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          between Dionysus and Apollo, is the excitement of his sudden
        
        
          liberation from Aristotle, the joy that he takes in his willingness
        
        
          to believe the author's statement that,
        
        
          "art
        
        
          rather than ethics
        
        
          constitutes the essential metaphysical activity of man," that trag–
        
        
          edy has its source in the Dionysiac rapture, "whose closest anal–
        
        
          ogy is furnished by physical intoxication," and that this rapture,
        
        
          in
        
        
          which "the individual forgets himself completely," was in it–
        
        
          self no metaphysical state but .an orgiastic display of lust and
        
        
          cruelty, "of sexual promiscuity overriding every form of tribal
        
        
          law." This sadic and masochistic frenzy, Nietzsche is at pains to
        
        
          insist, needs the taming hand of Apollo before it can become
        
        
          tragedy, but
        
        
          it
        
        
          is the primal stuff of the great art, and to the
        
        
          modem experience of tragedy this explanation of it seems far
        
        
          more pertinent than Aristotle's, with its eagerness to forget its
        
        
          origin in its achievement of a noble
        
        
          
            apatheia.
          
        
        
          Of supreme importance in itself, Nietzsche's essay had for
        
        
          me the added pedagogic advantage of allowing me to establish
        
        
          an historical line back to William Blake. Nothing is more char–
        
        
          acteristic of modem literature than its discovery and canoniza–
        
        
          tion of the primal, non-ethical energies, and the historical point
        
        
          could be made the better by remarking the correspondence of
        
        
          thought of two men of different nations and separated from
        
        
          each other by a good many decades, for Nietzsche's Dionysus
        
        
          and Blake's Hell are much the same thing.
        
        
          Whether or not Joseph Conrad read either Blake or
        
        
          Nietzsche I do not know, but his
        
        
          
            Heart of Darkness
          
        
        
          follows in
        
        
          their line. This very great work has never lacked for the admira..
        
        
          tion it deserves, and it has been given a kind of canonical place
        
        
          in the legend of modem literature by Eliot's havi.ng it so clearly
        
        
          in mind when he wrote
        
        
          
            The Waste Land
          
        
        
          and his having taken
        
        
          from it the epigraph to "The Hollow Men." But no one, to my
        
        
          knowledge, has ever confronted in an explicit way its strange
        
        
          and terrible message of ambivalence toward the life of civiliza–
        
        
          tion. Consider that its protagonist Kurtz is a progressive and a
        
        
          liberal and that he is the highly respected representative of a