第13章

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Whattookhimwasarichnessinthespeech;helovedtheexotic,theunexpectedword;themovingcadenceofaphrase;avaguesenseofemotion(aboutnothing)intheverylettersofthealphabet: theromanceoflanguage。Hishonestheadwasverynearlyempty,hisintellectlikeachild\'s;andwhenhereadhisfavouriteauthors,hecanalmostneverhaveunderstoodwhathewasreading。 Yetthetastewasnotonlygenuine,itwasexclusive;Itriedinvaintoofferhimnovels;hewouldnoneofthem,hecaredfornothingbutromanticlanguagethathecouldnotunderstand。Thecasemaybecommonerthanwesuppose。Iamremindedofaladwhowaslaidinthenextcottoafriendofmineinapublichospitalandwhowasnosoonerinstalledthanhesentout(perhapswithhislastpence)foracheapShakespeare。Myfriendprickeduphisears;fellatonceintalkwithhisnewneighbour,andwasready,whenthebookarrived,tomakeasingulardiscovery。Forthisloverofgreatliteratureunderstoodnotonesentenceoutoftwelve,andhisfavouritepartwasthatofwhichheunderstoodtheleast-theinimitable,mouth-fillingrodomontadeoftheghostinHAMLET。Itwasabrightdayinhospitalwhenmyfriendexpoundedthesenseofthisbelovedjargon:ataskforwhichIamwillingtobelievemyfriendwasveryfit,thoughIcanneverregarditasaneasyone。Iknowindeedapointortwo,onwhichIwouldgladlyquestionMr。Shakespeare,thatloverofbigwords,couldherevisittheglimpsesofthemoon,orcouldImyselfclimbbackwardtothespaciousdaysofElizabeth。Butinthesecondcase,Ishouldmostlikelypretermitthesequestionings,andtakemyplaceinsteadinthepitattheBlackfriars,toheartheactorinhisfavouritepart,playinguptoMr。Burbage,androllingout-asIseemtohearhim-withaponderousgusto- \"Unhousel\'d,disappointed,unanel\'d。\" Whatapleasantchance,ifwecouldgothereinapartyIandwhatasurpriseforMr。Burbage,whentheghostreceivedthehonoursoftheevening! Asformyoldsoldier,likeMr。BurbageandMr。Shakespeare,heislongsincedead;andnowliesburied,Isuppose,andnamelessandquiteforgotten,insomepoorcitygraveyard-Butnotforme,youbraveheart,haveyoubeenburied!Forme,youarestillafoot,tastingthesunandair,andstridingsouthward。BythegrovesofComistonandbesidetheHermitageofBraid,bytheHunters\'Tryst,andwherethecurlewsandploverscryaroundFairmilehead,Iseeandhearyou,stalwartlycarryingyourdeadlysickness,cheerfullydiscoursingofuncomprehendedpoets。 II Thethoughtoftheoldsoldierrecallsthatofanothertramp,hiscounterpart。Thiswasalittle,lean,andfieryman,withtheeyesofadogandthefaceofagipsy;whomIfoundonemorningencampedwithhiswifeandchildrenandhisgrinder\'swheel,besidetheburnofKinnaird。TothisbeloveddellIwent,atthattime,daily;anddailytheknife-grinderandI(foraslongashistentcontinuedpleasantlytointerruptmylittlewilderness)satontwostones,andsmoked,andpluckedgrass,andtalkedtothetuneofthebrownwater。Hischildrenweremerewhelps,theyfoughtandbitamongthefernlikevermin。Hiswifewasameresquaw;Isawhergatherbrushandtendthekettle,butsheneverventuredtoaddressherlordwhileIwaspresent。Thetentwasameregipsyhovel,likeastyforpigs。Butthegrinderhimselfhadthefineself- sufficiencyandgravepolitenessofthehunterandthesavage;hedidmethehonoursofthisdell,whichhadbeenminebutthedaybefore,tookmefarintothesecretsofhislife,andusedme(Iamproudtoremember)asafriend。 Likemyoldsoldier,hewasfargoneinthenationalcomplaint。 Unlikehim,hehadavulgartasteinletters;scarceflyinghigherthanthestorypapers;probablyfindingnodifference,certainlyseekingnone,betweenTannahillandBurns;hisnoblestthoughts,whetherofpoetryormusic,adequatelyembodiedinthatsomewhatobviousditty,\"Willyegang,lassie,gangTothebraeso\'Balquidder。\"- whichisindeedapttoechointheearsofScottishchildren,andtohim,inviewofhisexperience,musthavefoundaspecialdirectnessofaddress。Butifhehadnofinesenseofpoetryinletters,hefeltwithadeepjoythepoetryoflife。Youshouldhaveheardhimspeakofwhatheloved;ofthetentpitchedbesidethetalkingwater;ofthestarsoverheadatnight;oftheblestreturnofmorning,thepeepofdayoverthemoors,theawakingbirdsamongthebirches;howheabhorredthelongwintershutincities;andwithwhatdelight,atthereturnofthespring,heoncemorepitchedhiscampinthelivingout-of-doors。Butwewereapairoftramps;andtoyou,whoaredoubtlesssedentaryandaconsistentfirst-classpassengerinlife,hewouldscarcehavelaidhimselfsoopen;-toyou,hemighthavebeencontenttotellhisstoryofaghost-thatofabuccaneerwithhispistolsashelived-whomhehadonceencounteredinaseasidecavenearBuckie;andthatwouldhavebeenenough,forthatwouldhaveshownyouthemettleoftheman。Herewasapieceofexperiencesolidlyandlivinglybuiltupinwords,herewasastorycreated,TERESATQUE ROTUNDUS。 Andtothinkoftheoldsoldier,thatloveroftheliterarybards! Hehadvisitedstrangerspotsthananyseasidecave;encounteredmenmoreterriblethananyspirit;doneanddaredandsufferedinthatincredible,unsungepicoftheMutinyWar;playedhispartwiththefieldforceofDelhi,beleagueringandbeleaguered;sharedinthatenduring,savageangerandcontemptofdeathanddecencythat,forlongmonthstogether,bedevil\'dandinspiredthearmy; washurledtoandfrointhebattle-smokeoftheassault;wasthere,perhaps,whereNicholsonfell;wastherewhentheattackingcolumn,withhelluponeveryside,foundthesoldier\'senemy- strongdrink,andthelivesoftensofthousandstrembledinthescale,andthefateoftheflagofEnglandstaggered。Andofallthishehadnomoretosaythan\"hotwork,sir,\"or\"thearmysufferedagreatdeal,sir,\"or\"IbelieveGeneralWilson,sir,wasnotveryhighlythoughtofinthepapers。\"Hislifewasnaughttohim,thevividpagesofexperiencequiteblank:inwordshispleasurelay-melodious,agitatedwords-printedwords,aboutthatwhichhehadneverseenandwasconnatallyincapableofcomprehending。Wehaveheretwotemperamentsfacetoface;bothuntrained,unsophisticated,surprised(wemaysay)intheegg;bothboldlycharactered:-thatoftheartist,theloverandartificerofwords;thatofthemaker,theseeer,theloverandforgerofexperience。Iftheonehadadaughterandtheotherhadason,andthesemarried,mightnotsomeillustriouswritercountdescentfromthebeggar-soldierandtheneedyknife-grinder? III Everyonelivesbysellingsomething,whateverbehisrighttoit。 Theburglarsellsatthesametimehisownskillandcourageandmysilverplate(thewholeatthemostmoderatefigure)toaJewreceiver。Thebanditsellsthetravelleranarticleofprimenecessity:thattraveller\'slife。Andasfortheoldsoldier,whostandsforcentralmarktomycapriciousfiguresofeight,hedealtinaspecially;forhewastheonlybeggarintheworldwhoevergavemepleasureformymoney。Hehadlearnedaschoolofmannersinthebarracksandhadthesensetoclingtoit,accostingstrangerswitharegimentalfreedom,thankingpatronswithamerelyregimentaldifference,sparingyouatoncethetragedyofhispositionandtheembarrassmentofyours。Therewasnotonehintabouthimofthebeggar\'semphasis,theoutburstofrevoltinggratitude,therantandcant,the\"Godblessyou,Kind,Kindgentleman,\"whichinsultsthesmallnessofyouralmsbydisproportionatevehemence,whichissonotablyfalse,whichwouldbesounbearableifitweretrue。Iamsometimestemptedtosupposethisreadingofthebeggar\'spart,asurvivaloftheolddayswhenShakespearewasintoneduponthestageandmournerskeenedbesidethedeath-bed;tothinkthatwecannotnowacceptthesestrongemotionsunlesstheybeutteredinthejustnoteoflife;nor(saveinthepulpit)endurethesegrossconventions。 Theywoundus,Iamtemptedtosay,likemockery;thehighvoiceofkeening(asityetlingerson)strikesinthefaceofsorrowlikeabuffet;andtherantandcantofthestaledbeggarstirsinusashudderofdisgust。Butthefactdisprovestheseamateuropinions。 Thebeggarlivesbyhisknowledgeoftheaverageman。Heknowswhatheisaboutwhenhebandageshishead,andhiresanddrugsababe,andpoisonslifewithPOORMARYANNorLONG,LONGAGO;heknowswhatheisaboutwhenheloadsthecriticalearandsickenstheniceconsciencewithintolerablethanks;theyknowwhattheyareabout,heandhiscrew,whentheypervadetheslumsofcities,ghastlyparodiesofsuffering,hatefulparodiesofgratitude。Thistradecanscarcebecalledanimposition;ithasbeensoblownuponwithexposures;itflauntsitsfraudulencesonakedly。Wepaythemaswepaythosewhoshowus,inhugeexaggeration,themonstersofourdrinking-water;orthosewhodailypredictthefallofBritain。 Wepaythemforthepaintheyinflict,paythem,andwince,andhurryon。Andtrulythereisnothingthatcanshaketheconsciencelikeabeggar\'sthanks;andthatpolityinwhichsuchprotestationscanbepurchasedforashilling,seemsnosceneforanhonestman。 Arethere,then,wemaybeasked,nogenuinebeggars?Andtheansweris,Notone。Myoldsoldierwasahumbugliketherest;hisraggedbootswere,inthestagephrase,properties;wholebootsweregivenhimagainandagain,andalwaysgladlyaccepted;andthenextday,therehewasontheroadasusual,withtoesexposed。 Hisbootswerehismethod;theyweretheman\'strade;withouthisbootshewouldhavestarved;hedidnotlivebycharity,butbyappealingtoagrosstasteinthepublic,whichlovesthelimelightontheactor\'sface,andthetoesoutofthebeggar\'sboots。Thereisatruepoverty,whichnoonesees:afalseandmerelymimeticpoverty,whichusurpsitsplaceanddress,andlivesandabovealldrinks,onthefruitsoftheusurpation。Thetruepovertydoesnotgointothestreets;thebankermayrestassured,hehasneverputapennyinitshand。Theself-respectingpoorbegfromeachother; neverfromtherich。Toliveinthefrock-coatedranksoflife,tohearcantingscenesofgratituderehearsedfortwopence,amanmightsupposethatgivingwasathinggoneoutoffashion;yetitgoesforwardonascalesogreatastofillmewithsurprise。Inthehousesoftheworkingclass,alldaylongtherewillbeafootuponthestair;alldaylongtherewillbeaknockingatthedoors; beggarscome,beggarsgo,withoutstint,hardlywithintermission,frommorningtillnight;andmeanwhile,inthesamecityandbutafewstreetsoff,thecastlesoftherichstandunsummoned。Getthetaleofanyhonesttramp,youwillfinditwasalwaysthepoorwhohelpedhim;getthetruthfromanyworkmanwhohasmetmisfortunes,itwasalwaysnextdoorthathewouldgoforhelp,oronlywithsuchexceptionsasaresaidtoprovearule;lookatthecourseofthemimeticbeggar,itisthroughthepoorquartersthathetrailshispassage,showinghisbandagestoeverywindow,piercingeventotheatticswithhisnasalsong。HereisaremarkablestateofthingsinourChristiancommonwealths,thatthepooronlyshouldbeaskedtogive。 IV Thereisapleasanttaleofsomeworthless,phrasingFrenchman,whowastaxedwithingratitude:\"ILFAUTSAVOIRGARDERL\'INDEPENDANCE DUCOEUR,\"criedhe。IownIfeelwithhim。Gratitudewithoutfamilarity,gratitudeotherwisethanasanamelesselementinafriendship,isathingsoneartohatredthatIdonotcaretosplitthedifference。UntilIfindamanwhoispleasedtoreceiveobligations,Ishallcontinuetoquestionthetactofthosewhoareeagertoconferthem。Whatanartitis,togive,eventoournearestfriends!andwhatatestofmanners,toreceive!How,uponeitherside,wesmuggleawaytheobligation,blushingforeachother;howbluffanddullwemakethegiver;howhasty,howfalselycheerful,thereceiver!Andyetanactofsuchdifficultyanddistressbetweennearfriends,itissupposedwecanperformtoatotalstrangerandleavethemantransfixedwithgratefulemotions。 Thelastthingyoucandotoamanistoburthenhimwithanobligation,anditiswhatweproposetobeginwith!Butletusnotbedeceived:unlessheistotallydegradedtohistrade,angerjarsinhisinside,andhegrateshisteethatourgratuity。 Weshouldwipetwowordsfromourvocabulary:gratitudeandcharity。Inreallife,helpisgivenoutoffriendship,oritisnotvalued;itisreceivedfromthehandoffriendship,oritisresented。Wearealltooproudtotakeanakedgift:wemustseemtopayit,ifinnothingelse,thenwiththedelightsofoursociety。Here,then,isthepitifulfixoftherichman;hereisthatneedle\'seyeinwhichhestuckalreadyinthedaysofChrist,andstillsticksto-day,firmer,ifpossible,thanever:thathehasthemoneyandlacksthelovewhichshouldmakehismoneyacceptable。Hereandnow,justasofoldinPalestine,hehastherichtodinner,itiswiththerichthathetakeshispleasure: andwhenhisturncomestobecharitable,helooksinvainforarecipient。Hisfriendsarenotpoor,theydonotwant;thepoorarenothisfriends,theywillnottake。Towhomishetogive? Wheretofind-notethisphase-theDeservingPoor?Charityis(whattheycall)centralised;officesarehired;societiesfounded,withsecretariespaidorunpaid:thehuntoftheDeservingPoorgoesmerrilyforward。Ithinkitwilltakemorethanamerelyhumansecretarytodisinterthatcharacter。What!aclassthatistobeinwantfromnofaultofitsown,andyetgreedilyeagertoreceivefromstrangers;andtobequiterespectable,andatthesametimequitedevoidofself-respect;andplaythemostdelicatepartoffriendship,andyetneverbeseen;andweartheformofman,andyetflyinthefaceofallthelawsofhumannature:- andallthis,inthehopeofgettingabelly-godBurgessthroughaneedle\'seye!O,lethimstick,byallmeans:andlethispolitytumbleinthedust;andlethisepitaphandallhisliterature(ofwhichmyownworksbegintoformnoinconsiderablepart)beabolishedevenfromthehistoryofman!Forafoolofthismonstrosityofdulness,therecanbenosalvation:andthefoolwholookedfortheelixiroflifewasanangelofreasontothefoolwholooksfortheDeservingPoor! V Andyetthereisonecoursewhichtheunfortunategentlemanmaytake。Hemaysubscribetopaythetaxes。Therewerethetruecharity,impartialandimpersonal,cumberingnonewithobligation,helpingall。Therewereadestinationforlovelessgifts;therewerethewaytoreachthepocketofthedeservingpoor,andyetsavethetimeofsecretaries!But,alas!thereisnocolourofromanceinsuchacourse;andpeoplenowheredemandthepicturesquesomuchasintheirvirtues。 CHAPTERX-LETTERTOAYOUNGGENTLEMANWHOPROPOSESTOEMBRACETHE CAREEROFART WITHtheagreeablefranknessofyouth,youaddressmeonapointofsomepracticalimportancetoyourselfand(itisevenconceivable) ofsomegravitytotheworld:Shouldyouorshouldyounotbecomeanartist?Itisonewhichyoumustdecideentirelyforyourself; allthatIcandoistobringunderyournoticesomeofthematerialsofthatdecision;andIwillbegin,asIshallprobablyconcludealso,byassuringyouthatalldependsonthevocation。 Toknowwhatyoulikeisthebeginningofwisdomandofoldage。 Youthiswhollyexperimental。Theessenceandcharmofthatunquietanddelightfulepochisignoranceofselfaswellasignoranceoflife。Thesetwounknownstheyoungmanbringstogetheragainandagain,nowintheairiesttouch,nowwithabitterhug;nowwithexquisitepleasure,nowwithcuttingpain;butneverwithindifference,towhichheisatotalstranger,andneverwiththatnearkinsmanofindifference,contentment。Ifhebeayouthofdaintysensesorabraineasilyheated,theinterestofthisseriesofexperimentsgrowsuponhimoutofallproportiontothepleasurehereceives。Itisnotbeautythatheloves,norpleasurethatheseeks,thoughhemaythinkso;hisdesignandhissufficientrewardistoverifyhisownexistenceandtastethevarietyofhumanfate。Tohim,beforetherazor-edgeofcuriosityisdulled,allthatisnotactuallivingandthehotchaseofexperiencewearsafaceofadisgustingdrynessdifficulttorecallinlaterdays;oriftherebeanyexception-andheredestinystepsin-itisinthosemomentswhen,weariedorsurfeitedoftheprimaryactivityofthesenses,hecallsupbeforememorytheimageoftransactedpainsandpleasures。Thusitisthatsuchanoneshiesfromallcut-and-dryprofessions,andinclinesinsensiblytowardthatcareerofartwhichconsistsonlyinthetastingandrecordingofexperience。 This,whichisnotsomuchavocationforartasanimpatienceofallotherhonesttrades,frequentlyexistsalone;andsoexisting,itwillpassgentlyawayinthecourseofyears。Emphatically,itisnottoberegarded;itisnotavocation,butatemptation;andwhenyourfathertheotherdaysofiercelyand(inmyview)soproperlydiscouragedyourambition,hewasrecallingnotimprobablysomesimilarpassageinhisownexperience。Forthetemptationisperhapsnearlyascommonasthevocationisrare。Butagainwehavevocationswhichareimperfect;wehavemenwhosemindsareboundup,notsomuchinanyart,asinthegeneralARSARTIUMandcommonbaseofallcreativework;whowillnowdipintopainting,andnowstudycounterpoint,andanonwillbeinditingasonnet: allthesewithequalinterest,alloftenwithgenuineknowledge。 Andofthistemper,whenitstandsalone,Ifinditdifficulttospeak;butIshouldcounselsuchanonetotaketoletters,forinliterature(whichdragswithsowideanet)allhisinformationmaybefoundsomedayuseful,andifheshouldgoonashehasbegun,andturnatlastintothecritic,hewillhavelearnedtousethenecessarytools。Lastlywecometothosevocationswhichareatoncedecisiveandprecise;tothemenwhoarebornwiththeloveofpigments,thepassionofdrawing,thegiftofmusic,ortheimpulsetocreatewithwords,justasotherandperhapsthesamemenarebornwiththeloveofhunting,orthesea,orhorses,ortheturning-lathe。Thesearepredestined;ifamanlovethelabourofanytrade,apartfromanyquestionofsuccessorfame,thegodshavecalledhim。Hemayhavethegeneralvocationtoo:hemayhaveatasteforallthearts,andIthinkheoftenhas;butthemarkofhiscallingisthislaboriouspartialityforone,thisinextinguishablezestinitstechnicalsuccesses,and(perhapsaboveall)acertaincandourofmindtotakehisverytriflingenterprisewithagravitythatwouldbefitthecaresofempire,andtothinkthesmallestimprovementworthaccomplishingatanyexpenseoftimeandindustry。Thebook,thestatue,thesonata,mustbegoneuponwiththeunreasoninggoodfaithandtheunflaggingspiritofchildrenattheirplay。ISITWORTHDOING?- whenitshallhaveoccurredtoanyartisttoaskhimselfthatquestion,itisimplicitlyansweredinthenegative。Itdoesnotoccurtothechildasheplaysatbeingapirateonthedining-roomsofa,nortothehunterashepursueshisquarry;andthecandouroftheoneandtheardouroftheothershouldbeunitedinthebosomoftheartist。 Ifyourecogniseinyourselfsomesuchdecisivetaste,thereisnoroomforhesitation:followyourbent。Andobserve(lestIshouldtoomuchdiscourageyou)thatthedispositiondoesnotusuallyburnsobrightlyatthefirst,orrathernotsoconstantly。Habitandpracticesharpengifts;thenecessityoftoilgrowslessdisgusting,growsevenwelcome,inthecourseofyears;asmalltaste(ifitbeonlygenuine)waxeswithindulgenceintoanexclusivepassion。Enough,justnow,ifyoucanlookbackoverafairinterval,andseethatyourchosenarthasalittlemorethanhelditsownamongthethronginginterestsofyouth。Timewilldotherest,ifdevotionhelpit;andsoonyoureverythoughtwillbeengrossedinthatbelovedoccupation。 Butevenwithdevotion,youmayremindme,evenwithunfalteringanddelightedindustry,manythousandartistsspendtheirlives,iftheresultberegarded,utterlyinvain:athousandartists,andneveroneworkofart。Butthevastmassofmankindareincapableofdoinganythingreasonablywell,artamongtherest。Theworthlessartistwouldnotimprobablyhavebeenaquiteincompetentbaker。Andtheartist,evenifhedoesnotamusethepublic,amuseshimself;sothattherewillalwaysbeonemanthehappierforhisvigils。Thisisthepracticalsideofart:itsinexpugnablefortressforthetruepractitioner。Thedirectreturns-thewagesofthetradearesmall,buttheindirect-thewagesofthelife-areincalculablygreat。Nootherbusinessoffersamanhisdailybreaduponsuchjoyfulterms。Thesoldierandtheexplorerhavemomentsofaworthierexcitement,buttheyarepurchasedbycruelhardshipsandperiodsoftediumthatbeggarlanguage。Inthelifeoftheartistthereneedbenohourwithoutitspleasure。Itaketheauthor,withwhosecareerIambestacquainted;anditistrueheworksinarebelliousmaterial,andthattheactofwritingiscrampedandtryingbothtotheeyesandthetemper;butremarkhiminhisstudy,whenmattercrowdsuponhimandwordsarenotwanting-inwhatacontinualseriesofsmallsuccessestimeflowsby;withwhatasenseofpowerasofonemovingmountains,hemarshalshispettycharacters;withwhatpleasures,bothoftheearandeye,heseeshisairystructuregrowingonthepage;andhowhelaboursinacrafttowhichthewholematerialofhislifeistributary,andwhichopensadoortoallhistastes,hisloves,hishatreds,andhisconvictions,sothatwhathewritesisonlywhathelongedtoutter。Hemayhaveenjoyedmanythingsinthisbig,tragicplaygroundoftheworld;