues the light of a brilliant flame that glowed on an altar of alabaster48. This altar, with its fire, formed the central point of the grotto, which was of a round form, and very high in the roof, resembling in some respects the dome49 of a cathedral. Corresponding to the four points of the compass, there went off four long galleries, or arcades50, constructed of the same brilliant materials with the dome itself, and the termination of which was lost in darkness.
No human imagination can conceive, or words suffice to describe, the glorious radiance which, shot fiercely forth51 by the flame, was returned from so many hundred thousand points of reflection, afforded by the sparry pillars and their numerous angular crystals. The fire itself did not remain steady and unmoved, but rose and fell, sometimes ascending53 in a brilliant pyramid of condensed flame half way up the lofty expanse, and again fading into a softer and more rosy54 hue33, and hovering, as it were, on the surface of the altar to collect its strength for another powerful exertion55. There was no visible fuel by which it was fed, nor did it emit either smoke or vapour of any kind.
What was of all the most remarkable56, the black volume so often mentioned lay not only unconsumed, but untouched in the slightest degree, amid this intensity57 of fire, which, while it seemed to be of force sufficient to melt adamant58, had no effect whatever on the sacred book thus subjected to its utmost influence.
The White Lady, having paused long enough to let young Glendinning take a complete survey of what was around him, now said in her usual chant,
“Here lies the volume thou boldly hast sought;
Touch it, and take it — ’twill dearly be bought!”
Familiarized in some degree with marvels59, and desperately60 desirous of showing the courage he had boasted, Halbert plunged61 his hand, without hesitation63, into the flame, trusting to the rapidity of the motion, to snatch out the volume before the fire could greatly affect him. But he was much disappointed. The flame instantly caught upon his sleeve, and though he withdrew his hand immediately, yet his arm was so dreadfully scorched64, that he had well-nigh screamed with pain. He suppressed the natural expression of anguish65, however, and only intimated the agony which he felt by a contortion66 and a muttered groan67. The White Lady passed her cold hand over his arm, and, ere she had finished the following metrical chant, his pain had entirely68 gone, and no mark of the scorching69 was visible:
“Rash thy deed,
Mortal weed
To immortal70 flames applying;
Rasher trust
Has thing of dust,
On his own weak worth relying:
Strip thee of such fences vain,
Strip, and prove thy luck, again.”
Obedient to what he understood to be the meaning of his conductress, Halbert bared his arm to the shoulder, throwing down the remains71 of his sleeve, which no sooner touched the floor on which he stood than it collected itself together, shrivelled itself up, and was without any visible fire reduced to light tinder, which a sudden breath of wind dispersed72 into empty space. The White Lady, observing the surprise of the youth, immediately repeated —
“Mortal warp73 and mortal woof.
Cannot brook74 this charmed roof;
All that mortal art hath wrought75,
In our cell returns to nought76.
The molten gold returns to clay,
The polish’d diamond melts away.
All is alter’d, all is flown,
Nought stands fast but truth alone.
Not for that thy quest give o’er:
Courage! prove thy chance once more.”
Imboldened by her words, Halbert Glendinning made a second effort, and, plunging77 his bare arm into the flame, took out the sacred volume without feeling either heat or inconvenience of any kind. Astonished, and almost terrified at his own success, he beheld the flame collect itself, and shoot up into one long and final stream, which seemed as if it would ascend52 to the very roof of the cavern, and then, sinking as suddenly, became totally extinguished. The deepest darkness ensued; but Halbert had no time to consider his situation, for the White Lady had already caught his hand, and they ascended78 to upper air with the same velocity with which they had sunk into the earth.
They stood by the fountain in the Corri-nan-shian when they emerged from the bowels79 of the earth; but on casting a bewildered glance around him, the youth was surprised to observe, that the shadows had fallen far to the east, and that the day was well-nigh spent. He gazed on his conductress for explanation, but her figure began to fade before his eyes — her cheeks grew paler, her features less distinct, her form became shadowy, and blended itself with the mist which was ascending the hollow ravine. What had late the symmetry of form, and the delicate, yet clear hues of feminine beauty, now resembled the flitting and pale ghost of some maiden who has died for love, as it is seen indistinctly and by moonlight, by her perjured80 lover.
“Stay, spirit!” said the youth, imboldened by his success in the subterranean81 dome, “thy kindness must not leave me, as one encumbered82 with a weapon he knows not how to wield83. Thou must teach me the art to read, and to understand this volume; else what avails it me that I possess it?”
But the figure of the White Lady still waned84 before his eye, until it became an outline as pale and indistinct as that of the moon, when the winter morning is far advanced, and ere she had ended the following chant, she was entirely invisible:—
“Alas85! alas!
Not ours the grace
These holy characters to trace:
Idle forms of painted air,
Not to us is given to share
The boon86 bestow’d on Adam’s race!
With patience bide87.
Heaven will provide
The fitting time, the fitting guide.”
The form was already gone, and now the voice itself had melted away in melancholy88 cadence89, softening90, as if the Being who spoke91 had been slowly wafted92 from the spot where she had commenced her melody.
It was at this moment that Halbert felt the extremity93 of the terror which he had hitherto so manfully suppressed. The very necessity of exertion had given him spirit to make it, and the presence of the mysterious Being, while it was a subject of fear in itself, had nevertheless given him the sense of protection being near to him. It was when he could reflect with composure on what had passed, that a cold tremor94 shot across his limbs, his hair bristled95, and he was afraid to look around lest he should find at his elbow something more frightful96 than the first vision. A breeze arising suddenly, realized the beautiful and wild idea of the most imaginative of our modern bards97 33 —
It fann’d his cheek, it raised his hair,
Like a meadow pale in spring;
It mingled98 strangely with his fears,
Yet it fell like a welcoming.
The youth stood silent and astonished for a few minutes. It seemed to him that the extraordinary Being he had seen, half his terror, half his protectress, was still hovering on the gale99 which swept past him, and that she might again make herself sensible to his organs of sight. “Speak!” he said, wildly tossing his arms, “speak yet again — be once more present, lovely vision! — thrice have I now seen thee, yet the idea of thy invisible presence around or beside me, makes my heart beat faster than if the earth yawned and gave up a demon100.”
But neither sound nor appearance indicated the presence of the White Lady, and nothing preternatural beyond what he had already witnessed, was again audible or visible. Halbert, in the meanwhile, by the very exertion of again inviting101 the presence of this mysterious Being, had recovered his natural audacity102. He looked around once more, and resumed his solitary103 path down the valley into whose recesses104 he had penetrated105.
Nothing could be more strongly contrasted than the storm of passion with which he had bounded over stock and crag, in order to plunge62 himself into the Corri-nan-shian, and the sobered mood in which he now returned homeward, industriously106 seeking out the most practicable path, not from a wish to avoid danger, but that he might not by personal toil107 distract his attention, deeply fixed on the extraordinary scene which he had witnessed. In the former case, he had sought by hazard and bodily exertion to indulge at once the fiery108 excitation of passion, and to banish109 the cause of the excitement from his recollection; while now he studiously avoided all interruption to his contemplative walk, lest the difficulty of the way should interfere110 with, or disturb, his own deep reflections. Thus slowly pacing forth his course, with the air of a pilgrim rather than of a deer-hunter, Halbert about the close of the evening regained111 his paternal112 tower.
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85 alas | |
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86 boon | |
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87 bide | |
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88 melancholy | |
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89 cadence | |
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90 softening | |
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100 demon | |
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101 inviting | |
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102 audacity | |
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103 solitary | |
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n.壁凹( recess的名词复数 );(工作或业务活动的)中止或暂停期间;学校的课间休息;某物内部的凹形空间v.把某物放在墙壁的凹处( recess的第三人称单数 );将(墙)做成凹形,在(墙)上做壁龛;休息,休会,休庭 | |
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107 toil | |
vi.辛劳工作,艰难地行动;n.苦工,难事 | |
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109 banish | |
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110 interfere | |
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111 regained | |
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