Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)Melville, Herman
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Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Melville, Herman
Adventure stories; Polynesia -- Description and travel -- Fiction
As a race, the Tullas die early. And hence the belief, that they
pertain to some distant sphere, and only through irregularities in the
providence of the gods, come to make their appearance upon earth:
whence, the oversight discovered, they are hastily snatched. And it is
chiefly on this account, that in those islands where human sacrifices
are offered, the Tullas are deemed the most suitable oblations for the
altar, to which from their birth many are prospectively devoted. It was
these considerations, united to others, which at times induced me to
fancy, that by the priest, Yillah was regarded as one of these beings.
So mystical, however, her revelations concerning her past history, that
often I knew not what to divine. But plainly they showed that she had
not the remotest conception of her real origin.
But these conceits of a state of being anterior to an earthly existence
may have originated in one of those celestial visions seen
transparently stealing over the face of a slumbering child. And
craftily drawn forth and re-echoed by another, and at times repeated
over to her with many additions, these imaginings must at length have
assumed in her mind a hue of reality, heightened into conviction by the
dreamy seclusion of her life.
But now, let her subsequent and more credible history be related, as
from time to time she rehearsed it.
CHAPTER L.
Yillah In Ardair
In the verdant glen of Ardair, far in the silent interior of Amma, shut
in by hoar old cliffs, Yillah the maiden abode.
So small and so deep was this glen, so surrounded on all sides by steep
acclivities, and so vividly green its verdure, and deceptive the
shadows that played there; that, from above, it seemed more like a lake
of cool, balmy air, than a glen: its woodlands and grasses gleaming
shadowy all, like sea groves and mosses beneath the calm sea.
Here, none came but Aleema the priest, who at times was absent for days
together. But at certain seasons, an unseen multitude with loud chants
stood upon the verge of the neighboring precipices, and traversing
those shaded wilds, slowly retreated; their voices lessening and
lessening, as they wended their way through the more distant groves.
At other times, Yillah being immured in the temple of Apo, a band of
men entering the vale, surrounded her retreat, dancing there till
evening came. Meanwhile, heaps of fruit, garlands of flowers, and
baskets of fish, were laid upon an altar without, where stood Aleema,
arrayed in white tappa, and muttering to himself, as the offerings were
laid at his feet.
When Aleema was gone, Yillah went forth into the glen, and wandered
among the trees, and reposed by the banks of the stream. And ever as
she strolled, looked down upon her the grim old cliffs, bearded with
trailing moss.
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