2025/125: The Corn King and the Spring Queen — Naomi Mitchison

All I can say is that this is a very strange country, and that one has evidence of things occurring here which would certainly be against all the laws of Nature at home. [p. 412]

Reread, with perhaps a better understanding now of the Greek elements: I thought I'd read it quite recently, but it turns out that was in 2015 (review here).

I'd forgotten a great deal: just how murderous Erif and Tarrik are; the snake that protects Kleomenes; the death of Harn Der. And this time around, more interested in the Greek (and especially the Spartan) elements, I found Kleomenes' story fascinating. I don't think I'd noticed before that the pictures of Kleomenes' last days that Berris creates are foreshadowings of Christian imagery: 'the feast at the prison, the last eating together... three windows across the back of his picture. The King was in the centre, with Panteus beside him, leaning against his breast' recalls the Last Supper, and there's a young man on a colt riding through crowds, and a body on a stake with a cross-piece... Perhaps, in Mitchison's imagination, these pictures -- hidden away by slaves and helots -- were passed down as a kind of folk memory.

That's just one aspect of Mitchison's exploration of comparative religion. "Taking a living man and mixing him with pain and death — yes, mixing him—like a cook — and making a god," muses the dissolute Ptolemy IV Philopator, revelling in the death of Kleomenes. "I have made a god that way. A new form of god. Dionysos-Sabazios has shown himself again on one man, a torn man. Like Pentheus in the play." Erif feels a sisterly kinship with Isis, who is also a Year Queen. Tarrik, meanwhile, expects to be killed and eaten when his time is up: though perhaps, by the end of the novel, times have changed enough that the rituals will be kinder.

I was struck by this line in Mitchison's Introduction, written about sixty years after the novel's 1931 publication:

...my account of what was happening in Sparta or Athens or even Egypt, is all based on real history, but the view was moulded by what I—and many another person—was thinking in the Europe of those days, with Mussolini and his fascists in Italy and already the shadow of Hitler in Germany. [loc. 72]