confessions of an english opium-eater-第12节
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upwards of eight hours； so that it must be the fault of the opium…eater himself if he does not so time his exhibition of the dose （to speak medically） as that the whole weight of its narcotic influence may descend upon his sleep。 Turkish opium…eaters； it seems； are absurd enough to sit； like so many equestrian statues； on logs of wood as stupid as themselves。 But that the reader may judge of the degree in which opium is likely to stupefy the faculties of an Englishman； I shall （by way of treating the question illustratively； rather than argumentatively） describe the way in which I myself often passed an opium evening in London during the period between 1804…1812。 It will be seen that at least opium did not move me to seek solitude； and much less to seek inactivity； or the torpid state of self…involution ascribed to the Turks。 I give this account at the risk of being pronounced a crazy enthusiast or visionary； but I regard THAT little。 I must desire my reader to bear in mind that I was a hard student； and at severe studies for all the rest of my time； and certainly I had a right occasionally to relaxations as well as other people。 These； however； I allowed myself but seldom。
The late Duke ofused to say； 〃Next Friday； by the blessing of heaven； I purpose to be drunk；〃 and in like manner I used to fix beforehand how often within a given time； and when； I would commit a debauch of opium。 This was seldom more than once in three weeks； for at that time I could not have ventured to call every day； as I did afterwards； for 〃A GLASS OF LAUDANUM NEGUS； WARM； AND WITHOUT SUGAR。〃 No； as I have said； I seldom drank laudanum； at that time； more than once in three weeks： This was usually on a Tuesday or a Saturday night； my reason for which was this。 In those days Grassini sang at the Opera； and her voice was delightful to me beyond all that I had ever heard。 I know not what may be the state of the Opera…house now； having never been within its walls for seven or eight years； but at that time it was by much the most pleasant place of public resort in London for passing an evening。 Five shillings admitted one to the gallery； which was subject to far less annoyance than the pit of the theatres； the orchestra was distinguished by its sweet and melodious grandeur from all English orchestras； the composition of which； I confess； is not acceptable to my ear； from the predominance of the clamorous instruments and the absolute tyranny of the violin。 The choruses were divine to hear； and when Grassini appeared in some interlude； as she often did； and poured forth her passionate soul as Andromache at the tomb of Hector； &c。； I question whether any Turk； of all that ever entered the Paradise of Opium…eaters； can have had half the pleasure I had。 But； indeed； I honour the barbarians too much by supposing them capable of any pleasures approaching to the intellectual ones of an Englishman。 For music is an intellectual or a sensual pleasure according to the temperament of him who hears it。 And； by… the…bye； with the exception of the fine extravaganza on that subject in 〃Twelfth Night；〃 I do not recollect more than one thing said adequately on the subject of music in all literature； it is a passage in the Religio Medici ｛14｝ of Sir T。 Brown； and though chiefly remarkable for its sublimity； has also a philosophic value； inasmuch as it points to the true theory of musical effects。 The mistake of most people is to suppose that it is by the ear they communicate with music； and therefore that they are purely passive to its effects。 But this is not so； it is by the reaction of the mind upon the notices of the ear （the MATTER coming by the senses； the FORM from the mind） that the pleasure is constructed； and therefore it is that people of equally good ear differ so much in this point from one another。 Now； opium； by greatly increasing the activity of the mind； generally increases； of necessity； that particular mode of its activity by which we are able to construct out of the raw material of organic sound an elaborate intellectual pleasure。 But； says a friend； a succession of musical sounds is to me like a collection of Arabic characters； I can attach no ideas to them。 Ideas！ my good sir？ There is no occasion for them； all that class of ideas which can be available in such a case has a language of representative feelings。 But this is a subject foreign to my present purposes； it is sufficient to say that a chorus； &c。； of elaborate harmony displayed before me； as in a piece of arras work； the whole of my past lifenot as if recalled by an act of memory； but as if present and incarnated in the music； no longer painful to dwell upon； but the detail of its incidents removed or blended in some hazy abstraction； and its passions exalted； spiritualized； and sublimed。 All this was to be had for five shillings。 And over and above the music of the stage and the orchestra； I had all around me； in the intervals of the performance； the music of the Italian language talked by Italian womenfor the gallery was usually crowded with Italiansand I listened with a pleasure such as that with which Weld the traveller lay and listened； in Canada； to the sweet laughter of Indian women； for the less you understand of a language； the more sensible you are to the melody or harshness of its sounds。 For such a purpose； therefore； it was an advantage to me that I was a poor Italian scholar； reading it but little； and not speaking it at all； nor understanding a tenth part of what I heard spoken。
These were my opera pleasures； but another pleasure I had which； as it could be had only on a Saturday night； occasionally struggled with my love of the Opera； for at that time Tuesday and Saturday were the regular opera nights。 On this subject I am afraid I shall be rather obscure； but I can assure the reader not at all more so than Marinus in his Life of Proclus； or many other biographers and autobiographers of fair reputation。 This pleasure； I have said； was to be had only on a Saturday night。 What； then； was Saturday night to me more than any other night？ I had no labours that I rested from； no wages to receive； what needed I to care for Saturday night； more than as it was a summons to hear Grassini？ True； most logical reader； what you say is unanswerable。 And yet so it was and is； that whereas different men throw their feelings into different channels； and most are apt to show their interest in the concerns of the poor chiefly by sympathy； expressed in some shape or other； with their distresses and sorrows； I at that time was disposed to express my interest by sympathising with their pleasures。 The pains of poverty I had lately seen too much of； more than I wished to remember； but the pleasures of the poor； their consolations of spirit； and their reposes from bodily toil； can never become oppressive to contemplate。 Now Saturday night is the season for the chief； regular； and periodic return of rest of the poor； in this point the most hostile sects unite； and acknowledge a common link of brotherhood； almost all Christendom rests from its labours。 It is a rest introductory to another rest； and divided by a whole day and two nights from the renewal of toil。 On this account I feel always； on a Saturday night； as though I also were released from some yoke of labour； had some wages to receive； and some luxury of repose to enjoy。 For the sake； therefore； of witnessing； upon as large a scale as possible； a spectacle with which my sympathy was so entire； I used often on Saturday nights； after I had taken opium； to wander forth； without much regarding the direction or the distance； to all the markets and other parts of London to which the poor resort of a Saturday night； for laying out their wages。 Many a family party； consisting of a man； his wife； and sometimes one or two of his children； have I listened to； as they stood consulting on their ways and means； or the strength of their exchequer； or the price of household articles。 Gradually I became familiar with their wishes； their difficulties； and their opinions。 Sometimes there might be heard murmurs of discontent； but far oftener expressions on the countenance； or uttered in words； of patience； hope； and tranquillity。 And taken generally； I must say that； in this point at least； the poor are more philosophic than the richthat they show a more ready and cheerful submission to what they consider as irremediable evils or irreparable losses。 Whenever I saw occasion； or could do it without appearing to be intrusive； I joined their parties； and gave my opinion upon the matter in discussion； which； if not always judicious； was always received indulgently。 If wages were a little higher or expected to be so； or the quartern loaf a little lower； or it was reported that onions and butter were expected to fall； I was glad； yet； if the contrary were true； I drew from opium some means of consoling myself。 For opium （like the bee； that extracts its materials indiscriminately from roses and from the soot of chimneys） can overrule all feelings into compliance with the master…key。 Some of these rambles led me to great distances； for an opium…eater is too happy to observe the motion of time； and sometimes in my attempts to steer homeward
