Between two rows of houses, the glimpse of a river terminates my
street; the enormous silver current smokes, and great ships with white
sails move across the splendid gap with a smooth and superb grace. I
see before me the very River of Life whose image I borrowed when a
child, to discourse of Morality. But today, stubborn swimmer though
I am, I no longer cherish any hope of landing flat on my face among
the reeds in the slime of the other bank, under the salutation of the
palms, in a silence interrupted only by the cry of a parrot. Although
the shrill cascade invites me, drumming upon the gravel behind the
fleshy foliage of the magnolia; although the fabulous boughs are
bending beneath their weight of myrobalans and of pomegranates; I will
think of them no more--turning my glance to a more angelic science, to
this mystic garden which is offered for my enjoyment and my recreation!
THE EARTH VIEWED FROM THE SEA
Arriving from the horizon, our ship is confronted by the wharf of the
Earth; and the continent, emerging, spreads its immense architecture
out before us. In the morning distinguished by one great star, as I
mount the gangway the earth’s blue apparition appears before my eyes.
To defend the sun against the pursuit of the restless ocean, this
continent has established the deep-set solidity of its ramparts. Their
breaches open into a happy countryside.
For a long time in the full daylight we follow the frontier of another
world. Carried along by the trade-winds, our ship veers and rebounds
upon the resilient abyss to which it confides its whole weight. I am
caught up to the Azure, I am stuck there like a cask. Captive of the
infinite, suspended at the intersection of sky and water, I see below
me all the somber Earth laid out like a chart--the whole world, humble
and enormous! My separation from it is irrevocable. All things are far
from me, and only sight connects me with them. It will never again be
vouch-safed me to set my foot on the solid earth, to construct with my
hands a dwelling of wood and stone, to eat in peace food cooked at the
domestic fire. Soon we will turn our prow toward the shoreless sea;
and, under an immense spread of sail, our advance into the midst of
eternity will be shown only by our signal lights.
SALUTATION
And again I am permitted to salute this land similar to Gessen and
Canaan. Tonight, as our ship tossed in the wheat-colored moonlight,
at the entrance to the river, what a sign the Dog-Star was to me, low
beyond the sea; the golden watchman at the foot of a stretch of stars,
glowing splendor at the far horizon! These flowing waters having led us
into the heart of the countryside, I disembark, and on my road I see
below me the image of the round sun repeated in the fields, ruddy in
the green rice.
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