While not exactly a masterpiece, Huxley's "After Many a Summer . . ." is a brilliant literary high-wire act, combining all his usual predilections: Vedanta-inspired philosophical dialogues, poetic digressions, a smattering of ingenious erotica, and a great deal of vitriol to pour over the heads of the materialists, nihilists, and profiteers of the modern age. Among Huxley's most clever inventions in this work must be counted the apocryphal musings of a rakish Earl of the late Enlightenment, whose quest for immortality gives the novel occasion for its final, bleak estimate of human desire-- these exercises in the 18th Century aphorism are both a wonderful evocation of that sensual, godless era and a comic counterpoint to the heroic transcendentalism of the novel's great sage, Propter.