Phantastes, A Faerie Romance - Page 46/147

"O lady! we receive but what we give,

And in our life alone does nature live:

Ours is her wedding garments ours her shrorwd!

. . . . .

Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth,

A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud, Enveloping the Earth--

And from the soul itself must there be sent

A sweet and potent voice of its own birth,

Of all sweet sounds the life and element!"

COLERIDGE.

From this time, until I arrived at the palace of Fairy Land, I can

attempt no consecutive account of my wanderings and adventures.

Everything, henceforward, existed for me in its relation to my

attendant. What influence he exercised upon everything into contact with

which I was brought, may be understood from a few detached instances. To

begin with this very day on which he first joined me: after I had walked

heartlessly along for two or three hours, I was very weary, and lay

down to rest in a most delightful part of the forest, carpeted with wild

flowers. I lay for half an hour in a dull repose, and then got up to

pursue my way. The flowers on the spot where I had lain were crushed to

the earth: but I saw that they would soon lift their heads and rejoice

again in the sun and air. Not so those on which my shadow had lain. The

very outline of it could be traced in the withered lifeless grass,

and the scorched and shrivelled flowers which stood there, dead, and

hopeless of any resurrection. I shuddered, and hastened away with sad

forebodings.

In a few days, I had reason to dread an extension of its baleful

influences from the fact, that it was no longer confined to one position

in regard to myself. Hitherto, when seized with an irresistible desire

to look on my evil demon (which longing would unaccountably seize me at

any moment, returning at longer or shorter intervals, sometimes every

minute), I had to turn my head backwards, and look over my shoulder; in

which position, as long as I could retain it, I was fascinated. But one

day, having come out on a clear grassy hill, which commanded a glorious

prospect, though of what I cannot now tell, my shadow moved round, and

came in front of me. And, presently, a new manifestation increased

my distress.

For it began to coruscate, and shoot out on all sides a

radiation of dim shadow. These rays of gloom issued from the central

shadow as from a black sun, lengthening and shortening with continual

change. But wherever a ray struck, that part of earth, or sea, or

sky, became void, and desert, and sad to my heart. On this, the first

development of its new power, one ray shot out beyond the rest, seeming

to lengthen infinitely, until it smote the great sun on the face, which

withered and darkened beneath the blow. I turned away and went on. The

shadow retreated to its former position; and when I looked again, it

had drawn in all its spears of darkness, and followed like a dog at my

heels.