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The Undying Man By D.H. Lawrence
LONG ago in Spain there were two very learned men, so clever and knowing so much that they were
famous all over the world. One was called Rabbi Moses Maimonides, a Jew — blessed be his
memory! — and the other was called Aristotle, a Christian who belonged to the Greeks.
These two were great friends, because they had always studied together and found out many things
together. At last after many years, they found out a thing they had been specially trying for. They
discovered that if you took a tiny little vein out of a man’s body, and put it in a glass jar with certain
leaves and plants, it would gradually begin to grow, and would grow and grow until it became a man.
When it had grown as big as a boy, you could take it out of the jar, and then it would live and keep on
growing till it became a man, a fine man who would never die. He would be undying. Because he had
never been born, he would never die, but live for ever and ever. Because the wisest men on earth had
made him, and he didn’t have to be born.
When they were quite sure it was so, then the Rabbi Moses Maimonides and the Christian Aristotle
decided they would really make a man. Up till then, they had only experimented. But now they would
make the real un-dying man.
The question was, from whom should they take the little vein? Because the man they took it from
would die. So at first they decided to take it from a slave. But then they thought, a slave wasn’t good
enough to make the beginnings of the undying man. So they decided to ask one of their devoted
students to sacrifice himself. But that did not seem right either, because they might get a man they
didn’t really like, and whom they wouldn’t want to be the beginning of the man who would never die.
So at last, they decided to leave it to fate; they gathered together their best and most learned disciples,
and they all agreed to draw lots. The lot fell to Aristotle, to have the little vein cut from his body.
So Aristotle had to agree. But before he would have the little vein cut out of his body, Aristotle
asked Maimonides to take him by the hand and swear by their clasped hands that he would never
interfere with the growth of the little vein, never at any time or in any way. Maimonides took him by
the hand and swore. And then Aristotle had the little vein cut out of his body by Maimonides himself.
So now Maimonides alone took the little vein and placed it among the leaves and herbs, as they had
discovered, in the great glass jar, and he sealed the jar. Then he set the jar on a shelf in his own room
where nobody entered but himself, and he waited. The days passed by, and he recited his prayers,
pacing back and forth in his room among his books, and praying loudly as he paced, as the Jews do.
Then he returned to his books and his chemistry. But every day he looked at the jar, to see if the little
vein had changed. For a long time it did not change. So he thought it was in vain.
Then at last it seemed to change, to have grown a little. Rabbi Moses Maimonides gazed at the jar
transfixed, and forgot everything else in all the wide world; lost to all and everything, he gazed into
the jar. And at last he saw the tiniest, tiniest tremor in the little vein, and he knew it was a tremor of
growth. He sank on the floor and lay unconscious, because he had seen the first tremor of growth of
the undying man.
When he came to himself, the room was dusk, it was almost night. And Rabbi Moses Maimonides
was afraid. He did not know what he was afraid of. He rose to his feet and glanced towards the jar.And it seemed to him, in the darkness on the shelf there was a tiny red glow, like the smallest ember of
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fire. But it did not go out, as the last ember of fire goes out while you watch. It stayed on, and glowed
a tiny dying glow that did not die. Then he knew he saw the glow of the life of the undying man, and
he was afraid.
He locked his room, where no one ever entered but himself, and went out into the town. People
greeted him with bows and reverences, for he was the most learned of all rabbis. But tonight they allseemed very far from him. They looked small and they grimaced like monkeys in his eyes. And he
thought to himself: they will all die! They grimace in this fashion, like monkeys, because they will all
die. Only I shall not die!
But as he thought this, his heart stood still, because he knew that he too would die. He stood still in
the street, though rain was falling, and people crept past him humbly, thinking he was praying some
great prayer. But he was only locked in this one thought: I shall die and pass away, but that little red
spark which came from Aristotle the Christian, it will never die. It will live for ever and ever, like
God. God alone lives for ever and ever. But this man in the jar will also live for ever and ever, even
that red spark. He will be a man, and live for ever and ever, as good as God. Nay, better than God! Forsurely, to be as good as God, and to be also a man and alive, that would be better even than being
God!
Rabbi Moses Maimonides started at this thought as if he had been stung. And immediately he
began to walk down the street towards home, to see if the red glow were really glowing. When he got
to his door, he stood still, afraid to open. He could not open.
So suddenly he cried a great fierce cry to God, to help him and His people. A great fierce cry for
help. For they were God’s people, God’s chosen people. Though they grimaced in the sight of Rabbi
Moses Maimonides like monkeys, they were beautiful in the sight of God, and the best Jews among
them would sit in high, high places in the eternal glory of God, in the after-life.
This thought so emboldened Maimonides that he opened his door and entered his room. But he
stood again as if pierced through the body by that strange red light, like no light of God, which glowed
so tiny and yet was so fierce and strong. ‘Fierce and strong! Fierce and strong!’ he kept muttering to
himself as he paced back and forth in his room. ‘Fierce and strong! ’ His servant thought he was
praying, and she dared not bring his food to the door. ‘Fierce and strong!’ - he paced back and forth.
And he himself thought he was praying. He was so used to praying the ritual prayers as he paced in his
room, that now he thought he was praying to the one and only God. But in fact, all he was saying was
‘Fierce and strong! Fierce and strong! ’
At last he sank down in exhaustion, and then his woman tapped at his door and set down the tray.
But he told her to take the tray away, he would not eat in his room, but would come downstairs. For he
could not eat in the presence of that little red glow.
So he made his ablutions and went downstairs and ate. And he slept in the guest-room, for he could
not sleep in the presence of the little red glow. Indeed he could not sleep at all, but lay and groaned in
spirit, thinking of that little red light which alone of all light was not the light of God. And he knew it
would grow and grow, and be a man, most splendid, a man who would never die. And all the people
would think: What is the most wonderful of all things, seen or unseen? — And there would come the
(Unfinished )