Where the forest murmurs : $b Nature essaysSharp, William
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Where the forest murmurs : $b Nature essays
Sharp, William
Natural history -- Outdoor books
It is a drop from such sounding names as these to ‘the Skinker.’ Yet by
this name our English forefathers probably knew in common speech the
constellation of Aquarius. At any rate a Mr. Cock, ‘Philomathemat,’ in
a rare book of some 200 years ago, _Meteorologiae_, speaks of Aquarius
by this singular name, and as though it were the familiar and accepted
designation: ‘Jupiter in the Skinker opposed by Saturn in the Lion
did raise mighty South-west Winds.’ Here again in this old English
word, meaning a tapster, we have an analogue of the Water-Pourer, that
universal Zodiacal sign of Aquarius.
But for all that Horace, and following him James Thomson in the
_Seasons_ (‘Winter’), say of ‘Fierce Aquarius staining the inverted
year,’ the constellation is more associated with the rain-tides of
spring. It is then, too, in mid-February to mid-March, that, following
its passage through Capricorn, the Sun enters it--so that ‘benign’ and
not ‘fierce’ becomes the apt epithet.
All these ‘watery constellations’--Aquarius, Capricorn, Cetus, the
Dolphin, Hydra, Pisces--are set aside, in the mouths of poets and in
the familiar lore of the many, for the Hyades, that lovely sestet of
Taurus which in these winter-months are known to all of us, where they
flash and dance south-east of the Silver Apples of childhood’s sky--the
clustered Pleiades. They have become the typical stars of the onset
of winter--the Lords of Rain--‘sad companions of the turning year’ as
an old Roman poet calls them, ‘the seaman-noted Hyades’ of Euripides,
‘the Boar-Throng’ (feeders on the mast brought down in late October
and November by the autumnal rains) of our Anglo-Saxon fathers, the
‘Storm-Star’ of Pliny, the Moist Daughters of Spenser, so much more
familiar to us in Tennyson’s
“Thro’ scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea.”
Of old the whole group was called Aldebaran, but now we recognise in
that name only the superb star whose pale-rose flame lights gloriously
‘the cold forehead of the wintry sky’ to quote an undeservedly
forgotten poet. And now, Aldebaran stands apart in Taurus, and the six
storm-stars are torches set apart.
Well, the Season of the Rainy Hyades has come. The Water-Pourer, the
Whale and swift Dolphin, Pisces (‘Leaders of the Celestial Host’ and
‘the Diadem of November’), Hydra the Water-Snake, every Rain-Star, from
flashing Corona, Bride of the White Hawk, to the far southern torch of
splendid Achernar in Eridanus the Celestial River, all have lent the
subtle influences of the first of the Elements, Water. In the mystic’s
language, we are now in the season when the soul may least confusedly
look into its life as in a shaken mirror, and when the spirit may ‘look
before and after.’ For, they tell us, in the occult sense, we are the
Children of Water.
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