I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
Why, so can I, or so can any man;
But will they come when you do call for them?
—— From Henry IV, Part One, Act iii, Scene 1
From Casanova’s Chinese Restaurant
…the two of them made some mutual arrangement. Then they smiled at each other, again without any sense of surprise or excitement, as if long on famiiar terms, and the waitress retired from the table. Barnby handed the stump of pencil back to Maclintick. We vacated the restaurant.
‘Like Glendower, Barnby,’ said Maclintick, ‘you can call spirits from the vasty deep. With Hotspur, I ask you, will they come?’
‘That’s to be seen,’ said Barnby. ‘By the way, what is her name? I forgot to ask.’
— Anthony Powell
Glendower Calls the Spirits
The world we touch and smell and taste,
The world we hear and see
Pays homage to the vasty deep
In which it soon will be,
But giving memory its due
(Which is to say: a lot),
The things we touch, smell, taste and hear
And see are all it’s not.