Describing the European period of his existence, Humbert Humbert (the narrator and main character in VN’s novel Lolita, 1955) mentions Hugh Broughton, a writer of controversy in the reign of James the First, who has proved that Rahab was a harlot at ten years of age:
No wonder, then, that my adult life during the European period of my existence proved monstrously twofold. Overtly, I had so-called normal relationships with a number of terrestrial women having pumpkins or pears for breasts; inly, I was consumed by a hell furnace of localized lust for every passing nymphet whom as a law-abiding poltroon I never dared approach. The human females I was allowed to wield were but palliative agents. I am ready to believe that the sensations I derived from natural fornication were much the same as those known to normal big males consorting with their normal big mates in that routine rhythm which shakes the world. The trouble was that those gentlemen had not, and I had , caught glimpses of an incomparably more poignant bliss. The dimmest of my pollutive dreams was a thousand times more dazzling than all the adultery the most virile writer of genius or the most talented impotent might imagine. My world was split. I was aware of not one but two sexes, neither of which was mine; both would be termed female by the anatomist. But to me, through the prism of my senses, “they were as different as mist and mast.” All this I rationalize now. In my twenties and early thirties, I did not understand my throes quite so clearly. While my body knew what it craved for, my mind rejected my body’s every plea. One moment I was ashamed and frightened, another recklessly optimistic. Taboos strangulated me. Psychoanalysts wooed me with pseudoliberations of pseudolibidoes. The fact that to me the only object of amorous tremor were sisters of Annabel’s, her handmaids and girl-pages, appeared to me at times as a forerunner of insanity. At other times I would tell myself that it was all a question of attitude, that there was really nothing wrong in being moved to distraction by girl-children. Let me remind my reader that in England, with the passage of the Children and Young Person Act in 1933, the term “girl-child” is defined as “a girl who is over eight but under fourteen years” (after that, from fourteen to seventeen, the statutory definition is “young person”). In Massachusetts, U. S., on the other hand, a “wayward child” is, technically, one “between seven and seventeen years of age” (who, moreover, habitually associates with vicious or immoral persons). Hugh Broughton, a writer of controversy in the reign of James the First, has proved that Rahab was a harlot at ten years of age. This is all very interesting, and I daresay you see me already frothing at the mouth in a fit; but no, I am not; I am just winking happy thoughts into a little tiddle cup. Here are some more pictures. Here is Virgil who could the nymphet sing in a single tone, but probably preferred a lad’s perineum. Here are two of King Akhnaten’s and Queen Nefertiti’s pre-nubile Nile daughters (that royal couple had a litter of six), wearing nothing but many necklaces of bright beads, relaxed on cushions, intact after three thousand years, with their soft brown puppybodies, cropped hair and long ebony eyes. Here are some brides of ten compelled to seat themselves on the fascinum, the virile ivory in the temples of classical scholarship. Marriage and cohabitation before the age of puberty are still not uncommon in certain East Indian provinces. Lepcha old men of eighty copulate with girls of eight, and nobody minds. After all, Dante fell madly in love with Beatrice when she was nine, a sparkling girleen, painted and lovely, and bejeweled, in a crimson frock, and this was in 1274, in Florence, at a private feast in the merry month of May. And when Petrarch fell madly in love with his Laureen, she was a fair-haired nymphet of twelve running in the wind, in the pollen and dust, a flower in flight, in the beautiful plain as descried from the hills of Vaucluse. (1.5)
A prostitute from Jericho during the Israelite conquest of Canaan, Rahab is mentioned by Vladimir Solovyov (a Russian philosopher, mystic and poet, 1853-1900) in Smysl lyubvi ("The Meaning of Love," 1894), a collection of philosophical essays that defines true love as the ultimate force to overcome human egoism and restore spiritual unity:
Центральный факт библейской истории, рождение Мессии, более всякого другого предполагает провиденциальный план в выборе и соединении преемственных производителей, и действительно главный интерес библейских рассказов сосредоточивается на разнообразных и удивительных судьбах, которыми устраивались рождения и сочетания "богоотцев". Но во всей этой сложной системе средств, определивших в порядке исторических явлений рождение Мессии, для любви в собственном смысле не было места; она, конечно, встречается в Библии, но лишь как факт самостоятельный, а не как орудие христогонического процесса.-- Священная книга не говорит, женился ли Авраам на Саре в силу пламенной любви, но во всяком случае Провидение ждало, когда эта любовь совершенно остынет, чтобы от столетних родителей произвести дитя веры, а не любви. Исаак женился на Ревекке не по любви, а по заранее составленному решению и плану своего отца. Иаков любил Рахиль, но эта любовь оказывается ненужной для происхождения Мессии. Он должен произойти от сына Иакова -- Иуды, который рождается не Рахилью, а не любимою мужем Лией. Для произведения в данном поколении предка Мессии необходимо было соединение Иакова именно с Лией; но, чтобы достигнуть этого соединения, Провидение не возбуждает в Иакове сильной любовной страсти к будущей матери "богородителя" -- Иуды; не нарушая свободы сердечного чувства, высшая сила оставляет его любить Рахиль, а для необходимого соединения его с Лией пользуется средством совсем иного рода: своекорыстною хитростью третьего лица -- преданного своим семейным и экономическим интересам Лавана. Сам Иуда для произведения дальнейших предков Мессии должен помимо своего прежнего потомства на старости лет соединиться с невесткою своею Тамарой. Так как подобное соединение вовсе не было в порядке вещей и не могло бы произойти при обыкновенных условиях, то цель достигается посредством крайне странного приключения, весьма соблазнительного для поверхностных читателей Библии. Ни о какой любви в этом приключении не может быть и речи.-- Не любовь соединяет иерихонскую блудницу Рахаб с пришельцем евреем; она сначала отдается ему по своей профессии, а потом случайная связь скрепляется ее верою в силу нового Бога и желанием его покровительства для себя и своих. Не любовь сочетала Давидова прадеда, старика Бооза, с молодой) моавитянкою Руфью, и не от настоящей глубокой любви, а только от случайной греховной прихоти стареющего владыки родился Соломон. (Essay One, III)
An English scholar and theologian, Hugh Broughton was born in 1549 and died on August 4, 1612, in Tottenham. August 4 is the birthday of Konstantin Merezhkovski (a Russian botanist and zoologist, 1855-1921, who loved little girls and who committed suicide in Geneva on January 9, 1921), the author of Ray Zemnoy ili Son v zimnyuyu noch' ("The Earthly Paradise, or a Midwinter Night's Dream," 1903), an utopian novel set in the 27th century on a Polynesian island. In the Russian Lolita (1967), John Ray, Jr.'s foreword to Humbert Humbert's manuscript is dated 5 August, 1955:
Джон Рэй, д-р философии
Видворт, Массачусетс
5 августа 1955 года
According to Humbert Humbert, Dante fell madly in love with Beatrice when she was nine, a sparkling girleen, painted and lovely, and bejeweled, in a crimson frock, and this was in 1274, in Florence, at a private feast in the merry month of May. Dante (1935) is a biographical novel by Dmitri Merezhkovski (a Russian poet and novelist, Konstantin's younger brother, 1865-1941). In his novel Merezhkovski says that "Bice" (Beatrice di Portinari, 1265-1290) was eight when nine-year-old Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) first saw her:
Темные башни Флоренции еще темнее в светлом золоте утра. Самая темная -- та, что возвышается над маленькой площадью Сан-Мартино, в двух шагах от дома Алигьери, -- четырехугольная, тяжелая, мрачная, точно тюремная, башня дэлла Кастанья. Черная длинная тень от нее тянется по тесной улочке Санта Маргерита, соединяющей дом, где живет девятилетний мальчик, Данте, сын бедного ростовщика-менялы, сэра Герардо Алигьери, с домом восьмилетней девочки, Биче, дочери вельможного купца и тоже менялы, Фолько Портинари. Сто шагов от дома к дому. (Chapter I. "The White Rose." 1)
Dante's home city is Florence. A playwright and pornographer whom Humbert Humbert murders for abducting Lolita from the Elphinstone hospital, Clare Quilty tells Humbert Humbert that he intends retiring to England or Florence forever:
“Now look here, Mac,” he said. “You are drunk and I am a sick man. Let us postpone the matter. I need quiet. I have to nurse my impotence. Friends are coming in the afternoon to take me to a game. This pistol-packing farce is becoming a frightful nuisance. We are men of the world, in everything - sex, free verse, marksmanship. If you bear me a grudge, I am ready to make unusual amends. Even an old-fashioned rencontre, sword or pistol, in Rio or elsewhere - is not excluded. My memory and my eloquence are not at their best today, but really, my dear Mr. Humbert, you were not an ideal stepfather, and I did not force your little protégé to join me. It was she made me remove her to a happier home. This house is not as modern as that ranch we shared with dear friends. But it is roomy, cool in summer and winter, and in a word comfortable, so, since I intend retiring to England or Florence forever, I suggest you move in. It is yours, gratis. Under the condition you stop pointing at me that [he swore disgustingly] gun. By the way, I do not know if you care for the bizarre, but if you do, I can offer you, also gratis, as house pet, a rather exciting little freak, a young lady with three breasts, one a dandy, this is a rare and delightful marvel of nature. Now, soyons raisonnables. You will only wound me hideously and then rot in jail while I recuperate in a tropical setting. I promise you, Brewster, you will be happy here, with a magnificent cellar, and all the royalties from my next play - I have not much at the bank right now but I propose to borrow - you know, as the Bard said, with that cold in his head, to borrow and to borrow and to borrow. There are other advantages. We have here a most reliable and bribable charwoman, a Mrs. Vibrissa - curious name - who comes from the village twice a week, alas not today, she has daughters, granddaughters, a thing or two I know about the chief of police makes him my slave. I am a playwright. I have been called the American Maeterlinck. Maeterlinck-Schmetterling, says I. Come on! All this is very humiliating, and I am not sure I am doing the right thing. Never use herculanita with rum. Now drop that pistol like a good fellow. I knew your dear wife slightly. You may use my wardrobe. Oh, another thing - you are going to like this. I have an absolutely unique collection of erotica upstairs. Just to mention one item: the in folio de-luxe Bagration Island by the explorer and psychoanalyst Melanie Weiss, a remarkable lady, a remarkable work - drop that gun - with photographs of eight hundred and something male organs she examined and measured in 1932 on Bagration, in the Barda Sea, very illuminating graphs, plotted with love under pleasant skies - drop that gun - and moreover I can arrange for you to attend executions, not everybody knows that the chair is painted yellow” (2.35)