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Alain of Lille [Alanus de lnsulis]: The Complaint of Nature. [ d. 1202.] - Extracts
Along with Peter Damian's Book of Gomorrah and the sermons of Bernardine of Siena, Alain of Lille's Plaint of Nature constitutes a spectacular attack on homosexual activity. Its special interest is the extraordinary way in which Alain goes about this: in a scenario reminiscent of Boethius Consolation of Philosophy, Nature personified visits Alain in a vision and condemns homosexual activity as unnatural. The specific terms however are drawn from grammatical rules, and biological gender is merged with grammatical gender. The full text, which is available in etext form, contains much else besides. The passages here focus on the issue of sexuality.
METRE I.
In lacrimas risus, in luctus gaudia verto.
I change laughter to tears, joy to sorrow, applause to lament,
mirth to grief, when I behold the decrees of Nature in abeyance;
when society is ruined and destroyed by the monster of sensual
love; when Venus, fighting against Venus, makes men women; when
with s her magic art she unmans men. It is not pretense that travails
with sorrow, O adulterer! nor the tears of pretense, nor dissimulation;
rather is it grief, and birth itself is given to sorrow. The Muse
requests, this very grief commands, Nature implores that, as,
I weep, I give them a mournful song. Alas! Whither has the
loveliness of Nature, the beauty of character, the standard of
chastity, the love of virtue departed? Nature weeps, character
passes away, chastity is wholly banished from its former high
station, and become an orphan. The sex of active nature trembles
shamefully at the way in which it declines into passive nature.
Man is made woman, he blackens the honor of his sex, the craft
of magic Venus makes him of double gender. He is both predicate
and subject, he becomes likewise of two declensions, he pushes
the laws of grammar too far. He, though made by Nature's skill,
barbarously denies that he is a man. Art does not please him,
but rather artifice; even that artificiality cannot be called
metaphor; rather it sinks into viciousness. He is too fond of logic, with whom a simple
conversion causes the rights of Nature to perish. He strikes on
an anvil which emits no sparks. The very hammer deforms its own
anvil. The spirit of the womb imprints no seal on matter, but
rather the plowshare plows along a sterile beach. Thus the
iambic measure goes badly with the dactylic foot of earthly love,
in which always the long syllable does not permit a short. Though
all the beauty of man humbles itself before the fairness of woman,
being always inferior to her glory; though the face of the daughter
of Tyndaris is brought into being and the comeliness of Adonis
and Narcissus, conquered, adores her; for all this she is scorned,
although she speaks as beauty itself, though her godlike grace
affirms her to be a goddess, though for her the thunderbolt would
fail in the hand of Jove, and every sinew of Apollo would pause
and lie inactive, though for her the free man would become a slave,
and Hippolytus, to enjoy her love, would sell his very chastity.
Why do so many kisses lie untouched on maiden lips, and no one
wish to gain a profit from them? These once pressed on me would
sweeten my lips with flavor, and, honeyed, would offer a honeycomb
to the mouth; the spirit would go out in kisses, all given over
to the mouth, and play on lips with itself. So that until I should
in this way die, my course finished, I, as another self, would
in these kisses enjoy a happy life to the utmost. Not only does
the adulterous Phrygian pursue the daughter of Tyndaris, but Paris
with Paris devises unspeakable and monstrous acts. Not only does
Pyramus seek the kisses of Thisbe through the chink, but no small
opening of Venus pleases him. Not only does the son of Peleus
counterfeit the bearing of a maiden, that so to maidens he may prove himself dear, but
he wickedly gives away the gift of Nature for a gift, in selling
for the love of money his sex. Such deserve anathema in the temple
of Genius, for they deny the tithes of Genius and their own duties.
***
PROSE IV.
Praefala igitur virgo hujus quaestionis solutionem in vestibulo
excubare demonstrans.
Then the virgin, showing that the answer to this question lay
watchful on its threshold, said:
'Can it be that thou dost not know that the transgression of the
earthly sphere, that the disorder in the ordering of the world,
that the carelessness of government, that the unjustness of law,
have forced me to descend from the innermost sanctuaries of heavenly
mystery to the common brothels of earth? If thou wert willing
to gather up in the loving sympathy of thy mind and to treasure
in the closet of thy heart that which I would say, I would unfold
the labyrinth of thy perplexity.'
To these words I returned, with strict restraint of my voice,
a fitting reply.
For nothing,' said I, 'O heavenly queen, do I hunger with a more
eager desire than the explanation of this question.'
Then said she:
'Since all things are by the law of their being held subject to
my laws, and ought to pay to me a rightful and established tribute,
almost all, with just dues and with seemly presentation, regularly
obey my commands; but from this general rule man alone is excluded
by an abnormal exception. He, stripped of the cloak of decency,
and prostituted in the shameless brothel of unchastity, dares
to stir tumult and strife not only against the majesty of his
queen, but also to inflame the madness of intestine war against
his mother. Other creations, on which l have bestowed the lesser
gifts of my favor, throughout the rank of their activities are bound in willing subjection to the inviolability
of my commands. But man, who exhausted the treasury of almost
all my riches, tries to overthrow the natural impulses of nature,
and arms against me the violence of wicked lust. Consider how
almost all things, according to the proclamation of my command,
perform. reasonably as their native character demands, the fixed
duties of my law. The firmament, according to my principle and
teaching, leads all things not in vain in daily circuit, and with
identity of turning advances its course, and retreats from whither
it has advanced. The stars, as they shine for the glory of the
firmament itself, and clothe it with their splendors, and complete
the short day of their journey, and compass the celestial space
with their various orbits, serve my majesty. The planets, according
to the going forth of my command and order, restrain the rapid
motion of the firmament, going to their rising with contrary steps,
and afterward repairing to the place of their setting. Thus, too,
the air, disciplined under my instruction, now rejoices with a
kindly breeze, now weeps in the tears of the clouds as if in sympathy,
now is angered by the raging of the winds, now is shaken by
the threatening rumble of thunder, now is parched in the furnace
of heat, now is sharpened with the severity of cold. The birds,
which have been fashioned in various forms under my supervision
and ordering, marvel greatly at my teachings, as they cross the
floods of air on the oarage of their wings. Because of my intervening
mediation, the sea is joined closely to the earth by the firm
bonds of friendship, and does not dare to violate its solemn obligations
of faith sworn with its sister. and fears to stray further into the
habitations of earth than the limit established for its wandering.
At my mere I will and wish it is now vexed into the wrath
of the storm, now returns to the peace of tranquillity, now, borne
aloft by its swelling pride, rises to the likeness of a mountain,
now is leveled out into a smooth plain. The fish, bound to their
vow of my acknowledgment, fear greatly to detract from my rules
and canons. By my order and edict, the rains are married to the
earth in a kind of imperial embrace. They, laboring with untiring
production at the creation of progeny, cease not to be parents
of the various species of things. The terrestrial animals beneath
my examination and management do not profess activities at variance
with the sovereignty which is over their obedience. The earth
now whitens with the hoariness of frosts, now is fringed with
flowery vegetation. The forest now has grown its leafy hair, now
is shorn by the sharp razor of winter. Winter holds the buried
seeds deep in the lap of mother earth, spring sets the captives
free, summer ripens the harvests, autumn displays her riches.
But why should I permit the course of my narration to stray to
instances? Man alone rejects the music of my harp, and raves under
the lyre of frenzied Orpheus. For the human race, derogate from
its high birth, commits monstrous acts in its union of genders,
and perverts the rules of love by a practice of extreme and abnormal
irregularity. Thus, too, man, become the tyro of a distorted passion,
turns the predicate into direct contraposition, against all rules.
Drawing away from power to spell of love aright, he is proved
an unlettered sophist. He avoids the fitting relation of the Dionean
art and falls to vicious perversion. And while he subverts me with such pursuit,
he also in his frenzy plots execution against me. I grieve that
I have widely adorned men's natures with so many privileges and
beauties, for they abuse and bring the honor of honor to disgrace,
deform the fairness of the body with the ugliness of lust, mar
the color of beauty with lurid paint - the hue of adulterous desire-and
even, as they blossom into vices, deflower the bloom of Flora.
Why did I deify the countenance of Helen with divine grace, who
forced the use of her beauty awry into the abuse of harlotry,
breaking her faith with her royal couch, and binding herself in
marriage with Paris? Pasiphae, also, driven by the madness of
inordinate lust, in the form of a cow corruptly celebrated her
bestial nuptials with a brute animal, and, concluding with a viler
error, ended by the miscreated enormity of the bullock. Myrrha,
roused by the stings of myrrh-breathing Venus, and fallen from
the affection of a daughter to a lust for her father, filled and
renewed with her father the office of her mother. Medea, cruelly
treating her own son in order that she might erect the inglorious
work of love, destroyed love's small and glorious work. Narcissus,
when his shadow falsely told of another Narcissus, was filled
with dreamy thoughts, and, believing his very self to be another,
ran to the danger of passion for himself. And many other youths,
clothed by my favor with noble beauty, who have been crazed with
love of coin, have turned their hammers of love to the office
of anvils. Such a great body of foul men roam and riot along the
breadth of the whole earth by whose seducing contact chastity
herself is poisoned. Of such of these men as profess the grammar
of love, some embrace only the masculine gender, some the feminine,
others the common or indiscriminate. Some, as of heteroclite gender,
are declined irregularly, through the winter in the feminine,
through the summer in the masculine. Some, in the pursuit of the
logic of love, establish in their conclusions the law of subject
and the law of predicate in proper relation. Some, who have the
place of the subject, have not learned how to form a predicate.
Some only predicate, and will not await the proper addition of
the subject's end. Others scorning to enter into the court of
Dione devise a miserable sport below its vestibule. Against all
these justice makes her complaint, the law is armed and together
they strive to avenge their wrongs with the sword of retribution.
Thou wilt not marvel, then, if I depart into these strange, unholy
words, since unholy men dare to practice licentiousness. For I
throw them forth indignantly, to the end that virtuous men so
may respect the character of chastity, and that the shameless
may be restrained from the lewd practices of lust. Indeed, a knowledge
of evil is expedient for security, for it punishes the guilty,
branding them with the mark of shamelessness, and fortifies those
who are without the armor of caution. Now my explanation has filed
away and erased the worry of thy doubt. For these reasons, then,
did I pass from the secret places of the heaven's court above,
and descend to the lowlands of this mortal earth, that I might,
With thee as with my friend and confidant, lay down my sad burden
of the accursed vices of men, and with thee determine what answering
punishment should be given to such rebellion in crime, in order
that the sting of the punishment might be made as great as the
scourge of those crimes, and might equal them in retribution.'
Then said 1:
`O thou who directest all things, did I not fear to provoke loathing
in thy kindness by the number of my questions, I would expose
to the light of thine understanding the shadows of another doubt
of mine.'
'Nay, rather,' she answered, 'do thou impart to our hearing all
thy questions, not only those of recent birth but also those aged
in the rust of years, that the agitatiton of thy doubts may be
quieted by the sure strength of our explanations.'
Then said I:
`I marvel as I think of the compositions of the poets, why thou
armest the points of these invectives solely against the faults
of human kind, while we also read that the Gods limped with the
same steps of transgression. For Jupiter, who carried away the
Phrygian boy to the upper world, bore for him there a proportionate
desire; and while he appointed him -as the charge of bearing him
the cup at his table during the day, he made him his bedfellow
on the couch at night. And Bacchus and Apollo, co-heirs of the
paternal lewdness, turned to women, not in the power of godlike
strength, but by the trick of superstitious glove, feigning to
be boys.'
Then she, her first calm look much disquieted, said:
What! in thine asking dost thou clothe in the likeness of a doubt
a question which is not worthy to take the form of a doubt? Dost
thou attempt to give faith to the dreamy fancies of the poets,
which the activity of poetical art has portrayed? Does not philosophy's
saner treatment file away and erase with higher understanding
that which is learned in the child's cradle of poetic teaching?
Can it be that thou dost not know how poets expose naked falsehood
to their hearers with no protecting cloak, that they may intoxicate
their ears, and, so to speak, bewitch them with a melody of honeyed
delight; or how they cloak that same falsehood with a pretense
of credibility, that, by means of images of objective things,
they may mold the souls of men on the anvil of dishonorable assent
; or that in the shallow exterior of literature the poetic lyre
sounds a false note, but within speaks to its hearers of the mystery
of loftier understanding, so that, the waste of outer falsity
cast aside, the reader finds, in secret within, the sweeter kernel
of truth? Sometimes poets combine historical events and imaginative
fancies, as it were in a splendid structure, to the end that from
the harmonious joining of diversities a finer picture of the story
may result. But yet, when the great body of the gods is spoken
of by the poets idly and vainly, or the very deities are said
to have stealthily withdrawn their hands from the chastening rods
of Venus, there dawns the shadow of untruth, nor in such matter
is the poet found varying from his peculiar quality. For surely,
when the dreams of Epicurus are put to sleep, the madness of Manichaeus
cured, the intricacies of Aristotle argued out, the fallacies
of Arius refuted. reason then proves the sole unity of God, the
universe declares it, faith believes it, Scripture attests it.
In Him is no spot found, Him no evil fault attacks, with Him no
tempting passion abides. Here is splendor never failing, life
untiring and immortal, a fountain always springing, a fruitful
conservatory of being, the great source of wisdom, the primal
origin of goodness Then what of it if many, as in the case of
the poets, have distorted the ultimate categories of love for
purposes of literature ? The view either that there are gods,
or that they wanton at the sports of love is false [1] reme and darkens to depths of extreme falsehood.'
Over that I have drawn the cloud of silence, but the other I have
unfolded in the light of a true explanation.'
At this I said:
`Now I see, mother, that my question savors of a most childlike
ignorance. Still, if another very small inquiry, which promises
at least a certain worth, may dare to appear in thy hearing for
consideration, my wish would be to question thee of a certain
matter, not merely in query but in lament.'
To these words she replied:
Have I not before this extended to thee free reins to ask without
any hindrance or restraint by me?' I marvel " then I said,
wherefore certain parts of thy tunic, which should be like the
connection of marriage, suffer division in that part of their
texture where the fancies of art give the image of man.'
'Now from what we have touched on previously,' she answered, I
thou canst deduce what the figured gap and rent mystically show.
For since, as we have said before, many men have taken arms against
their mother in evil and violence, they thereupon, in fixing between
them and her a vast gulf of dissension, Lay me the hands of outrage,
and themselves tear apart my garments piece by piece, and, as
in them, force me, stripped of dress, whom they ought to clothe
with reverential honor, to come to shame .like a harlot. This
tunic, then, is made with this rent, since by the unlawful assaults
of man alone the garments of my modesty suffer disgrace and division.'
Then said I:
Now the stream of my doubts is calmed by the
light of thine explanations, and grants my mind a rest from disquiet.
But should it commend itself to thy favor, I would eagerly strive
to learn what irrational reason, what indiscreet discretion,
what- misguided affection, has so forced man's little spark of
reason to slumber, that, he, drunk, with the Lethean cup, of sensuality,
not only has become an apostate from thy laws, but also unrighteously
rebels against them.'
Then she answered:
'If thy wish is to learn the seeding and origin of this evil,
thou shouldst rouse the flame of higher thought, and creep on
to seek with a more eager desire for understanding. Let keenness
expel the intellect's stupidity, let constancy of attention check
flooding thoughts. For as I make my beginning in a loftier and
nobler style, and desire to weave the line of my story, I do not
wish as before to explain my principles on a dead level of words,
nor yet to pollute unholy subjects with new profanities of speech,
but rather to gild with the olden ornaments of chaste words matters
of shame, and to deck them in the various colors of beautiful
expression. For it is fitting to purple the dross of the aforesaid
vices with glowing phrase, to perfume the foulness of evil with
the odor of sweet words, in order that the stench of such great
filth may not go abroad far upon the winds, and bring many to
indignation and loathing disgust. Sometimes, no doubt, as we have
touched on hitherto, since speech should be related to the matters
of which we speak, deformity of expression ought to be molded
I to ugliness of subject. But in the coming theme, in order that
evil words may not offend the readers' hearing, nor establish
an abode in the mouth of a virgin, wish to give to these monstrous
vices a cloak of well-sounding phrases.'
'Now the hunger of my intellect,' I said, 'the sharpness of my
burning desire, the ardor of my fervent spirit, the constancy
of my heightened and firm attention, request the things which
thou promisest.'
Then said she:
'When God wished to bring the creation of His worldly palace out
from the spiritual abode of His inner preconception into external
mold, and to express, as in a material word and by its real existence,
the mental word which He had conceived from the everlasting foundation
of the universe, like a splendid world's architect, like a goldsmith
working in gold, like the skilful artisan of a stupendous production,
like the industrious workman of a wonderful work, He fashioned
the marvelous form of His earthly palace, not with the laborious
assistance of an exterior agency, nor by the help of material
lying there at hand, nor because of any base need, but by the
power of His sole independent will. Then God added to this worldly
palace various kinds of things, and these, though separated by
the strife of different natures, He governed with harmony of proper
order, furnished with laws and bound with ordinances. And thus
He united with mutual and fraternal kisses things antagonistic
from the opposition of their properties, between which the space
had made its room from contraries, and He changed the strife of
hatred into the peace of friendship. All things, then, agreeing
through invisible bonds of union, plurality returned to unity,
diversity to identity, dissonance to harmony, discord to concord
in peaceful agreement. But after the universal Maker had clothed
all things with the forms for their natures, and had wedded them
in marriage with portions suitable to them individually, then,
wishing that by the round of mutual relation of birth and death there
should to perishable things be given stability through instability,
infinity through impermanence, eternity through transientness,
and that a series of things should be continually woven together
in unbroken reciprocation of birth, He decreed that similar things,
stamped with the seal of clear confirmity, be brought from their
like along the lawful path of sure descent. Me, then, He appointed
a sort of deputy, a coiner for stamping the orders of things,
for the purpose that I should form their figures on the proper
anvils, and should not let the shape vary from the shape of the
anvil, and that through my activity and skill the face of the
copy should not be changed by additions of any other elements
from the face of the original. Accordingly, obeying the command
of the Ruler, in my work I stamp, so to speak, the various coins
of things in the image of the original, exemplifying the figure
of the example, harmoniously forming like from like, and have
produced the distinctive appearances of individual things. Yet
beneath the mysterious, divine majesty, I have so performed this
work and service that the right hand of spiritual power should
direct my hand in its application, since the pen of my composition
would stray in sudden error, should it not be guided by the supreme
Supporter. Without the help, however, of an assisting worker,
I could not perfect so many classes of things. Therefore, since
it pleased me to sojourn in the grateful palace of the eternal
region, where no blast of wind destroys the peace of pure serenity,
where no dropping night of clouds buries the untired day of open
heaven, where no violence of tempest rages, where no rioter's
madness impends in thunder, in the outskirt world I stationed Venus who is skilled in the knowledge
of making, as under-deputy of my work, in order that she, under
my judgment and guidance, and with the assisting activity of her
husband Hymen and her son Cupid, by laboring at the various formation
of the living things of earth, and regularly applying their productive
hammers to their anvils, might weave together the line of the
human race in unwearied continuation, to the end that it should
not suffer violent sundering at the hands of the Fates.'
While, in the progress of this narrative, mention was being made
of Cupid, I slipped a question of the following tenor into an
interruption, with which I had broken in, saying:
`Stay! stay! Did I not fear to incur disfavor from thy kindness
by rude division of thy speech, and by the burden of my questions,
I would desire to know, from thy discernment and by thy delineation,
the' nature of Cupid, on whom thy speech has touched before with
some slight mention. For though various authors have pictured
his nature under the covering wrap of allegory, they have yet
left us no marks of certainty. And his authority over the human
race is seen from experience to be so powerful that no one, whether
marked with the seal of nobility, or clothed in the beauty of
exceptional wisdom, or fortified with the armor of courage, or
robed in the garment of loveliness, or honored with distinctions
of other graces, can except himself from the comprehensiveness
of the power of love.'
Then she, slowly shaking her head, said in words foretelling rebuke:
'I believe that thou art serving as a paid soldier in the camp
of Cupid, and art connected with him by some relationship and
close intimacy. For thou dost eagerly try to explore his tangled maze, though thou oughtest
rather to be applying thy mind's attention the more closely to
my discourser rich in treasures of thought. But nevertheless,
before it advances into the course of my further speech, since
I sympathize with the weakness of thy humanity, I am obliged to
dispel, as far as in my small ability lies, the shadows of thine
ignorance. Besides I am bound to the solving of thy problems by
solemn obligation and promise. So, either through describing with
faithful description, or defining with correct definition, a matter
that is non-demonstrable I shall demonstrate, one that is inextricable
I shall untangle, albeit this, which is not bound in obedience
by connections with any substance, and does not desire the scrutiny
of the intellect, cannot be stamped with mark or any description.
Then let there be given this representation of the subject, as
I have determined it, let this issue as the explanation of a nature
inexplicable, let this be the conception of a subject unknown
this theory be given of a matter not ascertainable and yet, withal,
in chastened and lofty style:
***
from PROSE IX.
...'By the authority of the Absolute Being and of His eternal thought,
and with the approbation of the celestial soldiery, and the agreement
of Nature and the assisting ministry of the attendant virtues
beside, let him be separated from the kiss of heavenly love, as
the desert of ingratitude demands, let him be degraded from the
favor of Nature, let him be isolated from the harmonious assembly
of the things of Nature, whoever turns awry the lawful course
of love, or is often shipwrecked in gluttony, or swallows greedily
the delirium of drunkenness, or thirsts in the fire of avarice,
or ascends the shadowy pinnacle of insolent pride, or suffers
the deep-seated destruction of envy, or keeps company with the
false love of flattery. Let him who makes an irregular exception
to the rule of love be deprived of the sign of love. Let him
who is deep in the abyss of gluttony be chastised by shamefaced
beggary. Let him who sleeps in the Lethean stream of drunkenness
be tormented with the fires of perpetual thirst. Let him in whom
burns the passion to possess incur the continual needs of poverty.
Let him who, exalted on the precipice of pride, throws out a spirit
of arrogance, fall ingloriously into the valley of dejected humility.
Let him who envies and gnaws like the, moth of detraction at the
riches of another's happiness first find himself an enemy to himself.
Let him who hunts gifts from the rich by the hypocrisy of flattery
be cheated by a reward of deceptive worth.'
from Alain of Lille [Alanus de lnsulis], d. 1202., The Complaint of Nature., Yale studies in English, v. 36 (1908), translation of De planctu natura by Douglas M. Moffat, [Reprinted 1972 as an Archon Book by The Shoe String Press, Inc., Hamden, Connecticut]
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