Jonathan Swift: born in
on Dublin 30 November 1667 with Sun in Sagittarius, Moon in Libra
and Ascendant in Aquarius (9.7.11), and Neptiune Instrument ( Neptune conjunct Ascendant)
Swift is best known for his Gulliver’s Travels, the account of a multi-dimensional voyage into other realms, originally titled Travels into Several Remote Nations of the World.
A less known work is A Tale of a Tub, which is the story of three sons - representing a trinity of Catholic, Protestant and Dissenter – who misread the text of their father’s last will (Bible) so as to in order to sabotage the original purpose of a coat (religion) left to them by their father (God). The story is repeatedly interrupted by the Hack, the alleged author of the story itself.
Swift also coined the term Yahoo, which appears repeatedly in Gulliver’s Travels to indicate a degraded human being.
A major feature in Swift’s works is the relevant attention given to excrements, compost and whatever is filthy or degraded. In Gulliver's Travels,
Swift offer regular details of evacuation practices in Lilliput and Brobdingnag, while in Lagado a member of the Academy claims to detect a man's involvement in plots against the government by examining the physical properties of his excrement:
"[b]ecause Men are never so serious, thoughtful, and intent, as when they are at Stool." Swift also wrote a large series of excremental poems, such as "Strephon and Chloe".
This is a couple forced on their nuptial night by the richness of the wedding to relieve themselves, bringing the purity of romantic love down to physiological reality:
O Strephon, e'er that fatal dayWhen Chloe stole your Heart away,Had you but through a Cranny spy'dOn House of Ease your future Bride,In all the Postures of her Face,Which Nature gives in such a Case;Distortions, Groanings, Strainings, Heavings:'Twere better you had lickt her Leavings,Than from Experience find too lateYour Goddess grown a filthy Mate.
In the poem “Cassinus and Peter”, Cassinus, passionately in love with Caelia, is unable to restrain his ardent curiosity and sneaks into Caelia's bedroom. He is cast into a black melancholy upon finding her chamber-pot. No longer interested in life after having unveiled "Caelia's foul Disgrace," he explains to a friend (Peter) his emotional dismay and descent “from deification to defecation,” by saying:
And yet, I dare confide in you; So, take my Secret, and adieu. Nor wonder how I lost my wits;
Oh! Caelia, Caelia, Caelia shits.
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