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USES OF GREAT MEN. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0002"> II. PLATO; OR, THE PHILOSOPHER. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0003"> III. SWEDENBORG; OR, THE MYSTIC. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0004"> IV. MONTAIGNE; OR, THE SKEPTIC. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0005"> V. SHAKSPEARE; OR, THE POET. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0006"> VI. NAPOLEON; OR, THE MAN OF THE WORLD. </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0007"> VII. GOETHE; OR, THE WRITER </a> + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + I. USES OF GREAT MEN. + </h2> + <p> + It is natural to believe in great men. If the companions of our childhood + should turn out to be heroes, and their condition regal, it would not + surprise us. All mythology opens with demigods, and the circumstance is + high and poetic; that is, their genius is paramount. In the legends of the + Gautama, the first men ate the earth, and found it deliciously sweet. + </p> + <p> + Nature seems to exist for the excellent. The world is upheld by the + veracity of good men: they make the earth wholesome. They who lived with + them found life glad and nutritious. Life is sweet and tolerable only in + our belief in such society; and actually, or ideally, we manage to live + with superiors. We call our children and our lands by their names. Their + names are wrought into the verbs of language, their works and effigies are + in our houses, and every circumstance of the day recalls an anecdote of + them. + </p> + <p> + The search after the great is the dream of youth, and the most serious + occupation of manhood. We travel into foreign parts to find his works,—if + possible, to get a glimpse of him. But we are put off with fortune + instead. You say, the English are practical; the Germans are hospitable; + in Valencia, the climate is delicious; and in the hills of Sacramento + there is gold for the gathering. Yes, but I do not travel to find + comfortable, rich, and hospitable people, or clear sky, or ingots that + cost too much. But if there were any magnet that would point to the + countries and houses where are the persons who are intrinsically rich and + powerful, I would sell all, and buy it, and put myself on the road to-day. + </p> + <p> + The race goes with us on their credit. The knowledge, that in the city is + a man who invented the railroad, raises the credit of all the citizens. + But enormous populations, if they be beggars, are disgusting, like moving + cheese, like hills of ants, or of fleas—the more, the worse. + </p> + <p> + Our religion is the love and cherishing of these patrons. The gods of + fable are the shining moments of great men. We run all our vessels into + one mould. Our colossal theologies of Judaism, Christism, Buddhism, + Mahometism, are the necessary and structural action of the human mind. The + student of history is like a man going into a warehouse to buy cloths or + carpets. He fancies he has a new article. If he go to the factory, he + shall find that his new stuff still repeats the scrolls and rosettes which + are found on the interior walls of the pyramids of Thebes. Our theism is + the purification of the human mind. Man can paint, or make, or think + nothing but man. He believes that the great material elements had their + origin from his thought. And our philosophy finds one essence collected or + distributed. + </p> + <p> + If now we proceed to inquire into the kinds of service we derive from + others, let us be warned of the danger of modern studies, and begin low + enough. We must not contend against love, or deny the substantial + existence of other people. I know not what would happen to us. We have + social strengths. Our affection toward others creates a sort of vantage or + purchase which nothing will supply. I can do that by another which I + cannot do alone. I can say to you what I cannot first say to myself. Other + men are lenses through which we read our own minds. Each man seeks those + of different quality from his own, and such as are good of their kind; + that is, he seeks other men, and the otherest. The stronger the nature, + the more it is reactive. Let us have the quality pure. A little genius let + us leave alone. A main difference betwixt men is, whether they attend + their own affair or not. Man is that noble endogenous plant which grows, + like the palm, from within, outward. His own affair, though impossible to + others, he can open with celerity and in sport. It is easy to sugar to be + sweet, and to nitre to be salt. We take a great deal of pains to waylay + and entrap that which of itself will fall into our hands. I count him a + great man who inhabits a higher sphere of thought, into which other men + rise with labor and difficulty; he has but to open his eyes to see things + in a true light, and in large relations; whilst they must make painful + corrections, and keep a vigilant eye on many sources of error. His service + to us is of like sort. It costs a beautiful person no exertion to paint + her image on our eyes; yet how splendid is that benefit! It costs no more + for a wise soul to convey his quality to other men. And every one can do + his best thing easiest—“<i>Peu de moyens, beaucoup d’effet.</i>” + He is great who is what he is from nature, and who never reminds us of + others. + </p> + <p> + But he must be related to us, and our life receive from him some promise + of explanation. I cannot tell what I would know; but I have observed there + are persons, who, in their character and actions, answer questions which I + have not skill to put. One man answers some questions which none of his + contemporaries put, and is isolated. The past and passing religions and + philosophies answer some other question. Certain men affect us as rich + possibilities, but helpless to themselves and to their times,—the + sport, perhaps, of some instinct that rules in the air;—they do not + speak to our want. But the great are near: we know them at sight. They + satisfy expectation, and fall into place. What is good is effective, + generative; makes for itself room, food, and allies. A sound apple + produces seed,—a hybrid does not. Is a man in his place, he is + constructive, fertile, magnetic, inundating armies with his purpose, which + is thus executed. The river makes its own shores, and each legitimate idea + makes its own channels and welcome,—harvest for food, institutions + for expression, weapons to fight with, and disciples to explain it. The + true artist has the planet for his pedestal; the adventurer, after years + of strife, has nothing broader than his own shoes. + </p> + <p> + Our common discourse respects two kinds of use of service from superior + men. Direct giving is agreeable to the early belief of men; direct giving + of material or metaphysical aid, as of health, eternal youth, fine senses, + arts of healing, magical power, and prophecy. The boy believes there is a + teacher who can sell him wisdom. Churches believe in imputed merit. But, + in strictness, we are not much cognizant of direct serving. Man is + endogenous, and education is his unfolding. The aid we have from others is + mechanical, compared with the discoveries of nature in us. What is thus + learned is delightful in the doing, and the effect remains. Right ethics + are central, and go from the soul outward. Gift is contrary to the law of + the universe. Serving others is serving us. I must absolve me to myself. + “Mind thy affair,” says the spirit:—“coxcomb, + would you meddle with the skies, or with other people?” Indirect + service is left. Men have a pictorial or representative quality, and serve + us in the intellect. Behmen and Swedenborg saw that things were + representative. Men are also representative; first, of things, and + secondly, of ideas. + </p> + <p> + As plants convert the minerals into food for animals, so each man converts + some raw material in nature to human use. The inventors of fire, + electricity, magnetism, iron; lead, glass, linen, silk, cotton; the makers + of tools; the inventor of decimal notation; the geometer; the engineer; + musician,—severally make an easy way for all, through unknown and + impossible confusions. Each man is, by secret liking, connected with some + district of nature, whose agent and interpreter he is, as Linnaeus, of + plants; Huber, of bees; Fries, of lichens; Van Mons, of pears; Dalton, of + atomic forms; Euclid, of lines; Newton, of fluxions. + </p> + <p> + A man is a center for nature, running out threads of relation through + everything, fluid and solid, material and elemental. The earth rolls; + every clod and stone comes to the meridian; so every organ, function, + acid, crystal, grain of dust, has its relation to the brain. It waits + long, but its turn comes. Each plant has its parasite, and each created + thing its lover and poet. Justice has already been done to steam, to iron, + to wood, to coal, to loadstone, to iodine, to corn, and cotton; but how + few materials are yet used by our arts! The mass of creatures and of + qualities are still hid and expectant. It would seem as if each waited, + like the enchanted princess in fairy tales, for a destined human + deliverer. Each must be disenchanted, and walk forth to the day in human + shape. In the history of discovery, the ripe and latent truth seems to + have fashioned a brain for itself. A magnet must be made man, in some + Gilbert, or Swedenborg, or Oersted, before the general mind can come to + entertain its powers. + </p> + <p> + If we limit ourselves to the first advantages;—a sober grace adheres + to the mineral and botanic kingdoms, which, in the highest moments, comes + up as the charm of nature,—the glitter of the spar, the sureness of + affinity, the veracity of angles. Light and darkness, heat and cold, + hunger and food, sweet and sour, solid, liquid, and gas, circle us round + in a wreath of pleasures, and, by their agreeable quarrel, beguile the day + of life. The eye repeats every day the finest eulogy on things—“He + saw that they were good.” We know where to find them; and these + performers are relished all the more, after a little experience of the + pretending races. We are entitled, also, to higher advantages. Something + is wanting to science, until it has been humanized. The table of + logarithms is one thing, and its vital play, in botany, music, optics, and + architecture, another. There are advancements to numbers, anatomy, + architecture, astronomy, little suspected at first, when, by union with + intellect and will, they ascend into the life, and re-appear in + conversation, character and politics. + </p> + <p> + But this comes later. We speak now only of our acquaintance with them in + their own sphere, and the way in which they seem to fascinate and draw to + them some genius who occupies himself with one thing, all his life long. + The possibility of interpretation lies in the identity of the observer + with the observed. Each material thing has its celestial side; has its + translation, through humanity, into the spiritual and necessary sphere, + where it plays a part as indestructible as any other. And to these, their + ends, all things continually ascend. The gases gather to the solid + firmament; the chemic lump arrives at the plant, and grows; arrives at the + quadruped, and walks; arrives at the man, and thinks. But also the + constituency determines the vote of the representative. He is not only + representative, but participant. Like can only be known by like. The + reason why he knows about them is, that he is of them; he has just come + out of nature, or from being a part of that thing. Animated chlorine knows + of chlorine, and incarnate zinc, of zinc. Their quality makes this career; + and he can variously publish their virtues, because they compose him. Man, + made of the dust of the world, does not forget his origin; and all that is + yet inanimate will one day speak and reason. Unpublished nature will have + its whole secret told. Shall we say that quartz mountains will pulverize + into innumerable Werners, Von Buchs, and Beaumonts; and the laboratory of + the atmosphere holds in solution I know not what Berzeliuses and Davys? + </p> + <p> + Thus, we sit by the fire, and take hold on the poles of the earth. This + quasi omnipresence supplies the imbecility of our condition. In one of + those celestial days, when heaven and earth meet and adorn each other, it + seems a poverty that we can only spend it once; we wish for a thousand + heads, a thousand bodies, that we might celebrate its immense beauty in + many ways and places. Is this fancy? Well, in good faith, we are + multiplied by our proxies. How easily we adopt their labors! Every ship + that comes to America got its chart from Columbus. Every novel is debtor + to Homer. Every carpenter who shaves with a foreplane borrows the genius + of a forgotten inventor. Life is girt all around with a zodiac of + sciences, the contributions of men who have perished to add their point of + light to our sky. Engineer, broker, jurist, physician, moralist, + theologian, and every man, inasmuch as he has any science, is a definer + and map-maker of the latitudes and longitudes of our condition. These + road-makers on every hand enrich us. We must extend the area of life, and + multiply our relations. We are as much gainers by finding a new property + in the old earth, as by acquiring a new planet. + </p> + <p> + We are too passive in the reception of these material or semi-material + aids. We must not be sacks and stomachs. To ascend one step,—we are + better served through our sympathy. Activity is contagious. Looking where + others look, and conversing with the same things, we catch the charm which + lured them. Napoleon said, “you must not fight too often with one + enemy, or you will teach him all your art of war.” Talk much with + any man of vigorous mind, and we acquire very fast the habit of looking at + things in the same light, and, on each occurrence, we anticipate his + thought. + </p> + <p> + Men are helpful through the intellect and the affections. Other help, I + find a false appearance. If you affect to give me bread and fire, I + perceive that I pay for it the full price, and at last it leaves me as it + found me, neither better nor worse: but all mental and moral force is a + positive good. It goes out from you whether you will or not, and profits + me whom you never thought of. I cannot even hear of personal vigor of any + kind, great power of performance, without fresh resolution. We are emulous + of all that man can do. Cecil’s saying of Sir Walter Raleigh, + “I know that he can toil terribly,” is an electric touch. So + are Clarendon’s portraits,—of Hampden; “who was of an + industry and vigilance not to be tired out or wearied by the most + laborious, and of parts not to be imposed on by the most subtle and sharp, + and of a personal courage equal to his best parts”—of + Falkland; “who was so severe an adorer of truth, that he could as + easily have given himself leave to steal, as to dissemble.” We + cannot read Plutarch, without a tingling of the blood; and I accept the + saying of the Chinese Mencius: “As age is the instructor of a + hundred ages. When the manners of Loo are heard of, the stupid become + intelligent, and the wavering, determined.” + </p> + <p> + This is the moral of biography; yet it is hard for departed men to touch + the quick like our own companions, whose names may not last as long. What + is he whom I never think of? whilst in every solitude are those who succor + our genius, and stimulate us in wonderful manners. There is a power in + love to divine another’s destiny better than that other can, and by + heroic encouragements, hold him to his task. What has friendship so + signaled as its sublime attraction to whatever virtue is in us? We will + never more think cheaply of ourselves, or of life. We are piqued to some + purpose, and the industry of the diggers on the railroad will not again + shame us. + </p> + <p> + Under this head, too, falls that homage, very pure, as I think, which all + ranks pay to the hero of the day, from Coriolanus and Gracchus, down to + Pitt, Lafayette, Wellington, Webster, Lamartine. Hear the shouts in the + street! The people cannot see him enough. They delight in a man. Here is a + head and a trunk! What a front! What eyes! Atlantean shoulders, and the + whole carriage heroic, with equal inward force to guide the great machine! + This pleasure of full expression to that which, in their private + experience, is usually cramped and obstructed, runs, also, much higher, + and is the secret of the reader’s joy in literary genius. Nothing is + kept back. There is fire enough to fuse the mountain of ore. Shakspeare’s + principal merit may be conveyed, in saying that he, of all men, best + understands the English language, and can say what he will. Yet these + unchoked channels and floodgates of expression are only health or + fortunate constitution. Shakspeare’s name suggests other and purely + intellectual benefits. + </p> + <p> + Senates and sovereigns have no compliment, with their medals, swords, and + armorial coats, like the addressing to a human being thoughts out of a + certain height, and presupposing his intelligence. This honor, which is + possible in personal intercourse scarcely twice in a lifetime, genius + perpetually pays; contented, if now and then, in a century, the proffer is + accepted. The indicators of the values of matter are degraded to a sort of + cooks and confectioners, on the appearance of the indicators of ideas. + Genius is the naturalist or geographer of the supersensible regions, and + draws on their map; and, by acquainting us with new fields of activity, + cools our affection for the old. These are at once accepted as the + reality, of which the world we have conversed with is the show. + </p> + <p> + We go to the gymnasium and the swimming-school to see the power and beauty + of the body; there is the like pleasure, and a higher benefit, from + witnessing intellectual feats of all kinds; as, feats of memory, of + mathematical combination, great power of abstraction, the transmutings of + the imagination, even versatility, and concentration, as these acts expose + the invisible organs and members of the mind, which respond, member for + member, to the parts of the body. For, we thus enter a new gymnasium, and + learn to choose men by their truest marks, taught, with Plato, “to + choose those who can, without aid from the eyes, or any other sense, + proceed to truth and to being.” Foremost among these activities, are + the summersaults, spells, and resurrections, wrought by the imagination. + When this wakes, a man seems to multiply ten times or a thousand times his + force. It opens the delicious sense of indeterminate size, and inspires an + audacious mental habit. We are as elastic as the gas of gunpowder, and a + sentence in a book, or a word dropped in conversation, sets free our + fancy, and instantly our heads are bathed with galaxies, and our feet + tread the floor of the Pit. And this benefit is real, because we are + entitled to these enlargements, and, once having passed the bounds, shall + never again be quite the miserable pedants we were. + </p> + <p> + The high functions of the intellect are so allied, that some imaginative + power usually appears in all eminent minds, even in arithmeticians of the + first class, but especially in meditative men of an intuitive habit of + thought. This class serve us, so that they have the perception of identity + and the perception of reaction. The eyes of Plato, Shakespeare, + Swedenborg, Goethe, never shut on either of these laws. The perception of + these laws is a kind of metre of the mind. Little minds are little, + through failure to see them. + </p> + <p> + Even these feasts have their surfeit. Our delight in reason degenerates + into idolatry of the herald. Especially when a mind of powerful method has + instructed men, we find the examples of oppression. The dominion of + Aristotle, the Ptolemaic astronomy, the credit of Luther, of Bacon, of + Locke,—in religion the history of hierarchies, of saints, and the + sects which have taken the name of each founder, are in point. Alas! every + man is such a victim. The imbecility of men is always inviting the + impudence of power. It is the delight of vulgar talent to dazzle and to + bind the beholder. But true genius seeks to defend us from itself. True + genius will not impoverish, but will liberate, and add new senses. If a + wise man should appear in our village, he would create, in those who + conversed with him, a new consciousness of wealth, by opening their eyes + to unobserved advantages; he would establish a sense of immovable + equality, calm us with assurances that we could not be cheated; as every + one would discern the checks and guaranties of condition. The rich would + see their mistakes and poverty, the poor their escapes and their + resources. + </p> + <p> + But nature brings all this about in due time. Rotation is her remedy. The + soul is impatient of masters, and eager for change. Housekeepers say of a + domestic who has been valuable, “She has lived with me long enough.” + We are tendencies, or rather, symptoms, and none of us complete. We touch + and go, and sip the foam of many lives. Rotation is the law of nature. + When nature removes a great man, people explore the horizon for a + successor; but none comes and none will. His class is extinguished with + him. In some other and quite different field, the next man will appear; + not Jefferson, nor Franklin, but now a great salesman; then a + road-contractor; then a student of fishes; then a buffalo-hunting + explorer, or a semi-savage western general. Thus we make a stand against + our rougher masters; but against the best there is a finer remedy. The + power which they communicate is not theirs. When we are exalted by ideas, + we do not owe this to Plato, but to the idea, to which, also, Plato was + debtor. + </p> + <p> + I must not forget that we have a special debt to a single class. Life is a + scale of degrees. Between rank and rank of our great men are wide + intervals. Mankind have, in all ages, attached themselves to a few + persons, who, either by the quality of that idea they embodied, or by the + largeness of their reception, were entitled to the position of leaders and + law-givers. These teach us the qualities of primary nature,—admit us + to the constitution of things. We swim, day by day, on a river of + delusions, and are effectually amused with houses and towns in the air, of + which the men about us are dupes. But life is a sincerity. In lucid + intervals we say, “Let there be an entrance opened for me into + realities; I have worn the fool’s cap too long.” We will know + the meaning of our economies and politics. Give us the cipher, and, if + persons and things are scores of a celestial music, let us read off the + strains. We have been cheated of our reason; yet there have been sane men, + who enjoyed a rich and related existence. What they know, they know for + us. With each new mind, a new secret of nature transpires; nor can the + Bible be closed, until the last great man is born. These men correct the + delirium of the animal spirits, make us considerate, and engage us to new + aims and powers. The veneration of mankind selects these for the highest + place. Witness the multitude of statues, pictures, and memorials which + recall their genius in every city, village, house, and ship:— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “Ever their phantoms arise before us. + Our loftier brothers, but one in blood; + At bed and table they lord it o’er us, + With looks of beauty, and words of good.” + </pre> + <p> + How to illustrate the distinctive benefit of ideas, the service rendered + by those who introduce moral truths into the general mind?—I am + plagued, in all my living, with a perpetual tariff of prices. If I work in + my garden, and prune an apple-tree, I am well enough entertained, and + could continue indefinitely in the like occupation. But it comes to mind + that a day is gone, and I have got this precious nothing done. I go to + Boston or New York, and run up and down on my affairs: they are sped, but + so is the day. I am vexed by the recollection of this price I have paid + for a trifling advantage. I remember the <i>peau d’ane</i>, on which + whoso sat should have his desire, but a piece of the skin was gone for + every wish. I go to a convention of philanthropists. Do what I can, I + cannot keep my eyes off the clock. But if there should appear in the + company some gentle soul who knows little of persons or parties, of + Carolina or Cuba, but who announces a law that disposes these particulars, + and so certifies me of the equity which checkmates every false player, + bankrupts every self-seeker, and apprises me of my independence on any + conditions of country, or time, or human body, that man liberates me; I + forget the clock. + </p> + <p> + I pass out of the sore relation to persons. I am healed of my hurts. I am + made immortal by apprehending my possession of incorruptible goods. Here + is great competition of rich and poor. We live in a market, where is only + so much wheat, or wool, or land; and if I have so much more, every other + must have so much less. I seem to have no good, without breach of good + manners. Nobody is glad in the gladness of another, and our system is one + of war, of an injurious superiority. Every child of the Saxon race is + educated to wish to be first. It is our system; and a man comes to measure + his greatness by the regrets, envies, and hatreds of his competitors. But + in these new fields there is room: here are no self-esteems, no + exclusions. + </p> + <p> + I admire great men of all classes, those who stand for facts, and for + thoughts; I like rough and smooth “Scourges of God,” and + “Darlings of the human race.” I like the first Caesar; and + Charles V., of Spain; and Charles XII., of Sweden; Richard Plantagenet; + and Bonaparte, in France. I applaud a sufficient man, an officer, equal to + his office; captains, ministers, senators. I like a master standing firm + on legs of iron, well-born, rich, handsome, eloquent, loaded with + advantages, drawing all men by fascination into tributaries and supporters + of his power. Sword and staff, or talents sword-like or staff-like, carry + on the work of the world. But I find him greater, when he can abolish + himself, and all heroes, by letting in this element of reason, + irrespective of persons; this subtilizer, and irresistible upward force, + into our thought, destroying individualism; the power so great, that the + potentate is nothing. Then he is a monarch, who gives a constitution to + his people; a pontiff, who preaches the equality of souls, and releases + his servants from their barbarous homages; an emperor, who can spare his + empire. + </p> + <p> + But I intended to specify, with a little minuteness, two or three points + of service. Nature never spares the opium or nepenthe; but wherever she + mars her creature with some deformity or defect, lays her poppies + plentifully on the bruise, and the sufferer goes joyfully through life, + ignorant of the ruin, and incapable of seeing it, though all the world + point their finger at it every day. The worthless and offensive members of + society, whose existence is a social pest, invariably think themselves the + most ill-used people alive, and never get over their astonishment at the + ingratitude and selfishness of their contemporaries. Our globe discovers + its hidden virtues, not only in heroes and archangels, but in gossips and + nurses. Is it not a rare contrivance that lodged the due inertia in every + creature, the conserving, resisting energy, the anger at being waked or + changed? Altogether independent of the intellectual force in each, is the + pride of opinion, the security that we are right. Not the feeblest + grandame, not a mowing idiot, but uses what spark of perception and + faculty is left, to chuckle and triumph in his or her opinion over the + absurdities of all the rest. Difference from me is the measure of + absurdity. Not one has a misgiving of being wrong. Was it not a bright + thought that made things cohere with this bitumen, fastest of cements? + But, in the midst of this chuckle of self-gratulation, some figure goes + by, which Thersites too can love and admire. This is he that should + marshal us the way we were going. There is no end to his aid. Without + Plato, we should almost lose our faith in the possibility of a reasonable + book. We seem to want but one, but we want one. We love to associate with + heroic persons, since our receptivity is unlimited; and, with the great, + our thoughts and manners easily become great. We are all wise in capacity, + though so few in energy. There needs but one wise man in a company, and + all are wise, so rapid is the contagion. + </p> + <p> + Great men are thus a collyrium to clear our eyes from egotism, and enable + us to see other people and their works. But there are vices and follies + incident to whole populations and ages. Men resemble their contemporaries, + even more than their progenitors. It is observed in old couples, or in + persons who have been housemates for a course of years, that they grow + alike; and, if they should live long enough, we should not be able to know + them apart. Nature abhors these complaisances, which threaten to melt the + world into a lump, and hastens to break up such maudlin agglutinations. + The like assimilation goes on between men of one town, of one sect, of one + political party; and the ideas of the time are in the air, and infect all + who breathe it. Viewed from any high point, the city of New York, yonder + city of London, the western civilization, would seem a bundle of + insanities. We keep each other in countenance, and exasperate by emulation + the frenzy of the time. The shield against the stingings of conscience, is + the universal practice, or our contemporaries. Again; it is very easy to + be as wise and good as your companions. We learn of our contemporaries, + what they know, without effort, and almost through the pores of the skin. + We catch it by sympathy, or, as a wife arrives at the intellectual and + moral elevations of her husband. But we stop where they stop. Very hardly + can we take another step. The great, or such as hold of nature, and + transcend fashions, by their fidelity to universal ideas, are saviors from + these federal errors, and defend us from our contemporaries. They are the + exceptions which we want, where all grows alike. A foreign greatness is + the antidote for cabalism. + </p> + <p> + Thus we feed on genius, and refresh ourselves from too much conversation + with our mates, and exult in the depth of nature in that direction in + which he leads us. What indemnification is one great man for populations + of pigmies! Every mother wishes one son a genius, though all the rest + should be mediocre. But a new danger appears in the excess of influence of + the great man. His attractions warp us from our place. We have become + underlings and intellectual suicides. Ah! yonder in the horizon is our + help:—other great men, new qualities, counterweights and checks on + each other. We cloy of the honey of each peculiar greatness. Every hero + becomes a bore at last. Perhaps Voltaire was not bad-hearted, yet he said + of the good Jesus, even, “I pray you, let me never hear that man’s + name again.” They cry up the virtues of George Washington,—“Damn + George Washington!” is the poor Jacobin’s whole speech and + confutation. But it is human nature’s indispensable defense. The + centripetence augments the centrifugence. We balance one man with his + opposite, and the health of the state depends on the see-saw. + </p> + <p> + There is, however, a speedy limit to the use of heroes. Every genius is + defended from approach by quantities of availableness. They are very + attractive, and seem at a distance our own: but we are hindered on all + sides from approach. The more we are drawn, the more we are repelled. + There is something not solid in the good that is done for us. The best + discovery the discoverer makes for himself. It has something unreal for + his companion, until he too has substantiated it. It seems as if the Deity + dressed each soul which he sends into nature in certain virtues and powers + not communicable to other men, and, sending it to perform one more turn + through the circle of beings, wrote “Not transferable,” and + “Good for this trip only,” on these garments of the soul. + There is somewhat deceptive about the intercourse of minds. The boundaries + are invisible, but they are never crossed. There is such good will to + impart, and such good will to receive, that each threatens to become the + other; but the law of individuality collects its secret strength: you are + you, and I am I, and so we remain. + </p> + <p> + For Nature wishes every thing to remain itself; and, whilst every + individual strives to grow and exclude, and to exclude and grow, to the + extremities of the universe, and to impose the law of its being on every + other creature, Nature steadily aims to protect each against every other. + Each is self-defended. Nothing is more marked than the power by which + individuals are guarded from individuals, in a world where every + benefactor becomes so easily a malefactor, only by continuation of his + activity into places where it is not due; where children seem so much at + the mercy of their foolish parents, and where almost all men are too + social and interfering. We rightly speak of the guardian angels of + children. How superior in their security from infusions of evil persons, + from vulgarity and second thought! They shed their own abundant beauty on + the objects they behold. Therefore, they are not at the mercy of such poor + educators as we adults. If we huff and chide them, they soon come not to + mind it, and get a self-reliance; and if we indulge them to folly, they + learn the limitation elsewhere. + </p> + <p> + We need not fear excessive influence. A more generous trust is permitted. + Serve the great. Stick at no humiliation. Grudge no office thou canst + render. Be the limb of their body, the breath of their mouth. Compromise + thy egotism. Who cares for that, so thou gain aught wider and nobler? + Never mind the taunt of Boswellism: the devotion may easily be greater + than the wretched pride which is guarding its own skirts. Be another: not + thyself, but a Platonist; not a soul, but a Christian; not a naturalist, + but a Cartesian; not a poet, but a Shakspearian. In vain, the wheels of + tendency will not stop, nor will all the forces of inertia, fear, or love + itself, hold thee there. On, and forever onward! The microscope observes a + monad or wheel-insect among the infusories circulating in water. + Presently, a dot appears on the animal, which enlarges to a slit, and it + becomes two perfect animals. The ever-proceeding detachment appears not + less in all thought, and in society. Children think they cannot live + without their parents. But, long before they are aware of it, the black + dot has appeared, and the detachment taken place. Any accident will now + reveal to them their independence. + </p> + <p> + But great men:—the word is injurious. Is there caste? is there fate? + What becomes of the promise to virtue? The thoughtful youth laments the + superfoetation of nature. “Generous and handsome,” he says, + “is your hero; but look at yonder poor Paddy, whose country is his + wheelbarrow; look at his whole nation of Paddies.” Why are the + masses, from the dawn of history down, food for knives and powder? The + idea dignifies a few leaders, who have sentiment, opinion, love, + self-devotion; and they make war and death sacred;—but what for the + wretches whom they hire and kill? The cheapness of man is every day’s + tragedy. It is as real a loss that others should be low, as that we should + be low; for we must have society. + </p> + <p> + Is it a reply to these suggestions, to say, society is a Pestalozzian + school; all are teachers and pupils in turn. We are equally served by + receiving and by imparting. Men who know the same things, are not long the + best company for each other. But bring to each an intelligent person of + another experience, and it is as if you let off water from a lake, by + cutting a lower basin. It seems a mechanical advantage, and great benefit + it is to each speaker, as he can now paint out his thought to himself. We + pass very fast, in our personal moods, from dignity to dependence. And if + any appear never to assume the chair, but always to stand and serve, it is + because we do not see the company in a sufficiently long period for the + whole rotation of parts to come about. As to what we call the masses, and + common men;—there are no common men. All men are at last of a size; + and true art is only possible, on the conviction that every talent has its + apotheosis somewhere. Fair play, and an open field, and freshest laurels + to all who have won them! But heaven reserves an equal scope for every + creature. Each is uneasy until he has produced his private ray unto the + concave sphere, and beheld his talent also in its last nobility and + exaltation. + </p> + <p> + The heroes of the hour are relatively great: of a faster growth; or they + are such, in whom, at the moment of success, a quality is ripe which is + then in request. Other days will demand other qualities. Some rays escape + the common observer, and want a finely adapted eye. Ask the great man if + there be none greater. His companions are; and not the less great, but the + more, that society cannot see them. Nature never sends a great man into + the planet, without confiding the secret to another soul. + </p> + <p> + One gracious fact emerges from these studies,—that there is true + ascension in our love. The reputations of the nineteenth century will one + day be quoted to prove its barbarism. The genius of humanity is the real + subject whose biography is written in our annals. We must infer much, and + supply many chasms in the record. The history of the universe is + symptomatic, and life is mnemonical. No man, in all the procession of + famous men, is reason or illumination, or that essence we were looking + for; but is an exhibition, in some quarter, of new possibilities. Could we + one day complete the immense figure which these flagrant points compose! + The study of many individuals leads us to an elemental region wherein the + individual is lost, or wherein all touch by their summits. Thought and + feeling, that break out there, cannot be impounded by any fence of + personality. This is the key to the power of the greatest men,—their + spirit diffuses itself. A new quality of mind travels by night and by day, + in concentric circles from its origin, and publishes itself by unknown + methods: the union of all minds appears intimate: what gets admission to + one, cannot be kept out of any other: the smallest acquisition of truth or + of energy, in any quarter, is so much good to the commonwealth of souls. + If the disparities of talent and position vanish, when the individuals are + seen in the duration which is necessary to complete the career of each; + even more swiftly the seeming injustice disappears, when we ascend to the + central identity of all the individuals, and know that they are made of + the same substance which ordaineth and doeth. + </p> + <p> + The genius of humanity is the right point of view of history. The + qualities abide; the men who exhibit them have now more, now less, and + pass away; the qualities remain on another brow. No experience is more + familiar. Once you saw phoenixes: they are gone; the world is not + therefore disenchanted. The vessels on which you read sacred emblems turn + out to be common pottery; but the sense of the pictures is sacred, and you + may still read them transferred to the walls of the world. For a time, our + teachers serve us personally, as metres or milestones of progress. Once + they were angels of knowledge, and their figures touched the sky. Then we + drew near, saw their means, culture, and limits; and they yielded their + places to other geniuses. Happy, if a few names remain so high, that we + have not been able to read them nearer, and age and comparison have not + robbed them of a ray. But, at last, we shall cease to look in men for + completeness, and shall content ourselves with their social and delegated + quality. All that respects the individual is temporary and prospective, + like the individual himself, who is ascending out of his limits, into a + catholic existence. We have never come at the true and best benefit of any + genius, so long as we believe him an original force. In the moment when he + ceases to help us as a cause, he begins to help us move as an effect. Then + he appears as an exponent of a vaster mind and will. The opaque self + becomes transparent with the light of the First Cause. + </p> + <p> + Yet, within the limits of human education and agency, we may say, great + men exist that there may be greater men. The destiny of organized nature + is amelioration, and who can tell its limits? It is for man to tame the + chaos; on every side, whilst he lives, to scatter the seeds of science and + of song, that climate, corn, animals, men, may be milder, and the germs of + love and benefit may be multiplied. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + II. PLATO; OR, THE PHILOSOPHER. + </h2> + <p> + Among books, Plato only is entitled to Omar’s fanatical compliment + to the Koran, when he said, “Burn the libraries; for, their value is + in this book.” These sentences contain the culture of nations; these + are the corner-stone of schools; these are the fountain-head of + literatures. A discipline it is in logic, arithmetic, taste, symmetry, + poetry, language, rhetoric, ontology, morals, or practical wisdom. There + was never such range of speculation. Out of Plato come all things that are + still written and debated among men of thought. Great havoc makes he among + our originalities. We have reached the mountain from which all these drift + bowlders were detached. The Bible of the learned for twenty- two hundred + years, every brisk young man, who says in succession fine things to each + reluctant generation,—Boethius, Rabelais, Erasmus, Bruno, Locke, + Rousseau, Alfieri, Coleridge,—is some reader of Plato, translating + into the vernacular, wittily, his good things. Even the men of grander + proportion suffer some deduction from the misfortune (shall I say?) of + coming after this exhausting generalizer. St. Augustine, Copernicus, + Newton, Behmen, Swedenborg, Goethe, are likewise his debtors, and must say + after him. For it is fair to credit the broadest generalizer with all the + particulars deducible from his thesis. + </p> + <p> + Plato is philosophy, and philosophy, Plato,—at once the glory and + the shame of mankind, since neither Saxon nor Roman have availed to add + any idea to his categories. No wife, no children had he, and the thinkers + of all civilized nations are his posterity, and are tinged with his mind. + How many great men Nature is incessantly sending up out of night, to be + his men,—Platonists! the Alexandrians, a constellation of genius; + the Elizabethans, not less; Sir Thomas More, Henry More, John Hales, John + Smith, Lord Bacon, Jeremy Taylor, Ralph Cudworth, Sydenham, Thomas Taylor; + Marcilius Ficinus, and Picus Mirandola. Calvinism is in his Phaedo: + Christianity is in it. Mahometanism draws all its philosophy, in its + hand-book of morals, the Akhlak-y-Jalaly, from him. Mysticism finds in + Plato all its texts. This citizen of a town in Greece is no villager nor + patriot. An Englishman reads and says, “how English!” a German—“how + Teutonic!” an Italian—“how Roman and how Greek!” + As they say that Helen of Argos had that universal beauty that everybody + felt related to her, so Plato seems, to a reader in New England, an + American genius. His broad humanity transcends all sectional lines. + </p> + <p> + This range of Plato instructs us what to think of the vexed question + concerning his reputed works,—what are genuine, what spurious. It is + singular that wherever we find a man higher, by a whole head, than any of + his contemporaries, it is sure to come into doubt, what are his real + works. Thus, Homer, Plato, Raffaelle, Shakspeare. For these men magnetize + their contemporaries, so that their companions can do for them what they + can never do for themselves; and the great man does thus live in several + bodies; and write, or paint, or act, by many hands; and after some time, + it is not easy to say what is the authentic work of the master, and what + is only of his school. + </p> + <p> + Plato, too, like every great man, consumed his own times. What is a great + man, but one of great affinities, who takes up into himself all arts, + sciences, all knowables, as his food? He can spare nothing; he can dispose + of everything. What is not good for virtue is good for knowledge. Hence + his contemporaries tax him with plagiarism. But the inventor only knows + how to borrow; and society is glad to forget the innumerable laborers who + ministered to this architect, and reserves all its gratitude for him. When + we are praising Plato, it seems we are praising quotations from Solon, and + Sophron, and Philolaus. Be it so. Every book is a quotation; and every + house is a quotation out of all forests, and mines, and stone quarries; + and every man is a quotation from all his ancestors. And this grasping + inventor puts all nations under contribution. + </p> + <p> + Plato absorbed the learning of his times,—Philolaus, Timaeus, + Heraclitus, Parmenides, and what else; then his master, Socrates; and + finding himself still capable of a larger synthesis,—beyond all + example then or since,—he traveled into Italy, to gain what + Pythagoras had for him; then into Egypt, and perhaps still further east, + to import the other element, which Europe wanted, into the European mind. + This breadth entitles him to stand as the representative of philosophy. He + says, in the Republic, “Such a genius as philosophers must of + necessity have, is wont but seldom, in all its parts, to meet in one man; + but its different parts generally spring up in different persons.” + Every man, who would do anything well, must come to it from a higher + ground. A philosopher must be more than a philosopher. Plato is clothed + with the powers of a poet, stands upon the highest place of the poet, and + (though I doubt he wanted the decisive gift of lyric expression) mainly is + not a poet, because he chose to use the poetic gift to an ulterior + purpose. + </p> + <p> + Great geniuses have the shortest biographies. Their cousins can tell you + nothing about them. They lived in their writings, and so their house and + street life was trivial and commonplace. If you would know their tastes + and complexions, the most admiring of their readers most resembles them. + Plato, especially, has no external biography. If he had lover, wife, or + children, we hear nothing of them. He ground them all into paint. As a + good chimney burns its smoke, so a philosopher converts the value of all + his fortunes into his intellectual performances. + </p> + <p> + He was born 430 A. C., about the time of the death of Pericles; was of + patrician connection in his times and city; and is said to have had an + early inclination for war; but in his twentieth year, meeting with + Socrates, was easily dissuaded from this pursuit, and remained for ten + years his scholar, until the death of Socrates. He then went to Megara; + accepted the invitations of Dion and of Dionysius, to the court of Sicily; + and went thither three times, though very capriciously treated. He + traveled into Italy; then into Egypt, where he stayed a long time; some + say three,—some say thirteen years. It is said, he went farther, + into Babylonia: this is uncertain. Returning to Athens, he gave lessons, + in the Academy, to those whom his fame drew thither; and died, as we have + received it, in the act of writing, at eighty-one years. + </p> + <p> + But the biography of Plato is interior. We are to account for the supreme + elevation of this man, in the intellectual history of our race,—how + it happens that, in proportion to the culture of men, they become his + scholars; that, as our Jewish Bible has implanted itself in the table-talk + and household life of every man and woman in the European and American + nations, so the writings of Plato have pre-occupied every school of + learning, every lover of thought, every church, every poet,—making + it impossible to think, on certain levels, except through him. He stands + between the truth and every man’s mind, and has almost impressed + language, and the primary forms of thought, with his name and seal. I am + struck, in reading him, with the extreme modernness of his style and + spirit. Here is the germ of that Europe we know so well, in its long + history of arts and arms; here are all its traits, already discernible in + the mind of Plato,—and in none before him. It has spread itself + since into a hundred histories, but has added no new element. This + perpetual modernness is the measure of merit, in every work of art; since + the author of it was not misled by anything shortlived or local, but abode + by real and abiding traits. How Plato came thus to be Europe, and + philosophy, and almost literature, is the problem for us to solve. + </p> + <p> + This could not have happened, without a sound, sincere, and catholic man, + able to honor, at the same time, the ideal, or laws of the mind, and fate, + or the order of nature. The first period of a nation, as of an individual, + is the period of unconscious strength. Children cry, scream and stamp with + fury, unable to express their desires. As soon as they can speak and tell + their want, and the reason of it, they become gentle. In adult life, + whilst the perceptions are obtuse, men and women talk vehemently and + superlatively, blunder and quarrel; their manners are full of desperation; + their speech is full of oaths. As soon as, with culture, things have + cleared up a little, and they see them no longer in lumps and masses, but + accurately distributed, they desist from that weak vehemence, and explain + their meaning in detail. If the tongue had not been framed for + articulation, man would still be a beast in the forest. The same weakness + and want, on a higher plane, occurs daily in the education of ardent young + men and women. “Ah! you don’t understand me; I have never met + with any one who comprehends me:” and they sigh and weep, write + verses, and walk alone,—fault of power to express their precise + meaning. In a month or two, through the favor of their good genius, they + meet some one so related as to assist their volcanic estate; and, good + communication being once established, they are thenceforward good + citizens. It is ever thus. The progress is to accuracy, to skill, to + truth, from blind force. + </p> + <p> + There is a moment, in the history of every nation, when, proceeding out of + this brute youth, the perceptive powers reach their ripeness, and have not + yet become microscopic: so that man, at that instant, extends across the + entire scale; and, with his feet still planted on the immense forces of + night, converses, by his eyes and brain, with solar and stellar creation. + That is the moment of adult health, the culmination of power. + </p> + <p> + Such is the history of Europe, in all points; and such in philosophy. Its + early records, almost perished, are of the immigrations from Asia, + bringing with them the dreams of barbarians; a confusion of crude notions + of morals, and of natural philosophy, gradually subsiding, through the + partial insight of single teachers. + </p> + <p> + Before Pericles, came the Seven Wise Masters; and we have the beginnings + of geometry, metaphysics, and ethics: then the partialists,—deducing + the origin of things from flux or water, or from air, or from fire, or + from mind. All mix with these causes mythologic pictures. At last, comes + Plato, the distributor, who needs no barbaric paint, or tattoo, or + whooping; for he can define. He leaves with Asia the vast and superlative; + he is the arrival of accuracy and intelligence. “He shall be as a + god to me, who can rightly divide and define.” + </p> + <p> + This defining is philosophy. Philosophy is the account which the human + mind gives to itself of the constitution of the world. Two cardinal facts + lie forever at the base: the one, and the two.—1. Unity, or + Identity; and, 2, Variety. We unite all things, by perceiving the law + which pervades them; by perceiving the superficial differences, and the + profound resemblances. But every mental act,—this very perception of + identity or oneness, recognizes the difference of things. Oneness and + otherness. It is impossible to speak, or to think, without embracing both. + </p> + <p> + The mind is urged to ask for one cause of many effects; then for the cause + of that; and again the cause, diving still into the profound; self-assured + that it shall arrive at an absolute and sufficient one,—a one that + shall be all. “In the midst of the sun is the light, in the midst of + the light is truth, and in the midst of truth is the imperishable being, + “say the Vedas. All philosophy, of east and west, has the same + centripetence. Urged by an opposite necessity, the mind returns from the + one, to that which is not one, but other or many; from cause to effect; + and affirms the necessary existence of variety, the self-existence of + both, as each is involved in the other. These strictly-blended elements it + is the problem of thought to separate, and to reconcile. Their existence + is mutually contradictory and exclusive; and each so fast slides into the + other, that we can never say what is one, and what it is not. The Proteus + is as nimble in the highest as in the lowest grounds, when we contemplate + the one, the true, the good,—as in the surfaces and extremities of + matter. In all nations, there are minds which incline to dwell in the + conception of the fundamental Unity. The raptures of prayer and ecstasy of + devotion lose all being in one Being. This tendency finds its highest + expression in the religious writings of the East, and chiefly, in the + Indian Scriptures, in the Vedas, the Bhagavat Geeta, and the Vishnu + Purana. Those writings contain little else than this idea, and they rise + to pure and sublime strains in celebrating it. + </p> + <p> + The Same, the Same! friend and foe are of one stuff; the ploughman, the + plough, and the furrow, are of one stuff; and the stuff is such, and so + much, that the variations of forms are unimportant. “You are fit” + (says the supreme Krishna to a sage) “to apprehend that you are not + distinct from me. That which I am, thou art, and that also is this world, + with its gods, and heroes, and mankind. Men contemplate distinctions, + because they are stupefied with ignorance.” “The words I and + mine constitute ignorance. What is the great end of all, you shall now + learn from me. It is soul,—one in all bodies, pervading, uniform, + perfect, preeminent over nature, exempt from birth, growth, and decay, + omnipresent, made up of true knowledge, independent, unconnected with + unrealities, with name, species, and the rest, in time past, present, and + to come. The knowledge that this spirit, which is essentially one, is in + one’s own, and in all other bodies, is the wisdom of one who knows + the unity of things. As one diffusive air, passing through the + perforations of a flute, is distinguished as the notes of a scale, so the + nature of the Great Spirit is single, though its forms be manifold, + arising from the consequences of acts. When the difference of the + investing form, as that of god, or the rest, is destroyed, there is no + distinction.” “The whole world is but a manifestation of + Vishnu, who is identical with all things, and is to be regarded by the + wise, as not differing from, but as the same as themselves. I neither am + going nor coming; nor is my dwelling in any one place; nor art thou, thou; + nor are others, others; nor am I, I.” As if he had said, “All + is for the soul, and the soul is Vishnu; and animals and stars are + transient painting; and light is whitewash; and durations are deceptive; + and form is imprisonment; and heaven itself a decoy.” That which the + soul seeks is resolution into being, above form, out of Tartarus, and out + of heaven,—liberation from nature. + </p> + <p> + If speculation tends thus to a terrific unity, in which all things are + absorbed, action tends directly backwards to diversity. The first is the + course of gravitation of mind; the second is the power of nature. Nature + is the manifold. The unity absorbs, and melts or reduces. Nature opens and + creates. These two principles reappear and interpenetrate all things, all + thought; the one, the many. One is being; the other, intellect; one is + necessity; the other, freedom; one, rest; the other, motion; one, power; + the other, distribution; one, strength; the other, pleasure; one, + consciousness; the other, definition; one, genius; the other, talent, one, + earnestness; the other, knowledge; one, possession; the other, trade; one, + caste; the other, culture; one king; the other, democracy; and, if we dare + carry these generalizations a step higher, and name the last tendency of + both, we might say, that the end of the one is escape from organization,—pure + science; and the end of the other is the highest instrumentality, or use + of means, or executive deity. + </p> + <p> + Each student adheres, by temperament and by habit, to the first or to the + second of these gods of the mind. By religion, he tends to unity; by + intellect, or by the senses, to the many. A too rapid unification, and an + excessive appliance to parts and particulars, are the twin dangers of + speculation. + </p> + <p> + To this partiality the history of nations corresponded. The country of + unity, of immovable institutions, the seat of a philosophy delighting in + abstractions, of men faithful in doctrine and in practice to the idea of a + deaf, unimplorable, immense fate, is Asia; and it realizes this fate in + the social institution of caste. On the other side, the genius of Europe + is active and creative; it resists caste by culture; its philosophy was a + discipline; it is a land of arts, inventions, trade, freedom. If the East + loved infinity, the West delighted in boundaries. + </p> + <p> + European civility is the triumph of talent, the extension of system, the + sharpened understanding, adaptive skill, delight in forms, delight in + manifestation, in comprehensible results. Pericles, Athens, Greece, had + been working in this element with the joy of genius not yet chilled by any + foresight of the detriment of an excess. They saw before them no sinister + political economy; no ominous Malthus; no Paris or London; no pitiless + subdivision of classes,—the doom of the pinmakers, the doom of the + weavers, of dressers, of stockingers, of carders, of spinners, of + colliers; no Ireland; no Indian caste, superinduced by the efforts of + Europe to throw it off. The understanding was in its health and prime. Art + was in its splendid novelty. They cut the Pentelican marble as if it were + snow, and their perfect works in architecture and sculpture seemed things + of course, not more difficult than the completion of a new ship at the + Medford yards, or new mills at Lowell. These things are in course, and may + be taken for granted. The Roman legion, Byzantine legislation, English + trade, the saloons of Versailles, the cafes of Paris, the steam-mill, + steamboat, steam-coach, may all be seen in perspective; the town-meeting, + the ballot-box, the newspaper and cheap press. + </p> + <p> + Meantime, Plato, in Egypt, and in Eastern pilgrimages, imbibed the idea of + one Deity, in which all things are absorbed. The unity of Asia, and the + detail of Europe; the infinitude of the Asiatic soul, and the defining, + result-loving, machine-making, surface-seeking, opera-going Europe,—Plato + came to join, and by contact to enhance the energy of each. The excellence + of Europe and Asia are in his brain. Metaphysics and natural philosophy + expressed the genius of Europe; he substructs the religion of Asia, as the + base. + </p> + <p> + In short, a balanced soul was born, perceptive of the two elements. It is + as easy to be great as to be small. The reason why we do not at once + believe in admirable souls, is because they are not in our experience. In + actual life, they are so rare, as to be incredible; but, primarily, there + is not only no presumption against them, but the strongest presumption in + favor of their appearance. But whether voices were heard in the sky, or + not; whether his mother or his father dreamed that the infant man-child + was the son of Apollo; whether a swarm of bees settled on his lips, or + not; a man who could see two sides of a thing was born. The wonderful + synthesis so familiar in nature; the upper and the under side of the medal + of Jove; the union of impossibilities, which reappears in every object; + its real and its ideal power,—was now, also, transferred entire to + the consciousness of a man. + </p> + <p> + The balanced soul came. If he loved abstract truth, he saved himself by + propounding the most popular of all principles, the absolute good, which + rules rulers, and judges the judge. If he made transcendental + distinctions, he fortified himself by drawing all his illustrations from + sources disdained by orators, and polite conversers; from mares and + puppies; from pitchers and soup-ladles; from cooks and criers; the shops + of potters, horse-doctors, butchers, and fishmongers. He cannot forgive in + himself a partiality, but is resolved that the two poles of thought shall + appear in his statement. His arguments and his sentences are self-poised + and spherical. The two poles appear; yes, and become two hands, to grasp + and appropriate their own. + </p> + <p> + Every great artist has been such by synthesis. Our strength is + transitional, alternating; or, shall I say, a thread of two strands. The + seashore, sea seen from shore, shore seen from sea; the taste of two + metals in contact; and our enlarged powers at the approach and at the + departure of a friend; the experience of poetic creativeness, which is not + found in staying at home, nor yet in traveling, but in transitions from + one to the other, which must therefore be adroitly managed to present as + much transitional surface as possible; this command of two elements must + explain the power and charm of Plato. Art expresses the one, or the same + by the different. Thought seeks to know unity in unity; poetry to show it + by variety; that is, always by an object or symbol. Plato keeps the two + vases, one of aether and one of pigment, at his side, and invariably uses + both. Things added to things, as statistics, civil history, are + inventories. Things used as language are inexhaustibly attractive. Plato + turns incessantly the obverse and the reverse of the medal of Jove. + </p> + <p> + To take an example:—The physical philosophers have sketched each his + theory of the world; the theory of atoms, of fire, of flux, of spirit; + theories mechanical and chemical in their genius. Plato, a master of + mathematics, studious of all natural laws and causes, feels these, as + second causes, to be no theories of the world, but bare inventories and + lists. To the study of nature he therefore prefixes the dogma,—“Let + us declare the cause which led the Supreme Ordainer to produce and compose + the universe. He was good; and he who is good has no kind of envy. Exempt + from envy, he wished that all things should be as much as possible like + himself. Whosoever, taught by wise men, shall admit this as the prime + cause of the origin and foundation of the world, will be in the truth.” + “All things are for the sake of the good, and it is the cause of + everything beautiful.” This dogma animates and impersonates his + philosophy. The synthesis which makes the character of his mind appears in + all his talents. Where there is great compass of wit, we usually find + excellencies that combine easily in the living man, but in description + appear incompatible. The mind of Plato is not to be exhibited by a Chinese + catalogue, but is to be apprehended by an original mind in the exercise of + its original power. In him the freest abandonment is united with the + precision of a geometer. His daring imagination gives him the more solid + grasp of facts; as the birds of highest flight have the strongest alar + bones. His patrician polish, his intrinsic elegance, edged by an irony so + subtle that it stings and paralyzes, adorn the soundest health and + strength of frame. According to the old sentence, “If Jove should + descend to the earth, he would speak in the style of Plato.” + </p> + <p> + With this palatial air, there is, for the direct aim of several of his + works, and running through the tenor of them all, a certain earnestness, + which mounts, in the Republic, and in the Phaedo, to piety. He has been + charged with feigning sickness at the time of the death of Socrates. But + the anecdotes that have come down from the times attest his manly + interference before the people in his master’s behalf, since even + the savage cry of the assembly to Plato is preserved; and the indignation + towards popular government, in many of his pieces, expresses a personal + exasperation. He has a probity, a native reverence for justice and honor, + and a humanity which makes him tender for the superstitions of the people. + Add to this, he believes that poetry, prophecy, and the high insight, arc + from a wisdom of which man is not master; that the gods never + philosophize; but, by a celestial mania, these miracles are accomplished. + Horsed on these winged steeds, he sweeps the dim regions, visits worlds + which flesh cannot enter; he saw the souls in pain; he hears the doom of + the judge; he beholds the penal metempsychosis; the Fates, with the rock + and shears; and hears the intoxicating hum of their spindle. + </p> + <p> + But his circumspection never forsook him. One would say, he had read the + inscription on the gates of Busyrane,—“Be bold;” and on + the second gate,—“Be bold, be bold and evermore be bold;” + and then again he paused well at the third gate,—“Be not too + bold.” His strength is like the momentum of a falling planet; and + his discretion, the return of its due and perfect curve,—so + excellent is his Greek love of boundary, and his skill in definition. In + reading logarithms, one is not more secure, than in following Plato in his + flights. Nothing can be colder than his head, when the lightnings of his + imagination are playing in the sky. He has finished his thinking, before + he brings it to the reader; and he abounds in the surprises of a literary + master. He has that opulence which furnishes, at every turn, the precise + weapon he needs. As the rich man wears no more garments, drives no more + horses, sits in no more chambers, than the poor,—but has that one + dress, or equipage, or instrument, which is fit for the hour and the need; + so Plato, in his plenty, is never restricted, but has the fit word. There + is, indeed, no weapon in all the armory of wit which he did not possess + and use,—epic, analysis, mania, intuition, music, satire, and irony, + down to the customary and polite. His illustrations are poetry and his + jests illustrations. Socrates’ profession of obstetric art is good + philosophy; and his finding that word “cookery,” and “adulatory + art,” for rhetoric, in the Gorgias, does us a substantial service + still. No orator can measure in effect with him who can give good + nicknames. + </p> + <p> + What moderation, and understatement, and checking his thunder in mid + volley! He has good-naturedly furnished the courtier and citizen with all + that can be said against the schools. “For philosophy is an elegant + thing, if any one modestly meddles with it; but, if he is conversant with + it more than is becoming, it corrupts the man.” He could well afford + to be generous,—he, who from the sunlike centrality and reach of his + vision, had a faith without cloud. Such as his perception, was his speech: + he plays with the doubt, and makes the most of it: he paints and quibbles; + and by and by comes a sentence that moves the sea and land. The admirable + earnest comes not only at intervals, in the perfect yes and no of the + dialogue, but in bursts of light. “I, therefore, Callicles, am + persuaded by these accounts, and consider how I may exhibit my soul before + the judge in a healthy condition. Wherefore, disregarding the honors that + most men value, and looking to the truth, I shall endeavor in reality to + live as virtuously as I can and, when I die, to die so. And I invite all + other men, to the utmost of my power; and you, too, I in turn invite to + this contest, which, I affirm, surpasses all contests here.” + </p> + <p> + He is a great average man one who, to the best thinking, adds a proportion + and equality in his faculties, so that men see in him their own dreams and + glimpses made available, and made to pass for what they are. A great + common sense is his warrant and qualification to be the world’s + interpreter. He has reason, as all the philosophic and poetic class have: + but he has, also, what they have not,—this strong solving sense to + reconcile his poetry with the appearances of the world, and build a bridge + from the streets of cities to the Atlantis. He omits never this + graduation, but slopes his thought, however picturesque the precipice on + one side, to an access from the plain. He never writes in ecstasy, or + catches us up into poetic rapture. + </p> + <p> + Plato apprehended the cardinal facts. He could prostrate himself on the + earth, and cover his eyes, whilst he adorned that which cannot be + numbered, or gauged, or known, or named: that of which everything can be + affirmed and denied: that “which is entity and nonentity.” He + called it super-essential. He even stood ready, as in the Parmenides, to + demonstrate that it was so,—that this Being exceeded the limits of + intellect. No man ever more fully acknowledged the Ineffable. Having paid + his homage, as for the human race, to the Illimitable, he then stood + erect, and for the human race affirmed, “And yet things are + knowable!”—that is, the Asia in his mind was first heartily + honored,—the ocean of love and power, before form, before will, + before knowledge, the Same, the Good, the One; and now, refreshed and + empowered by this worship, the instinct of Europe, namely, culture, + returns; and he cries, Yet things are knowable! They are knowable, + because, being from one, things correspond. There is a scale: and the + correspondence of heaven to earth, of matter to mind, of the part to the + whole, is our guide. As there is a science of stars, called astronomy; a + science of quantities called mathematics; a science of qualities, called + chemistry; so there is a science of sciences,—I call it Dialectic,—which + is the intellect discriminating the false and the true. It rests on the + observation of identity and diversity; for, to judge, is to unite to an + object the notion which belongs to it. The sciences, even the best,—mathematics, + and astronomy, are like sportsmen, who seize whatever prey offers, even + without being able to make any use of them. Dialectic must teach the use + of them. “This is of that rank that no intellectual man will enter + on any study for its own sake, but only with a view to advance himself in + that one sole science which embraces all.” + </p> + <p> + “The essence or peculiarity of man is to comprehend the whole; or + that which in the diversity of sensations, can be comprised under a + rational unity.” “The soul which has never perceived the + truth, cannot pass into the human form.” I announce to men the + intellect. I announce the good of being interpenetrated by the mind that + made nature: this benefit, namely, that it can understand nature, which it + made and maketh. Nature is good, but intellect is better: as the law-giver + is before the law-receiver. I give you joy, O sons of men: that truth is + altogether wholesome; that we have hope to search out what might be the + very self of everything. The misery of man is to be balked of the sight of + essence, and to be stuffed with conjecture: but the supreme good is + reality; the supreme beauty is reality; and all virtue and all felicity + depend on this science of the real: for courage is nothing else than + knowledge: the fairest fortune that can befall man, is to be guided by his + daemon to that which is truly his own. This also is the essence of + justice,—to attend every one his own; nay, the notion of virtue is + not to be arrived at, except through direct contemplation of the divine + essence. Courage, then, for “the persuasion that we must search that + which we do not know, will render us, beyond comparison, better, braver, + and more industrious, than if we thought it impossible to discover what we + do not know, and useless to search for it.” He secures a position + not to be commanded, by his passion for reality; valuing philosophy only + as it is the pleasure of conversing with real being. + </p> + <p> + Thus, full of the genius of Europe, he said, “Culture.” He saw + the institutions of Sparta, and recognized more genially, one would say, + than any since, the hope of education. He delighted in every + accomplishment, in every graceful and useful and truthful performance; + above all, in the splendors of genius and intellectual achievement. + “The whole of life, O Socrates,” said Glauco, “is, with + the wise the measure of hearing such discourses as these.” What a + price he sets on the feats of talent, on the powers of Pericles, of + Isocrates, of Parmenides! What price, above price on the talents + themselves! He called the several faculties, gods, in his beautiful + personation. What value he gives to the art of gymnastics in education; + what to geometry; what to music, what to astronomy, whose appeasing and + medicinal power he celebrates! In the Timseus, he indicates the highest + employment of the eyes. “By us it is asserted, that God invented and + bestowed sight on us for this purpose,—that, on surveying the + circles of intelligence in the heavens, we might properly employ those of + our own minds, which, though disturbed when compared with the others that + are uniform, are still allied to their circulations; and that, having thus + learned, and being naturally possessed of a correct reasoning faculty, we + might, by imitating the uniform revolutions of divinity, set right our own + wanderings and blunders.” And in the Republic,—“By each + of these disciplines, a certain organ of the soul is both purified and + reanimated, which is blinded and buried by studies of another kind; an + organ better worth saving than ten thousand eyes, since truth is perceived + by this alone.” + </p> + <p> + He said, Culture; but he first admitted its basis, and gave immeasurably + the first place to advantages of nature. His patrician tastes laid stress + on the distinctions of birth. In the doctrine of the organic character and + disposition is the origin of caste. “Such as were fit to govern, + into their composition the informing Deity mingled gold: into the + military, silver; iron and brass for husbandmen and artificers.” The + East confirms itself, in all ages, in this faith. The Koran is explicit on + this point of caste. “Men have their metal, as of gold and silver. + Those of you who were the worthy ones in the state of ignorance, will be + the worthy ones in the state of faith, as soon as you embrace it.” + Plato was not less firm. “Of the five orders of things, only four + can be taught in the generality of men.” In the Republic, he insists + on the temperaments of the youth, as the first of the first. + </p> + <p> + A happier example of the stress laid on nature, is in the dialogue with + the young Theages, who wishes to receive lessons from Socrates. Socrates + declares that, if some have grown wise by associating with him, no thanks + are due to him; but, simply, whilst they were with him, they grew wise, + not because of him; he pretends not to know the way of it. “It is + adverse to many, nor can those be benefited by associating with me, whom + the Daemons oppose, so that it is not possible for me to live with these. + With many, however, he does not prevent me from conversing, who yet are + not at all benefited by associating with me. Such, O Theages, is the + association with me; for, if it pleases the God, you will make great and + rapid proficiency: you will not, if he does not please. Judge whether it + is not safer to be instructed by some one of those who have power over the + benefit which they impart to men, than by me, who benefit or not, just as + it may happen.” As if he had said, “I have no system. I cannot + be answerable for you. You will be what you must. If there is love between + us, inconceivably delicious and profitable will our intercourse be; if + not, your time is lost, and you will only annoy me. I shall seem to you + stupid, and the reputation I have, false. Quite above us, beyond the will + of you or me, is this secret affinity or repulsion laid. All my good is + magnetic, and I educate, not by lessons, but by going about my business.” + </p> + <p> + He said, Culture; he said, Nature; and he failed not to add, “There + is also the divine.” There is no thought in any mind, but it quickly + tends to convert itself into a power, and organizes a huge instrumentality + of means. Plato, lover of limits, loved the illimitable, saw the + enlargement and nobility which come from truth itself, and good itself, + and attempted, as if on the part of the human intellect, once for all, to + do it adequate homage,—homage fit for the immense soul to receive, + and yet homage becoming the intellect to render. He said, then, “Our + faculties run out into infinity, and return to us thence. We can define + but a little way; but here is a fact which will not be skipped, and which + to shut our eyes upon is suicide. All things are in a scale; and, begin + where we will, ascend and ascend. All things are symbolical; and what we + call results are beginnings.” + </p> + <p> + A key to the method and completeness of Plato is his twice bisected line. + After he has illustrated the relation between the absolute good and true, + and the forms of the intelligible world, he says:—“Let there + be a line cut in two, unequal parts. Cut again each of these two parts,—one + representing the visible, the other the intelligible world,—and + these two new sections, representing the bright part and the dark part of + these worlds, you will have, for one of the sections of the visible world,—images, + that is, both shadows and reflections; for the other section, the objects + of these images,-that is, plants, animals, and the works of art and + nature. Then divide the intelligible world in like manner; the one section + will be of opinions and hypotheses, and the other section, of truths.” + To these four sections, the four operations of the soul correspond,—conjecture, + faith, understanding, reason. As every pool reflects the image of the sun, + so every thought and thing restores us an image and creature of the + supreme Good. The universe is perforated by a million channels for his + activity. All things mount and mount. + </p> + <p> + All his thought has this ascension; in Phaedrus, teaching that “beauty + is the most lovely of all things, exciting hilarity, and shedding desire + and confidence through the universe, wherever it enters; and it enters, in + some degree, into all things; but that there is another, which is as much + more beautiful than beauty, as beauty is than chaos; namely, wisdom, which + our wonderful organ of sight cannot reach unto, but which, could it be + seen, would ravish us with its perfect reality.” He has the same + regard to it as the source of excellence in works of art. “When an + artificer, in the fabrication of any work, looks to that which always + subsists according to the same; and, employing a model of this kind, + expresses its idea and power in his work; it must follow, that his + production should be beautiful. But when he beholds that which is born and + dies, it will be far from beautiful.” + </p> + <p> + Thus ever: the Banquet is a teaching in the same spirit, familiar now to + all the poetry, and to all the sermons of the world, that the love of the + sexes is initial; and symbolizes, at a distance, the passion of the soul + for that immense lake of beauty it exists to seek. This faith in the + Divinity is never out of mind, and constitutes the limitation of all his + dogmas. Body cannot teach wisdom;—God only. In the same mind, he + constantly affirms that virtue cannot be taught; that it is not a science, + but an inspiration; that the greatest goods are produced to us through + mania, and are assigned to us by a divine gift. + </p> + <p> + This leads me to that central figure, which he has established in his + Academy, as the organ through which every considered opinion shall be + announced, and whose biography he has likewise so labored, that the + historic facts are lost in the light of Plato’s mind. Socrates and + Plato are the double star, which the most powerful instruments will not + entirely separate. Socrates, again, in his traits and genius, is the best + example of that synthesis which constitutes Plato’s extraordinary + power. Socrates, a man of humble stem, but honest enough; of the commonest + history; of a personal homeliness so remarkable, as to be a cause of wit + in others,—the rather that his broad good nature and exquisite taste + for a joke invited the sally, which was sure to be paid. The players + personated him on the stage; the potters copied his ugly face on their + stone jugs. He was a cool fellow, adding to his humor a perfect temper, + and a knowledge of his man, be he who he might whom he talked with, which + laid the companion open to certain defeat in any debate,—and in + debate he immoderately delighted. The young men are prodigiously fond of + him, and invite him to their feasts, whither he goes for conversation. He + can drink, too; has the strongest head in Athens; and, after leaving the + whole party under the table, goes away, as if nothing had happened, to + begin new dialogues with somebody that is sober. In short, he was what our + country-people call an old one. + </p> + <p> + He affected a good many citizen-like tastes, was monstrously fond of + Athens, hated trees, never willingly went beyond the walls, knew the old + characters, valued the bores and philistines, thought everything in Athens + a little better than anything in any other place. He was plain as a Quaker + in habit and speech, affected low phrases, and illustrations from cocks + and quails, soup-pans and sycamore-spoons, grooms and farriers, and + unnameable offices,—especially if he talked with any superfine + person. He had a Franklin-like wisdom. Thus, he showed one who was afraid + to go on foot to Olympia, that it was no more than his daily walk within + doors, if continuously extended, would easily reach. + </p> + <p> + Plain old uncle as he was, with his great ears,—an immense talker,—the + rumor ran, that, on one or two occasions, in the war with Boeotia, he had + shown a determination which had covered the retreat of a troop; and there + was some story that, under cover of folly, he had, in the city government, + when one day he chanced to hold a seat there, evinced a courage in + opposing singly the popular voice, which had well-nigh ruined him. He is + very poor; but then he is hardy as a soldier, and can live on a few + olives; usually, in the strictest sense, on bread and water, except when + entertained by his friends. His necessary expenses were exceedingly small, + and no one could live as he did. He wore no undergarment; his upper + garment was the same for summer and winter; and he went barefooted; and it + is said that, to procure the pleasure, which he loves, of talking at his + ease all day with the most elegant and cultivated young men, he will now + and then return to his shop, and carve statues, good or bad, for sale. + However that be, it is certain that he had grown to delight in nothing + else than this conversation; and that, under his hypocritical pretense of + knowing nothing, he attacks and brings down all the fine speakers, all the + fine philosophers of Athens, whether natives, or strangers from Asia Minor + and the islands. Nobody can refuse to talk with him, he is so honest, and + really curious to know; a man who was willingly confuted, if he did not + speak the truth, and who willingly confuted others, asserting what was + false; and not less pleased when confuted than when confuting; for he + thought not any evil happened to men, of such a magnitude as false opinion + respecting the just and unjust. A pitiless disputant, who knows nothing, + but the bounds of whose conquering intelligence no man had ever reached; + whose temper was imperturbable; whose dreadful logic was always leisurely + and sportive; so careless and ignorant as to disarm the weariest, and draw + them, in the pleasantest manner, into horrible doubts and confusion. But + he always knew the way out; knew it, yet would not tell it. No escape; he + drives them to terrible choices by his dilemmas, and tosses the Hippiases + and Gorgiases, with their grand reputations, as a boy tosses his balls. + The tyrannous realist!-Meno has discoursed a thousand times, at length, on + virtue, before many companies, and very well, as it appeared to him; but, + at this moment, he cannot even tell what it is,—this cramp-fish of a + Socrates has so bewitched him. + </p> + <p> + This hard-headed humorist, whose strange conceits, drollery, and <i>bon-hommie</i>, + diverted the young patricians, whilst the rumor of his sayings and + quibbles gets abroad every day, turns out, in a sequel, to have a probity + as invincible as his logic and to be either insane, or, at least, under + cover of this play, enthusiastic in his religion. When accused before the + judges of subverting the popular creed, he affirms the immortality of the + soul, the future reward and punishment; and, refusing to recant, in a + caprice of the popular government, was condemned to die, and sent to the + prison. Socrates entered the prison, and took away all ignominy from the + place, which could not be a prison, whilst he was there. Crito bribed the + jailor; but Socrates would not go out by treachery. “Whatever + inconvenience ensue, nothing is to be preferred before justice. These + things I hear like pipes and drums, whose sound makes me deaf to + everything you say.” The fame of this prison, the fame of the + discourses there, and the drinking of the hemlock, are one of the most + precious passages in the history of the world. + </p> + <p> + The rare coincidence, in one ugly body, of the droll and the martyr, the + keen street and market debater with the sweetest saint known to any + history at that time, had forcibly struck the mind of Plato, so capacious + of these contrasts; and the figure of Socrates, by a necessity, placed + itself in the foreground of the scene, as the fittest dispenser of the + intellectual treasurers he had to communicate. It was a rare fortune, that + this Aesod of the mob, and this robed scholar, should meet, to make each + other immortal in their mutual faculty. The strange synthesis, in the + character of Socrates, capped the synthesis in the mind of Plato. + Moreover, by this means, he was able, in the direct way, and without envy, + to avail himself of the wit and weight of Socrates, to which + unquestionably his own debt was great; and these derived again their + principal advantage from the perfect art of Plato. + </p> + <p> + It remains to say, that the defect of Plato in power is only that which + results inevitably from his quality. He is intellectual in his aim; and, + therefore, in expression, literary. Mounting into heaven, driving into the + pit, expounding the laws of the state, the passion of love, the remorse of + crime, the hope of the parting soul,—he is literary, and never + otherwise. It is almost the sole deduction from the merit of Plato, that + his writings have not,—what is, no doubt, incident to this regnancy + of intellect in his work,—the vital authority which the screams of + prophets and the sermons of unlettered Arabs and Jews possess. There is an + interval; and to cohesion, contact is necessary. + </p> + <p> + I know not what can be said in reply to this criticism, but that we have + come to a fact in the nature of things: an oak is not an orange. The + qualities of sugar remain with sugar, and those of salt, with salt. + </p> + <p> + In the second place, he has not a system. The dearest defenders and + disciples are at fault. He attempted a theory of the universe, and his + theory is not complete or self-evident. One man thinks he means this, and + another, that: he has said one thing in one place, and the reverse of it + in another place. He is charged with having failed to make the transition + from ideas to matter. Here is the world, sound as a nut, perfect, not the + smallest piece of chaos left, never a stitch nor an end, not a mark of + haste, or botching, or second thought; but the theory of the world is a + thing of shreds and patches. + </p> + <p> + The longest wave is quickly lost in the sea. Plato would willingly have a + Platonism, a known and accurate expression for the world, and it should be + accurate. It shall be the world passed through the mind of Plato,—nothing + less. Every atom shall have the Platonic tinge; every atom, every relation + or quality you knew before, you shall know again and find here, but now + ordered; not nature, but art. And you shall feel that Alexander indeed + overran, with men and horses, some countries of the planet; but countries, + and things of which countries are made, elements, planet itself, laws of + planet and of men, have passed through this man as bread into his body, + and become no longer bread, but body: so all this mammoth morsel has + become Plato. He has clapped copyright on the world. This is the ambition + of individualism. But the mouthful proves too large. Boa constrictor has + good will to eat it, but he is foiled. He falls abroad in the attempt; and + biting, gets strangled: the bitten world holds the biter fast by his own + teeth. There he perishes: unconquered nature lives on, and forgets him. So + it fares with all: so must it fare with Plato. In view of eternal nature, + Plato turns out to be philosophical exercitations. He argues on this side, + and on that. The acutest German, the lovingest disciple, could never tell + what Platonism was; indeed, admirable texts can be quoted on both sides of + every great question from him. + </p> + <p> + These things we are forced to say, if we must consider the effort of + Plato, or of any philosopher, to dispose of Nature,—which will not + be disposed of. No power of genius has ever yet had the smallest success + in explaining existence. The perfect enigma remains. But there is an + injustice in assuming this ambition for Plato. Let us not seem to treat + with flippancy his venerable name. Men, in proportion to their intellect, + have admitted his transcendent claims. The way to know him, is to compare + him, not with nature, but with other men. How many ages have gone by, and + he remains unapproached! A chief structure of human wit, like Karnac, or + the mediaeval cathedrals, or the Etrurian remains, it requires all the + breadth of human faculty to know it. I think it is truliest seen, when + seen with the most respect. His sense deepens, his merits multiply, with + study. When we say, here is a fine collection of fables; or, when we + praise the style; or the common sense; or arithmetic; we speak as boys, + and much of our impatient criticism of the dialectic, I suspect, is no + better. The criticism is like our impatience of miles when we are in a + hurry; but it is still best that a mile should have seventeen hundred and + sixty yards. The great-eyed Plato proportioned the lights and shades after + the genius of our life. + </p> + <h3> + PLATO: NEW READINGS + </h3> + <p> + The publication, in Mr. Bohn’s “Serial Library,” of the + excellent translations of Plato, which we esteem one of the chief benefits + the cheap press has yielded, gives us an occasion to take hastily a few + more notes of the elevation and bearings of this fixed star; or, to add a + bulletin, like the journals, of Plato at the latest dates. + </p> + <p> + Modern science, by the extent of its generalization, has learned to + indemnify the student of man for the defects of individuals, by tracing + growth and ascent in races; and, by the simple expedient of lighting up + the vast background, generates a feeling of complacency and hope. The + human being has the saurian and the plant in his rear. His arts and + sciences, the easy issue of his brain, look glorious when prospectively + beheld from the distant brain of ox, crocodile, and fish. It seems as if + nature, in regarding the geologic night behind her, when, in five or six + millenniums, she had turned out five or six men, as Homer, Phidias, Menu, + and Columbus, was nowise discontented with the result. These samples + attested the virtue of the tree. These were a clear amelioration of + trilobite and saurus, and a good basis for further proceeding. With this + artist time and space are cheap, and she is insensible of what you say of + tedious preparation. She waited tranquilly the flowing periods of + paleontology, for the hour to be struck when man should arrive. Then + periods must pass before the motion of the earth can be suspected; then + before the map of the instincts and the cultivable powers can be drawn. + But as of races, so the succession of individual men is fatal and + beautiful, and Plato has the fortune, in the history of mankind, to mark + an epoch. + </p> + <p> + Plato’s fame does not stand on a syllogism, or on any masterpieces + of the Socratic, or on any thesis, as, for example, the immortality of the + soul. He is more than an expert, or a school-man, or a geometer, or the + prophet of a peculiar message. He represents the privilege of the + intellect, the power, namely, of carrying up every fact to successive + platforms, and so disclosing, in every fact, a germ of expansion. These + expansions are in the essence of thought. The naturalist would never help + us to them by any discoveries of the extent of the universe, but is as + poor, when cataloguing the resolved nebula of Orion, as when measuring the + angles of an acre. But the Republic of Plato, by these expansions, may be + said to require, and so to anticipate, the astronomy of Laplace. The + expansions are organic. The mind does not create what it perceives, any + more than the eye creates the rose. In ascribing to Plato the merit of + announcing them, we only say, here was a more complete man, who could + apply to nature the whole scale of the senses, the understanding, and the + reason. These expansions, or extensions, consist in continuing the + spiritual sight where the horizon falls on our natural vision, and, by + this second sight, discovering the long lines of law which shoot in every + direction. Everywhere he stands on a path which has no end, but runs + continuously round the universe. Therefore, every word becomes an exponent + of nature. Whatever he looks upon discloses a second sense, and ulterior + senses. His perception of the generation of contraries, of death out of + life, and life out of death,—that law by which, in nature, + decomposition is recomposition, and putrefaction and cholera are only + signals of a new creation; his discernment of the little in the large, and + the large in the small; studying the state in the citizen, and the citizen + in the state; and leaving it doubtful whether he exhibited the Republic as + an allegory on the education of the private soul; his beautiful + definitions of ideas, of time, of form, of figure, of the line, sometimes + hypothetically given, as his defining of virtue, courage, justice, + temperance; his love of the apologue, and his apologues themselves; the + cave of Trophonius; the ring of Gyges; the charioteer and two horses; the + golden, silver, brass, and iron temperaments; Theuth and Thamus; and the + visions of Hades and the Fates—fables which have imprinted + themselves in the human memory like the signs of the zodiac; his soliform + eye and his boniform soul; his doctrine of assimilation; his doctrine of + reminiscence; his clear vision of the laws of return, or reaction, which + secure instant justice throughout the universe, instanced everywhere, but + specially in the doctrine, “what comes from God to us, returns from + us to God,” and in Socrates’ belief that the laws below are + sisters of the laws above. + </p> + <p> + More striking examples are his moral conclusions. Plato affirms the + coincidence of science and virtue; for vice can never know itself and + virtue; but virtue knows both itself and vice. The eye attested that + justice was best, as long as it was profitable; Plato affirms that it is + profitable throughout; that the profit is intrinsic, though the just + conceal his justice from gods and men; that it is better to suffer + injustice, than to do it; that the sinner ought to covet punishment; that + the lie was more hurtful than homicide; and that ignorance, or the + involuntary lie, was more calamitous than involuntary homicide; that the + soul is unwillingly deprived of true opinions; and that no man sins + willingly; that the order of proceeding of nature was from the mind to the + body; and, though a sound body cannot restore an unsound mind, yet a good + soul can, by its virtue, render the body the best possible. The + intelligent have a right over the ignorant, namely, the right of + instructing them. The right punishment of one out of tune, is to make him + play in tune; the fine which the good, refusing to govern, ought to pay, + is, to be governed by a worse man; that his guards shall not handle gold + and silver, but shall be instructed that there is gold and silver in their + souls, which will make men willing to give them everything which they + need. This second sight explains the stress laid on geometry. He saw that + the globe of earth was not more lawful and precise than was the + supersensible; that a celestial geometry was in place there, as a logic of + lines and angles here below; that the world was throughout mathematical; + the proportions are constant of oxygen, azote, and lime; there is just so + much water, and slate, and magnesia; not less are the proportions constant + of moral elements. + </p> + <p> + This eldest Goethe, hating varnish and falsehood, delighted in revealing + the real at the base of the accidental; in discovering connection, + continuity, and representation, everywhere; hating insulation; and appears + like the god of wealth among the cabins of vagabonds, opening power and + capability in everything he touches. Ethical science was new and vacant, + when Plato could write thus:—“Of all whose arguments are left + to the men of the present time, no one has ever yet condemned injustice, + or praised justice, otherwise than as respects the repute, honors, and + emoluments arising therefrom; while, as respects either of them in itself, + and subsisting by its own power in the soul of the possessor, and + concealed both from gods and men, no one has yet sufficiently + investigated, either in poetry or prose writings,—how, namely, that + the one is the greatest of all the evils that the soul has within it, and + justice the greatest good.” + </p> + <p> + His definition of ideas, as what is simple, permanent, uniform, and + self-existent, forever discriminating them from the notions of the + understanding, marks an era in the world. He was born to behold the + self-evolving power of spirit, endless generator of new ends; a power + which is the key at once to the centrality and the evanescence of things. + Plato is so centered, that he can well spare all his dogmas. Thus the fact + of knowledge and ideas reveals to him the fact of eternity; and the + doctrine of reminiscence he offers as the most probable particular + explication. Call that fanciful,—it matters not; the connection + between our knowledge and the abyss of being is still real, and the + explication must be not less magnificent. + </p> + <p> + He has indicated every eminent point in speculation. He wrote on the scale + of the mind itself, so that all things have symmetry in his tablet. He put + in all the past, without weariness, and descended into detail with a + courage like that he witnessed in nature. One would say, that his + forerunners had mapped out each a farm, or a district, or an island, in + intellectual geography, but that Plato first drew the sphere. He + domesticates the soul in nature; man is the microcosm. All the circles of + the visible heaven represent as many circles in the rational soul. There + is no lawless particle, and there is nothing casual in the action of the + human mind. The names of things, too, are fatal, following the nature of + things. All the gods of the Pantheon are, by their names, significant of a + profound sense. The gods are the ideas. Pan is speech, or manifestation; + Saturn, the contemplative; Jove, the regal soul; and Mars, passion. Venus + is proportion; Calliope, the soul of the world; Aglaia, intellectual + illustration. + </p> + <p> + These thoughts, in sparkles of light, had appeared often to pious and to + poetic souls; but this well-bred, all-knowing Greek geometer comes with + command, gathers them all up into rank and gradation, the Euclid of + holiness, and marries the two parts of nature. Before all men, he saw the + intellectual values of the moral sentiment. He describes his own ideal, + when he paints in Timaeus a god leading things from disorder into order. + He kindled a fire so truly in the center, that we see the sphere + illuminated, and can distinguish poles, equator, and lines of latitude, + every arc and node; a theory so averaged, so modulated, that you would + say, the winds of ages had swept through this rhythmic structure, and not + that it was the brief extempore blotting of one short-lived scribe. Hence + it has happened that a very well-marked class of souls, namely those who + delight in giving a spiritual, that is, an ethico-intellectual expression + to every truth by exhibiting an ulterior end which is yet legitimate to + it, are said to Platonize. Thus, Michel Angelo is a Platonist, in his + sonnets. Shakspeare is a Platonist, when he writes, “Nature is made + better by no mean, but nature makes that mean,” or, + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “He that can endure + To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, + Does conquer him that did his master conquer, + And earns a place in the story.” + </pre> + <p> + Hamlet is a pure Platonist, and ‘tis the magnitude only of + Shakspeare’s proper genius that hinders him from being classed as + the most eminent of this school. Swedenborg, throughout his prose poem of + “Conjugal Love,” is a Platonist. + </p> + <p> + His subtlety commended him to men of thought. The secret of his popular + success is the moral aim, which endeared him to mankind. “Intellect,” + he said, “is king of heaven and of earth;” but, in Plato, + intellect is always moral. His writings have also the sempiternal youth of + poetry. For their arguments, most of them, might have been couched in + sonnets; and poetry has never soared higher than in the Timaeus and the + Phaedrus. As the poet, too, he is only contemplative. He did not, like + Pythagoras, break himself with an institution. All his painting in the + Republic must be esteemed mythical, with intent to bring out, sometimes in + violent colors, his thought. You cannot institute, without peril of + charlatan. + </p> + <p> + It was a high scheme, his absolute privilege for the best (which, to make + emphatic, he expressed by community of women), as the premium which he + would set on grandeur. There shall be exempts of two kinds: first, those + who by demerit have put themselves below protection,—outlaws; and + secondly, those who by eminence of nature and desert are out of the reach + of your rewards; let such be free of the city, and above the law. We + confide them to themselves; let them do with us as they will. Let none + presume to measure the irregularities of Michel Angelo and Socrates by + village scales. + </p> + <p> + In his eighth book of the Republic, he throws a little mathematical dust + in our eyes. I am sorry to see him, after such noble superiorities, + permitting the lie to governors. Plato plays Providence a little with the + baser sort, as people allow themselves with their dogs and cats. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0003" id="link2H_4_0003"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + III. SWEDENBORG; OR, THE MYSTIC. + </h2> + <p> + Among eminent persons, those who are most dear to men are not the class + which the economists call producers; they have nothing in their hands; + they have not cultivated corn, nor made bread; they have not led out a + colony, nor invented a loom. A higher class, in the estimation and love of + this city-building, market-going race of mankind, are the poets, who, from + the intellectual kingdom, feed the thought and imagination with ideas and + pictures which raise men out of the world of corn and money, and console + them for the shortcomings of the day, and the meannesses of labor and + traffic. Then, also, the philosopher has his value, who flatters the + intellect of this laborer, by engaging him with subtleties which instruct + him in new faculties. Others may build cities; he is to understand them, + and keep them in awe. But there is a class who lead us into another + region,—the world of morals, or of will. What is singular about this + region of thought, is, its claim. Wherever the sentiment of right comes + in, it takes precedence of everything else. For other things, I make + poetry of them; but the moral sentiment makes poetry of me. + </p> + <p> + I have sometimes thought that he would render the greatest service to + modern criticism, who shall draw the line of relation that subsists + between Shakespeare and Swedenborg. The human mind stands ever in + perplexity, demanding intellect, demanding sanctity, impatient equally of + each without the other. The reconciler has not yet appeared. If we tire of + the saints, Shakespeare is our city of refuge. Yet the instincts presently + teach, that the problem of essence must take precedence of all others,—the + questions of Whence? What? and Whither? and the solution of these must be + in a life, and not in a book. A drama or poem is a proximate or oblique + reply; but Moses, Menu, Jesus, work directly on this problem. The + atmosphere of moral sentiment is a region of grandeur which reduces all + material magnificence to toys, yet opens to every wretch that has reason, + the doors of the universe. Almost with a fierce haste it lays its empire + on the man. In the language of the Koran, “God said, the heaven and + the earth, and all that is between them, think ye that we created them in + jest, and that ye shall not return to us?” It is the kingdom of the + will, and by inspiring the will, which is the seat of personality, seems + to convert the universe into a person:— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “The realms of being to no other bow, + Not only all are thine, but all are Thou.” + </pre> + <p> + All men are commanded by the saint. The Koran makes a distinct class of + those who are by nature good, and whose goodness has an influence on + others, and pronounces this class to be the aim of creation: the other + classes are admitted to the feast of being, only as following in the train + of this. And the Persian poet exclaims to a soul of this kind: + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “Go boldly forth, and feast on being’s banquet; + Thou art the called,—the rest admitted with thee.” + </pre> + <p> + The privilege of this caste is an access to the secrets and structure of + nature, by some higher method than by experience. In common parlance, what + one man is said to learn by experience, a man of extraordinary sagacity is + said, without experience, to divine. The Arabians say, that Abul Khain, + the mystic, and Abu Ali Seena, the Philosopher, conferred together; and, + on parting, the philosopher said, “All that he sees, I know;” + and the mystic said, “All that he knows, I see.” If one should + ask the reason of this intuition, the solution would lead us into that + property which Plato denoted as Reminiscence, and which is implied by the + Bramins in the tenet of Transmigration. The soul having been often born, + or, as the Hindoos say, “traveling the path of existence through + thousands of births,” having beheld the things which are here, those + which are in heaven, and those which are beneath, there is nothing of + which she has not gained the knowledge: no wonder that she is able to + recollect, in regard to any one thing, what formerly she knew. “For, + all things in nature being linked and related, and the soul having + heretofore known all, nothing hinders but that any man who has recalled to + mind, or, according to the common phrase, has learned one thing only, + should of himself recover all his ancient knowledge, and find out again + all the rest, if he have but courage, and faint not in the midst of his + researches. For inquiry and learning is reminiscence all.” How much + more, if he that inquires be a holy and godlike soul! For, by being + assimilated to the original soul, by whom, and after whom, all things + subsist, the soul of man does then easily flow into all things, and all + things flow into it: they mix: and he is present and sympathetic with + their structure and law. + </p> + <p> + This path is difficult, secret, and beset with terror. The ancients called + it ecstasy or absence,—a getting out of their bodies to think. All + religious history contains traces of the trance of saints,—a + beatitude, but without any sign of joy, earnest, solitary, even sad; + “the flight,” Plotinus called it, “of the alone to the + alone.” The trances of Socrates, Plotinus, Porphyry, Behmen, Bunyan, + Fox, Pascal, Guion, Swedenborg, will readily come to mind. But what as + readily comes to mind, is the accompaniment of disease. This beatitude + comes in terror, and with shocks to the mind of the receiver. “It o’erinforms + the tenement of clay,” and drives the man mad; or, gives a certain + violent bias, which taints his judgment. In the chief examples of + religious illumination, somewhat morbid, has mingled, in spite of the + unquestionable increase of mental power. Must the highest good drag after + it a quality which neutralizes and discredits it?— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “Indeed it takes + From our achievements, when performed at height, + The pith and marrow of our attribute.” + </pre> + <p> + Shall we say, that the economical mother disburses so much earth and so + much fire, by weight and metre, to make a man, and will not add a + pennyweight, though a nation is perishing for a leader? Therefore, the men + of God purchased their science by folly or pain. If you will have pure + carbon, carbuncle, or diamond, to make the brain transparent, the trunk + and organs shall be so much the grosser: instead of porcelain, they are + potter’s earth, clay, or mud. + </p> + <p> + In modern times, no such remarkable example of this introverted mind has + occurred, as in Emanuel Swedenborg, born in Stockholm, in 1688. This man, + who appeared to his contemporaries a visionary, and elixir of moonbeams, + no doubt led the most real life of any man then in the world: and now, + when the royal and ducal Frederics, Cristierns, and Brunswicks, of that + day, have slid into oblivion, he begins to spread himself into the minds + of thousands. As happens in great men, he seemed, by the variety and + amount of his powers, to be a composition of several persons,—like + the giant fruits which are matured in gardens by the union of four or five + single blossoms. His frame is on a larger scale, and possesses the + advantage of size. As it is easier to see the reflection of the great + sphere in large globes, though defaced by some crack or blemish, than in + drops of water, so men of large calibre, though with some eccentricity or + madness, like Pascal or Newton, help us more than balanced mediocre minds. + </p> + <p> + His youth and training could not fail to be extraordinary. Such a boy + could not whistle or dance, but goes grubbing into mines and mountains, + prying into chemistry and optics, physiology, mathematics, and astronomy, + to find images fit for the measure of his versatile and capacious brain. + He was a scholar from a child, and was educated at Upsala. At the age of + twenty-eight, he was made Assessor of the Board of Mines, by Charles XII. + In 1716, he left home for four years, and visited the universities of + England, Holland, France, and Germany. He performed a notable feat of + engineering in 1718, at the siege of Fredericshall, by hauling two + galleys, five boats, and a sloop, some fourteen English miles overland, + for the royal service. In 1721 he journeyed over Europe, to examine mines + and smelting works. He published, in 1716, his Daedalus Hyperboreus, and, + from this time, for the next thirty years, was employed in the composition + and publication of his scientific works. With the like force, he threw + himself into theology. In 1743, when he was fifty-four years old, what is + called his illumination began. All his metallurgy, and transportation of + ships overland, was absorbed into this ecstasy. He ceased to publish any + more scientific books, withdrew from his practical labors, and devoted + himself to the writing and publication of his voluminous theological + works, which were printed at his own expense, or at that of the Duke of + Brunswick, or other prince, at Dresden, Liepsic, London, or Amsterdam. + Later, he resigned his office of Assessor: the salary attached to this + office continued to be paid to him during his life. His duties had brought + him into intimate acquaintance with King Charles XII., by whom he was much + consulted and honored. The like favor was continued to him by his + successor. At the Diet of 1751, Count Hopken says, the most solid + memorials on finance were from his pen. In Sweden, he appears to have + attracted a marked regard. His rare science and practical skill, and the + added fame of second sight and extraordinary religious knowledge and + gifts, drew to him queens, nobles, clergy, shipmasters, and people about + the ports through which he was wont to pass in his many voyages. The + clergy interfered a little with the importation and publication of his + religious works; but he seems to have kept the friendship of men in power. + He was never married. He had great modesty and gentleness of bearing. His + habits were simple; he lived on bread, milk, and vegetables; and he lived + in a house situated in a large garden; he went several times to England, + where he does not seem to have attracted any attention whatever from the + learned or the eminent; and died at London, March 29, 1772, of apoplexy, + in his eighty-fifth year. He is described, when in London, as a man of + quiet, clerical habit, not averse to tea and coffee, and kind to children. + He wore a sword when in full velvet dress, and, whenever he walked out, + carried a gold-headed cane. There is a common portrait of him in antique + coat and wig, but the face has a wandering or vacant air. + </p> + <p> + The genius which was to penetrate the science of the age with a far more + subtle science; to pass the bounds of space and time; venture into the dim + spirit-realm, and attempt to establish a new religion in the world,—began + its lessons in quarries and forges, in the smelting-pot and crucible, in + ship-yards and dissecting-rooms. No one man is perhaps able to judge of + the merits of his works on so many subjects. One is glad to learn that his + books on mines and metals are held in the highest esteem by those who + understand these matters. It seems that he anticipated much science of the + nineteenth century; anticipated, in astronomy, the discovery of the + seventh planet,—but, unhappily, not also of the eighth; anticipated + the views of modern astronomy in regard to the generation of earth by the + sun; in magnetism, some important experiments and conclusions of later + students; in chemistry, the atomic theory; in anatomy, the discoveries of + Schlichting, Monro, and Wilson; and first demonstrated the office of the + lungs. His excellent English editor magnanimously lays no stress on his + discoveries, since he was too great to care to be original; and we are to + judge, by what he can spare, of what remains. + </p> + <p> + A colossal soul, he lies vast abroad on his times, uncomprehended by them, + and requires a long local distance to be seen; suggest, as Aristotle, + Bacon, Selden, Humboldt, that a certain vastness of learning, or <i>quasi</i> + omnipresence of the human soul in nature, is possible. His superb + speculations, as from a tower, over nature and arts, without ever losing + sight of the texture and sequence of things, almost realizes his own + picture, in the “Principia,” of the original integrity of man. + Over and above the merit of his particular discoveries, is the capital + merit of his self-equality. A drop of water has the properties of the sea, + but cannot exhibit a storm. There is beauty of a concert, as well as of a + flute; strength of a host, as well as of a hero; and, in Swedenborg, those + who are best acquainted with modern books, will most admire the merit of + mass. One of the missouriums and mastodons of literature, he is not to be + measured by whole colleges of ordinary scholars. His stalwart presence + would flutter the gowns of an university. Our books are false by being + fragmentary; their sentences are <i>bon mots</i>, and not parts of natural + discourse; childish expressions of surprise or pleasure in nature; or, + worse, owing a brief notoriety to their petulance, or aversion from the + order of nature,—being some curiosity or oddity, designedly not in + harmony with nature, and purposely framed to excite a surprise, as + jugglers do by concealing their means. But Swedenborg is systematic, and + respective of the world in every sentence; all the means are orderly + given; his faculties work with astronomic punctuality, and this admirable + writing is pure from all pertness or egotism. + </p> + <p> + Swedenborg was born into an atmosphere of great ideas. ‘Tis hard to + say what was his own: yet his life was dignified by noblest pictures of + the universe. The robust Aristotelian method, with its breadth and + adequateness, shaming our sterile and linear logic by its genial + radiation, conversant with series and degree, with effects and ends, + skilful to discriminate power from form, essence from accident, and + opening by its terminology and definition, high roads into nature, had + trained a race of athletic philosophers. Harvey had shown the circulation + of the blood; Gilbert had shown that the earth was a magnet; Descartes, + taught by Gilbert’s magnet, with its vortex, spiral, and polarity, + had filled Europe with the leading thought of vortical motion, as the + secret of nature. Newton, in the year in which Swedenborg was born, + published the “Principia,” and established the universal + gravity. Malpighi, following the high doctrines of Hippocrates, Leucippus, + and Lucretius, had given emphasis to the dogma that nature works in + leasts,—“<i>tota in minimis existit natura</i>.” + Unrivalled dissectors, Swammerdam, Leeuwenhoek, Winslow, Eustachius, + Heister, Vesalius, Boerhaave, had left nothing for scalpel or microscope + to reveal in human or comparative anatomy; Linnaeus, his contemporary, was + affirming, in his beautiful science, that “Nature is always like + herself;” and, lastly, the nobility of method, the largest + application of principles, had been exhibited by Leibnitz and Christian + Wolff, in cosmology; whilst Locke and Grotius had drawn the moral + argument. What was left for a genius of the largest calibre, but to go + over their ground, and verify and unite? It is easy to see, in these + minds, the original of Swedenborg’s studies, and the suggestion of + his problems. He had a capacity to entertain and vivify these volumes of + thought. Yet the proximity of these geniuses, one or other of whom had + introduced all his leading ideas, makes Swedenborg another example of the + difficulty, even in a highly fertile genius, of proving originality, the + first birth and annunciation of one of the laws of nature. + </p> + <p> + He named his favorite views, the doctrine of Forms, the doctrine of Series + and Degrees, the doctrine of Influx, the doctrine of Correspondence. His + statement of these doctrines deserves to be studied in his books. Not + every man can read them, but they will reward him who can. His theologic + works are valuable to illustrate these. His writings would be a sufficient + library to a lonely and athletic student; and the “Economy of the + Animal Kingdom” is one of those books which, by the sustained + dignity of thinking, is an honor to the human race. He had studied spars + and metals to some purpose. His varied and solid knowledge makes his style + lustrous with points and shooting spicula of thought, and resembling one + of those winter mornings when the air sparkles with crystals. The grandeur + of the topics makes the grandeur of the style. He was apt for cosmology, + because of that native perception of identity which made mere size of no + account to him. In the atom of magnetic iron, he saw the quality which + would generate the spiral motion of sun and planet. + </p> + <p> + The thoughts in which he lived were, the universality of each law in + nature; the Platonic doctrine of the scale or degrees; the version or + conversion of each into other, and so the correspondence of all the parts; + the fine secret that little explains large, and large, little; the + centrality of man in nature, and the connection that subsists throughout + all things: he saw that the human body was strictly universal, or an + instrument through which the soul feeds and is fed by the whole of matter: + so that he held, in exact antagonism to the skeptics, that, “the + wiser a man is, the more will he be a worshipper of the Deity.” In + short, he was a believer in the Identity-philosophy, which he held not + idly, as the dreamers of Berlin or Boston, but which he experimented with + and established through years of labor, with the heart and strength of the + rudest Viking that his rough Sweden ever sent to battle. + </p> + <p> + This theory dates from the oldest philosophers, and derives perhaps its + best illustration from the newest. It is this: that nature iterates her + means perpetually on successive planes. In the old aphorism, nature is + always self-similar. In the plant, the eye or germinative point opens to a + leaf, then to another leaf, with a power of transforming the leaf into + radicle, stamen, pistil, petal, bract, sepal, or seed. The whole art of + the plant is still to repeat leaf on leaf without end, the more or less of + heat, light, moisture, and food, determining the form it shall assume. In + the animal, nature makes a vertebra, or a spine of vertebrae, and helps + herself still by a new spine, with a limited power of modifying its form,—spine + on spine, to the end of the world. A poetic anatomist, in our own day, + teaches that a snake, being a horizontal line, and man, being an erect + line, constitute a right angle; and, between the lines of this mystical + quadrant, all animate beings find their place; and he assumes the + hair-worm, the span-worm, or the snake, as the type of prediction of the + spine. Manifestly, at the end of the spine, nature puts out smaller + spines, as arms; at the end of the arms, new spines, as hands; at the + other end, she repeats the process, as legs and feet. At the top of the + column, she puts out another spine, which doubles or loops itself over, as + a span-worm, into a ball, and forms the skull, with extremities again; the + hands being now the upper jaw, the feet the lower jaw, the fingers and + toes being represented this time by upper and lower teeth. This new spine + is destined to high uses. It is a new man on the shoulders of the last. It + can almost shed its trunk, and manage to live alone, according to the + Platonic idea in the Timaeus. Within it, on a higher plane, all that was + done in the trunk repeats itself. Nature recites her lesson once more in a + higher mood. The mind is a finer body, and resumes its functions of + feeding, digesting, absorbing, excluding, and generating, in a new and + ethereal element. Here, in the brain, is all the process of alimentation + repeated, in the acquiring, comparing, digesting, and assimilating of + experience. Here again is the mystery of generation repeated. In the brain + are male and female faculties; here is marriage, here is fruit. And there + is no limit to this ascending scale, but series on series. Everything, at + the end of one use, is taken up into the next, each series punctually + repeating every organ and process of the last. We are adapted to infinity. + We are hard to please, and love nothing which ends; and in nature is no + end; but everything, at the end of one use, is lifted into a superior, and + the ascent of these things climbs into daemonic and celestial natures. + Creative force, like a musical composer, goes on unweariedly repeating a + simple air or theme now high, now low, in solo, in chorus, ten thousand + times reverberated, till it fills earth and heaven with the chant. + </p> + <p> + Gravitation, as explained by Newton, is good, but grandeur, when we find + chemistry only an extension of the law of masses into particles, and that + the atomic theory shows the action of chemistry to be mechanical also. + Metaphysics shows us a sort of gravitation, operative also in the mental + phenomena; and the terrible tabulation of the French statists brings every + piece of whim and humor to be reducible also to exact numerical rations. + If one man in twenty thousand, or in thirty thousand, eats shoes, or + marries his grandmother, then, in every twenty thousand, or thirty + thousand, is found one man who eats shoes, or marries his grandmother. + What we call gravitation, and fancy ultimate, is one fork of a mightier + stream, for which we have yet no name. Astronomy is excellent; but it must + come up into life to have its full value, and not remain there in globes + and spaces. The globule of blood gyrates around its own axis in the human + veins, as the planet in the sky; and the circles of intellect relate to + those of the heavens. Each law of nature has the like universality; + eating, sleep or hybernation, rotation, generation, metamorphosis, + vortical motion, which is seen in eggs as in planets. These grand rhymes + or returns in nature,—the dear, best-known face startling us at + every turn, under a mask so unexpected that we think it the face of a + stranger, and, carrying up the semblance into divine forms,—delighted + the prophetic eye of Swedenborg; and he must be reckoned a leader in that + revolution, which, by giving to science an idea, has given to an aimless + accumulation of experiments, guidance and form, and a beating heart. + </p> + <p> + I own, with some regret, that his printed works amount to about fifty + stout octaves, his scientific works being about half of the whole number; + and it appears that a mass of manuscript still unedited remains in the + royal library at Stockholm. The scientific works have just now been + translated into English, in an excellent edition. + </p> + <p> + Swedenborg printed these scientific books in the ten years from 1734 to + 1744, and they remained from that time neglected; and now, after their + century is complete, he has at last found a pupil in Mr. Wilkinson, in + London, a philosophic critic, with a co-equal vigor of understanding and + imagination comparable only to Lord Bacon’s, who has produced his + master’s buried books to the day, and transferred them, with every + advantage, from their forgotten Latin into English, to go round the world + in our commercial and conquering tongue. This startling reappearance of + Swedenborg, after a hundred years, in his pupil, is not the least + remarkable fact in his history. Aided, it is said, by the munificence of + Mr. Clissold, and also by his literary skill, this piece of poetic justice + is done. The admirable preliminary discourses with which Mr. Wilkinson has + enriched these volumes, throw all the contemporary philosophy of England + into shade, and leave me nothing to say on their proper grounds. + </p> + <p> + The “Animal Kingdom” is a book of wonderful merits. It was + written with the highest end,—to put science and the soul, long + estranged from each other, at one again. It was an anatomist’s + account of the human body, in the highest style of poetry. Nothing can + exceed the bold and brilliant treatment of a subject usually so dry and + repulsive. He saw nature “wreathing through an everlasting spiral, + with wheels that never dry, on axles that never creak,” and + sometimes sought “to uncover those secret recess is where nature is + sitting at the fires in the depths of her laboratory;” whilst the + picture comes recommended by the hard fidelity with which it is based on + practical anatomy. It is remarkable that this sublime genius decides, + peremptorily for the analytic, against the synthetic method; and, in a + book whose genius is a daring poetic synthesis, claims to confine himself + to a rigid experience. + </p> + <p> + He knows, if he only, the flowing of nature and how wise was that old + answer of Amasis to him who bade him drink up the sea,—“Yes, + willingly, if you will stop the rivers that flow in.” Few knew as + much about nature and her subtle manners, or expressed more subtly her + goings. He thought as large a demand is made on our faith by nature, as by + miracles. “He noted that in her proceeding from first principles + through her several subordinations, there was no state through which she + did not pass, as if her path lay through all things.” “For as + often as she betakes herself upward from visible phenomena, or, in other + words, withdraws herself inward, she instantly, as it were, disappears, + while no one knows what has become of her, or whither she is gone; so that + it is necessary to take science as a guide in pursuing her steps.” + </p> + <p> + The pursuing the inquiry under the light of an end or final cause, gives + wonderful animation, a sort of personality to the whole writing. This book + announces his favorite dogmas. The ancient doctrines of Hippocrates, that + the brain is a gland; and of Leucippus, that the atom may be known by the + mass; or, in Plato, the macrocosm by the microcosm; and, in the verses of + Lucretius,— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + Ossa videlicet e pauxillis atque minutis + Ossibus sic et de pauxillis atque minutis + Visceribus viscus gigni, sanguenque creari + Sanguinis inter se multis coeuntibus guttis; + Ex aurique putat micis consistere posse + Aurum, et de terris terram concrescere parvis; + Ignibus ex igneis, humorem humoribus esse. + Lib. I. 835. + + “The principle of all things entrails made + Of smallest entrails; bone, of smallest bone, + Blood, of small sanguine drops reduced to one; + Gold, of small grains; earth, of small sands compacted + Small drops to water, sparks to fire contracted:” + </pre> + <p> + and which Malpighi had summed in his maxim, that “nature exists + entirely in leasts,”—is a favorite thought of Swedenborg. + “It is a constant law of the organic body, that large, compound, or + visible forms exist and subsist from smaller, simpler, and ultimately from + invisible forms, which act similarly to the larger ones, but more + perfectly and more universally, and the least forms so perfectly and + universally, as to involve an idea representative of their entire + universe.” The unities of each organ are so many little organs, + homogeneous with their compound; the unities of the tongue are little + tongues; those of the stomach, little stomachs; those of the heart are + little hearts. This fruitful idea furnishes a key to every secret. What + was too small for the eye to detect was read by the aggregates; what was + too large, by the units. There is no end to his application of the + thought. “Hunger is an aggregate of very many little hungers, or + losses of blood by the little veins all over the body.” It is the + key to his theology, also. “Man is a kind of very minute heaven, + corresponding to the world of spirits and to heaven. Every particular idea + of man, and every affection, yea, every smallest spark of his affection, + is an image and effigy of him. A spirit may be known from only a single + thought. God is the grand man.” The hardihood and thoroughness of + his study of nature required a theory of forms, also. “Forms ascend + in order from the lowest to the highest. The lowest form is angular, or + the terrestrial and corporeal. The second and next higher form is the + circular, which is also called the perpetual-angular, because the + circumference of a circle is a perpetual angle. The form above this is the + spiral, parent and measure of circular forms; its diameters are not + rectilinear, but variously circular, and have a spherical surface for + center; therefore it is called the perpetual-circular. The form above this + is the vortical, or perpetual-spiral; next, the perpetual-vortical, or + celestial; last, the perpetual-celestial, or spiritual.” + </p> + <p> + Was it strange that a genius so bold should take the last step, also,—conceive + that he might attain the science of all sciences, to unlock the meaning of + the world? In the first volume of the “Animal Kingdom,” he + broaches the subject, in a remarkable note.— + </p> + <p> + “In our doctrine of Representations and Correspondences, we shall + treat of both these symbolical and typical resemblances, and of the + astonishing things which occur, I will not say, in the living body only, + but throughout nature, and which correspond so entirely to supreme and + spiritual things, that one would swear that the physical world was purely + symbolical of the spiritual world; insomuch, that if we choose to express + any natural truth in physical and definite vocalterms, and to convert + these terms only into the corresponding and spiritual terms, we shall by + this means elicit a spiritual truth, or theological dogma, in place of the + physical truth or precept; although no mortal would have predicted that + anything of the kind could possibly arise by bare literal transposition; + inasmuch as the one precept, considered separately from the other, appears + to have absolutely no relation to it. I intend, hereafter, to communicate + a number of examples of such correspondences, together with a vocabulary + containing the terms of spiritual things, as well as of the physical + things for which they are to be substituted. This symbolism pervades the + living body.” + </p> + <p> + The fact, thus explicitly stated, is implied in all poetry, in allegory, + in fable, in the use of emblems, and in the structure of language. Plato + knew of it, as is evident from his twice bisected line, in the sixth book + of the Republic. Lord Bacon had found that truth and nature differed only + as seal and print; and he instanced some physical proportions, with their + translation into a moral and political sense. Behmen, and all mystics, + imply this law in their dark riddle-writing. The poets, in as far as they + are poets, use it; but it is known to them only, as the magnet was known + for ages, as a toy. Swedenborg first put the fact into a detached and + scientific statement, because it was habitually present to him, and never + not seen. It was involved, as we explained already, in the doctrine of + identity and iteration, because the mental series exactly tallies with the + material series. It required an insight that could rank things in order + and series; or, rather, it required such rightness of position, that the + poles of the eye should coincide with the axis of the world. The earth has + fed its mankind through five or six millenniums, and they had sciences, + religions, philosophies; and yet had failed to see the correspondence of + meaning between every part and every other part. And, down to this hour, + literature has no book in which the symbolism of things is scientifically + opened. One would say, that, as soon as men had the first hint that every + sensible object,—animal, rock, river, air,—nay, space and + time, subsists not for itself, nor finally to a material end, but as a + picture-language, to tell another story of beings and duties, other + science would be put by, and a science of such grand presage would absorb + all faculties; that each man would ask of all objects, what they mean: Why + does the horizon hold me fast, with my joy and grief, in this center? Why + hear I the same sense from countless differing voices, and read one never + quite expressed fact in endless picture-language? Yet, whether it be that + these things will not be intellectually learned, or, that many centuries + must elaborate and compose so rare and opulent a soul,—there is no + comet, rock-stratum, fossil, fish, quadruped, spider, or fungus, that, for + itself, does not interest more scholars and classifiers than the meaning + and upshot of the frame of things. + </p> + <p> + But Swedenborg was not content with the culinary use of the world. In his + fifty-fourth year, these thoughts held him fast, and his profound mind + admitted the perilous opinion, too frequent in religious history, that he + was an abnormal person, to whom was granted the privilege of conversing + with angels and spirits; and this ecstasy connected itself with just this + office of explaining the moral import of the sensible world. To a right + perception, at once broad and minute, of the order of nature, he added the + comprehension of the moral laws in their widest social aspects; but + whatever he saw, through some excessive determination to form, in his + constitution, he saw not abstractly, but in pictures, heard it in + dialogues, constructed it in events. When he attempted to announce the law + most sanely, he was forced to couch it in parable. + </p> + <p> + Modern psychology offers no similar example of a deranged balance. The + principal powers continued to maintain a healthy action; and, to a reader + who can make due allowance in the report for the reporter’s + peculiarities, the results are still instructive, and a more striking + testimony to the sublime laws he announced, than any that balanced dulness + could afford. He attempts to give some account of the modus of the new + state, affirming that “his presence in the spiritual world is + attended with a certain separation, but only as to the intellectual part + of his mind, not as to the will part;” and he affirms that “he + sees, with the internal sight, the things that are in another life, more + clearly than he sees the things which are here in the world.” + </p> + <p> + Having adopted the belief that certain books of the Old and New Testaments + were exact allegories, or written in the angelic and ecstatic mode, he + employed his remaining years in extricating from the literal, the + universal sense. He had borrowed from Plato the fine fable of “a + most ancient people, men better than we, and dwelling nigher to the gods;” + and Swedenborg added, that they used the earth symbolically; that these, + when they saw terrestrial objects, did not think at all about them, but + only about those which they signified. The correspondence between thoughts + and things henceforward occupied him. “The very organic form + resembles the end inscribed on it.” A man is in general, and in + particular, an organizd justice or injustice, selfishness or gratitude. + And the cause of this harmony he assigned in the Arcana: “The reason + why all and single things, in the heavens and on earth, are + representative, is because they exist from an influx of the Lord, through + heaven.” This design of exhibiting such correspondences, which, if + adequately executed, would be the poem of the world, in which all history + and science would play an essential part, was narrowed and defeated by the + exclusively theologic direction which his inquiries took. His perception + of nature is not human and universal, but is mystical and Hebraic. He + fastens each natural object to a theologic notion:—a horse signifies + carnal understanding; a tree, perception; the moon, faith; a cat means + this; an ostrich, that; an artichoke, this other; and poorly tethers every + symbol to a several ecclesiastic sense. The slippery Proteus is not so + easily caught. In nature, each individual symbol plays innumerable parts, + as each particle of matter circulates in turn through every system. The + central identity enables any one symbol to express successively all the + qualities and shades of the real being. In the transmission of the + heavenly waters, every hose fits every hydrant. Nature avenges herself + speedily on the hard pedantry that would chain her waves. She is no + literalist. Everything must be taken genially, and we must be at the top + of our condition to understand anything rightly. + </p> + <p> + His theological bias thus fatally narrowed his interpretation of nature, + and the dictionary of symbols is yet to be written. But the interpreter, + whom mankind must still expect, will find no predecessor who has + approached so near to the true problem. + </p> + <p> + Swedenborg styles himself, in the title-page of his books, “Servant + of the Lord Jesus Christ;” and by force of intellect, and in effect, + he is the last Father in the Church, and is not likely to have a + successor. No wonder that his depth of ethical wisdom should give him + influence as a teacher. To the withered traditional church yielding dry + catechisms, he let in nature again, and the worshiper, escaping from the + vestry of verbs and texts, is surprised to find himself a party to the + whole of his religion. His religion thinks for him, and is of universal + application. He turns it on every side; it fits every part of life, + interprets and dignifies every circumstance. Instead of a religion which + visited him diplomatically three or four times,— when he was born, + when he married, when he fell sick, and when he died, and for the rest + never interfered with him,—here was a teaching which accompanied him + all day, accompanied him even into sleep and dreams; into his thinking, + and showed him through what a long ancestry his thoughts descend; into + society, and showed by what affinities he was girt to his equals and his + counterparts; into natural objects, and showed their origin and meaning, + what are friendly, and what are hurtful; and opened the future world, by + indicating the continuity of the same laws. His disciples allege that + their intellect is invigorated by the study of his books. + </p> + <p> + There is no such problem for criticism as his theological writings, their + merits are so commanding; yet such grave deductions must be made. Their + immense and sandy diffuseness is like the prairie, or the desert, and + their incongruities are like the last deliration. He is superfluously + explanatory, and his feelings of the ignorance of men, strangely + exaggerated. Men take truths of this nature very fast. Yet he abounds in + assertions; he is a rich discoverer, and of things which most import us to + know. His thought dwells in essential resemblances, like the resemblance + of a house to the man who built it. He saw things in their law, in + likeness of function, not of structure. There is an invariable method and + order in his delivery of his truth, the habitual proceeding of the mind + from inmost to outmost. What earnestness and weightiness,—his eye + never roving, without one swell of vanity, or one look to self, in any + common form of literary pride! a theoretic or speculative man, but whom no + practical man in the universe could affect to scorn. Plato is a gownsman; + his garment, though of purple, and almost skywoven, is an academic robe, + and hinders action with its voluminous folds. But this mystic is awful to + Caesar. Lycurgus himself would bow. + </p> + <p> + The moral insight of Swedenborg, the correction of popular errors, the + announcement of ethical laws, take him out of comparison with any other + modern writer, and entitle him to a place, vacant for some ages, among the + lawgivers of mankind. That slow but commanding influence which he has + acquired, like that of other religious geniuses, must be excessive also, + and have its tides, before it subsides into a permanent amount. Of course, + what is real and universal cannot be confined to the circle of those who + sympathize strictly with his genius, but will pass forth into the common + stock of wise and just thinking. The world has a sure chemistry, by which + it attracts what is excellent in its children, and lets fall the + infirmities and limitations of the grandest mind. + </p> + <p> + That metempsychosis which is familiar in the old mythology of the Greeks, + collected in Ovid, and in the Indian Transmigration, and is there + objective, or really takes place in bodies by alien will,—in + Swedenborg’s mind, has a more philosophic character. It is + subjective, or depends entirely upon the thought of the person. All things + in the universe arrange themselves to each person anew, according to his + ruling love. Man is such as his affection and thought are. Man is man by + virtue of willing, not by virtue of knowing and understanding. As he is, + so he sees. The marriages of the world are broken up. Interiors associate + all in the spiritual world. Whatever the angels looked upon was to them + celestial. Each Satan appears to himself a man; to those as bad as he, a + comely man; to the purified, a heap of carrion. Nothing can resist states; + everything gravitates; like will to like; what we call poetic justice + takes effect on the spot. We have come into a world which is a living + poem. Every thing is as I am. Bird and beast is not bird and beast, but + emanation and effluvia of the minds and wills of men there present. Every + one makes his own house and state. The ghosts are tormented with the fear + of death, and cannot remember that they have died. They who are in evil + and falsehood are afraid of all others. Such as have deprived themselves + of charity, wander and flee; the societies which they approach discover + their quality, and drive them away. The covetous seem to themselves to be + abiding in cells where their money is deposited, and these to be infested + with mice. They who place merit in good works seem to themselves to cut + wood. “I asked such, if they were not wearied? They replied, that + they have not yet done work enough to merit heaven.” + </p> + <p> + He delivers golden sayings, which express with singular beauty the ethical + laws; as when he uttered that famed sentence, that, “in heaven the + angels are advancing continually to the springtime of their youth, so that + the oldest angel appears the youngest:” “The more angels, the + more room:” “The perfection of man is the love of use:” + “Man, in his perfect form, is heaven:” “What is from + Him, is Him:” “Ends always ascend as nature descends:” + And the truly poetic account of the writing in the inmost heaven, which, + as it consists of inflexions according to the form of heaven, can be read + without instruction He almost justifies his claim to preternatural vision, + by strange insights of the structure of the human body and mind. “It + is never permitted to any one, in heaven, to stand behind another and look + at the back of his head; for then the influx which is from the Lord is + disturbed.” The angels, from the sound of the voice, know a man’s + love; from the articulation of the sound, his wisdom; and from the sense + of the words, his science. + </p> + <p> + In the “Conjugal Love,” he has unfolded the science of + marriage. Of this book, one would say, that, with the highest elements, it + has failed of success. It came near to be the Hymn of Love, which Plato + attempted in the “Banquet;” the love, which, Dante says, + Casella sang among the angels in Paradise; and which, as rightly + celebrated, in its genesis, fruition, and effect, might well entrance the + souls, as it would lay open the genesis of all institutions, customs, and + manners. The book had been grand, if the Hebraism had been omitted, and + the law stated without Gothicism, as ethics, and with that scope for + ascension of state which the nature of things requires. It is a fine + Platonic development of the science of marriage; teaching that sex is + universal, and not local; virility in the male qualifying every organ, + act, and thought; and the feminine in woman. Therefore, in the real or + spiritual world, the nuptial union is not momentary, but incessant and + total; and chastity not a local, but a universal virtue; unchastity being + discovered as much in the trading, or planting, or speaking, or + philosophizing, as in generation; and that, though the virgins he saw in + heaven were beautiful, the wives were incomparably more beautiful, and + went on increasing in beauty evermore. + </p> + <p> + Yet Swedenborg, after his mode, pinned his theory to a temporary form. He + exaggerates the circumstance of marriage; and, though he finds false + marriages on the earth, fancies a wiser choice in heaven. But of + progressive souls, all loves and friendships are momentary. Do you love + me? means, Do you see the same truth? If you do, we are happy with the + same happiness; but presently one of us passes into the perception of new + truth;—we are divorced, and no tension in nature can hold us to each + other. I know how delicious is this cup of love,—I existing for you, + you existing for me; but it is a child’s clinging to his toy; an + attempt to eternize the fireside and nuptial chamber; to keep the + picture-alphabet through which our first lessons are prettily conveyed. + The Eden of God is bare and grand: like the outdoor landscape, remembered + from the evening fireside, it seems cold and desolate, whilst you cower + over the coals; but, once abroad again, we pity those who can forego the + magnificence of nature, for candle-light and cards. Perhaps the true + subject of the “Conjugal Love” is conversation, whose laws are + profoundly eliminated. It is false, if literally applied to marriage. For + God is the bride or bridegroom of the soul. Heaven is not the pairing of + two, but the communion of all souls. We meet, and dwell an instant under + the temple of one thought, and part as though we parted not, to join + another thought in other fellowships of joy. So far from there being + anything divine in the low and proprietary sense of, Do you love me? it is + only when you leave and lose me, by casting yourself on a sentiment which + is higher than both of us, that I draw near, and find myself at your side; + and I am repelled, if you fix your eye on me, and demand love. In fact, in + the spiritual world, we change sexes every moment. You love the worth in + me; then I am your husband: but it is not me, but the worth, that fixes + the love; and that worth is a drop of the ocean of worth that is beyond + me. Meantime, I adore the greater worth in another, and so become his + wife. He aspires to a higher worth in another spirit, and is wife of + receiver of that influence. + </p> + <p> + Whether a self-inquisitorial habit, that he grew into, from jealousy of + the sins to which men of thought are liable, he has acquired, in + disentangling and demonstrating that particular form of moral disease, an + acumen which no conscience can resist. I refer to his feeling of the + profanation of thinking to what is good “from scientifics.” + “To reason about faith, is to doubt and deny.” He was + painfully alive to the difference between knowing and doing, and this + sensibility is incessantly expressed. Philosophers are, therefore, vipers, + cockatrices, asps, hemorrhoids, presters, and flying serpents; literary + men are conjurers and charlatans. + </p> + <p> + But this topic suggests a sad afterthought, that here we find the seat of + his own pain. Possibly Swedenborg paid the penalty of introverted + faculties. Success, or a fortunate genius, seems to depend on a happy + adjustment of heart and brain; on a due proportion, hard to hit, of moral + and mental power, which, perhaps, obeys the law of those chemical ratios + which make a proportion in volumes necessary to combination, as when gases + will combine in certain fixed rates, but not at any rate. It is hard to + carry a full cup: and this man, profusely endowed in heart and mind, early + fell into dangerous discord with himself. In his Animal Kingdom, he + surprises us, by declaring that he loved analysis, and not synthesis; and + now, after his fiftieth year, he falls into jealousy of his intellect; + and, though aware that truth is not solitary, nor is goodness solitary, + but both must ever mix and marry, he makes war on his mind, takes the part + of the conscience against it, and, on all occasions, traduces and + blasphemes it. The violence is instantly avenged. Beauty is disgraced, + love is unlovely, when truth, the half part of heaven, is denied, as much + as when a bitterness in men of talent leads to satire, and destroys the + judgment. He is wise, but wise in his own despite. There is an air of + infinite grief, and the sound of wailing, all over and through this lurid + universe. A vampyre sits in the seat of the prophet, and turns with gloomy + appetite to the images of pain. Indeed, a bird does not more readily weave + its nest, or a mole bore into the ground, than this seer of souls + substructs a new hell and pit, each more abominable than the last, round + every new crew of offenders. He was let down through a column that seemed + of brass, but it was formed of angelic spirits, that he might descend + safely amongst the unhappy, and witness the vastation of souls; and heard + there, for a long continuance, their lamentations; he saw their + tormentors, who increase and strain pangs to infinity; he saw the hell of + the jugglers, the hell of the assassins, the hell of the lascivious; the + hell of robbers, who kill and boil men; the infernal tun of the deceitful; + the excrementitious hells; the hell of the revengeful, whose faces + resembled a round, broad-cake, and their arms rotate like a wheel. Except + Rabelais and Dean Swift, nobody ever had such science of filth and + corruption. + </p> + <p> + These books should be used with caution. It is dangerous to sculpture + these evanescing images of thought. True in transition, they become false + if fixed. It requires, for his just apprehension, almost a genius equal to + his own. But when his visions become the stereotyped language of + multitudes of persons, of all degrees of age and capacity, they are + perverted. The wise people of the Greek race were accustomed to lead the + most intelligent and virtuous young men, as part of their education, + through the Eleusinian mysteries, wherein, with much pomp and graduation, + the highest truths known to ancient wisdom were taught. An ardent and + contemplative young man, at eighteen or twenty years, might read once + these books of Swedenborg, these mysteries of love and conscience, and + then throw them aside forever. Genius is ever haunted by similar dreams, + when the hells and the heavens are opened to it. But these pictures are to + be held as mystical, that is, as a quite arbitrary and accidental picture + of the truth—not as the truth. Any other symbol would be as good: + then this is safely seen. + </p> + <p> + Swedenborg’s system of the world wants central spontaneity; it is + dynamic, not vital, and lacks power to generate life. There is no + individual in it. The universe is a gigantic crystal, all those atoms and + laminae lie in uninterrupted order, and with unbroken unity, but cold and + still. What seems an individual and a will, is none. There is an immense + chain of intermediation, extending from center to extremes, which bereaves + every agency of all freedom and character. The universe, in his poem, + suffers under a magnetic sleep, and only reflects the mind of the + magnetizer. Every thought comes into each mind by influence from a society + of spirits that surround it, and into these from a higher society, and so + on. All his types mean the same few things. All his figures speak one + speech. All his interlocutors Swedenborgize. Be they who they may, to this + complexion must they come at last. This Charon ferries them all over in + his boat; kings, counselors, cavaliers, doctors, Sir Isaac Newton, Sir + Hans Sloane, King George II., Mahomet, or whosoever, and all gather one + grimness of hue and style. Only when Cicero comes by, our gentle seer + sticks a little at saying he talked with Cicero, and, with a touch of + human relenting, remarks, “one whom it was given me to believe was + Cicero;” and when the <i>soi disant</i> Roman opens his mouth, Rome + and eloquence have ebbed away,—it is plain theologic Swedenborg, + like the rest. His heavens and hells are dull; fault of want of + individualism. The thousand-fold relation of men is not there. The + interest that attaches in nature to each man, because he is right by his + wrong, and wrong by his right, because he defies all dogmatizing and + classification, so many allowances, and contingencies, and futurities, are + to be taken into account, strong by his vices, often paralyzed by his + virtues,—sinks into entire sympathy with his society. This want + reacts to the center of the system. Though the agency of “the Lord” + is in every line referred to by name, it never becomes alive. There is no + lustre in that eye which gazes from the center, and which should vivify + the immense dependency of beings. + </p> + <p> + The vice of Swedenborg’s mind is its theologic determination. + Nothing with him has the liberality of universal wisdom, but we are always + in a church. That Hebrew muse, which taught the lore of right and wrong to + man, had the same excess of influence for him, it has had for the nations. + The mode, as well as the essence, was sacred. Palestine is ever the more + valuable as a chapter in universal history, and ever the less an available + element in education. The genius of Swedenborg, largest of all modern + souls in this department of thought, wasted itself in the endeavor to + reanimate and conserve what had already arrived at its natural term, and, + in the great secular Providence, was retiring from its prominence, before + western modes of thought and expression. Swedenborg and Behmen both failed + by attaching themselves to the Christian symbol, instead of to the moral + sentiment, which carries innumerable christianities, humanities, + divinities, in its bosom. + </p> + <p> + The excess of influence shows itself in the incongruous importation of a + foreign rhetoric. “What have I to do,” asks the impatient + reader, “with jasper and sardonyx, beryl and chalcedony; what with + arks and passovers, ephahs and ephods; what with lepers and emerods; what + with heave-offerings and unleavened bread; chariots of fire, dragons + crowned and horned, behemoth and unicorn? Good for orientals, these are + nothing to me. The more learning you bring to explain them, the more + glaring the impertinence. The more coherent and elaborate the system, the + less I like it. I say, with the Spartan, ‘Why do you speak so much + to the purpose, of that which is nothing to the purpose?’ My + learning is such as God gave me in my birth and habit, in the delight and + study of my eyes, and not of another man’s. Of all absurdities, this + of some foreigner, purposing to take away my rhetoric, and substitute his + own, and amuse me with pelican and stork, instead of thrush and robin; + palm-trees and shittim-wood, instead of sassafras and hickory,—seems + the most needless.” Locke said, “God, when he makes the + prophet, does not unmake the man.” Swedenborg’s history points + the remark. The parish disputes, in the Swedish church, between the + friends and foes of Luther and Melancthon, concerning “faith alone,” + and “works alone,” intrude themselves into his speculations + upon the economy of the universe, and of the celestial societies. The + Lutheran bishop’s son, for whom the heavens are opened, so that he + sees with eyes, and in the richest symbolic forms, the awful truth of + things, and utters again, in his books, as under a heavenly mandate, the + indisputable secrets of moral nature,—with all these grandeurs + resting upon him, remains the Lutheran bishop’s son; his judgments + are those of a Swedish polemic, and his vast enlargements purchased by + adamantine limitations. He carries his controversial memory with him, in + his visits to the souls. He is like Michel Angelo, who, in his frescoes, + put the cardinal who had offended him to roast under a mountain of devils; + or, like Dante, who avenged, in vindictive melodies, all his private + wrongs; or, perhaps still more like Montaigne’s parish priest, who, + if a hailstorm passes over the village, thinks the day of doom has come, + and the cannibals already have got the pip. Swedenborg confounds us not + less with the pains of Melancthon, and Luther, and Wolfius, and his own + books, which he advertises among the angels. + </p> + <p> + Under the same theologic cramp, many of his dogmas are bound. His cardinal + position in morals is, that evils should be shunned as sins. But he does + not know what evil is, or what good is, who thinks any ground remains to + be occupied, after saying that evil is to be shunned as evil. I doubt not + he was led by the desire to insert the element of personality of Deity. + But nothing is added. One man, you say, dreads crysipelas,—show him + that this dread is evil: or, one dreads hell,—show him that dread is + evil. He who loves goodness, harbors angels, reveres reverence, and lives + with God. The less we have to do with our sins, the better. No man can + afford to waste his moments in compunctions. “That is active duty,” + say the Hindoos, “which is not for our bondage; that is knowledge, + which is for our liberation; all other duty is good only unto weariness.” + </p> + <p> + Another dogma, growing out of this pernicious theologic limitation, is + this Inferno. Swedenborg has devils. Evil, according to old philosophers, + is good in the making. That pure malignity can exist, is the extreme + proposition of unbelief. It is not to be entertained by a rational agent; + it is atheism; it is the last profanation. Euripides rightly said,— + </p> + <p> + “Goodness and being in the gods are one; He who imputes ill to them + makes them none.” + </p> + <p> + To what a painful perversion had Gothic theology arrived, that Swedenborg + admitted no conversion for evil spirits! But the divine effort is never + relaxed; the carrion in the sun will convert itself to grass and flowers; + and man, though in brothels, or jails, or on gibbets, is on his way to all + that is good and true. Burns, with the wild humor of his apostrophe to + “poor old Nickie Ben,” + </p> + <p> + “O wad ye tak a thought, and mend!” + </p> + <p> + has the advantage of the vindictive theologian. Everything is superficial, + and perishes, but love and truth only. The largest is always the truest + sentiment, and we feel the more generous spirit of the Indian Vishnu,-“I + am the same to all mankind. There is not one who is worthy of my love or + hatred. They who serve me with adoration,—I am in them, and they in + me. If one whose ways are altogether evil, serve me alone, he is as + respectable as the just man; he is altogether well employed; he soon + becometh of a virtuous spirit, and obtaineth eternal happiness.” + </p> + <p> + For the anomalous pretension of Revelations of the other world,—only + his probity and genius can entitle it to any serious regard. His + revelations destroy their credit by running into detail. If a man say, + that the Holy Ghost hath informed him that the Last Judgment (or the last + of the judgments) took place in 1757; or, that the Dutch, in the other + world, live in a heaven by themselves, and the English in a heaven by + themselves; I reply, that the Spirit which is holy, is reserved, taciturn, + and deals in laws. The rumors of ghosts and hobgoblins gossip and tell + fortunes. The teachings of the high Spirit are abstemious, and, in regard + to particulars, negative. Socrates’ Genius did not advise him to act + or to find, but if he proposed to do somewhat not advantageous, it + dissuaded him. “What God is,” he said, “I know not; what + he is not I know.” The Hindoos have denominated the Supreme Being, + the “Internal Check.” The illuminated Quakers explained their + Light, not as somewhat which leads to any action, but it appears as an + obstruction to anything unfit. But the right examples are private + experiences, which are absolutely at one on this point. Strictly speaking, + Swedenborg’s revelation is a confounding of planes,—a capital + offence in so learned a categorist. This is to carry the law of surface + into the plane of substance, to carry individualism and its fopperies into + the realm of essences and generals, which is dislocation and chaos. + </p> + <p> + The secret of heaven is kept from age to age. No imprudent, no sociable + angel ever dropt an early syllable to answer the longings of saints, the + fears of mortals. We should have listened on our knees to any favorite, + who, by stricter obedience, had brought his thoughts into parallelism with + the celestial currents, and could hint to human ears the scenery and + circumstance of the newly parted soul. But it is certain that it must + tally with what is best in nature. It must not be inferior in tone to the + already known works of the artist who sculptures the globes of the + firmament, and writes the moral law. It must be fresher than rainbows, + stabler than mountains, agreeing with flowers, with tides, and the rising + and setting of autumnal stars. Melodious poets shall be hoarse as street + ballads, when once the penetrating key-note of nature and spirit is + sounded,—the earth-beat, sea-beat, heart-beat which makes the tune + to which the sun rolls, and the globule of blood, and the sap of trees. + </p> + <p> + In this mood, we hear the rumor that the seer has arrived, and his tale is + told. But there is no beauty, no heaven: for angels, goblins. The sad muse + loves night and death, and the pit. His Inferno is mesmeric. His spiritual + world bears the same relation to the generosities and joys of truth, of + which human souls have already made us cognizant, as a man’s bad + dreams bear to his ideal life. It is indeed very like, in its endless + power of lurid pictures, to the phenomena of dreaming, which nightly turns + many an honest gentleman, benevolent but dyspeptic, into a wretch, + skulking like a dog about the outer yards and kennels of creation. When he + mounts into the heavens, I do not hear its language. A man should not tell + me that he has walked among the angels; his proof is, that his eloquence + makes me one. Shall the archangels be less majestic and sweet than the + figures that have actually walked the earth? These angels that Swedenborg + paints give us no very high idea of their discipline and culture; they are + all country parsons; their heaven is a <i>fete champetre</i>, and + evangelical picnic, or French distribution of prizes to virtuous peasants. + Strange, scholastic, didactic, passionless, bloodless man, who denotes + classes of souls as a botanist disposes of a carex, and visits doleful + hells as a stratum of chalk or hornblende! He has no sympathy. He goes up + and down the world of men, a modern Rhadamanthus in gold-headed cane and + peruke, and with nonchalance, and the air of a referee, distributing + souls. The warm, many-weathered, passionate-peopled world is to him a + grammar of hieroglyphs, or an emblematic freemason’s procession. How + different is Jacob Behmen! he is tremulous with emotion, and listens + awe-struck, with the gentlest humanity, to the Teacher whose lessons he + conveys; and when he asserts that, “in some sort, love is greater + than God,” his heart beats so high that the thumping against his + leathern coat is audible across the centuries. ‘Tis a great + difference. Behmen is healthily and beautifully wise, notwithstanding the + mystical narrowness and incommunicableness. Swedenborg is disagreeably + wise, and, with all his accumulated gifts, paralyzes and repels. + </p> + <p> + It is the best sign of a great nature, that it opens a foreground, and, + like the breath of morning landscapes, invites us onward. Swedenborg is + retrospective, nor can we divest him of his mattock and shroud. Some minds + are forever restrained from descending into nature; others are forever + prevented from ascending out of it. With a force of many men, he could + never break the umbilical cord which held him to nature, and he did not + rise to the platform of pure genius. + </p> + <p> + It is remarkable that this man, who, by his perception of symbols, saw the + poetic construction of things, and the primary relation of mind to matter, + remained entirely devoid of the whole apparatus of poetic expression, + which that perception creates. He knew the grammar and rudiments of the + Mother-Tongue,—how could he not read off one strain into music? Was + he like Saadi, who, in his vision, designed to fill his lap with the + celestial flowers, as presents for his friends; but the fragrance of the + roses so intoxicated him, that the skirt dropped from his hands? or, is + reporting a breach of the manners of that heavenly society? or, was it + that he saw the vision intellectually, and hence that chiding of the + intellectual that pervades his books? Be it as it may, his books have no + melody, no emotion, no humor, no relief to the dead prosaic level. In his + profuse and accurate imagery is no pleasure, for there is no beauty. We + wander forlorn in a lack- lustre landscape. No bird ever sang in all these + gardens of the dead. The entire want of poetry in so transcendent a mind + betokens the disease, and, like a hoarse voice in a beautiful person, is a + kind of warning. I think, sometimes, he will not be read longer. His great + name will turn a sentence. His books have become a monument. His laurels + so largely mixed with cypress, a charnel-breath so mingles with the temple + incense, that boys and maids will shun the spot. + </p> + <p> + Yet, in this immolation of genius and fame at the shrine of conscience, is + a merit sublime beyond praise. He lived to purpose: he gave a verdict. He + elected goodness as the clue to which the soul must cling in all this + labyrinth of nature. Many opinions conflict as to the true center. In the + shipwreck, some cling to running rigging, some to cask and barrel, some to + spars, some to mast; the pilot chooses with science,—I plant myself + here; all will sink before this; “he comes to land who sails with + me.” Do not rely on heavenly favor, or on compassion to folly, or on + prudence, on common sense, the old usage and main chance of men; nothing + can keep you,—not fate, nor health, nor admirable intellect; none + can keep you, but rectitude only, rectitude forever and ever!—and, + with a tenacity that never swerved in all his studies, inventions, dreams, + he adheres to this brave choice. I think of him as of some transmigratory + votary of Indian legend, who says, “Though I be dog, or jackal, or + pismire, in the last rudiments of nature, under what integument or + ferocity, I cleave to right, as the sure ladder that leads up to man and + to God.” + </p> + <p> + Swedenborg has rendered a double service to mankind, which is now only + beginning to be known. By the science of experiment and use, he made his + first steps; he observed and published the laws of nature; and, ascending + by just degrees, from events to their summits and causes, he was fired + with piety at the harmonies he felt, and abandoned himself to his joy and + worship. This was his first service. If the glory was too bright for his + eyes to bear, if he staggered under the trance of delight, the more + excellent is the spectacle he saw, the realities of being which beam and + blaze through him, and which no infirmities of the prophet are suffered to + obscure; and he renders a second passive service to men, not less than the + first,—perhaps, in the great circle of being, and in the + retributions of spiritual nature, not less glorious or less beautiful to + himself. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0004" id="link2H_4_0004"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + IV. MONTAIGNE; OR, THE SKEPTIC. + </h2> + <p> + Every fact is related on one side to sensation and, on the other, to + morals. The game of thought is, on the appearance of one of these two + sides, to find the other; given the upper, to find the under side. Nothing + so thin, but has these two faces; and, when the observer has seen the + obverse, he turns it over to see the reverse. + </p> + <p> + Life is a pitching of this penny,—heads or tails. We never tire of + this game, because there is still a slight shudder of astonishment at the + exhibition of the other face, at the contrast of the two faces. A man is + flushed with success, and bethinks himself what this good luck signifies. + He drives his bargain in the street; but it occurs that he also is bought + and sold. He sees the beauty of a human face, and searches the cause of + that beauty, which must be more beautiful. He builds his fortunes, + maintains the laws, cherishes his children; but he asks himself, why? and + whereto? This head and this tail are called, in the language of + philosophy, Infinite and Finite; Relative and Absolute; Apparent and Real; + and many fine names beside. + </p> + <p> + Each man is born with a predisposition to one or the other of these sides + of nature; and it will easily happen that men will be found devoted to one + or the other. One class has the perception of difference, and is + conversant with facts and surfaces; cities and persons; and the bringing + certain things to pass;—the men of talent and action. Another class + have the perception of identity, and are men of faith and philosophy, men + of genius. + </p> + <p> + Each of these riders drives too fast. Plotinus believes only in + philosophers; Fenelon, in saints; Pindar and Byron, in poets. Read the + haughty language in which Plato and the Platonists speak of all men who + are not devoted to their own shining abstractions: other men are rats and + mice. The literary class is usually proud and exclusive. The + correspondence of Pope and Swift describes mankind around them as + monsters; and that of Goethe and Schiller, in our own time, is scarcely + more kind. + </p> + <p> + It is easy to see how this arrogance comes. The genius is a genius by the + first look he casts on any object. Is his eye creative? Does he not rest + in angles and colors, but beholds the design—he will presently + undervalue the actual object. In powerful moments, his thought has + dissolved the works of art and nature into their causes, so that the works + appear heavy and faulty. He has a conception of beauty which the sculptor + cannot embody. Picture, statue, temple, railroad, steam-engine, existed + first in an artist’s mind, without flaw, mistake, or friction, which + impair the executed models. So did the church, the state, college, court, + social circle, and all the institutions. It is not strange that these men, + remembering what they have seen and hoped of ideas, should affirm + disdainfully the superiority of ideas. Having at some time seen that the + happy soul will carry all the arts in power, they say, Why cumber + ourselves with superfluous realizations? and, like dreaming beggars, they + assume to speak and act as if these values were already substantiated. + </p> + <p> + On the other part, the men of toil and trade and luxury,—the animal + world, including the animal in the philosopher and poet also,—and + the practical world, including the painful drudgeries which are never + excused to philosopher or poet any more than to the rest,—weigh + heavily on the other side. The trade in our streets believes in no + metaphysical causes, thinks nothing of the force which necessitated + traders and a trading planet to exist; no, but sticks to cotton, sugar, + wool, and salt. The ward meetings, on election days, are not softened by + any misgivings of the value of these ballotings. Hot life is streaming in + a single direction. To the men of this world, to the animal strength and + spirits, to the men of practical power, whilst immersed in it, the man of + ideas appears out of his reason. They alone have reason. + </p> + <p> + Things always bring their own philosophy with them, that is, prudence. No + man acquires property without acquiring with it a little arithmetic, also. + In England, the richest country that ever existed, property stands for + more, compared with personal ability, than in any other. After dinner, a + man believes less, denies more; verities have lost some charm. After + dinner, arithmetic is the only science; ideas are disturbing, incendiary, + follies of young men, repudiated by the solid portion of society; and a + man comes to be valued by his athletic and animal qualities. Spence + relates, that Mr. Pope was with Sir Godfrey Kneller one day, when his + nephew, a Guinea trader, came in. “Nephew,” said Sir Godfrey, + “you have the honor of seeing the two greatest men in the world.” + “I don’t know how great men you may be,” said the Guinea + man, “but I don’t like your looks. I have often bought a man + much better than both of you, all muscles and bones, for ten guineas. + Thus, the men of the senses revenge themselves on the professors, and + repay scorn for scorn. The first had leaped to conclusions not yet ripe, + and say more than is true; the others make themselves merry with the + philosopher, and weigh man by the pound.—They believe that mustard + bites the tongue, that pepper is hot, friction-matches are incendiary, + revolvers to be avoided, and suspenders hold up pantaloons; that there is + much sentiment in a chest of tea; and a man will be eloquent, if you give + him good wine. Are you tender and scrupulous,—you must eat more + mince-pie. They hold that Luther had milk in him when he said, + </p> + <p> + “Wer nicht liebt Wein, Weib, und Gesang Der bleibt ein Narr sein + Leben lang,” + </p> + <p> + and when he advised a young scholar perplexed with fore-ordination and + free-will, to get well drunk. “The nerves,” says Cabanis, + “they are the man.” My neighbor, a jolly farmer, in the tavern + bar-room, thinks that the use of money is sure and speedy spending. + “For his part,” he says, “he puts his down his neck, and + gets the good of it.” + </p> + <p> + The inconvenience of this way of thinking is, that it runs into + indifferentism, and then into disgust. Life is eating us up. We shall be + fables presently. Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence. + Life’s well enough; but we shall be glad to get out of it, and they + will all be glad to have us. Why should we fret and drudge? Our meat will + taste to-morrow as it did yesterday, and we may at last have had enough of + it. “Ah,” said my languid gentleman at Oxford, “there’s + nothing new or true,—and no matter.” + </p> + <p> + With a little more bitterness, the cynic moans: our life is like an ass + led to market by a bundle of hay being carried before him: he sees nothing + but the bundle of hay. “There is so much trouble in coming into the + world,” said Lord Bolingbroke, “and so much more, as well as + meanness, in going out of it, that ‘tis hardly worth while to be + here at all.” I knew a philosopher of this kidney, who was + accustomed briefly to sum up his experience of human nature in saying, + “Mankind is a damned rascal:” and the natural corollary is + pretty sure to follow,—“The world lives by humbug, and so will + I.” + </p> + <p> + The abstractionist and the materialist thus mutually exasperating each + other, and the scoffer expressing the worst of materialism, there arises a + third party to occupy the middle ground between these two, the skeptic, + namely. He finds both wrong by being in extremes. He labors to plant his + feet, to be the beam of the balance. He will not go beyond his card. He + sees the one-sidedness of these men of the street; he will not be a + Gibeonite; he stands for the intellectual faculties, a cool head, and + whatever serves to keep it cool; no unadvised industry, no unrewarded + self-devotion, no loss of the brains in toil. Am I an ox, or a dray?—You + are both in extremes, he says. You that will have all solid, and a world + of pig-lead, deceive yourselves grossly. You believe yourselves rooted and + grounded on adamant; and, yet, if we uncover the last facts of our + knowledge, you are spinning like bubbles in a river, you know not whither + or whence, and you are bottomed and capped and wrapped in delusions. + </p> + <p> + Neither will he be betrayed to a book, and wrapped in a gown. The studious + class are their own victims; they are thin and pale, their feet are cold, + their heads are hot, the night is without sleep, the day a fear of + interruption,—pallor, squalor, hunger, and egotism. If you come near + them, and see what conceits they entertain,—they are + abstractionists, and spend their days and nights in dreaming some dreams; + in expecting the homage of society to some precious scheme built on a + truth, but destitute of proportion in its presentment, of justness in its + application, and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and + vitalize it. + </p> + <p> + But I see plainly, he says, that I cannot see. I know that human strength + is not in extremes, but in avoiding extremes. I, at least, will shun the + weakness of philosophizing beyond my depth. What is the use of pretending + to powers we have not? What is the use of pretending to assurances we have + not, respecting the other life? Why exaggerate the power of virtue? Why be + an angel before your time? These strings, wound up too high, will snap. If + there is a wish for immortality, and no evidence, why not say just that? + If there are conflicting evidences, why not state them? If there is not + ground for a candid thinker to make up his mind, yea or nay,—why not + suspend the judgment? I weary of these dogmatizers. I tire of these hacks + of routine, who deny the dogmas. I neither affirm nor deny. I stand here + to try the case. I am here to consider,—to consider how it is. I + will try to keep the balance true. Of what use to take the chair, and + glibly rattle off theories of societies, religion, and nature, when I know + that practical objections lie in the way, insurmountable by me and by my + mates? Why so talkative in public, when each of my neighbors can pin me to + my seat by arguments I cannot refute? Why pretend that life is so simple a + game, when we know how subtle and elusive the Proteus is? Why think to + shut up all things in your narrow coop, when we know there are not one or + two only, but ten, twenty, a thousand things, and unlike? Why fancy that + you have all the truth in your keeping? There is much to say on all sides. + </p> + <p> + Who shall forbid a wise skepticism, seeing that there is no practical + question on which anything more than an approximate solution can be had? + Is not marriage an open question when it is alleged, from the beginning of + the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such + as are out wish to get in? And the reply of Socrates, to him who asked + whether he should choose a wife, still remains reasonable, “that, + whether he should choose one or not, he would repent it.” Is not the + state a question? All society is divided in opinion on the subject of the + state. Nobody loves it; great numbers dislike it, and suffer conscientious + scruples to allegiance: and the only defense set up, is, the fear of doing + worse in disorganizing. Is it otherwise with the church? Or, to put any of + the questions which touch mankind nearest,—shall the young man aim + at a leading part in law, in politics, in trade? It will not be pretended + that a success in either of these kinds is quite coincident with what is + best and inmost in his mind. Shall he, then, cutting the stays that hold + him fast to the social state, put out to sea with no guidance but his + genius? There is much to say on both sides. Remember the open question + between the present order of “competition,” and the friends of + “attractive and associated labor.” The generous minds embrace + the proposition of labor shared by all; it is the only honesty; nothing + else is safe. It is from the poor man’s hut alone, that strength and + virtue come; and yet, on the other side, it is alleged that labor impairs + the form, and breaks the spirit of man, and the laborers cry unanimously, + “We have no thoughts.” Culture, how indispensable! I cannot + forgive you the want of accomplishment; and yet, culture will instantly + destroy that chiefest beauty of spontaneousness. Excellent is culture for + a savage; but once let him read in the book, and he is no longer able not + to think of Plutarch’s heroes. In short, since true fortitude of + understanding consists “in not letting what we know be embarrassed + by what we do not know,” we ought to secure those advantages which + we can command, and not risk them by clutching after the airy and + unattainable. Come, no chimeras! Let us go abroad; let us mix in affairs; + let us learn, and get, and have, and climb. “Men are a sort of + moving plants, and, like trees, receive a great part of their nourishment + from the air. If they keep too much at home, they pine.” Let us have + a robust, manly life; let us know what we know, for certain; what we have, + let it be solid, and seasonable, and our own. A world in the hand is worth + two in the bush. Let us have to do with real men and women, and not with + skipping ghosts. + </p> + <p> + This, then, is the right ground of the skeptic,—this of + consideration, of self-containing; not at all of unbelief; not at all of + universal denying, nor of universal doubting,—doubting even that he + doubts; least of all, of scoffing and profligate jeering at all that is + stable and good. These are no more his moods than are those of religion + and philosophy. He is the considerer, the prudent, taking in sail, + counting stock, husbanding his means, believing that a man has too many + enemies, than that he can afford to be his own; that we cannot give + ourselves too many advantages, in this unequal conflict, with powers so + vast and unweariable ranged on one side, and this little, conceited, + vulnerable popinjay that a man is, bobbing up and down into every danger, + on the other. It is a position taken up for better defense, as of more + safety, and one that can be maintained; and it is one of more opportunity + and range; as, when we build a house, the rule is, to set it not too high + nor too low, under the wind, but out of the dirt. + </p> + <p> + The philosophy we want is one of fluxions and mobility. The Spartan and + Stoic schemes are too stark and stiff for our occasion. A theory of Saint + John, and of non-resistance, seems, on the other hand, too thin and + aerial. We want some coat woven of elastic steel, stout as the first, and + limber as the second. We want a ship in these billows we inhabit. An + angular, dogmatic house would be rent to chips and splinters, in this + storm of many elements. No, it must be tight, and fit to the form of man, + to live at all; as a shell is the architecture of a house founded on the + sea. The soul of man must be the type of our scheme, just as the body of + man is the type after which a dwelling-house is built. Adaptiveness is the + peculiarity of human nature. We are golden averages, volitant stabilities, + compensated or periodic errors, houses founded on the sea. The wise + skeptic wishes to have a near view of the best game, and the chief + players; what is best in the planet; art and nature, places and events, + but mainly men. Everything that is excellent in mankind,—a form of + grace, an arm of iron, lips of persuasion, a brain of resources, every one + skilful to play and win,—he will see and judge. + </p> + <p> + The terms of admission to this spectacle are, that he have a certain solid + and intelligible way of living of his own; some method of answering the + inevitable needs of human life; proof that he has played with skill and + success; that he has evinced the temper, stoutness, and the range of + qualities which, among his contemporaries and countrymen, entitle him to + fellowship and trust. For, the secrets of life are not shown except to + sympathy and likeness. Men do not confide themselves to boys, or coxcombs, + or pedants, but to their peers. Some wise limitation, as the modern phrase + is; some condition between the extremes, and having itself a positive + quality; some stark and sufficient man, who is not salt or sugar, but + sufficiently related to the world to do justice to Paris or London, and, + at the same time, a vigorous and original thinker, whom cities cannot + overawe, but who uses them,—is the fit person to occupy this ground + of speculation. + </p> + <p> + These qualities meet in the character of Montaigne. And yet, since the + personal regard which I entertain for Montaigne may be unduly great, I + will, under the shield of this prince of egotists, offer, as an apology + for electing him as the representative of skepticism, a word or two to + explain how my love began and grew for this admirable gossip. + </p> + <p> + A single odd volume of Cotton’s translation of the Essays remained + to me from my father’s library, when a boy. It lay long neglected, + until, after many years, when I was newly escaped from college, I read the + book, and procured the remaining volumes. I remember the delight and + wonder in which I lived with it. It seemed to me as if I had myself + written the book, in some former life, so sincerely it spoke to my thought + and experience. It happened, when in Paris, in 1833, that, in the cemetery + of Pere le Chaise, I came to a tomb of Augustus Collignon, who died in + 1830, aged sixty-eight years, and who, said the monument, “lived to + do right, and had formed himself to virtue on the Essays of Montaigne.” + Some years later, I became acquainted with an accomplished English poet, + John Sterling; and, in prosecuting my correspondence, I found that, from a + love of Montaigne, he had made a pilgrimage to his chateau, still standing + near Castellan, in Perigord, and, after two hundred and fifty years, had + copied from the walls of his library the inscriptions which Montaigne had + written there. That Journal of Mr. Sterling’s, published in the + Westminster Review, Mr. Hazlitt has reprinted in the Prolegomenae to his + edition of the Essays. I heard with pleasure that one of the + newly-discovered autographs of William Shakspeare was in a copy of Florio’s + translation of Montaigne. It is the only book which we certainly know to + have been in the poet’s library. And, oddly enough, the duplicate + copy of Florio, which the British Museum purchased, with a view of + protecting the Shakspeare autograph (as I was informed in the Museum), + turned out to have the autograph of Ben Jonson in the fly-leaf. Leigh Hunt + relates of Lord Byron, that Montaigne was the only great writer of past + times whom he read with avowed satisfaction. Other coincidences, not + needful to be mentioned here, concurred to make this old Gascon still new + and immortal for me. + </p> + <p> + In 1571, on the death of his father, Montaigne, then thirty-eight years + old, retired from the practice of law, at Bordeaux, and settled himself on + his estate. Though he had been a man of pleasure, and sometimes a + courtier, his studious habits now grew on him, and he loved the compass, + staidness, and independence of the country gentleman’s life. He took + up his economy in good earnest, and made his farms yield the most. + Downright and plain-dealing, and abhorring to be deceived or to deceive, + he was esteemed in the country for his sense and probity. In the civil + wars of the League, which converted every house into a fort, Montaigne + kept his gates open, and his house without defense. All parties freely + came and went, his courage and honor being universally esteemed. The + neighboring lords and gentry brought jewels and papers to him for + safekeeping. Gibbon reckons, in these bigoted times, but two men of + liberality in France,—Henry IV. and Montaigne. + </p> + <p> + Montaigne is the frankest and honestest of all writers. His French freedom + runs into grossness; but he has anticipated all censures by the bounty of + his own confessions. In his times, books were written to one sex only, and + almost all were written in Latin; so that, in a humorist, a certain + nakedness of statement was permitted, which our manners, of a literature + addressed equally to both sexes, do not allow. But, though a biblical + plainness, coupled with a most uncanonical levity, may shut his pages to + many sensitive readers, yet the offence is superficial. He parades it: he + makes the most of it; nobody can think or say worse of him than he does. + He pretends to most of the vices; and, if there be any virtue in him, he + says, it got in by stealth. There is no man, in his opinion, who has not + deserved hanging five or six times; and he pretends no exception in his + own behalf. “Five or six as ridiculous stories,” too, he says, + “can be told of me, as of any man living.” But, with all this + really superfluous frankness, the opinion of an invincible probity grows + into every reader’s mind. + </p> + <p> + “When I the most strictly and religiously confess myself, I find + that the best virtue I have has in it some tincture of vice; and I am + afraid that Plato, in his purest virtue (I, who am as sincere and perfect + a lover of virtue of that stamp as any other whatever), if he had + listened, and laid his ear close to himself, would have heard some jarring + sound of human mixture; but faint and remote, and only to be perceived by + himself.” + </p> + <p> + Here is an impatience and fastidiousness at color or pretense of any kind. + He has been in courts so long as to have conceived a furious disgust at + appearances; he will indulge himself with a little cursing and swearing; + he will talk with sailors and gypsies, use flash and street ballads; he + has stayed indoors till he is deadly sick; he will to the open air, though + it rain bullets. He has seen too much of gentlemen of the long robe, until + he wishes for cannibals; and is so nervous, by factitious life, that he + thinks, the more barbarous man is, the better he is. He likes his saddle. + You may read theology, and grammar, and metaphysics elsewhere. Whatever + you get here, shall smack of the earth and of real life, sweet, or smart, + or stinging. He makes no hesitation to entertain you with the records of + his disease; and his journey to Italy is quite full of that matter. He + took and kept this position of equilibrium. Over his name, he drew an + emblematic pair of scales, and wrote, <i>Que sais-je?</i> under it. As I + look at his effigy opposite the title-page, I seem to hear him say, + “You may play old Poz, if you will; you may rail and exaggerate,—I + stand here for truth, and will not, for all the states, and churches, and + revenues, and personal reputations of Europe, overstate the dry fact, as I + see it; I will rather mumble and prose about what I certainly know,—my + house and barns; my father, my wife, and my tenants; my old lean bald + pate; my knives and forks; what meats I eat, and what drinks I prefer; and + a hundred straws just as ridiculous,—than I will write, with a fine + crow-quill, a fine romance. I like gray days, and autumn and winter + weather. I am gray and autumnal myself, and think an undress, and old + shoes that do not pinch my feet, and old friends who do not constrain me, + and plain topics where I do not need to strain myself and pump my brains, + the most suitable. Our condition as men is risky and ticklish enough. One + cannot be sure of himself and his fortune an hour, but he may be whisked + off into some pitiable or ridiculous plight. Why should I vapor and play + the philosopher, instead of ballasting, the best I can, this dancing + balloon? So, at least, I live within compass, keep myself ready for + action, and can shoot the gulf, at last, with decency. If there be + anything farcical in such a life, the blame is not mine; let it lie at + fate’s and nature’s door.” + </p> + <p> + The Essays, therefore, are an entertaining soliloquy on every random topic + that comes into his head; treating everything without ceremony, yet with + masculine sense. There have been men with deeper insight; but, one would + say, never a man with such abundance of thoughts; he is never dull, never + insincere, and has the genius to make the reader care for all that he + cares for. + </p> + <p> + The sincerity and marrow of the man reaches to his sentences. I know not + anywhere the book that seems less written. It is the language of + conversation transferred to a book. Cut these words, and they would bleed; + they are vascular and alive. One has the same pleasure in it that we have + in listening to the necessary speech of men about their work, when any + unusual circumstance give momentary importance to the dialogue. For + blacksmiths and teamsters do not trip in their speech; it is a shower of + bullets. It is Cambridge men who correct themselves, and begin again at + every half-sentence, and, moreover, will pun, and refine too much, and + swerve from the matter to the expression. Montaigne talks with shrewdness, + knows the world, and books, and himself, and uses the positive degree; + never shrieks, or protests, or prays; no weakness, no convulsion, no + superlative; does not wish to jump out of his skin, or play any antics, or + annihilate space or time; but is stout and solid; tastes every moment of + the day; likes pain, because it makes him feel himself, and realize + things; as we pinch ourselves to know that we are awake. He keeps the + plain; he rarely mounts or sinks; likes to feel solid ground, and the + stones underneath. His writing has no enthusiasms, no aspiration; + contented, self-respecting, and keeping the middle of the road. There is + but one exception,—in his love for Socrates. In speaking of him, for + once his cheek flushes, and his style rises to passion. + </p> + <p> + Montaigne died of a quinsy, at the age of sixty, in 1592. When he came to + die, he caused the mass to be celebrated in his chamber. At the age of + thirty-three, he had been married. “But,” he says, “might + I have had my own will, I would not have married Wisdom herself, if she + would have had me; but ‘tis to much purpose to evade it, the common + custom and use of life will have it so. Most of my actions are guided by + example, not choice.” In the hour of death he gave the same weight + to custom. <i>Que sais-je?</i> What do I know. + </p> + <p> + This book of Montaigne the world has endorsed, by translating it into all + tongues, and printing seventy-five editions of it in Europe; and that, + too, a circulation somewhat chosen, namely, among courtiers, soldiers, + princes, men of the world, and men of wit and generosity. + </p> + <p> + Shall we say that Montaigne has spoken wisely, and given the right and + permanent expression of the human mind, on the conduct of life? + </p> + <p> + We are natural believers. Truth, or the connection between cause and + effect, alone interests us. We are persuaded that a thread runs through + all things; all worlds are strung on it, as beads; and men, and events, + and life, come to us, only because of that thread; they pass and repass, + only that we may know the direction and continuity of that line. A book or + statement which goes to show that there is no line, but random and chaos, + a calamity out of nothing, a prosperity and no account of it, a hero born + from a fool, a fool from a hero,—dispirits us. Seen or unseen, we + believe the tie exists. Talent makes counterfeit ties; genius finds the + real ones. We hearken to the man of science, because we anticipate the + sequence in natural phenomena which he uncovers. We love whatever affirms, + connects, preserves; and dislike what scatters or pulls down. One man + appears whose nature is to all men’s eyes conserving and + constructive; his presence supposes a well-ordered society, agriculture, + trade, large institutions, and empire. If these did not exist, they would + begin to exist through his endeavors. Therefore, he cheers and comforts + men, who feel all this in him very readily. The nonconformist and the + rebel say all manner of unanswerable things against the existing republic, + but discover to our sense no plan of house or state of their own. + Therefore, though the town, and state, and way of living, which our + counselor contemplated, might be a very modest or musty prosperity, yet + men rightly go for him, and reject the reformer, so long as he comes only + with axe and crowbar. + </p> + <p> + But though we are natural conservers and causationists, and reject a sour, + dumpish unbelief, the skeptical class, which Montaigne represents, have + reason, and every man, at some time, belongs to it. Every superior mind + will pass through this domain of equilibration,—I should rather say, + will know how to avail himself of the checks and balances in nature, as a + natural weapon against the exaggeration and formalism of bigots and + blockheads. + </p> + <p> + Skepticism is the attitude assumed by the student in relation to the + particulars which society adores, but which he sees to be reverent only in + their tendency and spirit. The ground occupied by the skeptic is the + vestibule of the temple. Society does not like to have any breath of + question blown on the existing order. But the interrogation of custom at + all points is an inevitable stage in the growth of every superior mind, + and is the evidence of its perception of the flowing power which remains + itself in all changes. + </p> + <p> + The superior mind will find itself equally at odds with the evils of + society, and with the projects that are offered to relieve them. The wise + skeptic is a bad citizen; no conservative; he sees the selfishness of + property, and the drowsiness of institutions. But neither is he fit to + work with any democratic party that ever was constituted; for parties wish + every one committed, and he penetrates the popular patriotism. His + politics are those of the “Soul’s Errand” of Sir Walter + Raleigh; or of Krishna, in the Bhagavat, “There is none who is + worthy of my love or hatred;” while he sentences law, physic, + divinity, commerce, and custom. He is a reformer: yet he is no better + member of the philanthropic association. It turns out that he is not the + champion of the operative, the pauper, the prisoner, the slave. It stands + in his mind, that our life in this world is not of quite so easy + interpretation as churches and school-books say. He does not wish to take + ground against these benevolences, to play the part of devil’s + attorney, and blazon every doubt and sneer that darkens the sun for him. + But he says, There are doubts. + </p> + <p> + I mean to use the occasion, and celebrate the calendar-day of our Saint + Michel de Montaigne, by counting and describing these doubts or negations. + I wish to ferret them out of their holes, and sun them a little. We must + do with them as the police do with old rogues, who are shown up to the + public at the marshal’s office. They will never be so formidable, + when once they have been identified and registered. But I mean honestly by + them—that justice shall be done to their terrors. I shall not take + Sunday objections, made up on purpose to be put down. I shall take the + worst I can find, whether I can dispose of them, or they of me. + </p> + <p> + I do not press the skepticism of the materialist. I know the quadruped + opinion will not prevail. ‘Tis of no importance what bats and oxen + think. The first dangerous symptom I report is, the levity of intellect; + as if it were fatal to earnestness to know much. Knowledge is the knowing + that we cannot know. The dull pray; the geniuses are light mockers. How + respectable is earnestness on every platform! but intellect kills it. Nay, + San Carlo, my subtle and admirable friend, one of the most penetrating of + men, finds that all direct ascension, even of lofty piety, leads to this + ghastly insight, and sends back the votary orphaned. My astonishing San + Carlo thought the lawgivers and saints infected. They found the ark empty; + saw, and would not tell; and tried to choke off their approaching + followers, by saying, “Action, action, my dear fellows, is for you!” + Bad as was to me this detection by San Carlo, this frost in July, this + blow from a brick, there was still a worse, namely, the cloy or satiety of + the saints. In the mount of vision, ere they have yet risen from their + knees, they say, “We discover that this our homage and beatitude is + partial and deformed; we must fly for relief to the suspected and reviled + Intellect, to the Understanding, the Mephistopheles, to the gymnastics of + latent.” + </p> + <p> + This is hobgoblin the first; and, though it has been the subject of much + elegy, in our nineteenth century, from Byron, Goethe, and other poets of + less fame, not to mention many distinguished private observers,—I + confess it is not very affecting to my imagination; for it seems to + concern the shattering of baby-houses and crockery-shops. What flutters + the church of Rome, or of England, or of Geneva, or of Boston, may yet be + very far from touching any principle of faith. I think that the intellect + and moral sentiment are unanimous; and that, though philosophy extirpates + bugbears, yet it supplies the natural checks of vice, and polarity to the + soul. I think that the wiser a man is, the more stupendous he finds the + natural and moral economy, and lifts himself to a more absolute reliance. + </p> + <p> + There is the power of moods, each setting at nought all but its own tissue + of facts and beliefs. There is the power of complexions, obviously + modifying the dispositions and sentiments. The beliefs and unbeliefs + appear to be structural; and, as soon as each man attains the poise and + vivacity which allow the whole machinery to play, he will not need extreme + examples, but will rapidly alternate all opinions in his own life. Our + life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour. We go forth austere, + dedicated, believing in the iron links of Destiny, and will not turn on + our heel to save our life; but a book, or a bust, or only the sound of a + name, shoots a spark through the nerves, and we suddenly believe in will: + my finger-ring shall be the seal of Solomon: fate is for imbeciles: all is + possible to the resolved mind. Presently, a new experience gives a new + turn to our thoughts: common sense resumes its tyranny: we say, “Well, + the army, after all, is the gate to fame, manners, and poetry: and, look + you,—on the whole, selfishness plants best, prunes best, makes the + best commerce, and the best citizen.” Are the opinions of a man on + right and wrong, on fate and causation, at the mercy of a broken sleep or + an indigestion? Is his belief in God and Duty no deeper than a stomach + evidence? And what guaranty for the permanence of his opinions? I like not + the French celerity,—a new church and state once a week.—This + is the second negation; and I shall let it pass for what it will. As far + as it asserts rotation of states of mind, I suppose it suggests its own + remedy, namely, in the record of larger periods. What is the mean of many + states; of all the states? Does the general voice of ages affirm any + principle, or is no community of sentiment discoverable in distant times + and places? And when it shows the power of self-interest, I accept that as + a part of the divine law, and must reconcile it with aspiration the best I + can. + </p> + <p> + The word Fate, or Destiny, expresses the sense of mankind, in all ages,—that + the laws of the world do not always befriend, but often hurt and crush us. + Fate, in the shape of Kinde or nature, grows over us like grass. We paint + Time with a scythe; Love and Fortune, blind; and Destiny, deaf. We have + too little power of resistance against this ferocity which champs us up. + What front can we make against these unavoidable, victorious, maleficent + forces? What can I do against the influence of Race, in my history? What + can I do against hereditary and constitutional habits, against scrofula, + lymph, impotence? against climate, against barbarism, in my country? I can + reason down or deny everything, except this perpetual Belly; feed he must + and will, and I cannot make him respectable. + </p> + <p> + But the main resistance which the affirmative impulse finds, and one + including all others, is in the doctrine of the Illusionists. There is a + painful rumor in circulation, that we have been practiced upon in all the + principal performances of life, and free agency is the emptiest name. We + have been sopped and drugged with the air, with food, with woman, with + children, with sciences, with events which leave us exactly where they + found us. The mathematics, ‘tis complained, leave the mind where + they find it: so do all sciences; and so do all events and actions. I find + a man who has passed through all the sciences, the churl he was; and, + through all the offices, learned, civil, and social, can detect the child. + We are not the less necessitated to dedicate life to them. In fact, we may + come to accept it as the fixed rule and theory of our state of education, + that God is a substance, and his method is illusion. The eastern sages + owned the goddess Yoganidra, the great illusory energy of Vishnu, by whom, + as utter ignorance, the whole world is beguiled. + </p> + <p> + Or, shall I state it thus?—The astonishment of life, is, the absence + of any appearance of reconciliation between the theory and practice of + life. Reason, the prized reality, the Law, is apprehended, now and then, + for a serene and profound moment, amidst the hubbub of cares and works + which have no direct bearing on it;—is then lost, for months or + years, and again found, for an interval, to be lost again. If we compute + it in time, we may, in fifty years, have half a dozen reasonable hours. + But what are these cares and works the better? A method in the world we do + not see, but this parallelism of great and little, which never react on + each other, nor discover the smallest tendency to converge. Experiences, + fortunes, governings, readings, writings are nothing to the purpose; as + when a man comes into the room, it does not appear whether he has been fed + on yams or buffalo,—he has contrived to get so much bone and fibre + as he wants, out of rice or out of snow. So vast is the disproportion + between the sky of law and the pismire of performance under it, that, + whether he is a man of worth or a sot, is not so great a matter as we say. + Shall I add, as one juggle of this enchantment, the stunning + non-intercourse law which makes cooperation impossible? The young spirit + pants to enter society. But all the ways of culture and greatness lead to + solitary imprisonment. He has been often baulked. He did not expect a + sympathy with his thought from the village, but he went with it to the + chosen and intelligent, and found no entertainment for it, but mere + misapprehension, distaste, and scoffing. Men are strangely mistimed and + misapplied; and the excellence of each is an inflamed individualism which + separates him more. + </p> + <p> + There are these, and more than these diseases of thought, which our + ordinary teachers do not attempt to remove. Now shall we, because a good + nature inclines us to virtue’s side, say, There are no doubts,—and + lie for the right? Is life to be led in a brave or in a cowardly manner? + and is not the satisfaction of the doubts essential to all manliness? Is + the name of virtue to be a barrier to that which is virtue? Can you not + believe that a man of earnest and burly habit may find small good in tea, + essays, and catechism, and want a rougher instruction, want men, labor, + trade, farming, war, hunger, plenty, love, hatred, doubt, and terror, to + make things plain to him; and has he not a right to insist on being + convinced in his own way? When he is convinced, he will be worth the + pains. + </p> + <p> + Belief consists in accepting the affirmations of the soul; unbelief in + denying them. Some minds are incapable of skepticism. The doubts they + profess to entertain are rather a civility or accommodation to the common + discourse of their company. They may well give themselves leave to + speculate, for they are secure of a return. Once admitted to the heaven of + thought, they see no relapse into night, but infinite invitation on the + other side. Heaven is within heaven, and sky over sky, and they are + encompassed with divinities. Others there are, to whom the heaven is + brass, and it shuts down to the surface of the earth. It is a question of + temperament, or of more or less immersion in nature. The last class must + needs have a reflex or parasite faith; not a sight of realities, but an + instinctive reliance on the seers and believers of realities. The manners + and thoughts of believers astonish them, and convince them that these have + seen something which is hid from themselves. But their sensual habit would + fix the believer to his last position, whilst he as inevitably advances; + and presently the unbeliever, for love of belief, burns the believer. + </p> + <p> + Great believers are always reckoned infidels, impracticable, fantastic, + atheistic, and really men of no account. The spiritualist finds himself + driven to express his faith by a series of skepticisms. Charitable souls + come with their projects, and ask his cooperation. How can he hesitate? It + is the rule of mere comity and courtesy to agree where you can, and to + turn your sentence with something auspicious, and not freezing and + sinister. But he is forced to say, “O, these things will be as they + must be: what can you do? These particular griefs and crimes are the + foliage and fruit of such trees as we see growing. It is vain to complain + of the leaf or the berry: cut it off; it will bear another just as bad. + You must begin your cure lower down.” The generosities of the day + prove an intractable element for him. The people’s questions are not + his; their methods are not his; and, against all the dictates of good + nature, he is driven to say, he has no pleasure in them. + </p> + <p> + Even the doctrines dear to the hope of man, of the divine Providence, and + of the immortality of the soul, his neighbors cannot put the statement so + that he shall affirm it. But he denies out of more faith, and not less. He + denies out of honesty. He had rather stand charged with the imbecility of + skepticism, than with untruth. I believe, he says, in the moral design of + the universe; it exists hospitably for the weal of the souls; but your + dogmas seem to me caricatures; why should I make believe them? Will any + say, this is cold and infidel? The wise and magnanimous will not say so. + They will exult in his far-sighted good-will, that can abandon to the + adversary all the ground of tradition and common belief, without losing a + jot of strength. It sees to the end of all transgression. George Fox saw + “that there was an ocean of darkness and death; but withal, an + infinite ocean of light and love which flowed over that of darkness.” + </p> + <p> + The final solution in which skepticism is lost is in the moral sentiment, + which never forfeits its supremacy. All moods may be safely tried, and + their weight allowed to all objections: the moral sentiment as easily + outweighs them all, as any one. This is the drop which balances the sea. I + play with the miscellany of facts, and take those superficial views which + we call skepticism; but I know that they will presently appear to me in + that order which makes skepticism impossible. A man of thought must feel + the thought that is parent of the universe, that the masses of nature do + undulate and flow. + </p> + <p> + This faith avails to the whole emergency of life and objects. The world is + saturated with deity and with law. He is content with just and unjust, + with sots and fools, with the triumph of folly and fraud. He can behold + with serenity the yawning gulf between the ambition of man and his power + of performance, between the demand and supply of power, which makes the + tragedy of all souls. + </p> + <p> + Charles Fourier announced that “the attractions of man are + proportioned to his destinies;” in other words, that every desire + predicts its own satisfaction. Yet, all experience exhibits the reverse of + this; the incompetency of power is the universal grief of young and ardent + minds. They accuse the divine Providence of a certain parsimony. It has + shown the heaven and earth to every child, and filled him with a desire + for the whole; a desire raging, infinite; a hunger, as of space to be + filled with planets; a cry of famine, as of devils for souls. Then for the + satisfaction,—to each man is administered a single drop, a bead of + dew of vital power per day,—a cup as large as space, and one drop of + the water of life in it. Each man woke in the morning, with an appetite + that could eat the solar system like a cake; a spirit for action and + passion without bounds; he could lay his hand on the morning star; he + could try conclusions with gravitation or chemistry; but, on the first + motion to prove his strength—hands, feet, senses, gave way, and + would not serve him. He was an emperor deserted by his states, and left to + whistle by himself, or thrust into a mob of emperors, all whistling: and + still the sirens sang, “The attractions are proportioned to the + destinies.” In every house, in the heart of each maiden, and of each + boy, in the soul of the soaring saint, this chasm is found,— between + the largest promise of ideal power, and the shabby experience. + </p> + <p> + The expansive nature of truth comes to our succor, elastic, not to be + surrounded. Man helps himself by larger generalizations. The lesson of + life is practically to generalize; to believe what the years and the + centuries say against the hours; to resist the usurpation of particulars; + to penetrate to their catholic sense. Things seem to say one thing, and + say the reverse. The appearance is immoral; the result is moral. Things + seem to tend downward, to justify despondency, to promote rogues, to + defeat the just; and, by knaves, as by martyrs, the just cause is carried + forward. Although knaves win in every political struggle, although society + seems to be delivered over from the hands of one set of criminals into the + hands of another set of criminals, as fast as the government is changed, + and the march of civilization is a train of felonies, yet, general ends + are somehow answered. We see, now, events forced on, which seem to retard + or retrograde the civility of ages. But the world-spirit is a good + swimmer, and storms and waves cannot drown him. He snaps his finger at + laws; and so, throughout history, heaven seems to affect low and poor + means. Through the years and the centuries, through evil agents, through + toys and atoms, a great and beneficent tendency irresistibly streams. + </p> + <p> + Let a man learn to look for the permanent in the mutable and fleeting; let + him learn to bear the disappearance of things he was wont to reverence, + without losing his reverence; let him learn that he is here, not to work, + but to be worked upon; and that, though abyss open under abyss, and + opinion displace opinion, all are at last contained in the Eternal cause.— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “If my bark sink, ‘tis to another sea.” + </pre> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0005" id="link2H_4_0005"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + V. SHAKSPEARE; OR, THE POET. + </h2> + <p> + Great men are more distinguished by range and extent than by originality. + If we require the originality which consists in weaving, like a spider, + their web from their own bowels; in finding clay, and making bricks and + building the house, no great men are original. Nor does valuable + originality consist in unlikeness to other men. The hero is in the press + of knights, and the thick of events; and, seeing what men want, and + sharing their desire, he adds the needful length of sight and of arm, to + come at the desired point. The greatest genius is the most indebted man. A + poet is no rattlebrain, saying what comes uppermost, and, because he says + everything, saying, at last, something good; but a heart in unison with + his time and country. There is nothing whimsical and fantastic in his + production, but sweet and sad earnest, freighted with the weightiest + convictions, and pointed with the most determined aim which any man or + class knows of in his times. + </p> + <p> + The Genius of our life is jealous of individuals, and will not have any + individual great, except through the general. There is no choice to + genius. A great man does not wake up on some fine morning, and say, + “I am full of life, I will go to sea, and find an Antarctic + continent: to-day I will square the circle: I will ransack botany, and + find a new food for man: I have a new architecture in my mind: I foresee a + new mechanic power;” no, but he finds himself in the river of the + thoughts and events, forced onward by the ideas and necessities of his + contemporaries. He stands where all the eyes of men look one way, and + their hands all point in the direction in which he should go. The church + has reared him amidst rites and pomps, and he carries out the advice which + her music gave him, and builds a cathedral needed by her chants and + processions. He finds a war raging: it educates him by trumpet, in + barracks, and he betters the instruction. He finds two counties groping to + bring coal, or flour, or fish, from the place of production to the place + of consumption, and he hits on a railroad. Every master has found his + materials collected, and his power lay in his sympathy with his people, + and in his love of the materials he wrought in. What an economy of power! + and what a compensation for the shortness of life! All is done to his + hand. The world has brought him thus far on his way. The human race has + gone out before him, sunk the hills, filled the hollows, and bridged the + rivers. Men, nations, poets, artisans, women, all have worked for him, and + he enters into their labors. Choose any other thing, out of the line of + tendency, out of the national feeling and history, and he would have all + to do for himself: his powers would be expended in the first preparations. + Great genial power, one would almost say, consists in not being original + at all; in being altogether receptive; in letting the world do all, and + suffering the spirit of the hour to pass unobstructed through the mind. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare’s youth fell in a time when the English people were + importunate for dramatic entertainments. The court took offence easily at + political allusions, and attempted to suppress them. The Puritans, a + growing and energetic party, and the religious among the Anglican church, + would suppress them. But the people wanted them. Inn-yards, houses without + roofs, and extemporaneous enclosures at country fairs, were the ready + theatres of strolling players. The people had tasted this new joy; and, as + we could not hope to suppress newspapers now,—no, not by the + strongest party,—neither then could king, prelate, or puritan, alone + or united, suppress an organ, which was ballad, epic, newspaper, caucus, + lecture, punch, and library, at the same time. Probably king, prelate and + puritan, all found their own account in it. It had become, by all causes, + a national interest,—by no means conspicuous, so that some great + scholar would have thought of treating it in an English history,—but + not a whit less considerable, because it was cheap, and of no account, + like a baker’s-shop. The best proof of its vitality is the crowd of + writers which suddenly broke into this field; Kyd, Marlow, Greene, Jonson, + Chapman, Dekker, Webster, Heywood, Middleton, Peele, Ford, Massinger, + Beaumont, and Fletcher. + </p> + <p> + The secure possession, by the stage, of the public mind, is of the first + importance to the poet who works for it. He loses no time in idle + experiments. Here is audience and expectation prepared. In the case of + Shakespeare there is much more. At the time when he left Stratford, and + went up to London, a great body of stage-plays, of all dates and writers, + existed in manuscript, and were in turn produced on the boards. Here is + the Tale of Troy, which the audience will bear hearing some part of every + week; the Death of Julius Caesar, and other stories out of Plutarch, which + they never tire of; a shelf full of English history, from the chronicles + of Brut and Arthur, down to the royal Henries, which men hear eagerly; and + a string of doleful tragedies, merry Italian tales, and Spanish voyages, + which all the London ‘prentices know. All the mass has been treated, + with more or less skill, by every playwright, and the prompter has the + soiled and tattered manuscripts. It is now no longer possible to say who + wrote them first. They have been the property of the Theatre so long, and + so many rising geniuses have enlarged or altered them, inserting a speech, + or a whole scene, or adding a song, that no man can any longer claim + copyright on this work of numbers. Happily, no man wishes to. They are not + yet desired in that way. We have few readers, many spectators and hearers. + They had best lie where they are. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare, in common with his comrades, esteemed the mass of old plays, + waste stock, in which any experiment could be freely tried. Had the <i>prestige</i> + which hedges about a modern tragedy existed, nothing could have been done. + The rude warm blood of the living England circulated in the play, as in + street-ballads, and gave body which he wanted to his airy and majestic + fancy. The poet needs a ground in popular tradition on which he may work, + and which, again, may restrain his art within the due temperance. It holds + him to the people, supplies a foundation for his edifice; and, in + furnishing so much work done to his hand, leaves him at leisure, and in + full strength for the audacities of his imagination. In short, the poet + owes to his legend what sculpture owed to the temple. Sculpture in Egypt, + and in Greece, grew up in subordination to architecture. It was the + ornament of the temple wall: at first, a rude relief carved on pediments, + then the relief became bolder, and a head or arm was projected from the + wall, the groups being still arrayed with reference to the building, which + serves also as a frame to hold the figures; and when, at last, the + greatest freedom of style and treatment was reached, the prevailing genius + of architecture still enforced a certain calmness and continence in the + statue. As soon as the statue was begun for itself, and with no reference + to the temple or palace, the art began to decline: freak, extravagance, + and exhibition, took the place of the old temperance. This balance-wheel, + which the sculptor found in architecture, the perilous irritability of + poetic talent found in the accumulated dramatic materials to which the + people were already wonted, and which had a certain excellence which no + single genius, however extraordinary, could hope to create. + </p> + <p> + In point of fact, it appears that Shakspeare did owe debts in all + directions, and was able to use whatever he found; and the amount of + indebtedness may be inferred from Malone’s laborious computations in + regard to the First, Second, and Third parts of Henry VI., in which, + “out of 6043 lines, 1771 were written by some author preceding + Shakspeare; 2373 by him, on the foundation laid by his predecessors; and + 1899 were entirely his own.” And the preceding investigation hardly + leaves a single drama of his absolute invention. Malone’s sentence + is an important piece of external history. In Henry VIII., I think I see + plainly the cropping out of the original rock on which his own finer + stratum was laid. The first play was written by a superior, thoughtful + man, with a vicious ear. I can mark his lines, and know well their + cadence. See Wolsey’s soliloquy, and the following scene with + Cromwell, where,—instead of the metre of Shakspeare, whose secret + is, that the thought constructs the tune, so that reading for the sense + will best bring out the rhythm,—here the lines are constructed on a + given tune, and the verse has even a trace of pulpit eloquence. But the + play contains, through all its length, unmistakable traits of Shakspeare’s + hand, and some passages, as the account of the coronation, are like + autographs. What is odd, the compliment to Queen Elizabeth is in the bad + rhythm. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare knew that tradition supplies a better fable that any invention + can. If he lost any credit of design, he augmented his resources; and, at + that day our petulant demand for originality was not so much pressed. + There was no literature for the million. The universal reading, the cheap + press, were unknown. A great poet, who appears in illiterate times, + absorbs into his sphere all the light which is anywhere radiating. Every + intellectual jewel, every flower of sentiment, it is his fine office to + bring to his people; and he comes to value his memory equally with his + invention. He is therefore little solicitous whence his thoughts have been + derived; whether through translation, whether through tradition, whether + by travel in distant countries, whether by inspiration; from whatever + source, they are equally welcome to his uncritical audience. Nay, he + borrows very near home. Other men say wise things as well as he; only they + say a good many foolish things, and do not know when they have spoken + wisely. He knows the sparkle of the true stone, and puts it in high place, + wherever he finds it. Such is the happy position of Homer, perhaps; of + Chaucer, of Saadi. They felt that all wit was their wit. And they are + librarians and historiographers, as well as poets. Each romancer was heir + and dispenser of all the hundred tales of the world,— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “Presenting Thebes’ and Pelops’ line + And the tale of Troy divine.” + </pre> + <p> + The influence of Chaucer is conspicuous in all our early literature; and, + more recently, not only Pope and Dryden have been beholden to him, but, in + the whole society of English writers, a large unacknowledged debt is + easily traced. One is charmed with the opulence which feeds so many + pensioners. But Chaucer is a huge borrower. Chaucer, it seems, drew + continually, through Lydgate and Caxton, from Guido di Colonna, whose + Latin romance of the Trojan war was in turn a compilation from Dares + Phrygius, Ovid, and Statius. Then Petrarch, Boccaccio, and the Provencal + poets, are his benefactors: the Romaunt of the Rose is only judicious + translation from William of Lorris and John of Meun: Troilus and Creseide, + from Lollius of Urbino: The Cock and the Fox, from the <i>Lais</i> of + Marie: The House of Fame, from the French or Italian: and poor Gower he + uses as if he were only a brick-kiln or stone-quarry out of which to build + his house. He steals by this apology,—that what he takes has no + worth where he finds it, and the greatest where he leaves it. It has come + to be practically a sort of rule in literature, that a man, having once + shown himself capable of original writing, is entitled thenceforth to + steal from the writings of others at discretion. Thought is the property + of him who can entertain it; and of him who can adequately place it. A + certain awkwardness marks the use of borrowed thoughts; but, as soon as we + have learned what to do with them, they become our own. + </p> + <p> + Thus, all originality is relative. Every thinker is retrospective. The + learned member of the legislature, at Westminster, or at Washington, + speaks and votes for thousands. Show us the constituency, and the now + invisible channels by which the senator is made aware of their wishes, the + crowd of practical and knowing men, who, by correspondence or + conversation, are feeding him with evidence, anecdotes, and estimates, and + it will bereave his fine attitude and resistance of something of their + impressiveness. As Sir Robert Peel and Mr. Webster vote, so Locke and + Rousseau think for thousands; and so there were fountains all around + Homer, Menu, Saadi, or Milton, from which they drew; friends, lovers, + books, traditions, proverbs,—all perished,—which, if seen, + would go to reduce the wonder. Did the bard speak with authority? Did he + feel himself, overmatched by any companion? The appeal is to the + consciousness of the writer. Is there at last in his breast a Delhi + whereof to ask concerning any thought or thing, whether it be verily so, + yea or nay? and to have answer, and to rely on that? All the debt which + such a man could contract to other wit, would never disturb his + consciousness of originality: for the ministrations of books, and of other + minds, are a whiff of smoke to that most private reality with which he has + conversed. + </p> + <p> + It is easy to see that what is best written or done by genius, in the + world, was no man’s work, but came by wide social labor, when a + thousand wrought like one, sharing the same impulse. Our English Bible is + a wonderful specimen of the strength and music of the English language. + But it was not made by one man, or at one time; but centuries and churches + brought it to perfection. There never was a time when there was not some + translation existing. The Liturgy, admired for its energy and pathos, is + an anthology of the piety of ages and nations, a translation of the + prayers and forms of the Catholic church,—these collected, too, in + long periods, from the prayers and meditations of every saint and sacred + writer, all over the world. Grotius makes the like remark in respect to + the Lord’s Prayer, that the single clauses of which it is composed + were already in use, in the time of Christ, in the rabbinical forms. He + picked out the grains of gold. The nervous language of the Common Law, the + impressive forms of our courts, and the precision and substantial truth of + the legal distinctions, are the contribution of all the sharp-sighted, + strong-minded men who have lived in the countries where these laws govern. + The translation of Plutarch gets its excellence by being translation on + translation. There never was a time when there was none. All the truly + diomatic and national phrases are kept, and all others successively picked + out and thrown away. Something like the same process had gone on, long + before, with the originals of these books. The world takes liberties with + world-books. Vedas, Aesop’s Fables, Pilpay, Arabian Nights, Cid, + Iliad, Robin Hood, Scottish Minstrelsy, are not the work of single men. In + the composition of such works, the time thinks, the market thinks, the + mason, the carpenter, the merchant, the farmer, the fop, all think for us. + Every book supplies its time with one good word; every municipal law, + every trade, every folly of the day, and the generic catholic genius who + is not afraid or ashamed to owe his originality to the originality of all, + stands with the next age as the recorder and embodiment of his own. + </p> + <p> + We have to thank the researches of antiquaries, and the Shakspeare + Society, for ascertaining the steps of the English drama, from the + Mysteries celebrated in churches and by churchmen, and the final + detachment from the church, and the completion of secular plays, from + Ferrex and Porrex, and Gammer Gurton’s Needle, down to the + possession of the stage by the very pieces which Shakspeare altered, + remodelled, and finally made his own. Elated with success, and piqued by + the growing interest of the problem, they have left no book-stall + unsearched, no chest in a garret unopened, no file of old yellow accounts + to decompose in damp and worms, so keen was the hope to discover whether + the boy Shakspeare poached or not, whether he held horses at the theater + door, whether he kept school, and why he left in his will only his + second-best bed to Ann Hathaway, his wife. + </p> + <p> + There is somewhat touching in the madness with which the passing age + mischooses the object on which all candles shine, and all eyes are turned; + the care with which it registers every trifle touching Queen Elizabeth, + and King James, and the Essexes, Leicesters, Burleighs, and Buckinghams; + and let pass without a single valuable note the founder of another + dynasty, which alone will cause the Tudor dynasty to be remembered,—the + man who carries the Saxon race in him by the inspiration which feeds him, + and on whose thoughts the foremost people of the world are now for some + ages to be nourished, and minds to receive this and not another bias. A + popular player,—nobody suspected he was the poet of the human race; + and the secret was kept as faithfully from poets and intellectual men, as + from courtiers and frivolous people. Bacon, who took the inventory of the + human understanding for his times, never mentioned his name. Ben Jonson, + though we have strained his few words of regard and panegyric, had no + suspicion of the elastic fame whose first vibrations he was attempting. He + no doubt thought the praise he has conceded to him generous, and esteemed + himself, out of all question, the better poet of the two. + </p> + <p> + If it need wit to know wit, according to the proverb, Shakspeare’s + time should be capable of recognizing it. Sir Henry Wotton was born four + years after Shakspeare, and died twenty-three years after him; and I find + among his correspondents and acquaintances, the following persons: + Theodore Beza, Isaac Casaubon, Sir Philip Sidney, Earl of Essex, Lord + Bacon, Sir Walter Raleigh, John Milton, Sir Henry Vane, Isaac Walton, Dr. + Donne, Abraham Cowley, Bellarmine, Charles Cotton, John Pym, John Hales, + Kepler, Vieta, Albericus Gentilis, Paul Sarpi, Ariminius; with all of whom + exist some token of his having communicated, without enumerating many + others, whom doubtless he saw,—Shakspeare, Spenser, Jonson, + Beaumont, Massinger, two Herberts, Marlow, Chapman, and the rest. Since + the constellation of great men who appeared in Greece in the time of + Pericles, there was never any such society;—yet their genius failed + them to find out the best head in the universe. Our poet’s mask was + impenetrable. You cannot see the mountain near. It took a century to make + it suspected; and not until two centuries had passed, after his death, did + any criticism which we think adequate begin to appear. It was not possible + to write the history of Shakspeare till now; for he is the father of + German literature: it was on the introduction of Shakspeare into German by + Lessing, and the translation of his works by Wieland and Schlegel, that + the rapid burst of German literature was most intimately connected. It was + not until the nineteenth century, whose speculative genius is a sort of + living Hamlet, that the tragedy of Hamlet should find such wondering + readers. Now, literature, philosophy, and thought are Shakspearized. His + mind is the horizon beyond which, at present, we do not see. Our ears are + educated to music by his rhythm. Coleridge and Goethe are the only critics + who have expressed our convictions with any adequate fidelity: but there + is in all cultivated minds a silent appreciation of his superlative power + and beauty, which, like Christianity, qualifies the period. + </p> + <p> + The Shakspeare Society have inquired in all directions, advertised the + missing facts, offered money for any information that will lead to proof; + and with what results? Beside some important illustration of the history + of the English stage, to which I have adverted, they have gleaned a few + facts touching the property, and dealings in regard to property, of the + poet. It appears that, from year to year, he owned a larger share in the + Blackfriars’ Theater: its wardrobe and other appurtenances were his: + that he bought an estate in his native village, with his earnings, as + writer and shareholder; that he lived in the best house in Stratford; was + intrusted by his neighbors with their commissions in London, as of + borrowing money, and the like; that he was a veritable farmer. About the + time when he was writing Macbeth, he sues Philip Rogers, in the + borough-court of Stratford, for thirty-five shillings ten pence, for corn + delivered to him at different times; and, in all respects, appears as a + good husband, with no reputation for eccentricity or excess. He was a + good-natured sort of man, an actor and shareholder in the theater, not in + any striking manner distinguished from other actors and managers. I admit + the importance of this information. It was well worth the pains that have + been taken to procure it. + </p> + <p> + But whatever scraps of information concerning his condition these + researches may have rescued, they can shed no light upon that infinite + invention which is the concealed magnet of his attraction for us. We are + very clumsy writers of history. We tell the chronicle of parentage, birth, + birthplace, schooling, schoolmates, earning of money, marriage, + publication of books, celebrity, death; and when we have come to an end of + this gossip, no ray of relation appears between it and the goddess-born; + and it seems as if, had we dipped at random into the “Modern + Plutarch,” and read any other life there, it would have fitted the + poems as well, It is the essence of poetry to spring, like the rainbow + daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past, and refuse + all history. Malone, Warburton, Dyce, and Collier, have wasted their oil. + The famed theaters, Covent Garden, Drury Lane, the Park, and Tremont, have + vainly assisted. Betterton, Garrick, Kemble, Kean, and Macready, dedicate + their lives to this genius; him they crown, elucidate, obey, and express. + The genius knows them not. The recitation begins; one golden word leaps + out immortal from all this painted pedantry, and sweetly torments us with + invitations to its own inaccessible homes. I remember, I went once to see + the Hamlet of a famed performer, the pride of the English stage; and all I + then heard, and all I now remember, of the tragedian, was that in which + the tragedian had no part; simply, Hamlet’s question to the ghost,— + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + “What may this mean, + That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel + Revisit’st thus the glimpses of the moon?” + </pre> + <p> + That imagination which dilates the closet he writes into the world’s + dimension, crowds it with agents in rank and order, as quickly reduces the + big reality to be the glimpses of the moon. These tricks of his magic + spoil for us the illusions of the green-room. Can any biography shed light + on the localities into which the Midsummer Night’s Dream admits me? + Did Shakspeare confide to any notary or parish recorder, sacristan, or + surrogate, in Stratford, the genesis of that delicate creation? The forest + of Arden, the nimble air of Scone Castle, the moonlight of Portia’s + villa, “the antres vast and desarts idle,” of Othello’s + captivity,—where is the third cousin, or grand-nephew, the + chancellor’s file of accounts, or private letter, that has kept one + word of those transcendent secrets. In fine, in this drama, as in all + great works of art,—in the Cyclopaean architecture of Egypt and + India; in the Phidian sculpture; the Gothic minsters; the Italian + painting; the Ballads of Spain and Scotland,—the Genius draws up the + ladder after him, when the creative age goes up to heaven, and gives way + to a new, who see the works, and ask in vain for a history. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare is the only biographer of Shakspeare; and even he can tell + nothing, except to the Shakspeare in us; that is, to our most apprehensive + and sympathetic hour. He cannot step from off his tripod, and give us + anecdotes of his inspirations. Read the antique documents extricated, + analyzed, and compared, by the assiduous Dyce and Collier; and now read + one of those skyey sentences,—aerolites,—which seem to have + fallen out of heaven, and which, not your experience, but the man within + the breast, has accepted as words of fate; and tell me if they match; if + the former account in any manner for the latter; or, which gives the most + historical insight into the man. + </p> + <p> + Hence, though our external history is so meager, yet, with Shakspeare for + biographer, instead of Aubrey and Rowe, we have really the information + which is material, that which describes character and fortune; that which, + if we were about to meet the man and deal with him, would most import us + to know. We have his recorded convictions on those questions which knock + for answer at every heart,—on life and death, on love, on wealth and + poverty, on the prizes of life, and the ways whereby we may come at them; + on the characters of men, and the influences, occult and open, which + affect their fortunes: and on those mysterious and demoniacal powers which + defy our science, and which yet interweave their malice and their gift in + our brightest hours. Who ever read the volume of Sonnets, without finding + that the poet had there revealed, under masks that are no masks to the + intelligent, the lore of friendship and of love; the confusion of + sentiments in the most susceptible, and, at the same time, the most + intellectual of men? What trait of his private mind has he hidden in his + dramas? One can discern, in his ample pictures of the gentleman and the + king, what forms and humanities pleased him; his delight in troops of + friends, in large hospitality, in cheerful giving. Let Timon, let Warwick, + let Antonio the merchant, answer for his great heart. So far from + Shakspeare being the least known, he is the one person, in all modern + history, known to us. What point of morals, of manners, of economy, of + philosophy, of religion, of taste, of the conduct of life, has he not + settled? What mystery has he not signified his knowledge of? What office + or function, or district of man’s work, has he not remembered? What + king has he not taught state, as Talma taught Napoleon? What maiden has + not found him finer than her delicacy? What lover has he not outloved? + What sage has he not outseen? What gentleman has he not instructed in the + rudeness of his behavior? + </p> + <p> + Some able and appreciating critics think no criticism on Shakspeare + valuable, that does not rest purely on the dramatic merit; that he is + falsely judged as poet and philosopher. I think as highly as these critics + of his dramatic merit, but still think it secondary. He was a full man, + who liked to talk; a brain exhaling thoughts and images, which, seeking + vent, found the drama next at hand. Had he been less, we should have had + to consider how well he filled his place, how good a dramatist he was,—and + he is the best in the world. But it turns out; that what he has to say is + of that weight, as to withdraw some attention from the vehicle; and he is + like some saint whose history is to be rendered into all languages, into + verse and prose, into songs and pictures, and cut up into proverbs; so + that the occasions which gave the saint’s meaning the form of a + conversation, or of a prayer, or of a code of laws, is immaterial compared + with the universality of its application. So it fares with the wise + Shakspeare and his book of life. He wrote the airs for all our modern + music: he wrote the text of modern life; the text of manners: he drew the + man of England and Europe; the father of the man in America: he drew the + man and described the day, and what is done in it: he read the hearts of + men and women, their probity, and their second thought, and wiles; the + wiles of innocence, and the transitions by which virtues and vices slide + into their contraries: he could divide the mother’s part from the + father’s part in the face of the child, or draw the fine + demarcations of freedom and fate: he knew the laws of repression which + make the police of nature: and all the sweets and all the terrors of human + lot lay in his mind as truly but as softly as the landscape lies on the + eye. And the importance of this wisdom of life sinks the form, as of Drama + or Epic, out of notice. ‘Tis like making a question concerning the + paper on which a king’s message is written. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare is as much out of the category of eminent authors, as he is out + of the crowd. He is inconceivably wise; the others, conceivably. A good + reader can, in a sort, nestle into Plato’s brain, and think from + thence; but not into Shakspeare’s. We are still out of doors. For + executive faculty, for creation, Shakspeare is unique. No man can imagine + it better. He was the farthest reach of subtlety compatible with an + individual self,—the subtilest of authors, and only just within the + possibility of authorship. With this wisdom of life, is the equal + endowment of imaginative and of lyric power. He clothed the creatures of + his legend with form and sentiments, as if they were people who had lived + under his roof; and few real men have left such distinct characters as + these fictions. And they spoke in language as sweet as it was fit. Yet his + talents never seduced him into an ostentation, nor did he harp on one + string. An omnipresent humanity co-ordinates all his faculties. Give a man + of talents a story to tell, and his partiality will presently appear. He + has certain observations, opinions, topics, which have some accidental + prominence, and which he disposes all to exhibit. He crams this part, and + starves that other part, consulting not the fitness of the thing, but his + fitness and strength. But Shakspeare has no peculiarity, no importunate + topic; but all is duly given; no veins, no curiosities: no cow-painter, no + bird-fancier, no mannerist is he: he has no discoverable egotism: the + great he tells greatly; the small subordinately. He is wise without + emphasis or assertion; he is strong, as nature is strong, who lifts the + land into mountain slopes without effort, and by the same rule as she + floats a bubble in the air, and likes as well to do the one as the other. + This makes that equality of power in farce, tragedy, narrative, and + love-songs; a merit so incessant, that each reader is incredulous of the + perception of other readers. + </p> + <p> + This power of expression, or of transferring the inmost truth of things + into music and verse, makes him the type of the poet, and has added a new + problem to metaphysics. This is that which throws him into natural + history, as a main production of the globe, and as announcing new eras and + ameliorations. Things were mirrored in his poetry without loss or blur: he + could paint the fine with precision, the great with compass; the tragic + and comic indifferently, and without any distortion or favor. He carried + his powerful execution into minute details, to a hair point; finishes an + eyelash or a dimple as firmly as he draws a mountain; and yet these like + nature’s, will bear the scrutiny of the solar microscope. + </p> + <p> + In short, he is the chief example to prove that more or less of + production, more or fewer pictures, is a thing indifferent. He had the + power to make one picture. Daguerre learned how to let one flower etch its + image on his plate of iodine; and then proceeds at leisure to etch a + million. There are always objects; but there was never representation. + Here is perfect representation, at last; and now let the world of figures + sit for their portraits. No recipe can be given for the making of a + Shakspeare; but the possibility of the translation of things into song is + demonstrated. + </p> + <p> + His lyric power lies in the genius of the piece. The sonnets, though their + excellence is lost in the splendor of the dramas, are as inimitable as + they: and it is not a merit of lines, but a total merit of the piece; like + the tone of voice of some incomparable person, so is this a speech of + poetic beings, and any clause as unproducible now as a whole poem. + </p> + <p> + Though the speeches in the plays, and single lines, have a beauty which + tempts the ear to pause on them for their euphuism, yet the sentence is so + loaded with meaning, and so linked with its foregoers and followers, that + the logician is satisfied. His means are as admirable as his ends; every + subordinate invention, by which he helps himself to connect some + irreconcilable opposites, is a poem too. He is not reduced to dismount and + walk, because his horses are running off with him in some distant + direction: he always rides. + </p> + <p> + The finest poetry was first experience: but the thought has suffered a + transformation since it was an experience. Cultivated men often attain a + good degree of skill in writing verses; but it is easy to read, through + their poems, their personal history; any one acquainted with parties can + name every figure: this is Andrew, and that is Rachel. The sense thus + remains prosaic. It is a caterpillar with wings, and not yet a butterfly. + In the poet’s mind, the fact has gone quite over into the new + element of thought, and has lost all that is exuvial. This generosity + abides with Shakspeare. We say, from the truth and closeness of his + pictures, that he knows the lesson by heart. Yet there is not a trace of + egotism. + </p> + <p> + One more royal trait properly belongs to the poet. I mean his + cheerfulness, without which no man can be a poet,—for beauty is his + aim. He loves virtue, not for its obligation, but for its grace: he + delights in the world, in man, in woman, for the lovely light that + sparkles from them. Beauty, the spirit of joy and hilarity, he sheds over + the universe. Epicurus relates, that poetry hath such charms that a lover + might forsake his mistress to partake of them. And the true bards have + been noted for their firm and cheerful temper. Homer lies in sunshine; + Chaucer is glad and erect; and Saadi says, “It was rumored abroad + that I was penitent; but what had I to do with repentance?” Not less + sovereign and cheerful,—much more sovereign and cheerful is the tone + of Shakspeare. His name suggests joy and emancipation to the heart of men. + If he should appear in any company of human souls, who would not march in + his troop? He touches nothing that does not borrow health and longevity + from his festive style. + </p> + <p> + And now, how stands the account of man with this bard and benefactor, when + in solitude, shutting our ears to the reverberations of his fame, we seek + to strike the balance? Solitude has austere lessons; it can teach us to + spare both heroes and poets; and it weighs Shakspeare also, and finds him + to share the halfness and imperfections of humanity. + </p> + <p> + Shakspeare, Homer, Dante, Chaucer, saw the splendor of meaning that plays + over the visible world; knew that a tree had another use than for apples, + and corn another than for meal, and the ball of the earth, than for + tillage and roads: that these things bore a second and finer harvest to + the mind, being emblems of its thoughts, and conveying in all their + natural history a certain mute commentary on human life. Shakspeare + employed them as colors to compose his picture. He rested in their beauty; + and never took the step which seemed inevitable to such genius, namely, to + explore the virtue which resides in these symbols, and imparts this power,—what + is that which they themselves say? He converted the elements, which waited + on his command, into entertainments. He was master of the revels to + mankind. Is it not as if one should have, through majestic powers of + science, the comets given into his hand, or the planets and their moons, + and should draw them from their orbits to glare with the municipal + fireworks on a holiday night, and advertise in all towns, “very + superior pyrotechny this evening!” Are the agents of nature, and the + power to understand them, worth no more than a street serenade, or the + breath of a cigar? One remembers again the trumpet-text in the Koran—“The + heavens and the earth, and all that is between them, think ye we have + created them in jest?” As long as the question is of talent and + mental power, the world of men has not his equal to show. But when the + question is to life, and its materials, and its auxiliaries, how does he + profit me? What does it signify? It is but a Twelfth Night, or + Midsummer-Night’s Dream, or a Winter Evening’s Tale: what + signifies another picture more or less? The Egyptian verdict of the + Shakspeare Societies comes to mind, that he was a jovial actor and + manager. I cannot marry this fact to his verse. Other admirable men have + led lives in some sort of keeping with their thought; but this man, in + wide contrast. Had he been less, had he reached only the common measure of + great authors, of Bacon, Milton, Tasso, Cervantes, we might leave the fact + in the twilight of human fate: but, that this man of men, he who gave to + the science of mind a new and larger subject than had ever existed, and + planted the standard of humanity some furlongs forward into Chaos,—that + he should not be wise for himself,—it must even go into the world’s + history, that the best poet led an obscure and profane life, using his + genius for the public amusement. + </p> + <p> + Well, other men, priest and prophet, Israelite, German, and Swede, beheld + the same objects: they also saw through them that which was contained. And + to what purpose? The beauty straightway vanishes; they read commandments, + all-excluding mountainous duty; an obligation, a sadness, as of piled + mountains, fell on them, and life became ghastly, joyless, a pilgrim’s + progress, a probation, beleaguered round with doleful histories of Adam’s + fall and curse, behind us; with doomsdays and purgatorial and penal fires + before us; and the heart of the seer and the heart of the listener sank in + them. It must be conceded that these are half-views of half-men. The world + still wants its poet-priest, a reconciler, who shall not trifle with + Shakspeare the player, nor shall grope in graves with Swedenborg the + mourner; but who shall see, speak, and act, with equal inspiration. For + knowledge will brighten the sunshine; right is more beautiful than private + affection; and love is compatible with universal wisdom. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0006" id="link2H_4_0006"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + VI. NAPOLEON; OR, THE MAN OF THE WORLD. + </h2> + <p> + Among the eminent persons of the nineteenth century, Bonaparte is far the + best known, and the most powerful; and owes his predominance to the + fidelity with which he expresses the tone of thought and belief, the aims + of the masses of active and cultivated men. It is Swedenborg’s + theory, that every organ is made up of homogeneous particles; or, as it is + sometimes expressed, every whole is made of similars; that is, the lungs + are composed of infinitely small lungs; the liver, of infinitely small + livers; the kidney, of little kidneys, etc. Following this analogy, if any + man is found to carry with him the power and affections of vast numbers, + if Napoleon is France, if Napoleon is Europe, it is because the people + whom he sways are little Napoleons. + </p> + <p> + In our society, there is a standing antagonism between the conservative + and the democratic classes; between those who have made their fortunes, + and the young and the poor who have fortunes to make; between the + interests of dead labor,—that is, the labor of hands long ago still + in the grave, which labor is now entombed in money stocks, or in land and + buildings owned by idle capitalists,—and the interests of living + labor, which seeks to possess itself of land, and buildings, and money + stocks. The first class is timid, selfish, illiberal, hating innovation, + and continually losing numbers by death. The second class is selfish also, + encroaching, bold, self-relying, always outnumbering the other, and + recruiting its numbers every hour by births. It desires to keep open every + avenue to the competition of all, and to multiply avenues;—the class + of business men in America, in England, in France, and throughout Europe; + the class of industry and skill. Napoleon is its representative. The + instinct of active, brave, able men, throughout the middle class + everywhere, has pointed out Napoleon as the incarnate Democrat. He had + their virtues, and their vices; above all, he had their spirit or aim. + That tendency is material, pointing at a sensual success, and employing + the richest and most various means to that end; conversant with mechanical + powers, highly intellectual, widely and accurately learned and skilful, + but subordinating all intellectual and spiritual forces into means to a + material success. To be the rich man is the end. “God has granted” + says the Koran, “to every people a prophet in its own tongue.” + Paris, and London, and New York, the spirit of commerce, of money, and + material power, were also to have their prophet; and Bonaparte was + qualified and sent. + </p> + <p> + Every one of the million readers of anecdotes, or memoirs, or lives of + Napoleon, delights in the page, because he studies in it his own history. + Napoleon is thoroughly modern, and, at the highest point of his fortunes, + has the very spirit of the newspapers. He is no saint,—to use his + own word, “no capuchin,” and he is no hero, in the high sense. + The man in the street finds in him the qualities and powers of other men + in the street. He finds him, like himself, by birth a citizen, who, by + very intelligible merits, arrived at such a commanding position, that he + could indulge all those tastes which the common man possesses, but is + obliged to conceal and deny; good society, good books, fast traveling, + dress, dinners, servants without number, personal weight, the execution of + his ideas, the standing in the attitude of a benefactor to all persons + about him, the refined enjoyments of pictures, statues, music, palaces, + and conventional honors,—precisely what is agreeable to the heart of + every man in the nineteenth century,—this powerful man possessed. + </p> + <p> + It is true that a man of Napoleon’s truth of adaptation to the mind + of the masses around him becomes not merely representative, but actually a + monopolizer and usurper of other minds. Thus Mirabeau plagiarized every + good thought, every good word, that was spoken in France. Dumont relates + that he sat in the gallery of the Convention, and heard Mirabeau make a + speech. It struck Dumont that he could fit it with a peroration, which he + wrote in pencil immediately, and showed to Lord Elgin, who sat by him. + Lord Elgin approved it, and Dumont, in the evening, showed it to Mirabeau. + Mirabeau read it, pronounced it admirable, and declared he would + incorporate it into his harangue, to-morrow, to the Assembly. “It is + impossible,” said Dumont, “as, unfortunately, I have shown it + to Lord Elgin.” “If you have shown it to Lord Elgin, and to + fifty persons beside, I shall still speak it to-morrow:” and he did + speak it, with much effect, at the next day’s session. For Mirabeau, + with his overpowering personality, felt that these things, which his + presence inspired, were as much his own, as if he had said them, and that + his adoption of them gave them their weight. Much more absolute and + centralizing was the successor to Mirabeau’s popularity, and to much + more than his predominance in France. Indeed, a man of Napoleon’s + stamp almost ceases to have a private speech and opinion. He is so largely + receptive, and is so placed, that he comes to be a bureau for all the + intelligence, wit, and power, of the age and country. He gains the battle; + he makes the code; he makes the system of weights and measures; he levels + the Alps; he builds the road. All distinguished engineers, savants, + statists, report to him; so likewise do all good heads in every kind; he + adopts the best measures, sets his stamp on them, and not these alone, but + on every happy and memorable expression. Every sentence spoken by + Napoleon, and every line of his writing, deserves reading, as it is the + sense of France. + </p> + <p> + Bonaparte was the idol of common men, because he had in transcendent + degree the qualities and powers of common men. There is a certain + satisfaction in coming down to the lowest ground of politics, for we get + rid of cant and hypocrisy. Bonaparte wrought, in common with that great + class he represented, for power and wealth,—but Bonaparte, + specially, without any scruple as to the means. All the sentiments which + embarrass men’s pursuit of these objects, he set aside. The + sentiments were for women and children. Fontanes, in 1804, expressed + Napoleon’s own sense, when, in behalf of the Senate, he addressed + him,—“Sire, the desire of perfection is the worst disease that + ever afflicted the human mind.” The advocates of liberty, and of + progress, are “ideologists;”—a word of contempt often in + his mouth;—“Necker is an ideologist:” “Lafayette + is an ideologist.” + </p> + <p> + An Italian proverb, too well known, declares that, “if you would + succeed, you must not be too good.” It is an advantage, within + certain limits, to have renounced the dominion of the sentiments of piety, + gratitude, and generosity; since, what was an impassable bar to us, and + still is to others, becomes a convenient weapon for our purposes; just as + the river which was a formidable barrier, winter transforms into the + smoothest of roads. + </p> + <p> + Napoleon renounced, once for all, sentiments and affections, and would + help himself with his hands and his head. With him is no miracle, and no + magic. He is a worker in brass, in iron, in wood, in earth, in roads, in + buildings, in money, and in troops, and a very consistent and wise + master-workman. He is never weak and literary, but acts with the solidity + and the precision of natural agents. He has not lost his native sense and + sympathy with things. Men give way before such a man as before natural + events. To be sure, there are men enough who are immersed in things, as + farmers, smiths, sailors, and mechanics generally; and we know how real + and solid such men appear in the presence of scholars and grammarians; but + these men ordinarily lack the power of arrangement, and are like hands + without a head. But Bonaparte superadded to this mineral and animal force, + insight and generalization, so that men saw in him combined the natural + and the intellectual power, as if the sea and land had taken flesh and + begun to cipher. Therefore the land and sea seem to presuppose him. He + came unto his own, and they received him. This ciphering operative knows + what he is working with, and what is the product. He knew the properties + of gold and iron, of wheels and ships, of troops and diplomatists, and + required that each should do after its kind. + </p> + <p> + The art of war was the game in which he exerted his arithmetic. It + consisted, according to him, in having always more forces than the enemy, + on the point where the enemy is attacked, or where he attacks: and his + whole talent is strained by endless manoeuvre and evolution, to march + always on the enemy at an angle, and destroy his forces in detail. It is + obvious that a very small force, skilfully and rapidly manoeuvring, so as + always to bring two men against one at the point of engagement, will be an + overmatch for a much larger body of men. + </p> + <p> + The times, his constitution, and his early circumstances, combined to + develop this pattern democrat. He had the virtues of his class, and the + conditions for their activity. That common sense, which no sooner respects + any end, than it finds the means to effect it; the delight in the use of + means; in the choice, simplification, and combining of means; the + directness and thoroughness of his work; the prudence with which all was + seen, and the energy with which all was done, make him the natural organ + and head of what I may almost call, from its extent, the modern party. + </p> + <p> + Nature must have far the greatest share in every success, and so in his. + Such a man was wanted, and such a man was born; a man of stone and iron, + capable of sitting on horseback sixteen or seventeen hours, of going many + days together without rest or food, except by snatches, and with the speed + and spring of a tiger in action; a man not embarrassed by any scruples; + compact, instant, selfish, prudent, and of a perception which did not + suffer itself to be balked or misled by any pretences of others, or any + superstition, or any heat or haste of his own. “My hand of iron,” + he said, “was not at the extremity of my arm; it was immediately + connected with my head.” He respected the power of nature and + fortune, and ascribed to it his superiority, instead of valuing himself, + like inferior men, on his opinionativeness and waging war with nature. His + favorite rhetoric lay in allusion to his star: and he pleased himself, as + well as the people, when he styled himself the “Child of Destiny.” + “They charge me,” he said, “with the commission of great + crimes: men of my stamp do not commit crimes. Nothing has been more simple + than my elevation: ‘tis in vain to ascribe it to intrigue or crime: + it was owing to the peculiarity of the times, and to my reputation of + having fought well against the enemies of my country. I have always + marched with the opinion of great masses, and with events. Of what use, + then, would crimes be to me?” Again he said, speaking of his son, + “My son cannot replace me; I could not replace myself. I am the + creature of circumstances.” He had a directness of action never + before combined with so much comprehension. He is a realist, terrific to + all talkers, and confused truth-obscuring persons. He sees where the + matter hinges, throws himself on the precise point of resistance, and + slights all other considerations. He is strong in the right manner, + namely, by insight. He never blundered into victory, but won his battles + in his head, before he won them on the field. His principal means are in + himself. He asks counsel of no other. In 1796, he writes to the Directory: + “I have conducted the campaign without consulting any one. I should + have done no good, if I had been under the necessity of conforming to the + notions of another person. I have gained some advantages over superior + forces, and when totally destitute of everything, because, in the + persuasion that your confidence was reposed in me, my actions were as + prompt as my thoughts.” + </p> + <p> + History is full, down to this day, of the imbecility of kings and + governors. They are a class of persons much to be pitied, for they know + not what they should do. The weavers strike for bread; and the king and + his ministers, not knowing what to do, meet them with bayonets. But + Napoleon understood his business. Here was a man who, in each moment and + emergency, knew what to do next. It is an immense comfort and refreshment + to the spirits, not only of kings, but of citizens. Few men have any next; + they live from hand to mouth, without plan, and are ever at the end of + their line, and, after each action, wait for an impulse from abroad. + Napoleon had been the first man of the world if his ends had been purely + public. As he is, he inspires confidence and vigor by the extraordinary + unity of his action. He is firm, sure, self-denying, self-postponing, + sacrificing everything to his aim,—money, troops, generals, and his + own safety also, to his aim; not misled, like common adventurers, by the + splendor of his own means. “Incidents ought not to govern policy,” + he said, “but policy, incidents.” “To be hurried away by + every event, is to have no political system at all. His victories were + only so many doors, and he never for a moment lost sight of his way + onward, in the dazzle and uproar of the present circumstance. He knew what + to do, and he flew to his mark. He would shorten a straight line to come + at his object. Horrible anecdotes may, no doubt, be collected from his + history, of the price at which he bought his successes; but he must not + therefore be set down as cruel; but only as one who knew no impediment to + his will; not bloodthirsty, not cruel,—but woe to what thing or + person stood in his way! Not bloodthirsty, but not sparing of blood,—and + pitiless. He saw only the object: the obstacle must give way. “Sire, + General Clarke cannot combine with General Junot, for the dreadful fire of + the Austrian battery.”—“Let him carry the battery.”—“Sire, + every regiment that approaches the heavy artillery is sacrified: Sire, + what orders?”— “Forward, forward!” Seruzier, a + colonel of artillery, gives, in his “Military Memoirs,” the + following sketch of a scene after the battle of Austerlitz.—“At + the moment in which the Russian army was making its retreat, painfully, + but in good order, on the ice of the lake, the Emperor Napoleon came + riding at full speed toward the artillery. ‘You are losing time,’ + he cried; ‘fire upon those masses; they must be engulfed; fire upon + the ice!’ The order remained unexecuted for ten minutes. In vain + several officers and myself were placed on the slope of a hill to produce + the effect; their balls and mine rolled upon the ice, without breaking it + up. Seeing that, I tried a simple method of elevating light howitzers. The + almost perpendicular fall of the heavy projectiles produced the desired + effect. My method was immediately followed by the adjoining batteries, and + in less than no time we buried some’ [Footnote: As I quote at + second-hand, and cannot procure Seruzier, I dare not adopt the high figure + I find.] thousands of Russians and Austrians under the waters of the lake.” + </p> + <p> + In the plenitude of his resources, every obstacle seemed to vanish. + “There shall be no Alps,” he said; and he built his perfect + roads, climbing by graded galleries their steepest precipices, until Italy + was as open to Paris as any town in France. He laid his bones to, and + wrought for his crown. Having decided what was to be done, he did that + with might and main. He put out all his strength. He risked everything, + and spared nothing, neither ammunition, nor money, nor troops, nor + generals, nor himself. + </p> + <p> + We like to see everything do its office after its kind, whether it be a + milch-cow or a rattlesnake; and, if fighting be the best mode of adjusting + national differences (as large majorities of men seem to agree), certainly + Bonaparte was right in making it thorough. “The grand principle of + war,” he said, “was, that an army ought always to be ready, by + day and by night, and at all hours, to make all the resistance it is + capable of making.” He never economized his ammunition, but, on a + hostile position, rained a torrent of iron,—shells, balls, + grape-shot,—to annihilate all defense. On any point of resistance, + he concentrated squadron on squadron in overwhelming numbers, until it was + swept out of existence. To a regiment of horse-chasseurs at Lobenstein, + two days before the battle of Jena, Napoleon said, “My lads, you + must not fear death; when soldiers brave death, they drive him into the + enemy’s ranks.” In the fury of assault, he no more spared + himself. He went to the edge of his possibility. It is plain that in Italy + he did what he could, and all that he could. He came, several times, + within an inch of ruin; and his own person was all but lost. He was flung + into the marsh at Arcola. The Austrians were between him and his troops, + in the melee, and he was brought off with desperate efforts. At Lonato, + and at other places, he was on the point of being taken prisoner. He + fought sixty battles. He had never enough. Each victory was a new weapon. + “My power would fall, were I not to support it by new achievements. + Conquest has made me what I am, and conquest must maintain me.” He + felt, with every wise man, that as much life is needed for conservation as + for creation. We are always in peril, always in a bad plight, just on the + edge of destruction, and only to be saved by invention and courage. + </p> + <p> + This vigor was guarded and tempered by the coldest prudence and + punctuality. A thunderbolt in the attack, he was found invulnerable in his + intrenchments. His very attack was never the inspiration of courage, but + the result of calculation. His idea of the best defense consists in being + still the attacking party. “My ambition,” he says, “was + great, but was of a cold nature.” In one of his conversations with + Las Casas, he remarked, “As to moral courage, I have rarely met with + the two-o’clock-in-the-morning kind; I mean unprepared courage, that + which, is necessary on an unexpected occasion; and which, in spite of the + most unforeseen events, leaves full freedom of judgment and decision;” + and he did not hesitate to declare that he was himself eminently endowed + with this “two-o’clock-in-the-morning courage, and that he had + met with few persons equal to himself in this respect.” + </p> + <p> + Everything depended on the nicety of his combinations, and the stars were + not more punctual than his arithmetic. His personal attention descended to + the smallest particulars. “At Montebello, I ordered Kellermann to + attack with eight hundred horse, and with these he separated the six + thousand Hungarian grenadiers, before the very eyes of the Austrian + cavalry. This cavalry was half a league off, and required a quarter of an + hour to arrive on the field of action; and I have observed, that it is + always these quarters of an hour that decide the fate of a battle.” + “Before he fought a battle, Bonaparte thought little about what he + should do in case of success, but a great deal about what he should do in + case of a reverse of fortune. “The same prudence and good sense mark + all his behavior. His instructions to his secretary at the Tuilleries are + worth remembering. “During the night, enter my chamber as seldom as + possible. Do not wake me when you have any good news to communicate; with + that there is no hurry. But when you bring bad news, rouse me instantly, + for then there is not a moment to be lost.” It was a whimsical + economy of the same kind which dictated his practice, when general in + Italy, in regard to his burdensome correspondence. He directed Bourienne + to leave all letters unopened for three weeks, and then observed with + satisfaction how large a part of the correspondence had thus disposed of + itself, and no longer required an answer. His achievement of business was + immense, and enlarges the known powers of man. There have been many + working kings, from Ulysses to William of Orange, but none who + accomplished a tithe of this man’s performance. + </p> + <p> + To these gifts of nature, Napoleon added the advantage of having been born + to a private and humble fortune. In his latter days, he had the weakness + of wishing to add to his crowns and badges the prescription of + aristocracy; but he knew his debt to his austere education, and made no + secret of his contempt for the born kings, and for “the hereditary + asses,” as he coarsely styled the Bourbons. He said that, “in + their exile, they had learned nothing, and forgot nothing.” + Bonaparte had passed through all the degrees of military service, but also + was citizen before he was emperor, and so had the key to citizenship. His + remarks and estimates discover the information and justness of measurement + of the middle class. Those who had to deal with him found that he was not + to be imposed upon, but could cipher as well as another man. This appears + in all parts of his Memoirs, dictated at St. Helena. When the expenses of + the empress, of his household, of his palaces, had accumulated great + debts, Napoleon examined the bills of the creditors himself, detected + overcharges and errors, and reduced the claims by considerable sums. + </p> + <p> + His grand weapon, namely, the millions whom he directed, he owed to the + representative character which clothed him. He interests us as he stands + for France and for Europe; and he exists as captain and king, only as far + as the Revolution, or the interest of the industrious masses found an + organ and a leader in him. In the social interests, he knew the meaning + and value of labor, and threw himself naturally on that side. I like an + incident mentioned by one of his biographers at St. Helena. “When + walking with Mrs. Balcombe, some servants, carrying heavy boxes, passed by + on the road, and Mrs. Balcombe desired them, in rather an angry tone, to + keep back. Napoleon interfered, saying, Respect the burden, Madam.’” + In the time of the empire, he directed attention to the improvement and + embellishment of the market of the capital. “The market-place,” + he said, “is the Louvre of the common people.” The principal + works that have survived him are his magnificent roads. He filled the + troops with his spirit, and a sort of freedom and companionship grew up + between him and them, which the forms of his court never permitted between + the officers and himself. They performed, under his eye, that which no + others could do. The best document of his relation to his troops is the + order of the day on the morning of the battle of Austerlitz, in which + Napoleon promises the troops that he will keep his person out of reach of + fire. This declaration, which is the reverse of that ordinarily made by + generals and sovereigns on the eve of a battle, sufficiently explains the + devotion of the army to their leader. + </p> + <p> + But though there is in particulars this identity between Napoleon and the + mass of the people, his real strength lay in their conviction that he was + their representative in his genius and aims, not only when he courted, but + when he controlled, and even when he decimated them by his conscriptions. + He knew, as well as any Jacobin in France, how to philosophize on liberty + and equality; and, when allusion was made to the precious blood of + centuries, which was spilled by the killing of the Duc d’Enghien, he + suggested, “Neither is my blood ditch-water” The people felt + that no longer the throne was occupied, and the land sucked of its + nourishment, by a small class of legitimates, secluded from all community + with the children of the soil, and holding the ideas and superstitions of + a long-forgotten state of society. Instead of that vampire, a man of + themselves held, in the Tuilleries, knowledge and ideas like their own, + opening, of course, to them and their children, all places of power and + trust. The day of sleepy, selfish policy, ever narrowing the means and + opportunities of young men, was ended, and a day of expansion and demand + was come. A market for all the powers and productions of man was opened: + brilliant prizes glittered in the eyes of youth and talent. The old, + iron-bound, feudal France was changed into a young Ohio or New York; and + those who smarted under the immediate rigors of the new monarch, pardoned + them as the necessary severities of the military system which had driven + out the oppressor. And even when the majority of the people had begun to + ask, whether they had really gained anything under the exhausting levies + of men and money of the new master,—the whole talent of the country, + in every rank and kindred, took his part, and defended him as its natural + patron. In 1814, when advised to rely on the higher classes, Napoleon said + to those around him, “Gentlemen, in the situation in which I stand, + my only nobility is the rabble of the Faubourgs.” + </p> + <p> + Napoleon met this natural expectation. The necessity of his position + required a hospitality to every sort of talent, and its appointment to + trusts; and his feelings went along with this policy. Like every superior + person, he undoubtedly felt a desire for men and compeers, and a wish to + measure his power with other masters, and an impatience of fools and + underlings. In Italy, he sought for men, and found none. “Good God!” + he said, “how rare men are! There are eighteen millions in Italy, + and I have with difficulty found two,—Dandolo and Melzi.” In + later years, with larger experience, his respect for mankind was not + increased. In a moment of bitterness, he said to one of his oldest + friends, “Men deserve the contempt with which they inspire me. I + have only to put some gold lace on the coat of my virtuous republicans, + and they immediately become just what I wish them.” This impatience + at levity was, however, an oblique tribute of respect to those able + persons who commanded his regard, not only when he found them friends and + coadjutors, but also when they resisted his will. He could not confound + Fox and Pitt, Carnot, Lafayette, and Bernadotte, with the danglers of his + court; and, in spite of the detraction which his systematic egotism + dictated toward the great captains who conquered with and for him, ample + acknowledgements are made by him to Lannes Duroc, Kleber, Dessaix, + Massena, Murat, Ney, and Augereau. If he felt himself their patron, and + founder of their fortunes, as when he said, “I made my generals out + of mud,” he could not hide his satisfaction in receiving from them a + seconding and support commensurate with the grandeur of his enterprise. In + the Russian campaign, he was so much impressed by the courage and + resources of Marshal Ney, that he said, “I have two hundred millions + in my coffers, and I would give them all for Ney.” The characters + which he has drawn of several of his marshals are discriminating, and, + though they did not content the insatiable vanity of French officers, are, + no doubt, substantially just. And, in fact, every species of merit was + sought and advanced under his government. “I know,” he said, + “the depth and draught of water of every one of my generals.” + Natural power was sure to be well received at his court. Seventeen men, in + his time, were raised from common soldiers to the rank of king, marshal, + duke, or general; and the crosses of his Legion of Honor were given to + personal valor, and not to family connection. “When soldiers have + been baptized in the fire of a battle-field, they have all one rank in my + eyes.” + </p> + <p> + When a natural king becomes a titular king, everybody is pleased and + satisfied. The Revolution entitled the strong populace of the Faubourg St. + Antoine, and every horse-boy and powder-monkey in the army, to look on + Napoleon as flesh of his flesh, and the creature of his party: but there + is something in the success of grand talent which enlists an universal + sympathy. For, in the prevalence of sense and spirit over stupidity and + malversation, all reasonable men have an interest; and, as intellectual + beings, we feel the air purified by the electric shock, when material + force is overthrown by intellectual energies. As soon as we are removed + out of the reach of local and accidental partialities, man feels that + Napoleon fights for him; these are honest victories; this strong + steam-engine does our work. Whatever appeals to the imagination, by + transcending the ordinary limits of human ability, wonderfully encourages + and liberates us. This capacious head, revolving and disposing sovereignly + trains of affairs, and animating such multitudes of agents; this eye, + which looked through Europe; this prompt invention; this inexhaustible + resource;—what events! what romantic pictures! what strange + situations!—when spying the Alps, by a sunset in the Sicilian sea; + drawing up his army for battle, in sight of the Pyramids, and saying to + his troops, “From the tops of those pyramids, forty centuries look + down on you;” fording the Red Sea; wading in the gulf of the Isthmus + of Suez. On the shore of Ptolemais, gigantic projects agitated him. + “Had Acre fallen, I should have changed the face of the world.” + His army, on the night of the battle of Austerlitz, which was the + anniversary of his inauguration as Emperor, presented him with a bouquet + of forty standards taken in the fight. Perhaps it is a little puerile, the + pleasure he took in making these contrasts glaring; as when he pleased + himself with making kings wait in his antechambers, at Tilsit, at Paris, + and at Erfurt. + </p> + <p> + We cannot, in the universal imbecility, indecision, and indolence of men, + sufficiently congratulate ourselves on this strong and ready actor, who + took occasion by the beard, and showed us how much may be accomplished by + the mere force of such virtues as all men possess in less degrees; namely, + by punctuality, by personal attention, by courage, and thoroughness. + “The Austrians,” he said, “do not know the value of + time.” I should cite him, in his earlier years, as a model of + prudence. His power does not consist in any wild or extravagant force; in + any enthusiasm, like Mahomet’s; or singular power of persuasion; but + in the exercise of common sense on each emergency, instead of abiding by + rules and customs. The lesson he teaches is that which vigor always + teaches,—that there is always room for it. To what heaps of cowardly + doubts is not that man’s life an answer. When he appeared, it was + the belief of all military men that there could be nothing new in war; as + it is the belief of men to-day, that nothing new can be undertaken in + politics, or in church, or in letters, or in trade, or in farming, or in + our social manners and customs; and as it is, at all times, the belief of + society that the world is used up. But Bonaparte knew better than society; + and, moreover, knew that he knew better. I think all men know better than + they do; know that the institutions we so volubly commend are go-carts and + baubles; but they dare not trust their presentiments. Bonaparte relied on + his own sense, and did not care a bean for other people’s. The world + treated his novelties just as it treats everybody’s novelties,—made + infinite objection: mustered all the impediments; but he snapped his + finger at their objections. “What creates great difficulty,” + he remarks, “in the profession of the land commander, is the + necessity of feeding so many men and animals. If he allows himself to be + guided by the commissaries, he will never stir, and all his expeditions + will fail.” An example of his common sense is what he says of the + passage of the Alps in winter, which all writers, one repeating after the + other, had described as impracticable. “The winter,” says + Napoleon, “is not the most unfavorable season for the passage of + lofty mountains. The snow is then firm, the weather settled, and there is + nothing to fear from avalanches, the real and only danger to be + apprehended in the Alps. On those high mountains, there are often very + fine days in December, of a dry cold, with extreme calmness in the air.” + Read his account, too, of the way in which battles are gained. “In + all battles, a moment occurs, when the bravest troops, after having made + the greatest efforts, feel inclined to run. That terror proceeds from a + want of confidence in their own courage; and it only requires a slight + opportunity, a pretense, to restore confidence to them. The art is to give + rise to the opportunity, and to invent the pretense. At Arcola, I won the + battle with twenty-five horsemen. I seized that moment of lassitude, gave + every man a trumpet, and gained the day with this handful. You see that + two armies are two bodies which meet, and endeavor to frighten each other: + a moment of panic occurs, and that moment must be turned to advantage. + When a man has been present in many actions, he distinguishes that moment + without difficulty; it is as easy as casting up an addition.” + </p> + <p> + This deputy of the nineteenth century added to his gifts a capacity for + speculation on general topics. He delighted in running through the range + of practical, of literary, and of abstract questions. His opinion is + always original, and to the purpose. On the voyage to Egypt, he liked, + after dinner, to fix on three or four persons to support a proposition, + and as many to oppose it. He gave a subject, and the discussions turned on + questions of religion, the different kinds of government, and the art of + war. One day, he asked, whether the planets were inhabited? On another, + what was the age of the world? Then he proposed to consider the + probability of the destruction of the globe, either by water or by fire; + at another time, the truth or fallacy of presentiments, and the + interpretation of dreams. He was very fond of talking of religion. In + 1806, he conversed with Fournier, bishop of Montpelier, on matters of + theology. There were two points on which they could not agree, viz., that + of hell, and that of salvation out of the pale of the church. The Emperor + told Josephine, that he disputed like a devil on these two points, on + which the bishop was inexorable. To the philosophers he readily yielded + all that was proved against religion as the work of men and time; but he + would not hear of materialism. One fine night, on deck, amid a clatter of + materialism, Bonaparte pointed to the stars, and said, “You may talk + as long as you please, gentlemen, but who made all that?” He + delighted in the conversation of men of science, particularly of Monge and + Berthollet; but the men of letters he slighted; “they were + manufacturers of phrases.” Of medicine, too, he was fond of talking, + and with those of its practitioners whom he most esteemed,-with Corvisart + at Paris, and with Antonomarchi at St. Helena. “Believe me, “he + said to the last, “we had better leave off all these remedies: life + is a fortress which neither you nor I know anything about. Why throw + obstacles in the way of its defense? Its own means are superior to all the + apparatus of your laboratories. Corvisart candidly agreed with me, that + all your filthy mixtures are good for nothing. Medicine is a collection of + uncertain prescriptions, the results of which, taken collectively, are + more fatal than useful to mankind. Water, air, and cleanliness, are the + chief articles in my pharmacopeia.” + </p> + <p> + His memoirs, dictated to Count Montholon and General Gourgaud, at St. + Helena, have great value, after all the deduction that, it seems, is to be + made from them, on account of his known disingenuousness. He has the + goodnature of strength and conscious superiority. I admire his simple, + clear narrative of his battles;—good as Caesar’s; his + good-natured and sufficiently respectful account of Marshal Wurmser and + his other antagonists, and his own equality as a writer to his varying + subject. The most agreeable portion is the Campaign in Egypt. + </p> + <p> + He had hours of thought and wisdom. In intervals of leisure, either in the + camp or the palace, Napoleon appears as a man of genius, directing on + abstract questions the native appetite for truth, and the impatience of + words, he was wont to show in war. He could enjoy every play of invention, + a romance, a <i>bon mot</i>, as well as a stratagem in a campaign. He + delighted to fascinate Josephine and her ladies, in a dim-lighted + apartment, by the terrors of a fiction, to which his voice and dramatic + power lent every addition. + </p> + <p> + I call Napoleon the agent or attorney of the middle class of modern + society; of the throng who fill the markets, shops, counting-houses, + manufactories, ships, of the modern world, aiming to be rich. He was the + agitator, the destroyer of prescription, the internal improver, the + liberal, the radical, the inventor of means, the opener of doors and + markets, the subverter of monopoly and abuse. Of course, the rich and + aristocratic did not like him. England, the center of capital, and Rome + and Austria, centers of tradition and genealogy, opposed him. The + consternation of the dull and conservative classes, the terror of the + foolish old men and old women of the Roman conclave,—who in their + despair took hold of anything, and would cling to red-hot iron,—the + vain attempts of statists to amuse and deceive him, of the emperor of + Austria to bribe him; and the instinct of the young, ardent, and active + men, everywhere, which pointed him out as the giant of the middle class, + make his history bright and commanding. He had the virtues of the masses + of his constituents; he had also their vices. I am sorry that the + brilliant picture has its reverse. But that is the fatal quality which we + discover in our pursuit of wealth, that it is treacherous, and is bought + by the breaking or weakening of the sentiments; and it is inevitable that + we should find the same fact in the history of this champion, who proposed + to himself simply a brilliant career, without any stipulation or scruple + concerning the means. + </p> + <p> + Bonaparte was singularly destitute of generous sentiments. The + highest-placed individual in the most cultivated age and population of the + world,—he has not the merit of common truth and honesty. He is + unjust to his generals; egotistic, and monopolizing; meanly stealing the + credit of their great actions from Kellermann, from Bernadotte; intriguing + to involve his faithful Junot in hopeless bankruptcy, in order to drive + him to a distance from Paris, because the familiarity of his manners + offends the new pride of his throne. He is a boundless liar. The official + paper, his “Moniteurs,” and all his bulletins, are proverbs + for saying what he wished to be believed; and worse,—he sat, in his + premature old age, in his lonely island, coldly falsifying facts, and + dates, and characters, and giving to history, a theatrical eclat. Like all + Frenchmen, he has a passion for stage effect. Every action that breathes + of generosity is poisoned by this calculation. His star, his love of + glory, his doctrine of the immortality of the soul, are all French. + “I must dazzle and astonish. If I were to give the liberty of the + press, my power could not last three days.” To make a great noise is + his favorite design. “A great reputation is a great noise; the more + there is made, the farther off it is heard. Laws, institutions, monuments, + nations, all fall; but the noise continues, and resounds in after ages.” + His doctrine of immortality is simply fame. His theory of influence is not + flattering. “There are two levers for moving men,—interest and + fear. Love is a silly infatuation, depend upon it. Friendship is but a + name. I love nobody. I do not even love my brothers; perhaps Joseph, a + little, from habit, and because he is my elder; and Duroc, I love him too; + but why?—because his character pleases me; he is stern and resolute, + and, I believe, the fellow never shed a tear. For my part, I know very + well that I have no true friends. As long as I continue to be what I am, I + may have as many pretended friends as I please. Leave sensibility to + women; but men should be firm in heart and purpose, or they should have + nothing to do with war and government.” He was thoroughly + unscrupulous. He would steal, slander, assassinate, drown, and poison, as + his interest dictated. He had no generosity; but mere vulgar hatred; he + was intensely selfish; he was perfidious; he cheated at cards; he was a + prodigious gossip; and opened letters; and delighted in his infamous + police; and rubbed his hands with joy when he had intercepted some morsel + of intelligence concerning the men and women about him, boasting that + “he knew everything;” and interfered with the cutting the + dresses of the women; and listened after the hurrahs and the compliments + of the street, incognito. His manners were coarse. He treated women with + low familiarity. He had the habit of pulling their ears and pinching their + cheeks, when he was in good humor, and of pulling the ears and whiskers of + men, and of striking and horse-play with them, to his last days. It does + not appear that he listened at keyholes, or, at least, that he “was + caught at it”. In short, when you have penetrated through all the + circles of power and splendor, you were not dealing with a gentleman, at + last; but with an impostor and a rogue; and he fully deserves the epithet + of Jupiter Scapin, or a sort of Scamp Jupiter. + </p> + <p> + In describing the two parties into which modern society divides itself,—the + democrat and the conservative,—I said, Bonaparte represents the + democrat, or the party of men of business, against the stationary or + conservative party. I omitted then to say, what is material to the + statement, namely, that these two parties differ only as young and old. + The democrat is a young conservative; the conservative is an old democrat. + The aristocrat is the democrat ripe, and gone to seed,—because both + parties stand on the one ground of the supreme value of property, which + one endeavors to get, and the other to keep. Bonaparte may be said to + represent the whole history of this party, its youth and its age; yes, and + with poetic justice, its fate, in his own. The counter-revolution, the + counter-party, still waits for its organ and representative, in a lover + and a man of truly public and universal aims. + </p> + <p> + Here was an experiment, under the most favorable conditions, of the powers + of intellect without conscience. Never was such a leader so endowed, and + so weaponed; never leader found such aids and followers. And what was the + result of this vast talent and power, of these immense armies, burned + cities, squandered treasures, immolated millions of men, of this + demoralized Europe? It came to no result. All passed away, like the smoke + of his artillery and left no trace. He left France smaller, poorer, + feebler, than he found it; and the whole contest for freedom was to be + begun again. The attempt was, in principle, suicidal. France served him + with life, and limb, and estate, as long as it could identify its interest + with him; but when men saw that after victory was another war; after the + destruction of armies, new conscriptions; and they who had toiled so + desperately were never nearer to the reward,—they could not spend + what they had earned, nor repose on their down-beds, nor strut in their + chateaux,—they deserted him. Men found that his absorbing egotism + was deadly to all other men. It resembled the torpedo, which inflicts a + succession of shocks on any one who takes hold of it, producing spasms + which contract the muscles of the hand, so that the man cannot open his + fingers; and the animal inflicts new and more violent shocks, until he + paralyzes and kills his victim. So, this exorbitant egotist narrowed, + impoverished, and absorbed the power and existence of those who served + him; and the universal cry of France, and of Europe, in 1814, was, “enough + of him;” “assez de Bonaparte.” + </p> + <p> + It was not Bonaparte’s fault. He did all that in him lay, to live + and thrive without moral principle. It was the nature of things, the + eternal law of man and of the world, which baulked and ruined him; and the + result, in a million experiments, will be the same. Every experiment, by + multitudes or by individuals, that has a sensual and selfish aim, will + fail. The pacific Fourier will be as inefficient as the pernicious + Napoleon. As long as our civilization is essentially one of property, of + fences, of exclusiveness, it will be mocked by delusions. Our riches will + leave us sick; there will be bitterness in our laughter; and our wine will + burn our mouth. Only that good profits, which we can taste with all doors + open, and which serves all men. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0007" id="link2H_4_0007"> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + VII. GOETHE; OR, THE WRITER + </h2> + <p> + I find a provision in the constitution of the world for the writer or + secretary, who is to report the doings of the miraculous spirit of life + that everywhere throbs and works. His office is a reception of the facts + into the mind, and then a selection of the eminent and characteristic + experiences. + </p> + <p> + Nature will be reported. All things are engaged in writing their history. + The planet, the pebble, goes attended by its shadow. The rolling rock + leaves its scratches on the mountain; the river, its channel in the soil; + the animal, its bones in the stratum; the fern and leaf their modest + epitaph in the coal. The falling drop makes its sculpture in the sand or + the stone. Not a foot steps into the snow, or along the ground, but prints + in characters more or less lasting, a map of its march. Every act of the + man inscribes itself in the memories of his fellows, and in his own + manners and face. The air is full of sounds; the sky, of tokens; the + ground is all memoranda and signatures; and every object covered over with + hints, which speak to the intelligent. + </p> + <p> + In nature, this self-registration is incessant, and the narrative is the + print of the seal. It neither exceeds nor comes short of the fact. But + nature strives upward; and, in man, the report is something more than + print of the seal. It is a new and finer form of the original. The record + is alive, as that which it recorded is alive. In man, the memory is a kind + of looking-glass, which, having received the images of surrounding + objects, is touched with life, and disposes them in a new order. The facts + which transpired do not lie in it inert; but some subside, and others + shine; so that soon we have a new picture, composed of the eminent + experiences. The man cooperates. He loves to communicate; and that which + is for him to say lies as a load on his heart until it is delivered. But, + besides the universal joy of conversation, some men are born with exalted + powers for this second creation. Men are born to write. The gardener saves + every slip, and seed, and peach-stone; his vocation is to be a planter of + plants. Not less does the writer attend his affairs. Whatever he beholds + or experiences, comes to him as a model, and sits for its picture. He + counts it all nonsense that they say, that some things are undescribable. + He believes that all that can be thought can be written, first or last; + and he would report the Holy Ghost, or attempt it. Nothing so broad, so + subtle, or so dear, but comes therefore commended to his pen,—and he + will write. In his eyes, a man is the faculty of reporting, and the + universe is the possibility of being reported. In conversation, in + calamity, he finds new materials; as our German poet said, “some god + gave me the power to paint what I suffer.” He draws his rents from + rage and pain. By acting rashly, he buys the power of talking wisely. + Vexations, and a tempest of passion, only fill his sails; as the good + Luther writes, “When I am angry I can pray well, and preach well;” + and if we knew the genesis of fine-strokes of eloquence, they might recall + the complaisance of Sultan Amurath, who struck off some Persian heads, + that his physician, Vesalius, might see the spasms in the muscles of the + neck. His failures are the preparation of his victories. A new thought, or + a crisis of passion, apprises him that all that he has yet learned and + written is exoteric—is not the fact, but some rumor of the fact. + What then? Does he throw away the pen? No; he begins again to describe in + the new light which has shined on him,—if, by some means, he may yet + save some true word. Nature conspires. Whatever can be thought can be + spoken, and still rises for utterance, though to rude and stammering + organs. If they cannot compass it, it waits and works, until, at last, it + moulds them to its perfect will, and is articulated. + </p> + <p> + This striving after imitative expression, which one meets everywhere, is + significant of the aim of nature, but is mere stenography. There are + higher degrees, and nature has more splendid endowments for those whom she + elects to a superior office; for the class of scholars or writers, who see + connection where the multitude see fragments, and who are impelled to + exhibit the facts in order, and so to supply the axis on which the frame + of things turns. Nature has dearly at heart the formation of the + speculative man, or scholar. It is an end never lost sight of, and is + prepared in the original casting of things. He is no permissive or + accidental appearance, but an organic agent, one of the estates of the + realm, provided and prepared from of old and from everlasting, in the + knitting and contexture of things. Presentiments, impulses, cheer him. + There is a certain heat in the breast, which attends the perception of a + primary truth, which is the shining of the spiritual sun down into the + shaft of the mine. Every thought which dawns on the mind, in the moment of + its emergency announces its own rank,—whether it is some whimsy, or + whether it is a power. + </p> + <p> + If he have his incitements, there is, on the other side, invitation and + need enough of his gift. Society has, at all times, the same want, namely, + of one sane man with adequate powers of expression to held up each object + of monomania in its right relation. The ambitious and mercenary bring + their last new mumbo-jumbo, whether tariff, Texas, railroad, Romanism, + mesmerism, or California; and, by detaching the object from its relations, + easily succeed in making it seen in a glare; and a multitude go mad about + it, and they are not to be reproved or cured by the opposite multitude, + who are kept from this particular insanity by an equal frenzy on another + crochet. But let one man have the comprehensive eye that can replace this + isolated prodigy in its right neighborhood and bearings,—the + illusion vanishes, and the returning reason of the community thanks the + reason of the monitor. + </p> + <p> + The scholar is the man of the ages, but he must also wish, with other men, + to stand well with his contemporaries. But there is a certain ridicule, + among superficial people, thrown on the scholars or clerisy, which is of + no import, unless the scholars heed it. In this country, the emphasis of + conversation, and of public opinion, commends the practical man; and the + solid portion of the community is named with significant respect in every + circle. Our people are of Bonaparte’s opinion concerning + ideologists. Ideas are subversive of social order and comfort, and at last + make a fool of the possessor. It is believed, the ordering a cargo of + goods from New York to Smyrna; or, the running up and down to procure a + company of subscribers to set a-going five or ten thousand spindles; or, + the negotiations of a caucus, and the practising on the prejudices and + facility of country-people, to secure their votes in November,—is + practical and commendable. + </p> + <p> + If I were to compare action of a much higher strain with a life of + contemplation, I should not venture to pronounce with much confidence in + favor of the former. Mankind have such a deep stake in inward + illumination, that there is much to be said by the hermit or monk in + defense of his life of thought and prayer. A certain partiality, a + headiness, and loss of balance, is the tax which all action must pay. Act, + if you like,—but you do it at your peril. Men’s actions are + too strong for them. Show me a man who has acted, and who has not been the + victim and slave of his action. What they have done commits and enforces + them to do the same again. The first act, which was to be an experiment, + becomes a sacrament. The fiery reformer embodies his aspiration in some + rite or covenant, and he and his friends cleave to the form and lose the + aspiration. The Quaker has established Quakerism, the Shaker has + established his monastery and his dance; and, although each prates of + spirit, there is no spirit, but repetition, which is anti-spiritual. But + where are his new things of today? In actions of enthusiasm, this drawback + appears: but in those lower activities, which have no higher aim than to + make us more comfortable and more cowardly, in actions of cunning, actions + that steal and lie, actions that divorce the speculative from the + practical faculty, and put a ban on reason and sentiment, there is nothing + else but drawback and negation. The Hindoos write in their sacred books, + “Children only, and not the learned, speak of the speculative and + the practical faculties as two. They are but one, for both obtain the + selfsame end, and the place which is gained by the followers of the one is + gained by the followers of the other. That man seeth, who seeth that the + speculative and the practical doctrines are one.” For great action + must draw on the spiritual nature. The measure of action is the sentiment + from which it proceeds. The greatest action may easily be one of the most + private circumstances. + </p> + <p> + This disparagement will not come from the leaders, but from inferior + persons. The robust gentlemen who stand at the head of the practical + class, share the ideas of the time, and have too much sympathy with the + speculative class. It is not from men excellent in any kind, that + disparagement of any other is to be looked for. With such, Talleyrand’s + question is ever the main one; not, is he rich? is he committed? is he + well-meaning? has he this or that faculty? is he of the movement? is he of + the establishment?—but, Is he anybody? does he stand for something? + He must be good of his kind. That is all that Talleyrand, all that + State-street, all that the common sense of mankind asks. Be real and + admirable, not as we know, but as you know. Able men do not care in what + kind a man is able, so only that he is able. A master likes a master, and + does not stipulate whether it be orator, artist, craftsman, or king. + </p> + <p> + Society has really no graver interest than the well-being of the literary + class. And it is not to be denied that men are cordial in their + recognition and welcome of intellectual accomplishments. Still the writer + does not stand with us on any commanding ground. I think this to be his + own fault. A pound passes for a pound. There have been times when he was a + sacred person; he wrote Bibles; the first hymns; the codes; the epics; + tragic songs; Sibylline verses; Chaldean oracles; Laconian sentences + inscribed on temple walls. Every word was true, and woke the nations to + new life. He wrote without levity, and without choice. Every word was + carved, before his eyes, into the earth and sky; and the sun and stars + were only letters of the same purport; and of no more necessity. But how + can he be honored, when he does not honor himself; when he loses himself + in the crowd; when he is no longer the lawgiver, but the sycophant, + ducking to the giddy opinion of a reckless public; when he must sustain + with shameless advocacy some bad government, or must bark, all the year + round, in opposition; or write conventional criticism, or profligate + novels; or, at any rate, write without thought, and without recurrence, by + day and night, to the sources of inspiration? + </p> + <p> + Some reply to these questions may be furnished by looking over the list of + men of literary genius in our age. Among these, no more instructive name + occurs than that of Goethe, to represent the power and duties of the + scholar or writer. + </p> + <p> + I described Bonaparte as a representative of the popular external life and + aims of the nineteenth century. Its other half, its poet, is Goethe, a man + quite domesticated in the century, breathing its air, enjoying its fruits, + impossible at any earlier time, and taking away, by his colossal parts, + the reproach of weakness, which, but for him, would lie on the + intellectual works of the period. He appears at a time when a general + culture has spread itself, and has smoothed down all sharp individual + traits; when, in the absence of heroic characters, a social comfort and + cooperation have come in. There is no poet, but scores of poetic writers; + no Columbus, but hundreds of post-captains, with transit-telescope, + barometer, and concentrated soup and pemmican; no Demosthenes, no Chatham, + but any number of clever parliamentary and forensic debaters; no prophet + or saint, but colleges of divinity; no learned man, but learned societies, + a cheap press, reading-rooms, and book-clubs, without number. There was + never such a miscellany of facts. The world extends itself like American + trade. We conceive Greek or Roman life,—life in the middle ages—to + be a simple and comprehensive affair; but modern life to respect a + multitude of things, which is distracting. + </p> + <p> + Goethe was the philosopher of this multiplicity; hundred-handed, + Argus-eyed, able and happy to cope with this rolling miscellany of facts + and sciences, and, by his own versatility, to dispose of them with ease; a + manly mind, unembarrassed by the variety of coats of convention with which + life had got encrusted, easily able by his subtlety to pierce these, and + to draw his strength from nature, with which he lived in full communion. + What is strange, too, he lived in a small town, in a petty state, in a + defeated state, and in a time when Germany played no such leading part in + the world’s affairs as to swell the bosom of her sons with any + metropolitan pride, such as might have cheered a French, or English, or, + once, a Roman or Attic genius. Yet there is no trace of provincial + limitation in his muse. He is not a debtor to his position, but was born + with a free and controlling genius. + </p> + <p> + The Helena, or the second part of Faust, is a philosophy of literature set + in poetry; the work of one who found himself the master of histories, + mythologies, philosophies, sciences, and national literatures, in the + encyclopaedical manner in which modern erudition, with its international + intercourse of the whole earth’s population, researches into Indian, + Etruscan, and all Cyclopaean arts, geology, chemistry, astronomy; and + every one of these kingdoms assuming a certain aerial and poetic + character, by reason of the multitude. One looks at a king with reverence; + but if one should chance to be at a congress of kings, the eye would take + liberties with the peculiarities of each. These are not wild miraculous + songs, but elaborate forms, to which the poet has confided the results of + eighty years of observation. This reflective and critical wisdom makes the + poem more truly the flower of this time. It dates itself. Still he is a + poet,—poet of a prouder laurel than any contemporary, and under this + plague of microscopes (for he seems to see out of every pore of his skin), + strikes the harp with a hero’s strength and grace. + </p> + <p> + The wonder of the book is its superior intelligence. In the menstruum of + this man’s wit, the past and the present ages, and their religions, + politics, and modes of thinking, are dissolved into archetypes and ideas. + What new mythologies sail through his head! The Greeks said, that + Alexander went as far as Chaos; Goethe went, only the other day, as far; + and one step farther he hazarded, and brought himself safe back. There is + a heart-cheering freedom in his speculation. The immense horizon which + journeys with us lends its majesties to trifles, and to matters of + convenience and necessity, as to solemn and festal performances. He was + the soul of his century. If that was learned, and had become, by + population, compact organization, and drill of parts, one great Exploring + Expedition, accumulating a glut of facts and fruits too fast for any + hitherto-existing savants to classify, this man’s mind had ample + chambers for the distribution of all. He had a power to unite the detached + atoms again by their own law. He has clothed our modern existence with + poetry. Amid littleness and detail, he detected the Genius of life, the + old cunning Proteus, nestling close beside us, and showed that the + dullness and prose we ascribe to the age was only another of his masks:—“His + very flight is presence in disguise:” that he had put off a gay + uniform for a fatigue dress, and was not a whit less vivacious or rich in + Liverpool or the Hague, than once in Rome or Antioch. He sought him in + public squares and main streets, in boulevards and hotels; and, in the + solidest kingdom of routine and the senses, he showed the lurking daemonic + power; that, in actions of routine, a thread of mythology and fable spins + itself; and this, by tracing the pedigree of every usage and practice, + every institution, utensil, and means, home to its origin in the structure + of man. He had an extreme impatience of conjecture, and of rhetoric. + “I have guesses enough of my own; if a man write a book, let him set + down only what he knows.” He writes in the plainest and lowest tone, + omitting a great deal more than he writes, and putting ever a thing for a + word. He has explained the distinction between the antique and the modern + spirit and art. He has defined art, its scope and laws. He has said the + best things about nature that ever were said. He treats nature as the old + philosophers, as the seven wise masters did,—and, with whatever loss + of French tabulation and dissection, poetry and humanity remain to us; and + they have some doctorial skill. Eyes are better, on the whole, than + telescopes or microscopes. He has contributed a key to many parts of + nature, through the rare turn for unity and simplicity in his mind. Thus + Goethe suggested the leading idea of modern botany, that a leaf, or the + eye of a leaf, is the unit of botany, and that every part of the plant is + only a transformed leaf to meet a new condition; and, by varying the + conditions, a leaf may be converted into any other organ, and any other + organ into a leaf. In like manner, in osteology, he assumed that one + vertebra of the spine might be considered the unit of the skeleton; the + head was only the uppermost vertebra transformed. “The plant goes + from knot to knot, closing, at last, with the flower and the seed. So the + tape-worm, the caterpillar, goes from knot to knot, and closes with the + head. Men and the higher animals are built up through the vertebrae, the + powers being concentrated in the head.” In optics, again, he + rejected the artificial theory of seven colors, and considered that every + color was the mixture of light and darkness in new proportions. It is + really of very little consequence what topic he writes upon. He sees at + every pore, and has a certain gravitation toward truth. He will realize + what you say. He hates to be trifled with, and to be made to say over + again some old wife’s fable, that has had possession of men’s + faith these thousand years. He may as well see if it is true as another. + He sifts it. I am here, he would say, to be the measure and judge of these + things. Why should I take them on trust? And, therefore, what he says of + religion, of passion, of marriage, of manners, property, of paper money, + of periods or beliefs, of omens, of luck, or whatever else, refuses to be + forgotten. + </p> + <p> + Take the most remarkable example that could occur of this tendency to + verify every term in popular use. The Devil had played an important part + in mythology in all times. Goethe would have no word that does not cover a + thing. The same measure will still serve: “I have never heard of any + crime which I might not have committed.” So he flies at the throat + of this imp. He shall be real; he shall be modern; he shall be European; + he shall dress like a gentleman, and accept the manner, and walk in the + streets, and be well initiated in the life of Vienna, and of Heidelberg, + in 1820,—or he shall not exist. Accordingly, he stripped him of + mythologic gear, of horns, cloven foot, harpoon tail, brimstone, and + blue-fire, and, instead of looking in books and pictures, looked for him + in his own mind, in every shade of coldness, selfishness, and unbelief + that, in crowds, or in solitude, darkens over the human thought,—and + found that the portrait gained reality and terror by everything he added, + and by everything he took away. He found that the essence of this + hobgoblin, which had hovered in shadow about the habitations of men, ever + since they were men, was pure intellect, applied,—as always there is + a tendency,—to the service of the senses: and he flung into + literature, in his Mephistopheles, the first organic figure that has been + added for some ages, and which will remain as long as the Prometheus. I + have no design to enter into any analysis of his numerous works. They + consist of translations, criticisms, dramas, lyric and every other + description of poems, literary journals, and portraits of distinguished + men. Yet I cannot omit to specify the Wilhelm Meister. + </p> + <p> + Wilhelm Meister is a novel in every sense, the first of its kind, called + by its admirers the only delineation of modern society,—as if other + novels, those of Scott, for example, dealt with costume and condition, + this with the spirit of life. It is a book over which some veil is still + drawn. It is read by very intelligent persons with wonder and delight. It + is preferred by some such to Hamlet, as a work of genius. I suppose no + book of this century can compare with it in its delicious sweetness, so + new, so provoking to the mind, gratifying it with so many and so solid + thoughts, just insights into life, and manners, and characters; so many + good hints for the conduct of life, so many unexpected glimpses into a + higher sphere, and never a trace of rhetoric or dullness. A very provoking + book to the curiosity of young men of genius, but a very unsatisfactory + one. Lovers of light reading, those who look in it for the entertainment + they find in a romance, are disappointed. On the other hand, those who + begin it with the higher hope to read in it a worthy history of genius, + and the just award of the laurels to its toils and denials, have also + reason to complain. We had an English romance here, not long ago, + professing to embody the hope of a new age, and to unfold the political + hope of the party called “Young England,” in which the only + reward of virtue is a seat in parliament, and a peerage. Goethe’s + romance has a conclusion as lame and immoral. George Sand, in Consuelo and + its continuation, has sketched a truer and more dignified picture. In the + progress of the story, the characters of the hero and heroine expand at a + rate that shivers the porcelain chess-table of aristocratic convention: + they quit the society and habits of their rank; they lose their wealth; + they become the servants of great ideas, and of the most generous social + ends; until, at last, the hero, who is the center and fountain of an + association for the rendering of the noblest benefits to the human race, + no longer answers to his own titled name: it sounds foreign and remote in + his ear. + </p> + <p> + “I am only man,” he says; “I breathe and work for man,” + and this in poverty and extreme sacrifices. Goethe’s hero, on the + contrary, has so many weaknesses and impurities, and keeps such bad + company, that the sober English public, when the book was translated, were + disgusted. And yet it is so crammed with wisdom, with knowledge of the + world, and with knowledge of laws; the persons so truly and subtly drawn, + and with such few strokes, and not a word too much, the book remains ever + so new and unexhausted, that we must even let it go its way, and be + willing to get what good from it we can, assured that it has only begun + its office, and has millions of readers yet to serve. + </p> + <p> + The argument is the passage of a democrat to the aristocracy, using both + words in their best sense. And this passage is not made in any mean or + creeping way, but through the hall door. Nature and character assist, and + the rank is made real by sense and probity in the nobles. No generous + youth can escape this charm of reality in the book, so that it is highly + stimulating to intellect and courage. The ardent and holy Novalis + characterized the book as “thoroughly modern and prosaic; the + romantic is completely leveled in it; so is the poetry of nature; the + wonderful. The book treats only of the ordinary affairs of men: it is a + poeticized civic and domestic story. The wonderful in it is expressly + treated as fiction and enthusiastic dreaming:”—and yet, what + is also characteristic, Novalis soon returned to this book, and it + remained his favorite reading to the end of his life. + </p> + <p> + What distinguishes Goethe for French and English readers, is a property + which he shares with his nation,—a habitual reference to interior + truth. In England and in America there is a respect for talent; and, if it + is exerted in support of any ascertained or intelligible interest or + party, or in regular opposition to any, the public is satisfied. In + France, there is even a greater delight in intellectual brilliancy, for + its own sake. And, in all these countries, men of talent write from + talent. It is enough if the understanding is occupied, the taste + propitiated,—so many columns so many hours, filled in a lively and + creditable way. The German intellect wants the French sprightliness, the + fine practical understanding of the English, and the American adventure; + but it has a certain probity, which never rests in a superficial + performance, but asks steadily, To what end? A German public asks for a + controlling sincerity. Here is activity of thought; but what is it for? + What does the man mean? Whence, whence, all these thoughts? + </p> + <p> + Talent alone cannot make a writer. There must be a man behind the book; a + personality which, by birth and quality, is pledged to the doctrines there + set forth, and which exists to see and state things so, and not otherwise; + holding things because they are things. If he cannot rightly express + himself to-day, the same things subsist, and will open themselves + to-morrow. There lies the burden on his mind—the burden of truth to + be declared,—more or less understood; and it constitutes his + business and calling in the world, to see those facts through, and to make + them known. What signifies that he trips and stammers; that his voice is + harsh or hissing; that this method or his tropes are inadequate? That + message will find method and imagery, articulation and melody. Though he + were dumb, it would speak. If not,—if there be no such God’s + word in the man,—what care we how adroit, how fluent, how brilliant + he is? + </p> + <p> + It makes a great difference to the force of any sentence, whether there be + a man behind it, or no. In the learned journal, in the influential + newspaper, I discern no form; only some irresponsible shadow; oftener some + monied corporation, or some dangler, who hopes, in the mask and robes of + his paragraph, to pass for somebody. But, through every clause and part of + speech of a right book, I meet the eyes of the most determined of men: his + force and terror inundate every word: the commas and dashes are alive; so + that the writing is athletic and nimble,—can go far and live long. + </p> + <p> + In England and America, one may be an adept in the writing of a Greek or + Latin poet, without any poetic taste or fire. That a man has spent years + on Plato and Proclus, does not afford a presumption that he holds heroic + opinions, or undervalues the fashions of his town. But the German nation + have the most ridiculous good faith on these subjects: the student, out of + the lecture-room, still broods on the lessons; and the professor cannot + divest himself of the fancy, that the truths of philosophy have some + application to Berlin and Munich. This earnestness enables them to out-see + men of much more talent. Hence, almost all the valuable distinctions which + are current in higher conversation, have been derived to us from Germany. + But, whilst men distinguished for wit and learning, in England and France, + adopt their study and their side with a certain levity, and are not + understood to be very deeply engaged, from grounds of character, to the + topic or the part they espouse,—Goethe, the head and body of the + German nation, does not speak from talent, but the truth shines through: + he is very wise, though his talent often veils his wisdom. However + excellent his sentence is, he has somewhat better in view. It awakens my + curiosity. He has the formidable independence which converse with truth + gives: hear you, or forbear, his fact abides; and your interest in the + writer is not confined to his story, and he dismissed from memory, when he + has performed his task creditably, as a baker when he has left his loaf; + but his work is the least part of him. The old Eternal Genius who built + the world has confided himself more to this man than to any other. I dare + not say that Goethe ascended to the highest grounds from which genius has + spoken. He has not worshipped the highest unity; he is incapable of a + self-surrender to the moral sentiment. There are nobler strains in poetry + than any he has sounded. There are writers poorer in talent, whose tone is + purer, and more touches the heart. Goethe can never be dear to men. His is + not even the devotion to pure truth; but to truth for the sake of culture. + He has no aims less large than the conquest of universal nature, of + universal truth, to be his portion; a man not to be bribed, nor deceived, + nor overawed; of a stoical self- command and self-denial, and having one + test for all men,—What can you teach me? All possessions are valued + by him for that only; rank, privileges, health, time, being itself. + </p> + <p> + He is the type of culture, the amateur of all arts, and sciences, and + events; artistic, but not artist; spiritual, but not spiritualist. There + is nothing he had not right to know; there is no weapon in the army of + universal genius he did not take into his hand, but with peremptory heed + that he should not be for a moment prejudiced by his instruments. He lays + a ray of light under every fact, and between himself and his dearest + property. From him nothing was hid, nothing withholden. The lurking + daemons sat to him, and the saint who saw the daemons; and the + metaphysical elements took form. “Piety itself is no aim, but only a + means whereby, through purest inward peace, we may attain to highest + culture.” And his penetration of every secret of the fine arts will + make Goethe still more statuesque. His affections help him, like women + employed by Cicero to worm out the secret of conspirators. Enmities he has + none. Enemy of him you may be,—if so you shall teach him aught which + your good-will cannot,—were it only what experience will accrue from + your ruin. Enemy and welcome, but enemy on high terms. He cannot hate + anybody; his time is worth too much. Temperamental antagonisms may be + suffered, but like feuds of emperors, who fight dignifiedly across + kingdoms. + </p> + <p> + His autobiography, under the title of “Poetry and Truth Out of My + Life,” is the expression of the idea,—now familiar to the + world through the German mind, but a novelty to England, Old and New, when + that book appeared,—that a man exists for culture; not for what he + can accomplish, but for what can be accomplished in him. The reaction of + things on the man is the only noteworthy result. An intellectual man can + see himself as a third person; therefore his faults and delusions interest + him equally with his successes. Though he wishes to prosper in affairs, he + wishes more to know the history and destiny of man; whilst the clouds of + egotists drifting about him are only interested in a low success. This + idea reigns in the <i>Dichtung und Wahrheit</i>, and directs the selection + of the incidents; and nowise the external importance of events, the rank + of the personages, or the bulk of incomes. Of course, the book affords + slender materials for what would be reckoned with us a “Life of + Goethe;”—few dates; no correspondence; no details of offices + or employments; no light on his marriage; and, a period of ten years, that + should be the most active in his life, after his settlement at Weimar, is + sunk in silence. Meantime, certain love-affairs, that came to nothing, as + people say, have the strangest importance: he crowds us with detail:—certain + whimsical opinions, cosmogonies, and religions of his own invention, and, + especially his relations to remarkable minds, and to critical epochs of + thought:—these he magnifies. His “Daily and Yearly Journal,” + his “Italian Travels,” his “Campaign in France” + and the historical part of his “Theory of Colors,” have the + same interest. In the last, he rapidly notices Kepler, Roger Bacon, + Galileo, Newton, Voltaire, etc.; and the charm of this portion of the book + consists in the simplest statement of the relation betwixt these grandees + of European scientific history and himself; the mere drawing of the lines + from Goethe to Kepler, from Goethe to Bacon, from Goethe to Newton. The + drawing of the line is for the time and person, a solution of the + formidable problem, and gives pleasure when Iphigenia and Faust do not, + without any cost of invention comparable to that of Iphigenia and Faust. + This law giver of art is not an artist. Was it that he knew too much, that + his sight was microscopic, and interfered with the just perspective, the + seeing of the whole? He is fragmentary; a writer of occasional poems, and + of an encyclopaedia of sentences. When he sits down to write a drama or a + tale, he collects and sorts his observations from a hundred sides, and + combines them into the body as fitly as he can. A great deal refuses to + incorporate: this he adds loosely, as letters, of the parties, leaves from + their journals, or the like. A great deal still is left that will not find + any place. This the bookbinder alone can give any cohesion to: and, hence, + notwithstanding the looseness of many of his works, we have volumes of + detached paragraphs, aphorisms, xenien, etc. + </p> + <p> + I suppose the worldly tone of his tales grew out of the calculations of + self-culture. It was the infirmity of an admirable scholar, who loved the + world out of gratitude; who knew where libraries, galleries, architecture, + laboratories, savants, and leisure, were to be had, and who did not quite + trust the compensations of poverty and nakedness. Socrates loved Athens; + Montaigne, Paris; and Madame de Stael said, she was only vulnerable on + that side (namely, of Paris). It has its favorable aspect. All the + geniuses are usually so ill-assorted and sickly, that one is ever wishing + them somewhere else. We seldom see anybody who is not uneasy or afraid to + live. There is a slight blush of shame on the cheek of good men and + aspiring men, and a spice of caricature. But this man was entirely at home + and happy in his century and the world. None was so fit to live, or more + heartily enjoyed the game. In this aim of culture, which is the genius of + his works, is their power. The idea of absolute, eternal truth, without + reference to my own enlargement by it, is higher. The surrender to the + torrent, of poetic inspiration is higher; but compared with any motives on + which books are written in England and America, this is very truth, and + has the power to inspire which belongs to truth. Thus has he brought back + to a book some of its ancient might and dignity. + </p> + <p> + Goethe, coming into an over-civilized time and country, when original + talent was oppressed under the load of books, and mechanical auxiliaries, + and the distracting variety of claims, taught men how to dispose of this + mountainous miscellany, and make it subservient. I join Napoleon with him, + as being both representatives of the impatience and reaction of nature + against the morgue of conventions,—two stern realists, who, with + their scholars, have severally set the axe at the root of the tree of cant + and seeming, for this time, and for all time. This cheerful laborer, with + no external popularity or provocation, drawing his motive and his plan + from his own breast, tasked himself with stints for a giant, and, without + relaxation or rest, except by alternating his pursuits, worked on for + eighty years with the steadiness of his first zeal. + </p> + <p> + It is the last lesson of modern science, that the highest simplicity of + structure is produced, not by few elements, but by the highest complexity. + Man is the most composite of all creatures: the wheel-insect, volvox + globator, is at the other extreme. We shall learn to draw rents and + revenues from the immense patrimony of the old and recent ages. Goethe + teaches courage, and the equivalence of all times: that the disadvantages + of any epoch exist only to the faint-hearted. Genius hovers with his + sunshine and music close by the darkest and deafest eras. No mortgage, no + attainder, will hold on men or hours. The world is young; the former great + men call to us affectionately. We too must write Bibles, to unite again + the heavens and the earthly world. The secret of genius is to suffer no + fiction to exist for us; to realize all that we know; in the high + refinement of modern life, in arts, in sciences, in books, in men, to + exact good faith, reality, and a purpose; and first, last, midst, and + without end, to honor every truth by use. + </p> + <h3> + THE END. + </h3> + <div style="height: 6em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Representative Men, by Ralph Waldo Emerson + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK REPRESENTATIVE MEN *** + +This file should be named 6312-h.htm or 6312-h.zip + +Etext produced by Miranda van de Heijning, Juliet Sutherland, Charles Franks +and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. + +HTML file produced by David Widger + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. 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