Leda
by Aldous Huxley
In Lady Aldous, Huxley returns to an old, smooth, mythological world blessed by thousands of poets. Throughout this verse, he occasionally praises the ugly truth, but at home he describes Leda with her servants bathing in Eurotas, her radiant body, and her clear deep puddles! The modern horror of a very perfect world allows Jove to live longer and more playfully than his predecessors would have done when he rushes to the Olympic couch, is tormented by his determination, and sends a projector of his shining eye wandering down the ground below in search of an object worthy of his divine lust.
