, ( » ••V V V Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2016 https://archive.org/details/ancientartritual01harr HOME UNIVERSITY LIBRARY OF MODERN KNOWLEDGE No. 70 Editors: The Rt. Hon. H. A. L. FISHER, M.A., F.B.A. Prof. GILBERT MURRAY, Litt.D., LL.D., F.B.A. Prof. Sir J. ARTHUR THOMSON, M.A. Prof. WILLIAM T. BREWSTER, M.A. A complete classified list of the volumes of The Home University Library already published will be found at the back of this book. ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL BY JANE ELLEN HARRISON LL.D., D.Litt. AUTHOR OF “PRIMITIVE ATHENS,” “RELIGION OF ANCIENT GREECE,” “ PROLEGOMENA TO^THE STUDY OF GREEK RELIGION,” ETC. NEW YORK HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY LONDON THORNTON BUTTERWORTH LTD. 'hi! H 3I1A Copyright, 1913, BY HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY THE UNIVERSITY PRESS, CAMBRIDGE, U.S.A. PREFATORY NOTE It may be well at the outset to say clearly what is the aim of the present volume. The title is Ancient Art and Ritual, but the reader will find in it no general summary or even outline of the facts of either ancient art or ancient ritual. These facts are easily accessible in handbooks. The point of my title and the real gist of my argument lie perhaps in the word “a/id” — that is, in the intimate connection which I have tried to show i-exists between ritual and art. This connection has, I believe, an important bearing on questions vital to-day, as, for example, the question of the place of art in our modern civilization, its relation to and its diffei’ence from religion and morality; in a word, on the whole enquiry as to w’hat the nature of art is and how it can help or hinder spiritual life. I have taken Greek diajna as a typical instance, because in it we have the clear historical case of a great art, which arose out of a very primitive and almost worldwide ritual. The rise of the Indian drama, or the mediaeval and from it the 14836 VI PREFATORY NOTE modern stage, would have told us the same tale and served the like purpose. But Greece is nearer to us to-day than either India or the Middle Ages, Greece and the Greek drama remind me that I should like to offer my thanks to Professor Gilbert Murray, for help and criticism which has far outrun the limits of editorial duty. J. E. H. Nemnham College, Cambridge, June, 1913. CONTENTS CHAP. PAGE I Art anb Ritual 9 II Primitive Ritual: Pantomimic Dances ... 29 III Periodic Ceremonies: The Spring Festival . 49 IV The Primitive Spring Dance or Dithyramb, IN Greece 75 V The Transition from Ritual to Art : The Dromenon and the Drama 119 VI Greek Sculpture : The Panathenaic Frieze AND THE Apollo Belvedere 170 VII Ritual, Art, and Life 204 Bibliography' 253 Index 255 14836 ANCIENT AET AND EITUAL CHAPTER I ART AND RITUAL The title of this book may strike the reader as strange and even dissonant. What have art and ritual to do together.? The ritualist is, to the modern mind, a man concerned perhaps unduly with fixed forms and cere- monies, with carrying out the rigidly pre- scribed ordinances of a church or sect. The artist, on the other hand, we think of as free in thought and untrammelled by convention in practice; his tendency is towards licence. Art and ritual, it is quite true, have diverged to-day; but the title of this book is chosen advisedly. Its object is to show that these two divergent developments have a common root, and that neither can be understood without the other. ~ It is at the outset one 9 10 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL and the same impulse that sends a man to church and to the theatre. Such a statement may sound to-day para- doxical, even irreverent. But to the Greek of the sixth, fifth, and even fourth century B.C., it would have been a simple truism. We shall see this best by following an Athenian to his theatre, on the day of the great Spring Festival of Dionysos. Passing through the entrance-gate to the theatre on the south side of the Acropolis, our Athenian citizen will find himself at once on holy ground. He is within a temenos or precinct, a place “cut off” from the common land and dedicated to a god. He will pass to the left (Fig. 2, p. 144) two temples standing near to each other, one of earlier, the other of later date, for a temple, once built, was so sacred that it would only be reluctantly destroyed. As he enters the actual theatre he will pay nothing for his seat; his attend- ance is an act of worship, and from the social point of view obligatory; the entrance fee is therefore paid for him by the State. The theatre is open to all Athenian citizens, but the ordinary man will not venture to ART AND RITUAL 11 seat himself in the front row. In the front row, and that only, the seats have backs, and the central seat of this row is an arm- chair; the whole of the front row is perma- nently reserved, not for individual rich men who can afford to hire “boxes,” but for certain State officials, and these officials are all priests. On each seat the name of the owner is inscribed; the central seat is “of the priest of Dionysos Eleuthereus,” the god of the precinct. Near him is the seat “of the priest of Apollo the Laurel-Bearer,” and again “of the priest of Asklepios,” and “of the priest of Olympian Zeus,” and so on round the whole front semicircle. It is as though at His Majesty’s the front row of stalls was occupied by the whole bench of bishops, with the Archbishop of Canterbury enthroned in the central stall. The theatre at Athens is not open night by night, nor even day by day. Dramatic performances take place only, at certain high festivals of Dionysos in winter and spring. It is, again, as though the modern theatre was open only at the festivals of the Epiphany and of Easter. Our modern, at least our Protestant, custom is in direct contrast. We 12 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL tend on great religious festivals rather to close than to open our theatres. Another point of contrast is in the time allotted to the performance. We give to the theatre our after-dinner hours, when work is done, or at best a couple of hours in the afternoon. The theatre is for us a recreation. The Greek theatre opened at sunrise, and the whole day was consecrated to high and strenuous religious attention. During the five or six days of the great Dionysia, the whole city was in a state of unwonted sanctity, under a taboo. To distrain a debtor was illegal; any personal assault, however trifling, was sacrilege. Most impressive and convincing of all is the ceremony that took place on the eve of the performance. By torchlight, accom- panied by a great procession, the image of the god Dionysos himself was brought to the theatre and placed in the orchestra. Moreover, he came not only in human but in animal form. Chosen young men of the Athenians in the flower of their youth — epheboi — escorted to the precinct a splendid bull. It was expressly ordained that the bull should be “worthy of the god”; he was. AET AND RITUAL 13 in fact, as we shall presently see, the primitive incarnation of the god. It is, again, as though in our modern theatre there stood, “sanctify- ing all things to our use and us to His service,” the human figure of the Saviour, and beside him the Paschal Lamb. But now we come to a strange thing. A god presides over the theatre, to go to the theatre is an act of worship to the god Dio- nysos, and yet, when the play begins, three times out of four of Dionysos we hear nothing. We see, it may be, Agamemnon returning from Troy, Clytemnestra waiting to slay him, the vengeance of Orestes, the love of Phsedra for Hippolytos, the hate of Medea and the slaying of her children : stories beautiful, tragic, morally instructive it may be, but scarcely, we feel, religious. The orthodox Greeks themselves sometimes complained that in the plays enacted before them there was “nothing to do with Dionyso§.” If drama be at the outset divine, with its roots in ritual, why does it issue in an art profoundly solemn, tragic, yet purely human? The actors wear ritual vestments like those of the celebrants at the Eleusinian mysteries. 14 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Why, then, do we find them, not executing a religious service or even a drama of gods and goddesses, but rather impersonating mere Homeric heroes and heroines? Greek drama which seemed at first to give us our clue, to show us a real link between ritual and art, breaks down, betrays us, it would seem, just at the crucial moment, and leaves us with our problem on our hands. Had we only Greek ritual and art we might well despair. The Greeks are a people of such swift constructive imagination that they almost always obscure any problem of origins. So fair and magical are their cloud- capp’d towers that they distract our minds from the task of digging for foundations. There is scarcely a problem in the origins of Greek mythology and religion that has been solved within the domain of Greek thinking only. Ritual with them was, in the case of drama, so swiftly and completely transmuted into art that, h?,d we had Greek material only to hand, we might never have marked the transition. Happily, however, we are not confined within the Greek paradise. Wider fields are open to us; our subject is not only Greek, but ancient art and ritual. We can ART AND RITUAL 15 turn at once to the Egyptians, a people slower-witted than the Greeks, and watch their sluggish but more instructive opera- tions. To one who is studying the develop- ment of the human mind the average or even stupid child is often more illuminating than the abnormally brilliant. Greece is often too near to us, too advanced, too modern, to be for comparative purposes instructive. Of all Egyptian, perhaps of all ancient deities, no god has lived so long or had so wide and deep an influence as Osiris. He stands as the prototype of the great class of resur- rection-gods who die that they may live again. His sufferings, his death, and his resurrection were enacted year by year in a great mystery-play at Abydos. In that mystery-play was set forth, first, what the Greeks call his agon, his contest with his enemy Set; then his 'pathos, his suffering, or downfall and defeat, his wounding, his death, and his burial; finally, his resurrection and “recognition,” his anagnorisis either as him- self or as his only begotten son Horus. Now the meaning of this thrice-told' tale we shall consider later; for the moment we are con- 16 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL cerned only with the fact that it is set forth both in art and ritual. At the festival of Osiris small images of the god were made of sand and vegetable earth, his cheek bones were painted green and his face yellow. The images were cast in a mould of pure gold, representing the god as a mummy. After sunset on the 24th day of the month, Choiak, the eflSgy of Osiris was laid in a grave and the image of the previous year was removed. The intent of all this was made transparently clear by other rites. At the beginning of the festival there was a ceremony of ploughing and sowing. One end of the field was sown with barley, the other with spelt; another part with flax. While this was going on the chief priest recited the ritual of the “ sowing of the fields.” Into the “garden” of the god, which seems to have been a large pot, were put sand and barley, then fresh living water from the inundation of the Nile was poured out of a golden vase over the “garden” and the barley was al- lowed to grow up. It was the symbol of the resurrection of the god after his burial, “for the growth of the garden is the growth of the divine substance.” ART AND RITUAL 17 The death and resurrection of the gods, and jpari passu of the life and fruits of the earth, was thus set forth in ritual, but — and this is our immediate point — it was also set forth in definite, unmistakable art. In the great temple of Isis at Philse there is a cham- ber dedicated to Osiris. Here is represented the dead Osiris. Out of his body spring ears of corn, and a priest waters the growing stalk from a pitcher. The inscription to the pic- ture reads: This is the form of him whom one may not name, Osiris of the mysteries, who springs from the returning waters. It is but another presentation of the ritual of the month Choiak, in which effigies of the god made of earth and corn were buried. When these effigies were taken up it would be formd that the corn had sprouted actually from the body of the god, and this sprouting of the grain would, as Dr. Frazer says, be “hailed as an omen, or rather as the cause of the growth of the crops.” ^ Even more vividly is the resurrection set forth in the bas-reliefs that accompany the great Osiris inscription at Denderah. Here the god is represented at first as a mummy ^ Adonis, Attis, Osiris,^ p. 324. 18 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL swathed and lying flat on his bier. Bit by bit he is seen raising himself up in a series of gymnastically impossible positions, till at last he rises from a bowl — perhaps his “garden” — all but erect, between the out- spread wings of Isis, while before him a male figure holds the crux ansata, the “cross with a handle,” the Egyptian symbol of life. In ritual, the thing desired, i. e. the resurrection, is acted, in art it is represented. No one will refuse to these bas-reliefs the title of art. In Egypt, then, we have clearly an instance — only one out of many — where art and ritual go hand in hand. Countless bas-reliefs that decorate Egyptian tombs and temples are but ritual practices translated into stone. This, as we shall later see, is an important step in our argument. Ancient art and ritual are not only closely connected, not only do they mutually explain and illustrate each other, but, as we shall presently find, they actually arise out of a common human impulse. * The god who died and rose again is not of course confined to Egypt; he is world- wide. When Ezekiel (viii. 14) “came to the gate of ART AND RITUAL 19 the Lord’s house which was toward the north” he beheld there the “women weep- ing for Tammuz.” This “abomination” the house of Judah had brought with them from Babylon. Tammuz is Dumuzi, “the true son,” or more fully, Dumuzi-absu, “true son of the waters.” He too, like Osiris, is a god of the life that springs from inundation and that dies down in the heat of the summer. In Milton’s procession of false gods, “Thammuz came next behind. Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer’s day.” Tammuz in Babylon was the young love of Ishtar. Each year he died and passed below the earth to the place of dust and death, “the land from which there is no returniug, the house of darkness, where dust lies on door and bolt.” And the goddess ^went after him, and while she was below, life ceased in the earth, no flower blossomed and no child of animal or man was born. We know Tammuz, “the true son,” best by one of his titles, Adonis, the Lord or King. 20 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL The Rites of Adonis were celebrated at mid- summer. That is certain and memorable; for, just as the Athenian fleet was setting sail on its ill-omened voyage to Syracuse, the streets of Athens were thronged with funeral processions, everywhere was seen the image of the dead god, and the air was full of the lamentations of weeping women. Thucydides does not so much as mention the coincidence, but Plutarch ^ tells us those who took account of omens were full of concern for the fate of their countrymen. To start an expedition on the day of the funeral rites of Adonis, the Canaanitish “Lord,” was no luckier than to set sail on a Friday, the death-day of the “Lord” of Christendom. The rites of Tammuz and of Adonis, cele- brated in the summer, were rites of death rather than of resurrection. The emphasis is on the fading and dying down of vegetation rather than on its upspringing. The reason of this is simple and will soon become mani- fest. For the moment we have only to note that while in Egypt the rites of Osiris are represented as much by art as by ritual, in Babylon and Palestine in the feasts of Tam- 1 Vit. Nik., 13 . ART AND RITUAL 21 muz and Adonis it is ritual rather than art that obtains. We have now to pass to another enquiry. We have seen that art and ritual, not only in Greece but in Egypt and Palestine, are closely hnked. So closely, indeed, are they linked that we even begin to suspect they may have a common origin. We have now to ask, what is it that links art and ritual so closely together, what have they in common.'* Do they start from the same impulse, and if so why do they, as they develop, fall so widely asunder? It will clear the air if we consider for a moment what we mean by art, and also in somewhat greater detail what we mean by ritual. Art, Plato ^ tells us in a famous passage of the Republic, is imitation; the artist imitates natural objects, which are themselves in his philosophy but copies of higher realities. AU the artist can do is to make a copy of a copy, to hold up a mirror to Nature in which, as he turns it whither he will, “are reflected 1 Rep. X. 596-9. 22 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL sun and heavens and earth and man,” any- thing and everything. Never did a state- ment so false, so wrong-headed, contain so much suggestion of truth — truth which, by the help of analysing ritual, we may perhaps be able to disentangle. But first its false- hood must be grasped, and this is the more important as Plato’s misconception in modi- fied form lives on to-day. A painter not long ago thus defined his own art: “The art of painting is the art of imitating solid objects upon a flat surface by means of pigments.” A sorry life-work! Few people to-day, per- haps, regard art as the close and realistic copy of Natiu-e; photography has at least scotched, if not slain, that error; but many people still regard art as a sort of improvement on or an “idealization” of Nature. It is the part of the artist, they think, to take suggestions and materials from Nature, and from these to build up, as it were, a revised version. It is, perhaps, only by studying those rudi- mentary forms of art that are closely akin to ritual that we come to see how utterly wrong- headed is this conception. Take the representations of Osiris that we have just described — the mummy rising bit ART AND RITUAL 23 by bit from bis bier. Can any one maintain that art is here a copy or imitation of reality? However “realistic” the painting, it represents a thing imagined not actual. There never was any such person as Osiris, and if there had been, he would certainly never, once mummified, have risen from his tomb. There is no question of fact, and the copy of fact, in the matter. Moreover, had there been, why should any one desire to make a copy of natural fact? The whole “imita- tion” theory, to which, and to the element of truth it contains, we shall later have occasion to return, errs, in fact, through supplying no adequate motive for a wide- spread human energy. It is probably this lack of motive that has led other theorizers \ to adopt the view that art is idealization. ] Man with pardonable optimism desires, it is / thought, to improve on Nature. Modern science, confronted with a problem like that of the rise of art, no longer casts about to conjecture how art might have arisen, she examines how it actually did arise. Abundant material has now been collected from among savage peoples of an art so 24 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL primitive that we hesitate to call it art at all, and it is in these inchoate efforts that we are able to track the secret motive springs that move the artist now as then. Among the Huichol Indians ^ if the people fear a drought from the extreme heat of the sun, they take a clay disk, and on one side of it they paint the “face” of Father Sun, a circular space surrounded by rays of red and blue and yellow which are called his “arrows,” for the Huichol sun, like Phoebus Apollo, has arrows for rays'. On the reverse side they will paint the progress of the sun through the four quarters of the sky. The journey is symbolized by a large cross-like figure with a central circle for mid-day. Round the edge are beehive-shaped mounds; these represent the hills of earth. The red and yellow dots that surround the hills are cornfields. The crosses on the hills are signs of wealth and money. On some of the disks birds and scorpions are patinted, and on one are curv- ing lines which mean rain. These disks are deposited on the altar of the god-house and left, and then all is well. The intention might ‘ C. H. Lumholtz, Symbolism of the Huichol Indians, in Mem. of the Am. Mus. of Nat. Hist., Vol. Ill, “Anthro- pology.” (1900.) ART AND RITUAL 25 be to us obscure, but a Huichol Indian would read it thus: “Father Sun with his broad shield (or ‘face’) and his arrows rises in the east, bringing money and wealth to the Huichols. His heat and the light from his rays make the com to grow, but he is asked not to interfere with the clouds that are gathering on the hills.” Now is this art or ritual ? It is both and neither. We distinguish between a form of prayer and a work of art and count them in no danger of confusion; but the Huichol goes back to that earlier thing, a 'presentation. He utters, expresses his thought about the sun and his emotion about the sun and his re- lation to the sun, and if “prayer is the soul’s sincere desire” he has painted a prayer. It is not a little curious that the same notion comes out in the old Greek word for “prayer,” euche. The Greek, when he wanted help in trouble from the “Saviours,” the Dioscuri, carved a picture of them, and, if he was a sailor, added a ship. Underneath he inscribed the word euche. It was not to begin with a “vow” paid, it was a presentation of his strong inner desire, it was a sculptured prayer. Ritual then involves imitation; but does 26 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL not arise out of it. It desires to recreate an emotion, not to reproduce an object. A rite is, indeed, we shall later see (p. 42), a sort of stereotyped action, not really practical, but yet not wholly cut loose from practice, a reminiscence or an anticipation of actual practical doing; it is fitly, though not quite correctly, called by the Greeks a dromenon, “a thing done.” At the bottom of art, as its motive power and its mainspring, lies, not the wish to copy Nature or even improve on her — the Huichol Indian does not vainly expend his energies on an effort so fruitless — but rather an impulse shared by art with ritual, the de- sire, that is, to utter, to give out a strongly felt emotion or desire by representing, by making or doing or enriching the object or act desired. The common source of the art and ritual of Osiris is the intense, world- wide desire that the life of Nature which seemed dead should live again. This common emotional factor it is that makes art and ritual in their beginnings well-nigh indistin- guishable. Both, to begin with, copy an act, but not at first for the sake of the copy. Only when the emotion dies down and is AET AND RITUAI. 27 forgotten does the copy become an end in itself, a mere mimicry. It is this downward path, this sinking of making to mimicry, that makes us now-a-days think of ritual as a dull and formal thing. Because a rite has ceased to be believed in, it does not in the least follow that it will cease to be done. We have to reckon with all the huge forces of habit. The motor nerves, once set in one direction, given the slightest impulse tend always to repeat the same reaction. We mimic not only others but ourselves mechanically, even after all emotion proper to the act is dead; and then because mimicry has a certain ingenious charm, it be- comes an end in itself for ritual, even for art. It is not easy, as we saw, to classify the Huichol prayer-disks. As prayers they are ritual, as surfaces decorated they are speci- mens of primitive art. In the next chapter we shall have to consider a kind of ceremony very instructive for our point, but again not very easy to classify — the pantomimic dances which are, almost all over the world, so strik- ing a feature in savage social and rehgious life. Are they to be classed as ritual or art? 28 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL These pantomime dances lie, indeed, at the very heart and root of our whole subject, and it is of the first importance that before going further in our analysis of art and ritual, we should have some familiarity with their general character and gist, the more so as they are a class of ceremonies now practically extinct. We shall find in these djances the meeting-point between art and ritual, or rather we shall find in them the rude, inchoate material out of which both ritual and art, at least in one of its forms, developed. More- over, we shall find in pantomimic dancing a ritual bridge, as it were, between actual fife and those representations of life which we call art. In our next chapter, therefore, we shall study the ritual dance in general, and try to understand its psychological origin; in the fol- lowing chapter (III) we shall take a particular dance of special importance, the Spring Dance as practised among various primitive peoples. We shall then be prepared to approach the study of the Spring Dance among the Greeks, which developed into their drama, and thereby to, we hope, throw light on the rela- tion between ritual and art. CHAPTER II PRIMITIVE ritual: PANTOMIMIC DANCES In books and hymns of bygone days, which dealt with the teligion of “the heathen in his blindness,” he was pictured as a being of strange perversity, apt to bow down to “gods of wood and stone.” The question why he acted thus foolishly was never raised. It was just his “blindness”; the light of the gospel had not yet reached him. Now-a-days the savage has become material not only for con- version and hymn-writing but for scientific observation. We want to understand his psychology, i. e. how he behaves, not merely for his sake, that we may abruptly and des- potically convert or reform him, but for our own sakes; partly, of course, for sheer love of knowing, but also, — since we realize that our own behaviour is based on instincts kindred to his, — in order that, by understand- ing his behaviour, we may understand, and it may be better, our own. 29 30 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Anthropologists who study the primitive peoples of to-day find that the worship of false gods, bowing “ down to wood and stone,” bulks larger in the mind of the hymn-writer than in the mind of the savage. ' We look for temples to heathen idols; we find dancing- places and ritual dances. The savage is a man of action. Instead of asking a god to do what he wants done, he does it or tries to do it himself; instead of prayers he utters spells. In a word, he practises magic, and above all he is strenuously and frequently engaged in dancing magical dances. When a savage wants sun or wind or rain, he does not go to church and prostrate himself before a false god; he summons his tribe and dances a sun dance or a wind dance or a rain dance. When he would hunt and catch a bear, he does not pray to his god for strength to out- wit and outmatch the bear, he rehearses his hu^it in a bear dance. Herq, again, we have some modern prej- udice atid misunderstanding to overcome. Dancing is to us a light form of recreation practised' by the quite young from sheer joie de vivre, and essentially inappropriate to the ma- ture. But among the Tarahumares of Mexico PRIMITIVE RITUAL 31 the word noldvoa means both “to work” and “to dance.” An old man will reproach a young man saying, “Why do you not go and work.?” {noldvoa). He means “Why do you not dance instead of looking on.?” It is strange to us to learn that among savages, as a man passes from childhood to youth, from youth to mature manhood, so the number of his “dances” increase, and the number of these “dances” is the measure ■pari passu of his social importance. Finally, in extreme old age he falls out, he ceases to exist, because he cannot dance; his dance, and with it his social status, passes to another and a younger. Magical dancing still goes on in Europe to- day. In Swabia and among the Transyl- vanian Saxons it is a common custom, says Dr. Frazer,^ for a man who has some hemp to leap high in the field in the belief that tWs ^11 make the hemp grow tall. In m^y^^rts of Germany and Austria the peasant i:blnks|f^ can make the flax grow tall byldaacmgftr leaping high or by jumping back»^ds fr^ a table; the higher the leap themaller wul ^ These instances are all taken from The uMden Bough.h, The Magic Art, I, 139 ■ - 32 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL be the flax that year. There is happily little possible doubt as to the practical reason of this mimic dancing. When Macedonian farmers have done digging their fields they throw their spades up into the air and, catch- ing them again, exclaim, “May the crop grow as high as the spade has gone.” In some parts of Eastern Russia the girls dance one by one in a large hoop at midnight on Shrove Tuesday. The hoop is decked with leaves, flowers, and ribbons, and attached to it are a small bell and some flax. While dancing within the hoop each girl has to wave her arms vigorously and cry, “Flax, grow,” or words to that effect. When she has done she leaps out of the hoop or is lifted out of it by her partner. Is this art? We shall unhesitatingly an- swer “No.” Is it ritual? With some hesita- tion we shall probably again answer “No.” It is, we think, not a rite, but merely a super- stitious practice of ignorant men and women. But take another instance. Among the Omaha Indians of North America, when the corn is withering for want of rain, the members of the sacred Buffalo Society fill a large vessel with water and dance four times PRIMITIVE RITUAL 33 round it. One of them drinks some of the water and spirts it into the air, making a fine spray in imitation of mist or drizzling rain. Then he upsets the vessel, spilling the water on the ground; whereupon the dancers fall down and drink up the water, getting mud all over their faces. This saves the corn. Now probably any dispassionate person would describe such a ceremonial as “an in- teresting instance of primitive ritual.” The sole difference between the two types is that, in the one the practice is carried on privately, or at least unofficially, in the other it is done ^ publicly by a collective authorized body, officially for the public good. The distinction is One of high importance, but for the moment what concerns us is, to see the common factor in the two sets of acts, what is indeed their source and mainspring. In the case of the girl dancing in the hoop and leaping out of it there is no doubt. The words she says, “Flax, grow,” prove the point. She does what she wants done. Her<^^ intense desire finds utterance in an act. She obeys the simplest possible impulse. Let any one watch an exciting game of tennis, or better still perhaps a game of billiards, he 34 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL will find himself doing in sheer sympathy the thing he wants done, reaching out a tense arm where the billiard cue should go, raising an unoccupied leg to help the suspended ball over the net. Sympathetic magic is, modern psy- chology teaches us, in the main and at the outset, not the outcome of intellectual illusion, not even the exercise of a “mimetic instinct,” but simply, in its ultimate analysis, an utter- ance, a discharge of emotion and longing. But though the utterance of emotion is the prime and moving, it is not the sole, factor. We may utter emotion in a prolonged howl, we may even utter it in a collective prolonged howl, yet we should scarcely call this ritual, still less art. It is true that a prolonged collective howl will probably, because it is collective, develop a rhythm, a regular recur- rence, and hence probably issue in a kind of ritual music; but for the further stage of de- velopment into art another step is necessary. We must not only utter emotion, we must represent it, that is, we must in some way reproduce or imitate or express the thought which is causing us emotion. Art is not imitation, but art and also ritual frequently and legitimately contain an element of imita- PRIMITIVE RITUAL 35 lion. Plato was so far right. What exactly is imitated we shall see when we come to discuss the precise difference between art and ritual. The Greek word for a rite as already noted is dromenon, “a thing done” — and the word is full of instruction. The Greek had reahzed that to perform a rite you must do something, that is, you must not only feel something but express it in action, or, to put it psycho- logically, you must not only receive an im- pulse, you must react to it. The word for rite, dromenon, “thing done,” arose, of course, not from any psychological analysis, but from the simple fact that rites among the primitive Greeks were things done, mimetic dances and the like. It is a fact of cardinal importance that their word for theatrical representation, drama, is own cousin to their word for rite, dromenon; drama also means “thing done.” Greek linguistic instinct pointed plainly to the fact that art and ritual are near relations. To this fact of crucial im- portance for our argument we shall return later. But from the outset it should be borne in mind that in these two Greek words. 36 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL dromenon and drama, in their exact meaning, their relation and their distinction, we have the keynote and clue to our whole discussion. For the moment we have to note that the Greek word for rite, dromenon, “thing done,” is not strictly adequate. It omits a factor of prime importance; it includes too much and not enough. All “things done” are not rites. You may shrink back from a blow; that is the expression of an emotion, that is a reaction to a stimulus, but that is not a rite. You may digest your dinner; that is a thing done, and a thing of high importance, but it is not a rite. One element in the rite we have already , observed, and that is, that it be done col- ' lectively, by a number of persons feeling the same emotion. A meal digested alone is certainly no rite; a meal eaten in common, under the influence of a common emotion, may, and often does, tend to become a rite. Collectivity and emotional tension, two elements that tend to turn the simple reaction into a rite, are — specially among primitive peoples — closely associated, indeed scarcely separable. The individual among savages PRIMITIVE RITUAL 37 has but a thin and meagre personality; high emotional tension is to him only caused and maintained by a thing felt socially; it is what the tribe feels that is sacred, that is matter for ritual. He may make by himself excited movements, he may leap for joy, for fear; but unless these movements are made by the tribe together they will not become rhythmical; they will probably lack intensity, and certamly permanence. Intensity, then, and collectivity go together, and both are necessary for ritual, but both may be present without constituting art; we have not yet touched the dividing line between art and ritual. When and how does the dromenon, the rite done, pass over into the drama? The genius of the Greek language felt, be- fore it consciously knew, the difference. This feeling ahead for distinctions is characteristic of all languages, as has been well shown by Mr. Pearsall Smith ^ in another manual of our series. It is an instinctive process arising independently of reason, though afterwards justified by it. What, then, is the distinction between art and ritual which the genius of the * “The English Language,” Home University Library, p. 38 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Greek language felt after, when it used the two words dromenon and drama for two differ- ent sorts of “things done”? To answer our question we must turn for a brief moment to psychology, the science of human behaviour. We are accustomed for practical conven- ience to divide up our human nature into partitions — intellect, will, the emotions, the passions — with further subdivisions, e. g. of the intellect into reason, imagination, and the like. These partitions we are apt to arrange into a sort of order of merit, or as it is called a hierarchy, with Reason as head and crown, and under her sway the emotions and passions. The result of establishing this hierarchy is that the impulsive side of our nature comes off badly, the passions and even the emotions lying under a certain ban. This popular psychology is really a convenient and perhaps indispensable, mythology. Reason, the emotions, and the will have no more separate existences than Jupiter, Juno, and Minerva. A more fruitful way of looking at our human constitution is to see it, not as a bundle of separate faculties, but as a sort of PRIMITIVE RITUAL 39 continuous cycle of activities. What really happens is, putting it very roughly, something of this sort. To each one of us the world is, or seems to be, eternally divided into two halves. On the one side is ourself, on the other all the rest of things. All our action, our behaviour, our life, is a relation between these two halves, and that behaviour seems to have three, not divisions, but stages. The outside world, the other half, the object if we like so to call it, acts upon us, gets at us through our senses. We hear or see or taste or feel something; to put it roughly, we perceive something, and as we perceive it, so, instantly, we feel about it, ^towards it, we have emotion. And instantly again, that emotion becomes a motive-power, we re-act towards the object that got at us, we want to alter it or our relation to it. If we did not perceive we should not feel, if we did not feel we should not act. When we talk — as we almost must talk — of Reason, the Emotions, or the Passions and the Will leading to action, we think of the three stages or aspeets of our behaviour as separable and even perhaps hostile; we want, perhaps, to purge the intellect from all infection of the emotions. But in reality, though at a given 40 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL moment one or the other element, knowing, feeling, or acting, may be dominant in our consciousness, the rest are always immanent. When we think of the three elements or stages, knowing, feeling, striving, as all being necessary factors in any complete bit of hu- man behaviour, we no longer try to arrange them in a hierarchy with knowing or reason at the head. Knowing — that is, receiving and recognizing a stimulus from without — would seem to come first; we must be acted on before we can re-act; but priority confers no supremacy. We can look at it another ^^ay. Perceiving is the first rung on the ladder 'that leads to action, feeling is the second, action is the topmost rung, the primary goal, as it were, of all the climbing. For the purpose of our discussion this is perhaps the simplest way of looking at human behaviour. Movement, then, action, is, as it were, the goal and the end of thought. Perception finds its natural outlet and completion in doing. But here comes in a curious consider- ation important for our purpose. In animals, in so far as they act by “instinct,” as we say, perception, knowing, is usually followed im- PRIMITIVE RITUAL 41 mediately and inevitably by doing, by such doing as is calculated to conserve the animal and his species; but in some of the higher animals, and especially in man, where the nervous system is more complex, perception is not instantly transformed into action; there is an interval for choice between several possible actions. Perception is pent up and becomes, helped by emotion, conscious repre- sentation. Now it is, psychologists tell us, just in this interval, this space between per- ception and reaction, this momentary halt, that all our mental life, our images, our ideas, our consciousness, and assuredly our religion and our art, is built up. If the cycle of kno Wr- ing, feeling, acting, were instantly fulfilled, that is, if we were a mass of well-contrived in- stincts, we should hardly have dromena, and we should certainly never pass from dromena to drama. Art and religion, though perhaps not wholly ritual, spring from the incomplete cycle, from unsatisfied desire, from perception and emotion that have somehow not found ( immediate outlet in practical action. When I we come later to establish the dividing line between art and ritual we shall find this fact to be cardinal. 42 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL We have next to watch how out of repre- sentation repeated there grows up a kind of abstraction which helps the transition from ritual to art. When the men of a tribe re- turn from a hunt, a journey, a battle, or any event that has caused them keen and pleasant emotion, they will often react their doings round the camp-fire at night to an attentive audience of women and young boys. The cause of this world-wide custom is no doubt in great part the desire Wo repeat a pleasant experience; the battle or the hunt will not be re-enacted unless it has been successful. Together with this must be reckoned a motive seldom absent from human endeavour, the desire for self- exhibition, self-enhancement. But in this re-enactment, we see at once, lies the germ of history and of commemorative ceremonial, and also, oddly enough, an impulse emotional in itself begets a process we think of as characteristically and exclusively intellectual, the process of abstraction. The savage be- gins with the particular battle that actually did happen; but, it is easy to see that if he re- enacts it again and again the particular battle or hunt will be forgotten, the representation PRIMITIVE RITUAL 43 cuts itseK loose from the particular action from which it arose, and becomes generahzed, as it were abstracted. Like children he plays not at a funeral, but at “funerals,” not at a battle, but' at battles; and so arises the war- dance, or fhe death-dance, or the hunt-dance. This will serve to show how inextricably the elements of knowing and feehng are inter- twined. So, too, with the element of action. If we conside:p the occasions when a savage dances, it will soon appear that it is not only after a battle or a hunt that he dances in order to commemorate it, but before. Once the commemorative dance has got abstracted or generalized it becomes material for the magical dance, the dance pre-done. A tribe about to go to war will work itself up by a war dance; about to start out huntiog they will catch their game m pantomime. Here clearly the main emphasis is on the practical, the active, doing-element in the cycle. The dance is, as it were, a sort of precipitated de- sire, a discharge of pent-up emotion into action. In both these kind of dances, the dance that commemorates by re-presenting and the dance that anticipates by pre-presenting. 44 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Plato would have seen the element of imita- tion what the Greeks called mimesis, which he believed we saw to be the very source and es- sence of all art. In a sense he would have been right. The commemorative dance does especially re-present; it reproduces the past hunt or battle; but if we analyse a little more closely we see it is not for the sake of copying the actual battle itself, but for the emotion felt •about the battle. This they desire to re-live. The emotional element is seen still more clearly in the dance /ore-done for magical purposes. Success in war or in the hunt is keenly, intensely desired. The hunt or the battle cannot take place at the moment, so the cycle cannot complete itself. The desire cannot find utterance in the actual act; it grows and accumulates by inhibition, till at last the exasperated nerves and muscles can bear it no longer; it breaks out into mimetic anticipatory action. But, and this is the im- portant point,- the action is mimetic, not of what you see done by another; but of what you desire to do yourself. The habit of this mimesis of the thing desired, is set up, and rit- ual begins. Ritual, then, does imitate, but for an emotional, not an altogether practical, end. PRIMITIVE RITUAL 45 Plato never saw a savage war-dance or a hunt-dance or a rain-dance, and it is not likely that, if he had seen one, he would have allowed it to be art at all. But he must often have seen a class of performances very similar, to which imquestionably he would give the name of art. He must have seen plays like those of Aristophanes, with the chorus dressed up as Birds or Clouds or Frogs or Wasps, and he might imdoubtedly have claimed such plays as evidence of the rightness of his defini- tion. Here were men imitating birds and beasts, dressed in their skins and feathers, mimicking their gestures. For his own days his judgment would have been unquestionably right; but again, if we look at the beginning of things, we find an origin and an impulse much deeper, vaguer, and more emotional. The beast dances found widespread over the savage world took their rise when men really believed, what St. Francis tried to preach: that beasts and birds and fishes were his “little brothers.” Or rather, perhaps, more strictly, he felt them to be his great brothers and his fathers, for the attitude of the Austrahan towards the kangaroo, the North American towards the grizzly bear, is 46 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL one of affection tempered by deep religious awe. The beast dances look back to that early phase of civilization which survives in crystallized form in what we call totemism. “Totem” means tribe, but the tribe was of animals as well as men. In the Kangaroo tribe there were real leaping kangaroos as well as men-kangaroos. The' men-kangaroos when they danced and leapt did it, not to imi- tate kangaroos — you cannot imitate yourself — but just for natural joy of heart because they were kangaroos; they belonged to the Kangaroo tribe, they bore the tribal marks and dehghted to assert their tribal unity. What they felt was not mimesis but “par- ticipation,” unity, and community. Later, when man begins to distinguish between himself and his strange fellow-tribesmen,'_to realize that he is not a kangaroo hke other kangaroos, he will try to revive his old faith, his old sense of participation and oneness, by conscious imitation. Thus though imitation is not the object of these dances, it grows up in /and through them. It is the same with art. The origin of art is not mimesis, but mimesis springs up out of art, out of emotional ex- pression, and constantly and closely neigh- PRIMITIVE RITUAL 47 hours it. Art and ritual are at the outset alike in this, that they do not seek to copy a fact, but to reproduce, to re-enact an emotion. We shall see this more clearly if we examine for a moment this Greek word mimesis. We translate mimesis by “imitation,” and we do very wrongly. The word mimesis means the action or doing of a person called a mime. Now a mime was simply a person who dressed up and acted in a pantomime or primitive drama. He was roughly what we should call an actor, and it is significant that in the word actor we stress not imitating but acting, doing, just what the Greek stressed in his words dromenon and drama. The actor dresses up, puts on a mask, wears the skin of a beast or the feathers of a bird, not, as we have seen, to copy something or some one who is not himself, but to emphasize, enlarge, en- hance, his own personality; he masquerades, he does not mimic. The celebrants in the very primitive ritual of the Mountain-Mother in Thrace were, we know, called mimes. In the fragment of his lost play, dEschylus, after describing the din made by the “mountain gear” of the Mother, 48 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL the maddening hum of the bombykes, a sort of spinning-top, the clash of the brazen cymbals and the twang of the strings, thus goes on: “And bull -voices roar thereto from some- where out of the unseen, fearful mimes, and from a drum an image, as it were, erf thunder underground is borne on the air heavy with dread.” Here we have undoubtedly some sort of “bull-roaring,” thunder- and wind-making ceremony, like those that go on in Austraha to-day. The mimes are not mimicking thun- der out of curiosity, they are making it and enacting and uttering it for magical purposes. When a sailor wants a wind he makes it, or, as he later says, he whistles for it; when a savage or a Greek wants thunder to bring rain he makes it, becomes it. But it is easy to see that as the belief in magic declines, what was once intense desire, issuing in the making of or the being of a thing, becomes mere copying of it; the mime, the maker, sinks to be in our modern sense the mimic; as faith declines, folly and futility set in; the earnest, zealous o£t sinks into a frivolous mimicry, a sort of child’s-play. CHAPTER III SEASONAL rites: THE SPRING FESTIVAL We have seen in the last chapter that whatever interests primitive man, whatever makes him feel strongly, he tends to re-enact. Any one of his manifold occupations, hunting, fighting, later ploughing and sowing, provided it be of sufficient interest and importance, is material for a dromenon or rite. We have also seen that, weak as he is in individuahty, it is not his private and personal emotions that tend to become ritual, but those that are public, felt and expressed officially, that is, by the whole tribe or community. It is further obvious that such dances, when they develop iuto actual rites, tend to be performed at fixed times. We have now to consider when and why. The element of fixity and regular repetition in rites cannot be too strongly emphasized. It is a factor of para- mount importance, essential to the develop- ment from ritual to art, from dromenon to drama. The two great interests of primitive man 49 50 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL are food and children. As Dr. Frazer has well said, if man the individual is to live he must have food; if his race is to persist he must have children. “To live and to cause to live, to eat food and to beget children, these were the primary wants of man in the past, and they will be the primary wants of men in the future so long as the world lasts.” Other things may be added to enrich and beautify human life, but, unless these wants are first satisfied, hmnanity itself must cease to exist. These two things, therefore, food and children, were what men chiefly sought to procure by the performance of magical rites for the regulation of the seasons. They are the very foundation-stones of that ritual from which art, if we are right, took its rise. From this need for food sprang seasonal, periodic festivals. The fact that festivals are seasonal, constantly recurrent, solidifies, makes permanent, and as already explained (p. 42), in a sense intellectualizes and abstracts the emotion that prompts them. The seasons are indeed only of value to primitive man because they are related, as he swiftly and necessarily finds out, to his food supply. He has, it would seem, little SEASONAL RITES 51 sensitiveness to the aesthetic impulse of the beauty of a spring morning, to the pathos of autumn. What he realizes first and fore- most is, that at certain times the animals, and still more the plants, which form his food, appear, at certain others they disappear. It is these times that become the central points, the focuses of his interest, and the dates of his religious festivals. These dates will vary, of course, in different coimtries and in dif- ferent climates. It is, therefore, idle to at- tempt a study of the ritual of a people without knowing the facts of their climate and sur- roundings. In Egypt the food supply will depend on the rise and fall of the Nile, and on this rise and fall will depend the ritual and calendar of Osiris. And yet treatises on Egyptian religion are still to be found which begin by recounting the rites and mythology of Osiris, as though these were primary, and then end with a corollary to the effect that these rites and this calendar were “asso- ciated” with the worship of Osiris, or, even worse still, “instituted by” the religion of Osiris. The Nile regulates the food supply of Egypt, the monsoon that of certain South Pacific islands; the calendar of Egypt de- 52 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL pends on the Nile, of the South Pacific islands on the monsoon. In his recent Introduction to Mathematics ^ Dr. Whitehead has pointed out how the “whole life of Nature is dominated by the existence of periodic events.” The rotation of the earth produces successive days; the path of the earth round the sim leads to the yearly recurrence of the seasons; the phases of the moon are recurrent, and though artifi- cial light has made these phases pass almost imnoticed to-day, in climates where the skies are clear, human fife was largely infiuenced by moonlight. Even our own bodily life, with its recurrent heart-beats and breathings, is essentially periodic.^ The presupposition of periodicity is indeed fundamental to our very conception of life, and but for periodicity the very means of measuring time as a quan- tity would be absent. Periodicity is fundamental to certain de- partments of mathematics, that is evident; it is perhaps less evident that periodicity is a factor that has gone to the making of ritual, and hence, as we shall see, of art. * Chapter XII: “Periodicity in Nature.” ^ Ibid. SEASONAL RITES 53 And yet this is manifestly the case. All primitive calendars are ritual calendars, suc- cessions of feast-days, a patchwork of days of different quality and character recurring; pattern at least is based on periodicity. But there is another and perhaps more important way in which periodicity affects and in a sense causes ritual. We have seen already that out of the space between an impulse and a reaction there arises an idea or “pres- entation.” A “presentation” is, indeed, it would seem, in its final analysis, only a de- layed, intensified desire — a desire of which the active satisfaction is blocked, and which runs over into a “presentation.” An image conceived “presented,” what we call an idea is, as it were, an act prefigured. Ritual acts, then, which depend on the periodicity of the seasons are acts neces- sarily delayed. The thing delayed, expected, waited for, is more and more a source of value, more and more apt to precipitate into what we call an idea, which is in reality but the projected shadow of an unaccomphshed action. More beautiful it may be, but com- paratively bloodless, yet capable in its turn of acting as an initial motor impulse in the 54 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL cycle of activity. It will later (p. 70) be seen that these periodic festivals are the stuff of which those faded, unaccomplished actions and desires which we call gods — ^Attis, Osiris, Dionysos — are made. To primitive man, as we have seen, beast and bird and plant and himself were not sharply divided, and the periodicity of the seasons was for all. It will depend on man’s social and geographical conditions whether he notices periodicity most in plants or animals. If he is nomadie he will note the recurrent births of other animals and of human chil- dren, and will connect them with the lunar year. But it is at onee evident that, at least in Mediterranean lands, and probably every- where, it is the periodicity of plants and vegetation generally which depends on mois- ture, that is most striking. Plants die down in the heat of summer, trees shed their leaves in autumn, all Nature sleeps or dies in winter, and awakes in spring. Sometimes it is the dying down that at- tracts most attention. This is very clear in the rites of Adonis, which are, though he rises again, essentially rites of lamentation. The SEASONAL RITES 55 details of the ritual show this clearly, and specially as already seen in the cult of Osiris. For the “gardens” of Adonis the women took baskets or pots filled with earth, and in them, as children sow cress now-a-days, they planted wheat, fennel, lettuce, and various kinds of flowers, which they watered and tended for eight days. In hot countries the seeds sprang up rapidly, but as the plants had no roots they withered quickly away. At the end of the eight days they were carried out with the images of the dead Adonis and thrown with them into the sea or into springs. The “gardens” of Adonis became the type of transient loveliness and swift decay. “What waste would it be,” says Plutarch,^ “what inconceivable waste, for God to create man, had he not an immortal soul. He would be like the women who make httle gardens, not less pleasant than the gardens of Adonis in earthen pots and pans; so would our souls blossom and flourish but for a day in a soft and tender body of flesh without any firm and sohd root of life, and then be blasted and put out in a moment.” 1 De Ser. Num. 17 . 56 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Celebrated at midsummer as they were, and as the “gardens ” were thrown into water, it is probable that the rites of Adonis may have been, at least in part, a rain-charm. In the long summer droughts of Palestine and Babylonia the longing for raiu must often have been intense enough to provoke expres- sion, and we remember (p. 19) that the Sumerian Tammuz was originally Dumuzi- absu, “True Son of the Waters.” Water is the first need for vegetation. Gardens of Adonis are still in use in the Madras Presi- dency.^ At the marriage of a Brahman “seeds of five or nine sorts are mixed and sown in earthen pots which are made specially for the purpose, and are filled with earth. Bride and bridegroom water the seeds both morning and evening for four days; and on the fifth day the seedlings are thrown, like the real gardens of Adonis, into a tank or river.” Seasonal festivals with one and the same intent — the promotion of fertihty in plants, animals, and man — may occur at almost any time of the year. At midsummer, as we have seen, we may have rain-charms; in autumn we shall have harvest festivals; in late au- 1 Frazer, Adonis, Attia, and Osiris,^ p. 200. SEASONAL RITES 57 tiunn and early winter among pastoral peoples we shall have festivals, like that of Martin- mas, for the blessing and purification of flocks and herds when they come in from their summer pasture. In midwinter there will be a Christmas festival to promote and protect the sun’s heat at the winter solstice. But in Southern Europe, to which we mamly owe our drama and our art, the festival most widely celebrated, and that of which we know most, is the Spriag Festival, and to that we must turn. The spring is to the Greek of to-day the “anoixis,” “the Opening,” and it was in spring and with rites of spring that both Greek and Roman originally began their year. It was this spring festival that gave to the Greek their god Dionysos and in part his drama. In Cambridge on May Day two or three puzzled and weary httle boys and girls are still to be sometimes seen dragging round a perambulator with a doll on it bedecked with ribbons and a flower or two. That is all that is left in most parts of England of the Queen of the May and Jack-in-the-Green, though here and there a maypole survives 58 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL and is resuscitated by enthusiasts about folk- dances. But in the days of “Good Queen Bess” merry England, it would seem, was lustier. The Puritan Stubbs, in his Anatomie of Abuses,^ thus describes the festival: “They have twentie or fortie yoke of oxen, every oxe havyng a sweete nosegaie of flowers tyed on the tippe of his homes, and these oxen draw home this Maiepoole (this stinckying idol! rather), which is covered all over with flowers and hearbes, bound round aboute with stringes from the top to the bottome, and sometyme painted with variable colours, with two or three hundred men, women, and chil- dren, following it with great devotion. And thus beyng reared up, with handkerchiefes and flagges streaming on the toppe, they strewe the ground about, binde greene boughs about it, set up summer haules, bowers, and arbours hard by it. And then fall they to banquet and feast, to leap and daunce aboute it, as the heathen people did at the dedication of their idolles, whereof this is a perfect pat- terne or rather the thyng itself.” The stem old Puritan was right, the may- pole was the perfect pattern of a heathen * Quoted by Dr. Franer, The Golden Bough,^ p. 203. SEASONAL RITES 59 “idoll, or rather the thyng itself.” He would have exterminated it root and branch, but other and perhaps wiser diviues took the maypole into the service of the Christian Church, and still ^ on May Day in Saffron Walden the spring song is heard with its Christian moral — “A branch of May we have brought you. And at your door it stands; It is a sprout that is well budded out. The work of our Lord’s hands.” The maypole was of course at first no pole cut down and dried. The gist of it was that it should be a “sprout, well budded out.” The object of carrying in the May was to bring the very spirit of life and greenery into the village. When this was forgotten, idle- ness or economy would prompt the villagers to use the same tree or branch year after year. In the villages of Upper Bavaria Dr. Frazer^ tells us the maypole is renewed once every three, four, or five years. It is a fir-tree fetched from the forest, and amid all the wreaths, flags, and inscriptions with which it is bedecked, an essential part is the bunch of ^ E. K. Chambers, The Mediceval Stage, I, p. 169. * The Golden Bought p. 205. 60 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL dark green foliage left at the top, “as a memento that in it we have to do, not with a dead pole, but with a living tree from the greenwood.” At the ritual of May Day not only was the fresh green bough or tree carried into the village, but with it came a girl or a boy, the Queen or King of the May. Sometimes the tree itself, as in Russia, is dressed up in woman’s clothes; more often a real man or maid, covered with flowers and greenery, walks with the tree or carries the bough. Thus in Thuringia,^ as soon as the trees begin to be green in spring, the children assemble on a Sunday and go out into the woods, where they choose one of their playmates to be Little Leaf Man. They break branches from the trees and twine them about the child, till only his shoes are left peepiug out. Two of the other children lead him for fear he should stumble. They take him singing and dancmg from house to house, asking for gifts of food, such as eggs, cream, sausages, cakes. Finally, they sprinkle the Leaf Man with water and feast on the food. Such a Leaf Man is our English Jack-in-the-Green, a chimney- i ^ The Golden Bough,'^ p. 213. SEASONAL RITES 61 sweeper who, as late as 1892, was seen by Dr. Rouse walking about at Cheltenham encased in a wooden framework covered with greenery. The bringing in of the new leafage in the form of a tree or flowers is one, and perhaps the simplest, form of spring festival. It takes httle notice of death and winter, uttering and emphasizing only the desire for the joy in hfe and spring. But in other and severer climates the emotion is fiercer and more com- plex; it takes the form of a struggle or con- test, what the Greeks called an agon. Thus on May Day in the Isle of Man a Queen of the May was chosen, and with her twenty maids of honour, together with a troop of yoimg men for escort. But there was not only a Queen of the May, but a Queen of Win- ter, a man dressed as a woman, loaded with warm clothes and wearing a woollen hood and fur tippet. Winter, too, had attendants like the Queen of the May. The two troops met and fought; and whichever Queen was taken prisoner had to pay the expenses of the feast. In the Isle of Man the real gist of the ceremony is quite forgotten, it has become a mere play. But among the Esquimaux^ 1 Resumed from Dr. Frazer, Golden Bough,^ II, p. 104. 62 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL there is still carried on a similar rite, and its magical intent is clearly understood. In autumn, when the storms begin and the long and dismal Arctic winter is at hand, the central Esquimaux divide themselves into two parties called the Ptarmigans and the Ducks. The ptarmigans are the people born in win- ter, the ducks those born in summer. They stretch out a long rope of sealskin. The ducks take hold of one end, the ptarmigans of the other, then comes a tug-of-war. If the ducks win there will be fine weather through the winter; if the ptarmigans, bad. This autumn festival might, of course, with equal magical intent be performed in the spring, but probably autumn is chosen because, with the dread of the Arctic ice and snow upon them, the fear of winter is stronger than the hope of spring. The intense emotion towards the weather, which breaks out into these magical agones, or “contests,” is not very easy to realize. The weather to us now-a-days for the most part damps a day’s pleasuring or raises the price of fruit and vegetables. But our main supplies come to us from other lands and SEASONAL RITES 63 other weathers, and we find it hard to think ourselves back into the state when a bad harvest meant starvation. The intensely practical attitude of man towards the seasons, the way that many of these magical dramatic ceremonies rose straight out of the emotion towards the food-supply, would perhaps never have been fully realized but for the study of the food-producing ceremonies of the Central Austrahans. The Central Australian spring is not the shift from winter to s umm er, from cold to heat, but from a long, arid, and barren sea- son to a season short and often irregular in recurrence of torrential rain and sudden fertility. The dry steppes of Central Aus- tralia are the scene of a marvellous transfor- mation. In the dry season all is hot and des- olate, the ground has only patches of wiry scrub, with an occasional parched acacia tree, all is stones and sand; there is no sign of animal life save for the thousand ant-hills. Then suddenly the rainy season sets in. Torrents fill the rivers, and the sandy plain is a sheet of water. Almost as suddenly the rain ceases, the streams dry up, sucked in by the thirsty ground, and as though literally by 64 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL magic a luxuriant vegetation bursts forth, the desert blossoms as a rose. Insects, lizards, frogs, birds chirp, frisk, and chatter. No plant or animal can live unless it live quickly. The struggle for existence is keen and short. It seems as though the change came and life was born by magic, and the primitive Australian takes care that magic should not be wanting, and magic of the most instructive kind. As soon as the season of fertility approaches he begins his rites with the avowed object of making and multiplying the plants, and chiefly the animals, by which he lives; he paints the figure of the emu on the sand with vermilion drawn from his own blood; he puts on emu feathers and gazes about him vacantly in stupid fashion like an emu bird; he makes a structure of boughs like the chrysalis of a Witchetty grub — his favourite food, and drags his body through it in pantomime, gliding and shuffling to pro- mote its birth. Here, difficult and intricate though the ceremonies are, and uncertain in meaning as many of the details must probably always remain, the main emotional gist is clear. It is not that the Australian wonders at and admires the miracle of his spring, the SEASONAL RITES 65 bursting of the flowers and the singing of birds; it is not that his heart goes out in gratitude to an All-Father who is the Giver of all good things; it is that, obedient to the push of life within him, his impulse is towards food. He must eat that he and his tribe may grow and multiply. It is this, his will to live, that he utters and represents. The savage utters his will to live, his in- tense desire for food; but it should be noted, it is desire ^ncLmll and longing, not certainty^ and satisfaction that he utters. In this re- spect it is interesting to note that his rites and ceremonies, when periodic, are of fairly long periods. Winter and summer are not the only natural periodic cycles; there is the cycle of day and night, and yet among primi- tive peoples but httle ritual centres round day and night. The reason is simple. The cycle of day and night is so short, it recurs so frequently, that man naturally counted upon it and had no cause to be anxious. The emotional tension necessary to ritual was absent. A few peoples, e. g. the Egyptians, have practised daily incantations to bring back the sun. Probably they had at first 66 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL felt a real tension of anxiety, and then — being a people hidebound by custom — had gone on from mere conservatism. Where the sun returns at a longer interval, and is even, as among the Esquimaux, hidden for the long space of six months, ritual inevitably arises. They play at cat’s-cradle to catch the ball of the sun lest it should sink and be lost for ever. Round the moon, whose cycle is long, but not too long, ritual very early centred, but probably only when its supposed influence on vegetation was first surmised. The moon, as it were, practises magic herself; she waxes and wanes, and with her, man thinks, all the vegetable kingdom waxes and wanes too, all but the lawless onion. The moon, Plutarch ^ tells us, is fertile in its light and contains moisture, it is kindly to the young of animals and to the new shoots of plants. Even Bacon ^ held that observations of the moon with a view to planting and sowing and the grafting of trees were “not altogether frivo- lous.” It cannot too often be remembered that primitive man has but little, if any, in- terest in sun and moon and heavenly bodies for their inherent beauty or wonder; he cares * De la. et Os., p. 367. * De Aug. Seient., Ill, 4. SEASONAL RITES 67 for them, he holds them sacred, he performs rites in relation to them mainly when he notes that they bring the seasons, and he^ cares for the seasons mainly because they bring him food. A season is to him as a Hora was at first to the Greeks, the fruits of a season, what our farmers would call “a good year.” The sun, then, had no ritual till it was seen that he led in the seasons; but long before that was known, it was seen that the seasons were annual, that they went round in a ring; ^ and because that annual ring was long in revolving, great was man’s hope and fear in the winter, great his relief and joy in the spring. It was literally a matter of death and life, and it was as death and life that he sometimes represented it, as we have seen in the figures of Adonis and Osiris. Adonis and Osiris have their modern parallels, who leave us in no doubt as to the meaning of their figures. Thus on the 1st of March in Thiiringen a ceremony is per- formed called “Driving out the Death.” ^ The young people make up a figure of straw, dress it in old clothes, carry it out and throw it into the river. Then they come back, tell 68 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL the good news to the village, and are given eggs and food as a reward. In Bohemia the children carry out a straw puppet and burn it. While they are burning it they sing — “Now carry we Death out of the village, The new Summer into the village. Welcome, dear Summer, Green little corn.” In other parts of Bohemia the song varies; it is not Summer that comes back but Life. “We have carried away Death, And brought back Life.” In both these cases it is interesting to note that though Death is dramatically carried out, the coming back of Life is only an- nounced, not enacted. Often, and it would seem quite naturally, the puppet representing Death or Winter is reviled and roughly handled, or pelted with stones, and treated in some way as a sort of scapegoat. But in not a few cases, and these are of special interest, it seems to be the seat of a sort of magical potency which can be and is transferred to the figure of Summer or Life, thus causing, as it were, a sort of Resur- rection. In Lusatia the women only carry SEASONAL RITES 69 out the Death. They are dressed in black themselves as mourners, but the puppet of straw which they dress up as the Death wears a white shirt. They carry it to the village boundary, followed by boys throwing stones, and there tear it to pieces. Then they cut down a tree and dress it in the white shirt of the Death and carry it home singing. So at the Feast of the Ascension in Tran- sylvania. After morning service the girls of the village dress up the Death; they tie a threshed-out sheaf of corn into a rough copy of a head and body, and stick a broomstick through the body for arms. Then they dress the figure up in the ordinary holiday clothes of a peasant girl — a red hood, silver brooches, and ribbons galore. They put the Death at an open window that all the people when they go to vespers may see it. Vespers over, two girls take the Death by the arms and walk in front; the rest follow. They sing an ordinary church hymn. Having wound through the village they go to another house, shut out the boys, strip the Death of its clothes, and throw the straw body out of the window to the boys, who fling it into a river. Then one of the girls is dressed in the 70 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Death’s discarded clothes, and the procession again winds through the village. The same hymn is sung. Thus it is clear that the girl is a sort of resuscitated Death. This resur- rection aspect, this passing of the old into the new, will be seen to be of great ritual import- ance when we come to Dionysos and the Dithyramb. These ceremonies of Death and Life are more complex than the simple carrying in of green boughs or even the dancing round maypoles. When we have these figures, these “impersonations,” we are getting away from the merely emotional dance, from the domain of simple psychological motor dis- charge to something that is very like rude art, at all events to personification. On this question of personification, in which so much of art and religion has its roots, it is all- important to be clear. In discussions on such primitive rites as “Carrying out the Death,” “Bringing in Summer,” we are often told that the puppet of the girl is carried round, buried, burnt; brought back, because it “personifies the Spirit of Vegetation,” or it “embodies the SEASONAL RITES 71 Spirit of Slimmer.” The Spirit of Vegeta- tion is “incarnate in the puppet.” We are led, by this way of speaking, to suppose that the savage or the villager first forms an idea or conception of a Spirit of Vegetation and then later “embodies” it. We naturally wonder that he should perform a mental act so high and difficult as abstraction. A very little consideration shows that he performs at first no abstraction at all; ab- straction is foreign to his mental habit. He begins with a vague excited dance to relieve his emotion. That dance has, probably al- most from the first, a leader; the dancers choose an actual person, and he is the root and ground of personification. There is nothing mysterious about the process; the leader does not “embody” a previously conceived idea, rather he begets it. From his personality springs the personification. The abstract idea arises from the only thing it possibly can arise from, the concrete fact. Without per- ception there is no conception. We noted in speaking of dances (p. 43) how the dance got generahzed; how from many commemora- tions of actual hunts and battles there arose the hunt dance and the war dance. So, from 72 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL many actual living personal May Queens and Deaths, from many actual men and women decked with leaves, or trees dressed up as men and women, arises the Tree Spirit, the Vegetation Spirit, the Death. At the back, then, of the fact of personifi- cation lies the fact that the emotion is felt collectively, the rite is performed by a band or chorus who dance together with a common leader. Round that leader the emotion cen- tres, When there is an act of Carrying-out or Bringing-in he either is himself the puppet or he carries it. Emotion is of the whole band; drama doing tends to focus on the leader. This leader, this focus, is then re- membered, thought of, imaged; from being perceived year by year, he is finally conceived ; but his basis is always in actual fact of which he is but the reflection. Had there been no periodic festivals, per- sonification might long have halted. But it is easy to see that a recurrent perception helps to form a permanent abstract concep- tion. The different actual recurrent May Kings and “Deaths,” because they recur, get a sort of permanent life of their own and become beings apart. In this way a concep- SEASONAL RITES 73 tion, a kind of daimon, or spirit, is fashioned, who dies and lives again in a perpetual cycle. The periodic festival begets a kind of not immortal, but perennial, god. Yet the faculty of conception is but dim and feeble in the mind even of the peasant to-day; his function is to perceive the actual fact year by year, and to feel about it. Per- haps a simple instance best makes this clear. The Greek Church does not gladly suffer images in the round, though she delights in picture-images, eikons. But at her great spring festival of Easter she makes, in the remote villages, concession to a strong, per- haps imperative, popular need; she allows an image, an actual idol, of the dead Christ to be laid in the tomb that it may rise again. A traveller in Euboea ^ during Holy Week had been struck by the genuine grief shown at the Good Friday services. On Easter Eve there was the same general gloom and de- spondency, and he asked an old woman why it was. She answered: “Of course I am anxious; for if Christ does not rise to-morrow, we shall have no corn this year.” ^ J. C. Lawson, Modem Greek Folk-lore and Ancient Religion, p. 573. 74 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL The old woman’s state of mind is fairly clear. Her emotion is the old emotion, not sorrow for the Christ the Son of Mary, but fear, imminent fear for the failure of food. The Christ again is not the historical Christ of Judaea, still less the incarnation of the Godhead proceeding from the Father; he is the actual figure fashioned by his village chorus and laid by the priests, the leaders of that chorus, in the local sepulchre. So far, then, we have seen that the vague emotional dance tends to become a periodic rite, performed at regular intervals. The peri- odic rite may occur at any date of impor- tance to the food-supply of the community, in sununer, in winter, at the coming of the annual rains, or the regular rising of a river. Among Mediterranean peoples, both in an- cient days and at the present time, the Spring Festival arrests attention. Having learnt the general characteristics of this Spring Festival, we have now to turn to one particular case, the Spring Festival of the Greeks. This is all- important to us because, as will be seen, from the ritual of this and kindred festivals arose, we believe, a great form of Art, the Greek drama. CHAPTER IV THE SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE The tragedies of ^Eschylus, Sophocles, and Euripides were performed at Athens at a festival known as the Great Dionysia. This took place early in April, so that the time itself makes us suspect that its ceremonies were connected with the spring. But we have more certain evidence. Aristotle, in his treatise on the Art of Poetry, raises the question of the origin of the drama. He was not specially interested in primitive ritual; beast dances and spriug mummeries might even have seemed to him mere savagery, the lowest form of “imitation”; but he divined that a structure so complex as Greek tragedy must have arisen out of a simpler form; he saw, or felt, in fact, that art had in some way risen out of ritual, and he has left us a memorable statement. In describing the “Carrying-out of Sum- mer” we saw that the element of real drama, 75 76 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL real impersonation, began with the leaders of the band, with the Queen of the May, and with the “Death” or the “Winter.” Great is our delight when we find that for Greek drama Aristotle ^ divined a like beginning. He says: “Tragedy — as also Comedy — was at first mere improvisation — the one (tragedy) origi- nated with the leaders of the Dithyramb.” The further question faces us: What was the Dithyramb? We shall find to our joy that this obscure-sounding Dithyramb, though before Aristotle’s time it had taken literary form, was in origin a festival closely akin to those we have just been discussing. The Dithyramb was, to begin with, a spring ritual; and when Aristotle tells us tragedy arose out of the Dithyramb, he gives us, though perhaps half unconsciously, a clear instance of a splendid art that arose from the simplest of rites; he plants our theory of the connection of art with ritual firmly with its feet on historical ground. When we use the word “dithyrambic” we certainly do not ordinarily think of spring. * Poetics, IV, 12. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 77 We say a style is “dithyrambic” when it is unmeasured, too ornate, impassioned, flow- ery. The Greeks themselves had forgotten that the word Dithyramb meant a leaping, inspired dance. But they had not forgotten on what occasion that dance was danced. Pindar wrote a Dithyramb for the Dionysiac festival at Athens, and his song is full of springtime and flowers. He bids all the gods come to Athens to dance flower-crowned. “Look upon the dance, Olympians; send us the grace of Victory, ye gods who come to the heart of our city, where many feet are treading and incense steams; in sacred Athens come to the holy centre-stone. Take your portion of garlands pansy-twined, liba- tions poured from the culling of spring. . . . “Come hither to the god with ivy bound. Bromios we mortals name Him, and Him of the mighty Voice. . . . The clear signs of his Fulfilment are not hidden, whensoever the chamber of the purple-robed Hours is opened, and nectarous flowers lead in the fragrant spring. Then, then, are flung over the im- mortal Earth, lovely petals of pansies, and roses are amid our hair; and voices of song 78 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL are loud among the pipes, the dancing-floors are loud with the calling of crowned Semele.” Bromios, “He of the loud cry,” is a title of Dionysos. Semele is his mother, the Earth; we keep her name in Nova Zembla, “New Earth.” The song might have been sung at a “Carrying-m of Summer.” The Horse, the Seasons, a chorus of maidens, lead in the figure of Spring, the Queen of the May, and they call to Mother Earth to wake, to rise up from the earth, flower-crowned. You may bring back the life of the Spring in the form of a tree or a maiden, or you may summon her to rise from the sleeping Earth. In Greek mythology we are most familiar with the Rising-up form. Persephone, the daugh- ter of Demeter, is carried below the Earth, and rises up again year by year. On Greek vase-paintings ^ the scene occurs again and again. A mound of earth is represented, sometimes surmounted by a tree; out of the mound a woman’s figure rises; and all about the mound are figures of dancing daemons waiting to welcome her. All this is not mere late poetry and art. * See my Themis, p. 419. (1912.) SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 79 It is the primitive art and poetry that comes straight out of ritual, out of actual “things done,” dromena. In the village of Megara, near Athens, the very place where to-day on Easter Tuesday the hills are covered with throngs of dancing men, and specially women, Pausanias ^ saw near the City Hearth a rock called “ Anak ethra, ‘Place of Calling-up,’ because, if any one will believe it, when she was wandering in search of her daughter. Demeter called her up there”; and he adds: “The women to this day perform rites an- alogous to the story told.” These rites of “ Calling up ” must have been spring rites, in which, in some pantomimic dance, the uprising of the Earth Spirit was enacted. Another festival of Uprising is perhaps more primitive and instructive, because it is near akin to the “Carrying out of Winter,” and also because it shows clearly the close con- nection of these rites with the food-supply. Plutarch^ tells us of a festival held every nine years at Delphi. It was called from the name of the puppet used Charila, a word which originally meant Spring-Maiden, and I, 43, 2. * Quaest. Grmc. XII. 80 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL is connected with the Russian word yaro, “Spring,” and is also akin to the Greek Charis, “grace,” in the sense of increase, “Give us all graced The rites of Charila, the Gracious One, the Spring-Maiden, were as follows: “The king presided and made a distribu- tion in public of grain and pulse to all, both citizens and strangers. And the child-image of Charila is brought in. When they had all received their share, the king struck the image with his sandal, the leader of the Thyiades lifted the image and took it away to a precipi- tous place, and there tied a rope round the neck of the image and buried it.” Mr. Calderon has shown that very similar rites go on to-day in Bulgaria in honour of Yarilo, the Spring God. The image is beaten, insulted, let down into some cleft or cave. It is clearly a “Carrying out the Death,” though we do not know the exact date at which it was celebrated. It had its sequel in another festival at Delphi called Herois, or the “Heroine.” Plutarch^ says it was too mystical and secret to describe, but he lets us know the main gist. * Oj>. cit. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 81 “Most of the ceremonies of the Herois have a mystical reason which is known to the Thyiades, but from the rites that are done in public, one may conjecture it to be a ‘Bringing up of Semele.’” Some one or something, a real woman, or more likely the buried puppet Charila, the Spring-Maiden, was brought up from the ground to enact and magically induce the coming of Spring. These ceremonies of beating, driving out, burying, have all with the Greeks, as with the savage and the modern peasant, but one real object: to get rid of the season that is bad for food, to bring in and revive the new supply. This comes out very clearly in a ceremony that went on down to Plutarch’s time, and he tells us^ it was “ancestral.” It was called “the Driving out of Ox-hunger.” By Ox-hunger was meant any great ravenous hunger, and the very intensity and monstros- ity of the word takes us back to days when famine was a grim reality. When Plutarch was archon he had, as chief official, to per- form the ceremony at the Prytaneion, or • Ouwst. Symp., 693 f. 82 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL Common Hearth. A slave was taken, beaten with rods of a magical plant, and driven out of doors to the words: “Out with Ox-hunger! In with Wealth and Health!” Here we see the actual sensation, or emotion, of ravenous hunger gets a name, and thereby a person- ality, though a less completely abstracted one than Death or Summer. We do not know that the ceremony of Driving out Ox-hunger was performed in the spring, it is only in- stanced here because, more plainly even than the Charila, when the king distributes pulse and peas, it shows the relation of an- cient mimic ritual to food-supply. If we keep clearly in mind the object rather than the exact date of the Spring Song we shall avoid many difficulties. A Dithyramb was sung at Delphi through the winter months, which at first seems odd. But we must re- member that among agricultural peoples the performance of magical ceremonies to pro- mote fertility and the food supply may begin at any moment after the earth is ploughed and the seed sown. The sowing of the seed is its death and burial; “that which thou sowest is not quickened except it die.” When the death and burial are once accomplished the SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 83 hope of resurrection and new birth begins, and with the hope the magical ceremonies that may help to fulfil that hope. The Sun is new-born in midwinter, at the solstice, and our “New” year follows, yet it is in the spring that, to this day, we keep our great resurrection festival. We return to our argument, holding steadily in our minds this connection. The Dithyramb is a Spring Song at a Spring Festival, and the importance of the Spring Festival is that it magically promotes the food-supply. Do we know any more about the Dithy- ramb.? Happily yes, and the next point is as cmious as significant. Pindar, in one of his Odes, asks a strange question: “ Whence did appear the Graces of Dionysos, With the Bull-driving Dithyramb.?” Scholars have broken their own heads and one another’s to find a meaning and an answer to the odd query. It is only quite lately that they have come at all to see that the Dithyramb was a Spring Song, a primi- 84 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL tive rite. Formerly it was considered to be a rather elaborate form of lyric poetry invented comparatively late. But, even allowing it is the Spring Song, are we much further Why should the Dithyramb be bull-driving.'^ How can driving a Bull help the spring to come.^ And, above all, what are the “slen- der-ankled” Graces doing, helping to drive the great unwieldy Bull? The difficulty about the Graces, or Charites, as the Greeks called them, is soon settled. They are the Seasons, or “Hours,” and the chief Season, or Hour, was Spring herself. They are called Charites, or Graces, because they are, in the words of the Collect, the “Givers of all grace,” that is, of all increase physical and spiritual. But why do they want to come driving in a Bull? It is easy to see why the Givers of all grace lead the Dithy- ramb, the Spring Song; their coming, with their “fruits in due season” is the very gist of the Dithyramb ; but why is the Dithyramb “bull-driving”! Is this a mere “poetical” epithet? If it is, it is not particularly poetical. But Pindar is not, we now know, merely being “poetical,” which amounts, according SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 85 to some scholars, to meaning anything or nothing. He is describing, alluding to, an actual rite or dromenon in which a Bull is summoned and driven to come in spring. About that we must be clear. Plutarch, the first anthropologist, wrote a little treatise called Greek Questions, in which he tells us all the strange out-of-the-way rites and customs he saw in Greece, and then asks himself what they meant. In his 36th Question he asks: “Why do the women of Elis summon Diony- sos in their hymns to be present with them with his bull-foot.?” And then, by a piece of luck that almost makes one’s heart stand still, he gives us the very words of the little ritual hymn the women sang, our earliest “Bull-driving” Spring Song: “In Spring-time,^ O Dionysos, To thy holy temple come; To Elis with thy Graces, Rushing with thy bull-foot, come, Noble Bull, Noble Bull.” It is a strange primitive picture — the holy women standing in springtime in front of * The words “in Spring-time” depend on an emenda* tion to me convincing. See my Themis, p. 205, note 1. 86 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL the temple, summoning the Bull; and the Bull, garlanded and filleted, rushing to- wards them, driven by the Graces, probably three real women, three Queens of the May, wreathed and flower-bedecked. But what does it mean.? Plutarch tries to answer his own question, and half, in a dim, confused fashion, succeeds. “Is it,” he suggests, “that some entitle the god as ‘Bom of a Bull’ and as a ‘Bull’ himself? ... or is it that many hold the god is the beginner of sowing and ploughing?” We have seen how a kind of daimon, or spirit, of Winter or Summer arose from an actual tree or maid or man disguised year by year as a tree. Did the god Dionysos take his rise in like fashion from the driving and summoning year by year of some holy Bull? First, we must notice that it was not only at Elis that a holy Bull appears at the Spring Festival. Plutarch asks another instructive Question:^ “Who among the Delphians is the Sanctifier?” And we find to our amaze- ment that the sanctifier is a Bull. A Bull who not only is holy himself, but is so holy that he has power to make others holy, he ‘IX. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 87 is the Sanctifier; and, most important for us, he sanctifies by his death in the month Bysios, the month that fell, Plutarch tells us, “at the beginning of spring, the time of the blossoming of many plants. We do not hear that the “Sanctifier” at Delphi was “driven,” but in all probability he was led from house to house, that every one might partake in the sanctity that sim- ply exuded from him. At Magnesia,^ a city of Asia Minor, we have more particulars. There, at the annual fair year by year the stewards of the city bought a Bull, “the finest that could be got,” and at the new moon of the month at the beginning of seedtime they dedicated it, for the city’s welfare. The Bull’s sanctified life began with the opening of the agricultural year, whether with the spring or the autumn ploughing we do not know. The dedication of the Bull was a high solemnity. He was led in procession, at the head of which went the chief priest and priest- ess of the city. With them went a herald and the sacrificer, and two bands of youths and maidens. So holy was the Bull that nothing imlucky might come near him; the ^ See my Themis, p. 151. 88 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL youths and maidens must have both their parents alive, they must not have been under the tahoo, the infection, of death. The her- ald pronounced aloud a prayer for “the safety of the city and the land, and the citizens, and the women and children, for peace and wealth, and for the bringing forth of grain and of all the other fruits, and of cattle.” All this longing for fertility, for food and children, focuses round the holy Bull, whose holiness is his strength and fruitfulness. The Bull thus solemnly set apart, charged as it were with the luck of the whole people, is fed at the public cost. The official charged with his keep has to drive him into the market-place, and “it is good for those corn- merchants who give the Bull grain as a gift,” good for them because they are feeding, nurturing, the luck of the State, which is their own luck. So through autumn and winter the Bull lives on, but early in April the end comes. Again a great procession is led forth, the senate and the priests walk in it, and with them come representatives of each class of the State — children and young boys, and youths just come to manhood, epheboi, as the Greeks called them. The Bull SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 89 is sacrificed, and why? Why must a thing so holy die? Why not live out the term of his life? He dies because he is so holy, that he may give his holiness, his strength, his life, just at the moment it is holiest, to his people. “When they shall have sacrificed the Bull, let them divide it up among those who took part in the procession.” The mandate is clear. The procession included representatives of the whole State. The holy fiesh is not offered to a god, it is eaten — to every man his portion — ^by each and every citizen, that he may get his share of the strength of the Bull, of the luck of the State. Now at Magnesia, after the holy civic communion, the meal shared, we hear no more. Next year a fresh Bull will be chosen, and the cycle begin again. But at Athens at the annual “Ox-murder,” the Bouphonia, as it was called, the scene did not so close. The ox was slain with all solemnity, and all those present partook of the flesh, and then 90 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL — the hide was stuffed with straw and sewed up, and next the stuffed animal was set on its feet and yoked to a plough as though it were ploughing. The Death is followed by a Resurrection. Now this is all-important. We are so accustomed to think of sacrifice as the death, the giving up, the renouncing of something. But sacrifice does not mean “death” at all. It means making holy, sanctifying; and holiness was to primitive man just special strength and life. What they wanted from the Bull was just that special life and strength which all the year long they had put into him, and nourished and fostered. That life was in his blood. They could not eat that flesh nor drink that blood unless they killed him. So he must die. But it was not to give him up to the gods that they killed him, not to “sacrifice” him in our sense, but to have him, keep him, eat him, live hy him and through him, by his grace. And so this killing of the sacred beast was always a terrible thing, a thing they fain would have shirked. They fled away after the deed, not looking backwards; they pub- licly tried and condemned the axe that struck the blow. But their best hope, their strong- SPEING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 91 est desire, was that he had not, could not, really have died. So this intense desire uttered itself in the dromenon of his resurrec- tion. If he did not rise again, how could they plough and sow again next year.?* He must hve again, he should, he did. The Athenians were a httle ashamed of their “Ox-murder,” with its grotesque panto- mime of the stuffed, resurrected beast. Just so some of us now-a-days are getting a little shy of dehberately cursing our neighbours on Ash Wednesday. They probably did not feel very keenly about their food-supply, they thought their daily dinner was secure. Any- how the emotion that had issued in the pan- tomime was dead, though from sheer habit the pantomime went on. Probably some of the less educated among them thought there “might be something in it,” and anyhow it was “as well to be on the safe side.” The queer ceremony had got associated with the worship of Olympian Zeus, and with him you must reckon. Then perhaps your brother- in-law was the Ox-striker, and anyhow it was desirable that the women should go; some of the well-born girls had to act as water-carriers. The Ox-murder was obsolete at Athens, but 92 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL the spirit of the rite is alive to-day among the Ainos in the remote island of Saghalien. Among the Ainos the Bear is what psycholo- gists rather oddly call the main “food focus,” the chief “value centre.” And well he may be. Bear’s flesh is the Ainos’ staple food; they eat it both fresh and salted; bearskins are their principal clothing; part of their taxes are paid in bear’s fat. The Aino men spend the autumn, winter, and spring in hunt- ing the Bear. Yet we are told the Ainos “worship the Bear”; they apply to it the name Kamui, which has been translated god; but it is a word applied to all strangers, and so only means what catches attention, and hence is formidable. In the religion of the Ainos “the Bear plays a chief part,” says one writer. The Bear “receives idolatrous veneration,” says another. They “worship it after their fashion,” says a third. Have we another case of “the heathen in his blind- ness”? Only here he “bows down” not to “gods of wood and stone,” but to a live thing, uncouth, shambling but gracious — a Bear. Instead of theorizing as to what the Aino thinks and imagines, let us observe his doings, his dromena, his rites; and most of all his SPRmG FESTIVAL IN GREECE 93 great spring and autumn rite, the dromenon of the Bear. We shall find that, detail for detail, it strangely resembles the Greek dro- menon of the Bull. As winter draws to a close among the Ainos, a young bear is trapped and brought into the village. At first an Aino woman suckles him at her breast, then later he is fed on his favourite food, fish — ^his tastes are semi-polar. When he is at his full strength, that is, when he threatens to break the cage in which he lives, the feast is held. This is usually in September, or October, that is when the season of bear-hunting begins. Before the feast begins the Ainos apologize profusely, saying that they have been good to the Bear, they can feed him no longer, they must kill him. Then the man who gives the Bear-feast invites his relations and friends, and if the community be small nearly the whole vfilage attends. On the occasion described by Dr. Scheube about thirty Ainos were present, men, women, and children, all dressed in their best clothes. The woman of the house who had suckled the Bear sat by herself, sad and silent, only now and then she burst into helpless tears. The ceremony 94 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL began with libations made to the fire-god and to the house-god set up in a corner of the house. Next the master and some of the guests left the hut and offered libations in front of the Bear’s cage. A few drops were presented to him in a saucer, which he promptly upset. Then the women and girls danced round the cage, rising and hopping on their toes, and as they danced they clapped their hands and chanted a monotonous chant. The mother and some of the old women cried as they danced and stretched out their arms to the Bear, calling him loving names. The young women who had nursed no Bears laughed, after the manner of the young. The Bear began to get upset, and rushed round his cage, howling lamentably. Next came a ceremony of special signifi- cance which is never omitted at the sacrifice of a Bear. Libations were offered to the inabos, sacred wands which stand outside the Aino hut. These wands are about two feet high and are whittled at the top into spiral shav- ings. Five new wands with bamboo leaves at- tached to them are set up for the festival; the leaves according to the Ainos mean that the Bear may come to life again. These wands SPEING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 95 are specially interesting. The chief focus of attention is of course the Bear, because his flesh is for the Aino his staple food. But vegetation is not quite forgotten. The ani- mal life of the Bear and the vegetable life of the bamboo-leaves are thought of together. Then comes the actual sacriflce. The Bear is led out of his cage, a rope is thrown round his neck, and he is perambulated round the neighbourhood of the hut. We do not hear that among the Ainos he goes in procession round the village, but among the Gilyaks, not far away in Eastern Siberia, the Bear is led about the villages, and it is held to be specially important that he should be dragged down to the river, for this will ensure the village a plentiful supply of flsh. He is then, among the Gilyaks, taken to each hut in the village, and flsh, brandy, and other delicacies are offered to him. Some of the people prostrate themselves in front of him and his coming into a house brings a blessing, and if he snuffs at the food, that brings a blessing too. To return to the Aino Bear. While he is being led about the hut the men, headed by a chief, shoot at the Bear with arrows tipped with buttons. But the object of the shooting 96 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL is not to kill, only apparently to irritate him. He is killed at last without shedding of his sacred blood, and we hope without much pain. He is taken in front of the sacred wands, a stick placed in his mouth, and nine men press his neck against a beam; he dies without a soimd. Meantime the women and girls, who stand behind the men, dance, lament, and beat the men who are killing their Bear. The body of the dead Bear is then laid on a mat before the sacred wands. A sword and quiver, taken from the wands, are hung about the Bear. If it is a She-Bear it is also be- decked with a necklace and rings. Food and drink, millet broth and millet cakes, are offered to it. It is decked as an Aino, it is fed as an Aino. It is clear that the Bear is in some sense a human Bear, an Aino. The men sit down on mats in front of the Bear and offer libations, and themselves drink deep. Now that the death is fairly over the mourning ends, and all is feasting and merri- ment. Even the old women lament no more. Cakes of millet are scrambled for. The bear is skinned and disembowelled, the trunk is severed from the head, to which the skin is SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 97 left hanging. The blood, which might not be shed before, is now carefully collected in cups and eagerly drunk by the men, for the blood is the life. The hver is cut up and eaten raw. The flesh and the rest of the vitals are kept for the day next but one, when it is divided among all persons present at the feast. It is what the Greeks call a dais, a meal divided or distributed. While the Bear is being dismembered the girls dance, in front of the sacred wands, and the old women again lament. The Bear’s brain is extracted from his head and eaten, and the skull, sev- ered from the skin, is hung on a pole near the sacred wands. Thus it would seem the life and strength of the bear is brought near to the living growth of the leaves. The stick with which the Bear was gagged is also hung on the pole, and with it the sword and quiver he had worn after his death. The whole congregation, men and women, dance about this strange maypole, and a great drinking bout, in which all men and women alike join, ends the feast. The rite varies as to detail in different places. Among the Gilyaks the Bear is dressed after death in full Gilyak costume 98 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL and seated on a bench of honour. In one part the bones and skull are carried out by the oldest people to a place in the forest not far from the village. There all the bones except the skull are buried. After that a young tree is felled a few inches above the ground, its stump is cleft, and the skull wedged into the cleft. When the grass grows over the spot the skull disappears and there is an end of the Bear, Sometimes the Bear’s flesh is eaten in special vessels prepared for this festival and only used at it. These vessels, which in- clude bowls, platters, spoons, are elaborately carved with figures of bears and other devices. Through all varieties in detail the main intent is the same, and it is identical with that of the rite of the holy Bull in Greece and the maypole of our forefathers. Great is the sanctity of the Bear or the Bull or the Tree; the Bear for a hunting people; the Bull for nomads, later for agriculturists; the Tree for a forest folk. On the Bear and the Bull and the Tree are focussed the desire of the whole people. Bear and Bull and Tree are sacred, that is, set apart, because full of a special life and strength intensely desired. They are led SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 99 and carried about from house to house that their sanctity may touch all, and avail for aU; the animal dies that he may be eaten; the Tree is torn to pieces that all may have a fragment; and, above all. Bear and Bull and Tree die only that they may hve again. We have seen (p. 71) that, out of the puppet or the May Queen, actually perceived year after year there arose a remembrance, a men- tal image, an imagined Tree Spirit, or “Sum- mer,” or Death, a thing never actually seen but conceived. Just so with the Bull. Year by year in the various villages of Greece was seen an actual holy BuU, and bit by bit from the remembrance of these various holy BuUs, who only died to hve again each year, there arose the image of a Bull-Spirit, or BuU- Daimon, and finally, if we like to call him so, a Bull-God. The growth of this idea, this conception, must have been much helped by the fact that in some places the dancers attendant on the holy Bull dressed up as bulls and cows. The women worshippers of Dionysos, we are told, wore bulls’ horns in imitation of the god, for they represented him in pictures as having a bull’s head. We 100 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL know that a man does not turn into a bull, or a bull into a man, the line of demarcation is clearly drawn; but the rustic has no such conviction even to-day. That crone, his aged aimt, may any day come in at the window in the shape of a black cat; why should she not.? It is not, then, that a god ‘takes upon him the form of a bull,’ or is ‘incarnate in a bull,’ but that the real Bull and the worship- per dressed as a bull are seen and remembered and give rise to an imagmed Bull-God; but, it should be observed, only among gifted, imaginative, that is, image-making, peoples. The Ainos have their actual holy Bear, as the Greeks had their holy Bull; but with them out of the succession of holy Bears there arises, alas! no Bear-God. We have dwelt long on the Bull-driving Dithyramb, because it was not obvious on the face of it how driving a bull could help the coming of spring. We understand now why, on the day before the tragedies were per- formed at Athens, the young men (ephehoi) brought in not only the human figure of the god, but also a Bull “worthy” of the God. We understand, too, why in addition to the SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 101 tragedies performed at the great festival. Dithyrambs were also sung — “Bull-driving Dithyrambs.” We come next to a third aspect of the Dithyramb, and one perhaps the most im- portant of all for the understanding of art, and especially the drama. The Dithyramb was the Song and Dance of the New Birth. Plato is discussing various sorts of odes or songs. “Some,” he says, “are prayers to the gods — these are called hymns; others of an opposite sort might best be called dirges; another sort are pecans, and another — the birth of Dionysos, I suppose — is called Dithyramb.” Plato is not much interested in Dithyrambs. To him they are just a particular kind of choral song; it is doubtful if he even knew that they were Spring Songs; but this he did know, though he throws out the information carelessly — the Dithyramb had for its proper subject the birth or com- ing to be, the genesis of Dionysos. The common usage of Greek poetry bears out Plato’s statement. When a poet is going to describe the birth of Dionysos he calls the god by the title Dithyrambos. Thus 102 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL an inscribed hymn found at Delphi^ opens thus: - “Come, O Dithyrambos, Bacchos, come. Bromios, come, and coming with thee bring Holy hours of thine own holy spring. All the stars danced for joy. Mirth Of mortals hailed thee, Bacchos, at thy birth.” The Dithyramb is the song of the birth, and the birth of Dionysos is in the spring, the time of the maypole, the time of the holy Bull. And now we come to a curious thing. We have seen how a spirit, a daemon, and perhaps ultimately a god, develops out of an actual rite. Dionysos the Tree-God, the Spirit of Vegetation, is but a maypole once perceived, then remembered and conceived. Dionysos, the Bull-God, is but the actual holy Bull himself, or rather the suceession of annual holy Bulls once perceived, then remembered, * See my Prolegomena, p. 439. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 103 generalized, conceived. But the god con- ceived will surely always be made in the image, the mental image, of the fact perceived. If, then, we have a song and dance of the birth of Dionysos, shall we not, as in the Christian religion, have a child-god, a holy babe, a Saviour in the manger; at first in original form as a calf, then as a human child.? Now it is quite true that in Greek religion there is a babe Dionysos called Liknites, “Him of the Cradle.” ^ The rite of waking up, or bringing to fight, the child Liknites was performed each year at Delphi by the holy women. But it is equally clear and certain that the Dionysos of Greek worship and of the drama was not a babe in the cradle. He was a goodly youth in the first bloom of manhood, with the down upon his cheek, the time when, Homer says, “youth is most gracious.” This is the Dionysos that we know in statuary, the fair, dreamy youth sunk in reverie; this is the Dionysos whom Pentheus despised and insulted because of his young beauty like a woman’s. But how could such a Dionysos arise out of a rite of birth.? He could not, and he did not. The Dithyramb is also the song 1 Prolegomena, p. 402= 104 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL of the second or new birth, the Dithyrambos is the twice-born. This the Greeks themselves knew. By a false etymology they explained the word Dithyrambos as meaning “He of the double door,” their word thyra being the same as our door. They were quite mistaken; Dithy- rambos, modern philology tells us, is the Divine Leaper, Dancer, and Lifegiver. But their false etymology is important to us, be- cause it shows that they believed the Dithy- rambos was the twice-born. Dionysos was born, they fabled, once of his mother, like all men, once of his father’s thigh, like no man. But if the Dithyrambos, the young Dio- nysos, like the Bull-God, the Tree-God, arises from a dromenon, a rite, what is the rite of second birth from which it arises.? We look in vain among our village customs. If ever rite of second birth existed, it is dead and buried. We turn to anthropology for help, and find this, the rite of the second birth, widespread, universal, over half the savage world. With the savage, to be twice born is the rule, not the exception. By his first birth he SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 105 comes into the world, by his second he is born into his tribe. At his first birth he belongs to his mother and the women-folk; at his second he becomes a full-fiedged man and passes into the society of the warriors of his tribe. This second birth is a little diflScult for us to realize. A boy with us passes very gradually from childhood to manhood, there is no definite moment when he suddenly emerges as a man. Little by little as his education advances he is admitted to the social privileges of the circle in which he is bom. He goes to school, enters a workshop or a university, and finally adopts a trade or a profession. In the case of girls, iu whose up- bringing primitive savagery is apt to linger, there is still, in certain social strata, a cere- mony known as Coming Out. A girl’s dress is suddenly lengthened, her hair is put up, she is allowed to wear jewels, she kisses her sove- reign’s hand, a dance is given in her honour, abruptly, from her seclusion in the cocoon state of the schoolroom, she emerges full- blown into society. But the custom, with its half-realized savagery, is already dying, and with boys it does not obtain at all. Both sexes share, of course, the religious rite of Confirmation. 106 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL To avoid harsh distinctions, to bridge over abrupt transitions, is always a mark of advancing civilization; but the savage, in his ignorance and fear, lamentably over- stresses distinctions and transitions. The long process of education, of passing from child to man, is with him condensed into a few days, weeks, or sometimes months of tremendous educational emphasis — of what is called “initiation,” “going in,” that is, entering the tribe. The ceremonies vary, but the gist is always substantially the same. The boy is to put away childish things, and become a grown and competent tribesman. Above all he is to cease to be a woman-thing and become a man. His initiation prepares him for his two chief functions as a tribesman — to be a warrior, to be a father. That to the savage is the main if not the whole Duty of Man. This “initiation” is of tremendous impor- tance, and we should expect, what in fact we find, that all this emotion that centres about it issues in dromena, “rites done.” These rites are very various, but they all point one moral, that the former things are passed away and that the new-born man has entered on a new life. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 107 Simplest perhaps of all, and most instruc- tive, is the rite practised by the Kikuyu of British East Africa,^ who require that every boy, just before circumcision, must be born again. “The mother stands up with the boy crouching at her feet; she pretends to go through all the labour pains, and the boy on beipg reborn cries like a babe and is washed.” More often the new birth is simulated, or imagined, as a death and a resurrection, either of the boys themselves or of some one else in their presence. Thus at initiation among some tribes of South-east Australia,^ when the boys are assembled an old man dressed in stringy bark fibre lies down in a grave. He is covered up lightly with sticks and earth, and the grave is smoothed over. The buried man holds in his hand a small bush which seems to be growing from the ground, and other bushes are stuck in the ground round about. The novices are then brought to the edge of the grave and a song is sung. Gradually, as the song goes on, the bush held by the buried man begins to quiver. It 1 Frazer, Tofemism and Exogamy, Vol. I, p. 228. ^ The Golden Bough, ^ III, 424. 108 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL moves more and more and bit by bit the man himself starts up from the grave. The Fijians have a drastic and repulsive way of simulating death. The boys are shown a row of seemingly dead men, their bodies covered with blood and entrails, which are really those of a dead pig. The first gives a sudden yell. Up start the men, and then run to the river to cleanse themselves. Here the death is vicarious. Another goes through the simulated death that the initiated boy may have new life. But often the mimicry is practised on the boys themselves. Thus in West Ceram ^ boys at puberty are admitted to the Kakian association. The boys are taken blindfold, followed by their relations, to an oblong wooden shed under the darkest trees in the depths of the forest. When all are assembled the high priest calls aloud on the devils, and immediately a hideous uproar is heard from the shed. It is really made by men in the shed with bamboo trumpets, but the women and children think it is the devils. Then the priest enters the shed with the boys, one at a time. A dull thud of chopping is heard, a fearful cry rings ^ The Golden Bough,^ III, 442. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 109 out, and a sword dripping with blood is thrust out through the roof. This is the token that the boy’s head has been cut off, and that the devil has taken him away to the other world, whence he will return born again. In a day or two the men who act as sponsors to the boys return daubed with mud, and in a half-fainting state like messengers from another world. They bring the good news that the devil has restored the boys to life. The boys themselves appear, but when they return they totter as they walk; they go into the house backwards. If food is given them they upset the plate. They sit dumb and only make signs. The sponsors have to teach them the simplest daily acts as though they were new-born children. At the end of twenty to thirty days, during which their mothers and sisters may not comb their hair, the high priest takes them to a lonely place in the forest and cuts off a lock of hair from the crown of each of their heads. At the close of these rites the boys are men and may marry.- Sometimes the new birth is not simulated but merely suggested. A new name is given, a new language taught, a new dress worn. 110 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL new dances are danced. Almost always it is accompanied by moral teaching. Thus in the Kakian ceremony already described the boys have to sit in a row cross-legged, without moving a muscle, with their hands stretched out. The chief takes a trumpet, and placing the mouth of it on the hand of each lad, he speaks through it in strange tones, imitating the voice of spirits. He warns the boys on pain of death to observe the rules of the society, and never to reveal what they have seen in the Kakian house. The priests also instruct the boys on their duty to their blood relations, and teach them the secrets of the tribe. Sometimes it is not clear whether the new birth is merely suggested or represented in pantomime. Thus among the Binbinga of North Australia it is generally believed that at initiation a monstrous being called Kata- jalina, like the Kronos of the Greeks, swallows the boys and brings them up again initiated; but whether there is or is not a dromenon or rite of swallowing we are not told. In totemistic societies, and in the animal secret societies that seem to grow out of them, the novice is born again as the sacred animal. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 111 Thus among the Carrier Indians^ when a man wants to become a Lulem, or Bear, however cold the season, he tears off his clothes, puts on a bearskin and dashes into the woods, where he will stay for three or four days. Every night his fellow-villagers will go out in search parties to find him. They cry out Yi! Kelulem (“ Come on. Bear”) and he answers with angry growls. Usually they fail to find him, but he comes back at last himself. He is met and conducted to the ceremonial lodge, and there, in company with the rest of the Bears, dances solemnly hi s first appearance. Disappearance and re- appearance is as common a rite in initiation as simulated killing and resurrection, and has the same object. Both are rites of transition, of passing from one state to another. It has often been remarked, by students of ancient Greek and other ceremonies, that the rites of birth, marriage, and death, which seem to us so different, are to primitive man oddly similar. This is explained if we see that in intent they are all the same, all a passing from one social state to another. There are but two factors in every rite, the putting off 1 The Golden Bough, ^ III, p. 438. 112 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL of the old, the putting on of the new; you carry out Winter or Death, you bring in Summer or Life. Between them is a mid- way state when you are neither here nor there, you are secluded, under a taboo. To the Greeks and to many primitive peo- ples the rites of birth, marriage, and death were for the most part family rites needing little or no social emphasis. But the rite which concerned the whole tribe, the essence of which was entrance into the tribe, was the rite of initiation at puberty. This all-im- portant fact is oddly and significantly en- shrined in the Greek language. The general Greek word for rite was telete. It was applied to all mysteries, and sometimes to marriages and funerals. But it has nothing to do with death. It comes from a root meaning “to grow up.” The word telete means rite of growing up, becoming complete. It meant at first maturity, then rite of maturity, then by a natural extension any rite of initiation that was mysterious. The rites of puberty were in their essence mysterious, because they consisted in initiation into the sanctities of the tribe, the things which society sane- SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE JLa tioned and protected, excluding the uniniti- ated, whether they were young boys, women, or members of other tribes. Then, by con- tagion, the mystery notion spread to other rites. We understand now who and what was the god who arose out of the rite, the dromenon of tribal initiation, the rite of the new, the second birth. He was Dionysos. His name, according to recent philology, tells us — ^Dio- nysos, “Divine Young Man.” When once we see that out of the emotion of the rite and the facts of the rite arises that remembrance and shadow of the rite, that image which is the god, we realize instantly that the god of the spring rite must be a young god, and in primitive societies, where young women are but of secondary account, he will necessarily be a yoimg man. Where emotion centres round tribal initiation he will be a young man just initiated, what tne Greeks called a Tcouros, or ephebos, a youth of quite different social status from a mere pais or boy. Such a youth survives in our King of the May and Jack-in-the-Green. Old men and women are for death and winter. 114 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL the young for life and spring, and most of all the young man or bear or bull or tree just come to maturity. And because life is one at the Spring Fes- tival, the young man carries a blossoming branch bound with wool of the young sheep. At Athens in spring and autumn alike “they carry out the Eiresione, a branch of olive wound about with wool . . . and laden with all sorts of first fruits, that scarcity may ceases and they sing over it: “Eiresione brings Figs and fat cakes. And a pot of honey and oil to mix. And a wine-cup strong and deep. That she may drink and sleep.” The Eiresione had another name that told its own tale. It was called Korythalia,^ “Branch of blooming youth.” The young men, says a Greek orator, are “the Spring of the people.” The excavations of Crete have given to us an ancient inscribed hymn, a Dithyramb, we may safely call it, that is at once a spring- * See my Themis, p. 503. SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 115 song and a young man-song. The god here invoked is what the Greeks call a kouros, a young man. It is sung and danced by young warriors : “Ho! Kouros, most Great, I give thee hail. Lord of all that is wet and gleaming; thou art come at the head of thy Daimones. To Dikte for the Year, Oh, march and rejoice in the dance and song.” The leader of the band of kouroi, of young men, the real actual leader, has become by remembrance and abstraction, as we noted, a daimon, or spirit, at the head of a band of spirits, and he brings in the new year at spring. The real leader, the “first kouros” as the Greeks called him, is there in the body, but from the succession of leaders year by year they have imaged a spirit leader greatest of all. He is “lord of all that is wet and gleaming,” for the May bough, we remem- ber, is drenched with dew and water that it may burgeon and blossom. Then they chant the tale of how of old a child was taken away from its mother, taken by armed men to be initiated, armed men dancing their tribal dance. The stone is unhappily broken here, 116 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL but enough remains to make the meaning clear. And because this boy grew up and was initiated into manhood: “The Horse (Seasons) began to be fruitful year by year and Dike to possess mankind, and all wild living things were held about by wealth-loving Peace.” We know the Seasons, the fruit and food bringers, but Dike is strange. We translate the word “Justice,” but Dike means, not Justice as between man and man, but the order of the world, the way of life. It is through this way, this order, that the seasons go round. As long as the seasons observe this order there is fruitfulness and peace. If once that order were overstepped then would be disorder, strife, confusion, barrenness. And next comes a mandate, strange to our mod- ern ears: “To us also leap for full jars, and leap for fleecy flocks, and leap for fields of fruit and for hives to bring increase.” And yet not strange if we remember the Macedonian farmer (p. 32), who throws his SPRING FESTIVAL IN GREECE 117 spade into the air that the wheat may be tall, or the Russian peasant girls who leap high in the air crying, “Flax, grow.” The leaping of the youths of the Cretan hymn is just the utterance of their tense desire. They have grown up, and with them all live things must grow. By their magic year by year the fruits of the earth come to their annual new birth. And that there be no mistake they end: “Leap for our cities, and leap for our sea- borne ships, and for our young citizens, and for goodly Themis.” They are now young citizens of a fenced city instead of young tribesmen of the bush, but their magic is the same, and the strength that holds them together is the bond of social custom, social structure, “goodly Themis.” No man liveth to himself. Crete is not Athens, but at Athens in the theatre of Dionysos, if the priest of Dionysos, seated at the great Spring Festival in his beautiful carved central seat, looked across the orchestra, he would see facing him a stone frieze on which was sculptured the Cretan 118 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL ritual, the armed dancing youths and the child to be year by year reborn. We have seen what the Dithyramb, from which sprang the Drama, was. A Spring song, a song of Bull-driving, a song and dance of Second Birth; but all this seems, perhaps, not to bring us nearer to Greek drama, rather to put us farther away. What have the Spring and the Bull and the Birth Rite to do with the stately tragedies we know — with Aga- memnon and Iphigenia and Orestes and Hippolytos? That is the question before us, and the answer will lead us to the very heart of our subject. So far we have seen that ritual arose from the presentation and emphasis of emotion — emotion felt mainly about food. We have further seen that ritual develops out of and by means of periodic festivals. One of the chief periodic festivals at Athens was the Spring Festival of the Dithyramb. Out of this Dithyramb arose, Aristotle says, tragedy — that is, out of Ritual arose Art. How and Why.'* That is the question before us. CHAPTER V TRANSITION FROM RITUAL TO ART : THE DROMENON (“THING DONE”) AND THE DRAMA Probably most people when they go to a Greek play for the first time think it a strange performance. According, perhaps, more to their temperament than to their tra inin g, they are either very much excited or very much bored. In many minds there will be left a feeling that, whether they have enjoyed the play or not, they are puzzled: there are odd effects, conventions, suggestions. For example, the main deed of the Tragedy, the slaying of hero or heroine, is not done on the stage. That disappoints some modern minds unconsciously avid of realism to the point of horror. Instead of a fine thrilling murder or suicide before his very eyes, the spectator is put off with an accoimt of the murder done off the stage. This account is regularly given, and usually at considerable length, in a “messenger’s speech.” The mes- 119 120 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL senger’s speech is a regular item in a Greek play, and though actually it gives scope not only for fine elocution, but for real dramatic effect, in theory we feel it undramatic, and a modem actor has sometimes much ado to make it acceptable. The spectator is told that all these, to him, odd conventions are due to Greek restraint, moderation, good taste, and yet for all their supposed restraint and reserve, he finds when he reads his Homer that Greek heroes frequently burst into floods of tears when a self-respecting Eng- Hshman would have suffered in silence. Then again, specially if the play be by Euripides, it ends not with a “curtain,” not with a great decisive moment, but with the appearance of a god who says a few lines of either exhortation or consolation or recon- cihation, which, after the strain and stress of the action itself, strikes some people as rather stilted and formal, or as rather flat and somehow unsatisfying. Worse still, there are in many of the scenes long dialogues, in which the actors wrangle with each other, and in which the action does not advance as quickly as we wish. Or again, instead of beginning with the action, and having our FROM RITUAL TO ART 121 curiosity excited bit by bit about the plot, at the outset some one comes in and tells us the whole thing in the prologue. Prologues we feel, are out of date, and the Greeks ought to have known better. Or again, of course we admit that tragedy must be tragic, and we are prepared for a decent amount of lamenta- tion, but when an antiphonal lament goes on for pages, we weary and wish that the chorus would stop lamenting and do something. At the back of our modern discontent there is lurking always this queer anomaly of the chorus. We have in our modern theatre no chorus, and when, in the opera, something of the nature of a chorus appears in the ballet, it is a chorus that really dances to amuse and excite us in the intervals of operatic action; it is not a chorus of doddering and pottering old men, moralizing on an action in which they are too feeble to join. Of course if we are classical scholars we do not cavil at the choral songs; the extreme diffi- culty of scanning and construing them alone commands a traditional respect; but if we are merely modem spectators, we may be re- spectful, we may even feel strangely excited. 122 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL but we are certainly puzzled. The reason of our bewilderment is simple enough. These \ prologues and messengers’ speeches and ever- I present choruses that trouble us are ritual I forms still surviving at a time when the drama j has fully developed out of the dromenon. We cannot here examine all these ritual forms in detail;^ one, however, the chorus, strangest and most beautiful of all, it is essential we should understand. Suppose that these choral songs have been put into Enghsh that in any way represents the beauty of the Greek; then certainly there will be some among the spectators who get a thrill from the chorus quite unknown to any modern stage effect, a feeling of emo- tion heightened yet restrained, a sense of entering into higher places, filled with a larger and a purer air — a sense of beauty bom clean out of conflict and disaster. A suspicion dawns upon the spectator that, great though the tragedies in themselves are, they owe their peculiar, their incommunicable beauty largely to this element of the choms which seemed at first so strange. 1 See Bibliography at end for Professor Murray’s examination. FROM RITUAL TO ART 123 Now by examining this chorus and under- standing its function — nay, more, by consider- ing the actual orchestra, the space on which the chorus danced, and the relation of that space to the rest of the theatre, to the stage and the place where the spectators sat — we shall get light at last on our main central problem: How did art arise out of ritual, and what is the relation of both to that actual life from which both art and ritual sprang? The dramas of dEschylus certainly, and perhaps also those of Sophocles and Euripides were played not upon the stage, and not in the theatre, but, strange though it sounds to us, in \hsjirchestj‘a. The theatre to the Greeks was simply “the place of seeing, the place where the spectators sat; what they called the skene or scene, was the tent or hut in which the actors dressed. But the kernel and centre of the whole was the orchestra, the cir- cular dancing-place of the chorus; and, as the orchestra was the kernel and centre of the theatre, so the chorus, the band of dancing and singing men — this chorus that seems to us so odd and even superfluous — was the centre and kernel and starting-point of the drama. 124 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL The chorus danced and sang that Dithyramb we know so well, and from the leaders of that Dithyramb we remember tragedy arose, and the chorus were at first, as an ancient writer tells us, just men and boys, tillers of the earth, who danced when they rested from sowing and ploughing. Now it is in the relation between the orchestra or dancing-place of the chorus, and the theatre or place of the spectators, a relation that shifted as time went on, that we see mirrored the whole development from ritual to art — from dromenon to drama. The orchestra on which the Dithyramb was danced was just a circular dancing-place beaten flat for the convenience of the dancers, and sometimes edged by a stone basement to mark the circle. This circular orchestra is very well seen in the theatre of Epidaurus, of which a sketch is given in Fig. 1. The orchestra here is surrounded by a splendid theatron, or spectator place, with seats rising tier above tier. If we want to realize the primitive Greek orchestra or dancing-place, we must think these stone seats away. Threshing-floors are used in Greece to-day as 125 nq-l. UlCatrC of Ej^id^ras • SKowing-CrcwIa-rOrcKc^a 126 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL convenient dancing-places. The dance tends to be circular because it is round some sacred thing, at first a maypole, or the reaped corn, later the figure of a god or his altar. On this dancing-place the whole body of worshippers would gather, just as now-a-days the whole community will assemble on a village green. There is no division at first between actors and spectators; all are actors, all are doing the thing done, dancing the dance danced. Thus at initiation ceremonies the whole tribe assembles, the only spectators are the un- initiated, the women and children. No one at this early stage thinks of building a theatre, , a spectator place. Jt is in the common ap t, the common or collective em otion, mat rituaf starts^ This must never be forgotten. The most convenient spot for a mere dancing-place is some flat place. But any one who travels through Greece will notice instantly that all the Greek theatres that remain at Athens, at Epidaurus, at Delos, Syracuse, and elsewhere, are built against the side of hills. None of these are very early; the earhest ancient orchestra we have is at Athens. It is a simple stone ring, but it is built against the steep south side of the FROM RITUAL TO ART 13^7 Acropolis. The oldest festival of Dionysos was, as will presently be seen, held in quite another spot, in the agora, or market-place. The reason for moving the dance was that the wooden seats that used to be set up on a sort of “grand stand” in the market-place fell down, and it was seen how safely and com- fortably the spectators could be seated on the side of a steep hill. The spectators are a new and different ele- ment, the dance is not only danced, but it is watched from a distance, it is a spectacle; whereas in old days all or nearly all were worshippers acting, now many, indeed most, are spectators, watching, feeling, thinking, not doing. It is in this new attitude of the \ spectator that we touch on the difference between ritual and art; the dromenon, the thing actually done by yourself has become a ^ drama, a thiag also done, but abstracted from your doing. Let us look for a moment at the psychology of the spectator, at his behaviour. Artists, it is often said, and usually felt, are so unpractical. They are always late for dinner, they forget to post their letters and to return the books or even money that is lent 128 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL them. Art is to most people’s minds a sort of luxury, not a necessity. In but recently bygone days music, drawing, and dancing were no part of a training for ordinary life, they were taught at school as “accomplish- ments,” paid for as “extras.” Poets on their side equally used to contrast art and life, as though they were things essentially distinct. “Art is long, and Time is fleeting.” Now commonplaces such as these, being unconscious utterances of the collective mind, usually contain much truth, and are well worth weighing. Art, we shall show later, is profoundly connected with life; it is nowise superfluous. But, for all that, art, both its creation and its enjoyment, is unpractical. Thanks be to God, life is not limited to the practical. When we say art is unpractical, we mean that art is cut loose from immediate action. Take a simple instance. A man — or perhaps still better a child — sees a plate of cherries. Through his senses comes the stimulus of the smell of the cherries, and their bright colour urging him, luring him to eat. He eats and is satisfied; the cycle of normal behaviour is FROM RITUAL TO ART 129 complete; he is a man or a child of action, but he is no artist, and no art-lover. Another man looks at the same plate of cherries. His sight and his smell lure him and urge him to eat. He does not eat; the cycle is not com- pleted, and, because he does not eat, the sight of those cherries, though perhaps not the smell, is altered, purified from desire, and in some way intensified, enlarged. If he is just a man of taste, he will take what we call an “aesthetic” pleasure in those cherries. If he is an actual artist, he will paint not the cher- ries, but his vision of them, his purified emo- tion towards them. He has, so to speak, come out from the chorus of actors, of cherry-eaters, and become a spectator. I borrow, by his kind permission, a beauti- ful instance of what he well calls “Psychical Distance” from the writings of a psycholo- gist.^ “Imagine a fog at sea: for most people it is an experience of acute unpleasantness. Apart from the physical annoyance and remoter forms of discomfort, such as delays, it is apt to produce feelings of peculiar anxi- ety, fears of invisible dangers, strains of * Mr. Edward Bullough, The British Journal of Psychol- ogy (1912), p. 88. 130 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL watching and listening for distant and un- localized signals. The listless movements of the ship and her warning calls soon tell upon the nerves of the passengers; and that special, expectant tacit anxiety and ner- vousness, always associated with this ex- perience, make a fog the dreaded terror of the sea (all the more terrifying because of its very silence and gentleness) for the expert seafarer no less than the ignorant landsman. “Nevertheless, a fog at sea can be a source of intense relish and enjoyment. Abstract from the experience of the sea-fog, for the moment, its danger and practical unpleasant- ness; . . . direct the attention to the features ‘objectively’ constituting the phenomena — the veil surrounding you with an opaqueness as of transparent milk, blurring the outlines of thin gs and distorting their shapes into weird grotesqueness; observe the carrying power of the air, producing the impression as if you could touch some far-off siren by merely putting out your hand and letting it lose itself behind that white wall; note the curious creamy smoothness of the water, hypercritically denying as it were, any sug- gestion of danger; and, above all, the strange FROM RITUAL TO ART 131 solitude and remoteness from the world, as it can be found only on the highest mountain tops; and the experience may acquire, in its uncanny mingling of repose and terror, a flavour of such concentrated poignancy and delight as to contrast sharply with the blind and distempered anxiety of its other aspects. This contrast, often emerging with startling suddenness, is like the momentary switching on of some new current, or the passing ray of a brighter light, illuminating the outlook upon perhaps the most ordinary and familiar objects — an impression which we experience sometimes in instants of direst extremity, when our practical interest snaps like a wire from sheer over-tension, and we watch the consummation of some impending catastrophe with the marvelling unconcern of a mere spectator.” It has often been noted that two, and two only, of our senses are the channels of art and give us artistic material. These two senses are sight and hearing. Touch and its special modifications, taste and smell, do not go to the making of art. Decadent French novelists, such as Huysmann, make their 132 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL heroes revel in perfume-symphonies, but we feel that the sentiment described is morbid and unreal, and we feel rightly. Some people speak of a cook as an “artist,” and a pudding as a “perfect poem,” but a healthy instinct rebels. Art, whether sculpture, painting, drama, music, is of sight or hearing, f The reason is simple. Sight and hearing are the distant senses; sight is, as some one has well said, “touch at a distance.” Sight and hear- ing are of things already detached and some- what remote; they are the fitting channels for art which is cut loose from immediate action and reaction^ Taste and touch are too in- timate, too immediately vital. In Russian, as Tolstoi has pointed out (and indeed in other languages the same is observable), the word for beauty (krasota) means, to begin with, only that which pleases the sight. Even hearing is excluded. And though latterly people have begun to speak of an “ugly deed” or of “beautiful music,” it is not good Rus- sian. The simple Russian does not make Plato’s divine muddle between the good and the beautiful. If a man gives his coat to another, the Russian peasant, knowing no foreign language, will not say the man hap acted “beautifully.” FROM RITUAL TO ART 133 I To see a thing, to feel a thing, as a work of Ikrt, we must, then, become for the time un- practical, must be loosed from the fear and the flurry of actual living, must become spectators. Why is this.? Why can we not live and look at once.? The /aci that we can- not is clear. If we watch a friend drowning we do not note the exquisite curve made by his body as he falls into the water, nor the play of the sunlight on the ripples as he dis- appears below the surface; we should be in- human, aesthetic fiends if we did. And again, why.? It would do our friend no harm that we should enjoy the curves and the sunlight, provided we also threw him a rope. But the simple fact is that we cannot look at the curves and the sunlight because our whole being is centred on acting, on saving him; we cannot even, at the moment, fully feel our own terror and impending loss. So again if we want to see and to feel the splendour and vigour of a lion, or even to watch the cumbrous grace of a bear, we prefer that a cage should in- tervene. The cage cuts off the need for motor actions; it interposes the needful physical and moral distance, and we are free for con- templation. Released from om* own terrors. 134 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL we see more and better, and we feel differ- ently. A man intent on action is like a horse in blinkers, he goes straight forward, seeing only the road ahead. i^Our brain is, indeed, it would seem, in part, an elaborate arrangement for providing these blinkers. If we saw and realized the whole of everything, we should want to do too many things. The brain allows us not only to remember, but, which is quite as important, to forget and neglect; it is an organ of ob- livion^ By neglecting most of the things we see and hear, we can focus just on those which are important for action; we can cease to be potential artists and become efficient, prac- tical human beings; but it is only by limiting our view, by a great renunciation as to the things we see and feel. /The artist does just the reverse. He renounces doing in order to practise seeing He is by nature what Professor Bergson calls “distrait,” aloof, absent-minded;(_intent only, or mainly, on contemplation. < That is why the ordinary man often thinks the artist a fool/ or, if he does not go so far as that, is made vaguely uncomfortable Jby him, never really under- stands him. ^he artist’s focus, all his system FROM RITUAL TO ART 135 of values, is different, his world is a world of images which are his reahties,/ The distinction between art and ritual, which has so long haunted and puzzled us, now comes out quite clearly, and also in part the relation of each to actual life. Ritual, we saw, was a re-presentation or a pre-presen- tation, a re-doing or pre-doing, a copy or imitation of life, but, — and this is the impor- tant point, — always with a practical end. Art is also a representation of hfe and the emotions of life, but cut loose from immediate aetion. Action may be and often is repre- sented, but it is not that it may lead on to a practical further end. The end of art is in itself. Its value is not mediate but t'wme-; diate. Thus ritual makes, as it were, a bridge between real life and art, a bridge over which in primitive times it would seem man must pass. In his actual life he hunts and fishes and ploughs and sows, being utterly intent on the practical end of gaining his food; in the dromenon of the Spring Festival, though his acts are unpractical, being mere singing and dancing and mimicry, his intent is practi- cal, to induce the return of his food-supply. 136 ANCIENT ART AND RITUAL /T