English poetry -- 19th century -- History and criticism; Pre-Raphaelitism in literature
I think that in nearly all civilised countries, East and West, from
very old times there has been some belief in the kind of magic which
this poem describes. I have seen references to similar magic in
translations of Chinese books, and I imagine that it may have been
known in Japan. In India it is still practised. At one time or other
it was practised in every country of Europe. Indeed, it was only the
development of exact science that rendered such beliefs impossible.
During the Middle Ages they caused the misery of many thousands of
lives, and the fear born of them weighed upon men's minds like a
nightmare.
This superstition in its simplest form was that if you wished to kill
a hated person, it was only necessary to make a small statue or image
of that person in wax, or some other soft material, and to place the
image before a fire, after having repeated certain formulas. As the
wax began to melt before the fire, the person represented by the image
would become sick and grow weaker and weaker, until with the complete
melting of the image, he would die. Sometimes when the image was made
of material other than wax, it was differently treated. Also it was a
custom to stick needles into such images, for the purpose of injuring
rather than of killing. By putting the needles into the place of the
eyes, for example, the person would be made blind; or by putting them
into the place of the ears, he might be rendered deaf. A needle stuck
into the place of the heart would cause death, slow or quick according
to the slowness with which the needle was forced in.
But there were many penalties attaching to the exercise of such magic.
People convicted of having practised it were burned alive by law.
However, burning alive was not the worst consequence of the practice,
according to general belief; for the church taught that such a crime
was unpardonable, and that all guilty of it must go to hell for all
eternity. You might destroy your enemy by magic, but only at the
cost of your own soul. A soul for a life. And you must know that the
persons who did such things believed the magic was real, believed they
were killing, and believed they were condemned to lose their souls in
consequence. Can we conceive of hatred strong enough to satisfy itself
at this price? Certainly, there have been many examples in the history
of those courts in which trials for witchcraft were formerly held.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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