Tales of Vampires & Werewolves. Редьярд Джозеф Киплинг

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story by Lord Byron. It appears that one evening Lord B., Mr. P. B. Shelly, the two ladies and the gentleman before alluded to, after having perused a German work, which was entitled Phantasmagoriana, began relating ghost stories; when his lordship having recited the beginning of Christabel, then unpublished, the whole took so strong a hold of Mr. Shelly's mind, that he suddenly started up and ran out of the room. The physician and Lord Byron followed, and discovered him leaning against a mantle-piece, with cold drops of perspiration trickling down his face. After having given him something to refresh him, upon enquiring into the cause of his alarm, they found that his wild imagination having pictured to him the bosom of one of the ladies with eyes (which was reported of a lady in the neighbourhood where he lived) he was obliged to leave the room in order to destroy the impression. It was afterwards proposed, in the course of conversation, that each of the company present should write a tale depending upon some supernatural agency, which was undertaken by Lord B., the physician, and Miss M. W. Godwin.1 My friend, the lady above referred to, had in her possession the outline of each of these stories; I obtained them as a great favour, and herewith forward them to you, as I was assured you would feel as much curiosity as myself, to peruse the ebauches of so great a genius, and those immediately under his influence."

      INTRODUCTION

       Table of Contents

      The superstition upon which this tale is founded is very general in the East. Among the Arabians it appears to be common: it did not, however, extend itself to the Greeks until after the establishment of Christianity; and it has only assumed its present form since the division of the Latin and Greek churches; at which time, the idea becoming prevalent, that a Latin body could not corrupt if buried in their territory, it gradually increased, and formed the subject of many wonderful stories, still extant, of the dead rising from their graves, and feeding upon the blood of the young and beautiful. In the West it spread, with some slight variation, all over Hungary, Poland, Austria, and Lorraine, where the belief existed, that vampyres nightly imbibed a certain portion of the blood of their victims, who became emaciated, lost their strength, and speedily died of consumptions; whilst these human blood-suckers fattened—and their veins became distended to such a state of repletion, as to cause the blood to flow from all the passages of their bodies, and even from the very pores of their skins.

      This monstrous rodomontade is here related, because it seems better adapted to illustrate the subject of the present observations than any other instance which could be adduced. In many parts of Greece it is considered as a sort of punishment after death, for some heinous crime committed whilst in existence, that the deceased is not only doomed to vampyrise, but compelled to confine his infernal visitations solely to those beings he loved most while upon earth—those to whom he was bound by ties of kindred and affection.—A supposition alluded to in the "Giaour."

      But first on earth, as Vampyre sent,

       Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent;

       Then ghastly haunt the native place,

       And suck the blood of all thy race;

       There from thy daughter, sister, wife,

       At midnight drain the stream of life;

       Yet loathe the banquet which perforce

       Must feed thy livid living corse,

       Thy victims, ere they yet expire,

       Shall know the demon for their sire;

       As cursing thee, thou cursing them,

       Thy flowers are withered on the stem.

       But one that for thy crime must fall,

       The youngest, best beloved of all,

       Shall bless thee with a father's name—

       That word shall wrap thy heart in flame!

       Yet thou must end thy task and mark

       Her cheek's last tinge—her eye's last spark,

       And the last glassy glance must view

       Which freezes o'er its lifeless blue;

       Then with unhallowed hand shall tear

       The tresses of her yellow hair,

       Of which, in life a lock when shorn

       Affection's fondest pledge was worn—

       But now is borne away by thee

       Memorial of thine agony!

       Yet with thine own best blood shall drip;

       Thy gnashing tooth, and haggard lip;

       Then stalking to thy sullen grave,

       Go—and with Gouls and Afrits rave,

       Till these in horror shrink away

       From spectre more accursed than they.

      Mr. Southey has also introduced in his wild but beautiful poem of "Thalaba," the vampyre corse of the Arabian maid Oneiza, who is represented as having returned from the grave for the purpose of tormenting him she best loved whilst in existence. But this cannot be supposed to have resulted from the sinfulness of her life, she being pourtrayed throughout the whole of the tale as a complete type of purity and innocence. The veracious Tournefort gives a long account in his travels of several astonishing cases of vampyrism, to which he pretends to have been an eyewitness; and Calmet, in his great work upon this subject, besides a variety of anecdotes, and traditionary narratives illustrative of its effects,

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