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<strong>Rivers</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Life</strong>, or Faiths <strong>of</strong> Man in all Lands.<br />

These Kali-isms <strong>of</strong> India we would expect from persons adopting great Kali’s name or<br />

that <strong>of</strong> s<strong>of</strong>t IOnia’s god: see the spear-head, which is one <strong>of</strong> the oldest Phallic forms,<br />

page 185, and figures in chapter on Kyklops and Kelts.<br />

I give here a drawing <strong>of</strong> the celebrated Earthern serpent <strong>of</strong> Glen Feochan, shown<br />

as just emerging from dark mossy Loch Nell, near Oban; it lies at the only spot,<br />

Fig 133.—SERPENT MOUND, LOCH NELL.<br />

where a perfect view can be had <strong>of</strong> the triple cone <strong>of</strong> Ben Kruachan. Miss Gordon<br />

Cumming gives us an excellent description <strong>of</strong> the Serpent in Good Words for March<br />

1872, which, with some notes <strong>of</strong> my own, will enable us to clearly understand this<br />

strange monument. Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Blackie apostrophizes the deity in the following lines:<br />

Why lies this mighty serpent here, And when o’er Tiber’s yellow foam<br />

Let him who knoweth tell— The hot sirocco blew,<br />

With its head to the land and its huge tail near And smote the languid sons <strong>of</strong> Rome<br />

The shore <strong>of</strong> the fair Loch Nell? With fever’s yellow hue,<br />

Why lies it here?—not here alone, Then forth from Æsculapius’ shrine<br />

But far to East and West The Pontiff’s arm revealed,<br />

The wonder-working snake is known, In folded coils, the snake divine,<br />

A mighty god confessed. And all the sick were healed.<br />

Where Ganga scoops his sacred bed, And wisest Greece the virtue knew<br />

And rolls his blissful flood, Of the bright and scaly twine,<br />

Above Trimurti’s threefold head When wingèd snakes the chariot drew<br />

The serpent swells his hood. From Dame Demeter’s shrine.<br />

And where the procreant might <strong>of</strong> Nile, And Mænad maids, with festive sound,<br />

Impregned the seedful rood, Did keep the night awake<br />

Enshrined with cat and crocodile When with free feet they beat the ground,<br />

The holy serpent stood. And hymned the Bacchic snake.

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