in,—and the people do not perish:
their woods and mountains are still full of a gay or
mournful, a wailing or a singing, but always a beautiful,
life. Patrick was a great man; but he never
could drive out the Danaan Gods, who had gone into
the hills when the Milesians came. He drove out
the serpents, they say; and a serpent was a name for
a Druid Adept: Taliesin says, in one of his
poems,
’Wyf dryw, wyf sarff,’ ‘I
am a druid, I am a serpent’; and we know from
H.P. Blavatsky how universal this symbol was,
with the meaning of an Initiate of the Secret Wisdom.
So perhaps Patrick did evict his Betters from that
land of evictions; it may be so;—but not
the God-life in the mountains. But I judge from
the clean and easy sweep he made of things that Druidism
was at a low pass in Ireland when he came. It
had survived there five centuries since its vital
center and link with the Lodge had been destroyed at
Bibracte by Caesar; and, I suppose, thus cut off, and
faced with no opposition to keep it pure and alert,
might well, and would naturally have declined.
Its central light no longer burning, political supremacy
itself would have hastened its decay; fostering arrogance
for spirituality, and worldliness for true Wisdom.
How then about the theory that some life and light
remained or was revivable in it in Britain?
Why claim that for Britain, which one would incline
to deny to Ireland and Gaul?— Well; we
know that Druidism did survive in Gaul a long time
after the Romans had proscribed it. But Gaul
became very thoroughly Romanized. The Romans
and their civilization were everywhere; the Celtic
language quite died out; (Breton was brought in by
emigrants from Britain;)—and where the Celtic
language had died, unlikely that Celtic thought would
survive. But in Britain, as we have seen, while
the Romans and their proscription were near enough
to provide a salutary opposition and constant peril,
there were many places in which the survivors of Suetonius’
massacre in Mona might have taken refuge. I take
it that in Ireland it suffered through lack of opposition;
in Gaul, it died of too effective opposition; but
in Britain there were midway conditions that may well
have allowed it to live on.
Beyond Christianizing the country, it does not appear
that Patrick did much for it. It is not clear
that Ireland made any progress in material civilization
then,—or for that matter, at any time since.
We should know by this time that these things are
a matter of law. Patrick found her essentially
in pralaya, essentially under the influence of centrifugalism;
and you cannot turn the ebbing tide, and make it flow
before its time. There was a queer mixture of
intensive culture and ruthless barbarism: an
extreme passion on the one hand for poetry and the
things of the spirit,—and on the other,
such savagery as continual warfare always brings in
its train. The literary class was so strong
that in the little kingdom of Tir Conall in Donegal