第4章

类别:其他 作者:Silas Weir Mitchell字数:8026更新时间:18/12/17 16:38:13
Scarcelyever,tillthatlateepoch,didanyworshipperofNaturebecomeentirelyawarethathewasworshipping,muchtohisowncredit;andthinkofsayingtohimself:Come,letusmakeadescription!Intolerableenough:wheneverypunywhipsterplucksouthispencil,andinsistsonpaintingyouascene;sothattheinstantyoudiscernsuchathingas\'wavyoutline,\'\'mirrorofthelake,\' \'sternheadland,\'orthelike,inanyBook,youtremulouslyhastenon;andscarcelytheAuthorofWaverleyhimselfcantemptyounottoskip。 Nay,isnotthediseasedself—consciousstateofLiteraturedisclosedinthisonefact,whichliessonearushere,theprevalenceofReviewing!Sterne\'swishforareader\'thatwouldgive—upthereinsofhisimaginationintohisauthor\'shands,andbepleasedheknewnotwhy,andcarednotwherefore,\'mightleadhimalongjourneynow。Indeed,forourbestclassofreaders,thechiefpleasure,averystintedone,isthissameknowingoftheWhy;whichmanyaKamesandBossuhasbeen,ineffectuallyenough,endeavouringtoteachus: tillatlastthesealsohavelaiddowntheirtrade;andnowyourReviewerisameretaster;whotastes,andsays,bytheevidenceofsuchpalate,suchtongue,ashehasgot,Itisgood,Itisbad。WasitthusthattheFrenchcarriedoutcertaininferiorcreaturesontheirAlgerineExpedition,totastethewellsforthem,andtrywhethertheywerepoisoned?Farbeitfromustodisparageourowncraft,wherebywehaveourliving!Onlywemustnotethesethings: thatReviewingspreadswithstrangevigour;thatsuchamanasByronreckonstheReviewerandthePoetequal;thatatthelastLeipzigFair,therewasadvertisedaReviewofReviews。ByandbyitwillbefoundthatallLiteraturehasbecomeoneboundlessself—devouringReview;and,asinLondonrouts,wehavetodonothing,butonlytoseeothersdonothing。—ThusdoesLiteraturealso,likeasickthing,superabundantly\'listentoitself。\' Nolessisthisunhealthysymptommanifest,ifwecastaglanceonourPhilosophy,onthecharacterofourspeculativeThinking。Nay,already,asabovehinted,themereexistenceandnecessityofaPhilosophyisanevil。Manissenthithernottoquestion,buttowork:\'theendofman,\'itwaslongagowritten,\'isanAction,notaThought。\'Intheperfectstate,allThoughtwerebutthepictureandinspiringsymbolofAction;Philosophy,exceptasPoetryandReligion,wouldhavenobeing。Andyethow,inthisimperfectstate,canitbeavoided,canitbedispensedwith?ManstandsasinthecentreofNature; hisfractionofTimeencircledbyEternity,hishandbreadthofSpaceencircledbyInfinitude:howshallheforbearaskinghimself,WhatamI;andWhence; andWhither?Howtoo,exceptinslightpartialhints,inkindasseverationsandassurances,suchasamotherquietsherfretfullyinquisitivechildwith,shallhegetanswertosuchinquiries? ThediseaseofMetaphysics,accordingly,isaperennialone。Inallages,thosequestionsofDeathandImmortality,OriginofEvil,FreedomandNecessity,must,undernewforms,anewmaketheirappearance;ever,fromtimetotime,musttheattempttoshapeforourselvessomeTheoremoftheUniverseberepeated。Andeverunsuccessfully:forwhatTheoremoftheInfinitecantheFiniterendercomplete?We,thewholespeciesofMankind,andourwholeexistenceandhistory,arebutafloatingspeckintheillimitableoceanoftheAll;yetinthatocean;indissolubleportionthereof;partakingofitsinfinitetendencies:bornethiswayandthatbyitsdeep—swellingtides,andgrandoceancurrents;—ofwhichwhatfaintestchanceistherethatweshouldeverexhaustthesignificance,ascertainthegoingsandcomings?AregionofDoubt,therefore,hoversforeverinthebackground;inActionalonecanwehavecertainty。Nay,properlyDoubtistheindispensable,inexhaustiblematerialwhereonActionworks,whichActionhastofashionintoCertaintyandReality;onlyonacanvasofDarkness,suchisman\'swayofbeing,couldthemany—colouredpictureofourLifepaintitselfandshine。 ThusifoureldestsystemofMetaphysicsisasoldastheBookofGenesis,ourlatestisthatofMr。ThomasHope,publishedonlywithinthecurrentyear。 ItisachronicmaladythatofMetaphysics,aswesaid,andperpetuallyrecursonus。Attheutmost,thereisabetterandaworseinit;astageofconvalescence,andastageofrelapsewithnewsickness:theseforeversucceedeachother,asisthenatureofallLife—movementherebelow。 Thefirst,orconvalescentstage,wemightalsonamethatofDogmaticalorConstructiveMetaphysics;whenthemindconstructivelyendeavourstoschemeoutandassertforitselfanactualTheoremoftheUniverse,andtherewithforatimerestssatisfied。ThesecondorsickstagemightbecalledthatofScepticalorInquisitoryMetaphysics;whenthemindhavingwideneditssphereofvision,theexistingTheoremoftheUniversenolongeranswersthephenomena,nolongeryieldscontentment;butmustbetorninpieces,andcertaintyanewsoughtforintheendlessrealmsofdenial。AllTheologiesandsacredCosmogoniesbelong,insomemeasure,tothefirstclass;inallPyrrhonism,fromPyrrhodowntoHumeandtheinnumerabledisciplesofHume,wehaveinstancesenoughofthesecond。Intheformer,sofarasitaffordssatisfaction,atemporaryanodynetodoubt,anarenaforwholesomeaction,theremaybemuchgood;indeedinthiscase,itholdsratherofPoetrythanofMetaphysics,mightbecalledInspirationratherthanSpeculation。 ThelatterisMetaphysicsproper;apure,unmixed,thoughfromtimetotimeanecessaryevil。 Fortruly,ifwelookintoit,thereisnomorefruitlessendeavourthanthissame,whichtheMetaphysicianpropertoilsin:toeduceConvictionoutofNegation。How,bymerelytestingandrejectingwhatisnot,shallweeverattainknowledgeofwhatis?MetaphysicalSpeculation,asitbeginsinNoorNothingness,soitmustneedsendinNothingness;circulatesandmustcirculateinendlessvortices;creating,swallowing—itself。OurbeingismadeupofLightandDarkness,theLightrestingontheDarkness,andbalancingit; everywherethereisDualism,Equipoise;aperpetualContradictiondwellsinus:\'whereshallIplacemyselftoescapefrommyownshadow?\'Consideritwell,Metaphysicsistheattemptofthemindtoriseabovethemind; toenvironandshutin,oraswesay,comprehendthemind。Hopelessstruggle,forthewisest,asforthefoolishest!Whatstrengthofsinew,orathleticskill,willenablethestoutestathletetofoldhisownbodyinhisarms,and,bylifting,liftuphimself?TheIrishSaintswamtheChannel,\'carryinghisheadinhisteeth\'; butthefeathasneverbeenimitated。 ThatthisistheageofMetaphysics,intheproper,orscepticalInquisitorysense;thattherewasanecessityforitsbeingsuchanage,weregardasourindubitablemisfortune。Frommanycauses,thearenaoffreeActivityhaslongbeennarrowing,thatofscepticalInquirybecomingmoreandmoreuniversal,moreandmoreperplexing。TheThoughtconductsnottotheDeed;butinboundlesschaos,self—devouring,engendersmonstrosities,phantasms,fire—breathingchimeras。ProfitableSpeculationwerethis:Whatistobedone; andHowisittobedone?ButwithusnotsomuchastheWhatcanbegotsightof。Forsomegenerations,allPhilosophyhasbeenapainful,captious,hostilequestiontowardseverythingintheHeavenabove,andintheEarthbeneath:Whyartthouthere?Tillatlengthithascometopassthattheworthandauthenticityofallthingsseemdubitableordeniable:ourbesteffortmustbeunproductivelyspentnotinworking,butinascertainingourmereWhereabout,andsomuchaswhetherwearetoworkatall。Doubt,which,aswassaid,everhangsinthebackgroundofourworld,hasnowbecomeourmiddlegroundandforeground;whereon,forthetime,nofairLife—picturecanbepainted,butonlythedarkair—canvasitselfflowroundus,bewilderingandbenighting。 Nevertheless,doubtaswewill,manisactuallyHere;nottoaskquestions,buttodowork:inthistime,asinalltimes,itmustbetheheaviestevilforhim,ifhisfacultyofActionliedormant,andonlythatofscepticalInquiryexertitself。 Accordinglywhoeverlooksabroadupontheworld,comparingthePastwiththePresent,mayfindthatthepracticalconditionofmaninthesedaysisoneofthesaddest;burdenedwithmiserieswhichareinaconsiderabledegreepeculiar。Innotimewasman\'slifewhathecallsahappyone;innotimecanitbeso。AperpetualdreamtherehasbeenofParadises,andsomeluxuriousLubberland,wherethebrooksshouldrunwine,andthetreesbendwithready—bakedviands;butitwasadreammerely;animpossibledream。 Suffering,contradiction,error,havetheirquiteperennial,andevenindispensableabodeinthisEarth。Isnotlabourtheinheritanceofman?Andwhatlabourforthepresentisjoyous,andnotgrievous?Labour,effort,istheveryinterruptionofthatease,whichmanfoolishlyenoughfanciestobehishappiness;andyetwithoutlabourtherewerenoease,norest,somuchasconceivable。ThusEvil,whatwecallEvil,musteverexistwhilemanexists: Evil,inthewidestsensewecangiveit,ispreciselythedark,disorderedmaterialoutofwhichman\'sFreewillhastocreateanedificeoforderandGood。EvermustPainurgeustoLabour;andonlyinfreeEffortcananyblessednessbeimaginedforus。 Butifmanhas,inallages,hadenoughtoencounter,therehas,inmostcivilisedages,beenaninwardforcevouchsafedhim,wherebythepressureofthingsoutwardmightbewithstood。Obstructionabounded;butFaithalsowasnotwanting。ItisbyFaiththatmanremovesmountains:whilehehadFaith,hislimbsmightbeweariedwithtoiling,hisbackgalledwithbearing; buttheheartwithinhimwaspeaceableandresolved。Inthethickestgloomthereburntalamptoguidehim。Ifhestruggledandsuffered,hefeltthatitevenshouldbeso;knewforwhathewassufferingandstruggling。FaithgavehimaninwardWillingness;aworldofStrengthwherewithtofrontaworldofDifficulty。 Thetruewretchednesslieshere:thattheDifficultyremainandtheStrengthbelost; thatPaincannotrelieveitselfinfreeEffort;thatwehavetheLabour,andwanttheWillingness。Faithstrengthensus,enlightensus,forallendeavoursandendurances;withFaithwecandoall,anddareall,andlifeitselfhasathousandtimesbeenjoyfullygivenaway。Butthesumofman\'smiseryiseventhis,thathefeelhimselfcrushedundertheJuggernautwheels,andknowthatJuggernautisnodivinity,butadeadmechanicalidol。 NowthisisspeciallythemiserywhichhasfallenonmaninourEra。 Belief,Faithhaswell—nighvanishedfromtheworld。TheyouthonawakeninginthiswondrousUniversenolongerfindsacompetenttheoryofitswonders。 Timewas,whenifheaskedhimself,Whatisman,Whatarethedutiesofman?theanswerstoodreadywrittenforhim。Butnowtheancient\'ground—planoftheAll\'beliesitselfwhenbroughtintocontactwithreality;MotherChurchhas,tothemost,becomeasuperannuatedStep—mother,whoselessonsgodisregarded;orarespurnedat,andscornfullygainsaid。ForyoungValourandthirstofActionnoidealChivalryinvitestoheroism,prescribeswhatisheroic: theoldidealofManhoodhasgrownobsolete,andthenewisstillinvisibletous,andwegropeafteritindarkness,oneclutchingthisphantom,anotherthat; Werterism,Byronism,evenBrummelism,eachhasitsday。ForContemplationandloveofWisdom,noCloisternowopensitsreligiousshades;theThinkermust,inallsenses,wanderhomeless,toooftenaimless,lookinguptoaHeavenwhichisdeadforhim,roundtoanEarthwhichisdeaf。Action,inthoseolddays,waseasy,wasvoluntary,forthedivineworthofhumanthingslayacknowledged;Speculationwaswholesome,foritrangeditselfasthehandmaidofAction;whatcouldnotsorangeitselfdiedoutbyitsnaturaldeath,byneglect。Loyaltystillhallowedobedience,andmaderulenoble; therewasstillsomethingtobeloyalto:theGodlikestoodembodiedundermanyasymbolinmen\'sinterestsandbusiness;theFiniteshadowedforththeInfinite;EternitylookedthroughTime。TheLifeofmanwasencompassedandovercanopiedbyagloryofHeaven,evenashisdwelling—placebytheazurevault。 Howchangedinthesenewdays!Trulymayitbesaid,theDivinityhaswithdrawnfromtheEarth;orveilshimselfinthatwide—wastingWhirlwindofadepartingEra,whereinthefewestcandiscernhisgoings。NotGodhead,butaniron,ignoblecircleofNecessityembracesallthings;bindstheyouthofthesetimesintoasluggishthrall,orelseexasperateshimintoarebel。HeroicActionisparalysed;forwhatworthnowremainsunquestionablewithhim? AyethefervidperiodwhenhiswholenaturecriesaloudforAction,thereisnothingsacredunderwhosebannerhecanact;thecourseandkindandconditionsoffreeActionareallbutundiscoverable。Doubtstorms—inonhimthrougheveryavenue;inquiriesofthedeepest,painfulestsortmustbeengagedwith;andtheinvincibleenergyofyoungyearswasteitselfinsceptical,suicidalcavillings;inpassionate\'questioningsofDestiny,\' wheretonoanswerwillbereturned。 Formen,inwhomtheoldperennialprincipleofHunger(beitHungerofthepoorDay—drudgewhostillsitwitheighteenpencea—day,oroftheambitiousPlacehunterwhocannowisestillitwithsolittle)sufficestofill—upexistence,thecaseisbad;butnottheworst。Thesemenhaveanaim,suchasitis;andcansteertowardsit,withchagrinenoughtruly;yet,astheirhandsarekeptfull,withoutdesperation。Unhappieraretheytowhomahigherinstincthasbeengiven;whostruggletobepersons,notmachines;towhomtheUniverseisnotawarehouse,oratbestafancy—bazaar,butamystictempleandhallofdoom。Forsuchmentherelieproperlytwocoursesopen。Thelower,yetstillanestimableclass,takeupwithworn—outSymbolsoftheGodlike;keeptrimmingandtruckingbetweentheseandHypocrisy,purblindlyenough,miserablyenough。AnumerousintermediateclassendinDenial;andformatheorythatthereisnotheory;thatnothingiscertainintheworld,exceptthisfactofPleasurebeingpleasant;sotheytrytorealisewhattriflingmodicumofPleasuretheycancomeat,andtolivecontentedtherewith,winkinghard。Ofthosewespeaknothere;butonlyofthesecondnoblerclass,whoalsohavedaredtosayNo,andcannotyetsayYea;butfeelthatintheNotheydwellasinaGolgotha,wherelifeentersnot,wherepeaceisnotappointedthem。 Hard,formostpart,isthefateofsuchmen;theharderthenoblertheyare。Indimforecastings,wrestleswithinthemthe\'DivineIdeaoftheWorld,\' yetwillnowherevisiblyrevealitself。TheyhavetorealiseaWorshipforthemselves,orliveunworshipping。TheGod—likehasvanishedfromtheworld;andthey,bythestrongcryoftheirsoul\'sagony,liketruewonder—workers,mustagainevokeitspresence。Thismiracleistheirappointedtask;whichtheymustaccomplish,ordiewretchedly:thismiraclehasbeenaccomplishedbysuch; butnotinourland;ourlandyetknowsnotofit。BeholdaByron,inmelodioustones,\'cursinghisday\':hemistakesearthbornpassionatedesireforheaven—inspiredFreewill;withoutheavenlyloadstar,rushesmadlyintothedanceofmeteoriclightsthathoveronthemadMahlstrom;andgoesdownamongitseddies。HearaShelleyfillingtheearthwithinarticulatewail;liketheinfinite,inarticulategriefandweepingofforsakeninfants。AnobleFriedrichSchlegel,stupefiedinthatfearfulloneliness,asofasilencedbattlefield,fliesbacktoCatholicism;asachildmighttoitsslainmother\'sbosom,andclingthere。Inlowerregions,howmanyapoorHazlittmustwanderonGod\'sverdantearth,liketheUnblestonburningdeserts;passionatelydigwells,anddrawuponlythedryquicksand;believethatheisseekingTruth,yetonlywrestleamongendlessSophisms,doingdesperatebattleaswithspectre—hosts;anddieandmakenosign! TothebetterorderofsuchmindsanymadjoyofDenialhaslongsinceceased:theproblemisnotnowtodeny,buttoascertainandperform。 OnceindestroyingtheFalse,therewasacertaininspiration;butnowthegeniusofDestructionhasdoneitswork,thereisnownothingmoretodestroy。 ThedoomoftheOldhaslongbeenpronounced,andirrevocable;theOldhaspassedaway:but,alas,theNewappearsnotinitsstead;theTimeisstillinpangsoftravailwiththeNew。Manhaswalkedbythelightofconflagrations,andamidthesoundoffallingcities;andnowthereisdarkness,andlongwatchingtillitbemorning。Thevoiceevenofthefaithfulcanbutexclaim:\'AsyetstrugglesthetwelfthhouroftheNight:birdsofdarknessareonthewing,spectresuproar,thedeadwalk,thelivingdream。—Thou,EternalProvidence,wiltcausethedaytodawn!\' Suchbeingthecondition,temporalandspiritual,oftheworldatourEpoch,canwewonderthattheworld\'listenstoitself,\'andstrugglesandwrithes,everywhereexternallyandinternally,likeathinginpain?Nay,isnoteventhisunhealthyactionoftheworld\'sOrganisation,ifthesymptomofuniversaldisease,yetalsothesymptomandsolemeansofrestorationandcure? TheeffortofNature,exertinghermedicativeforcetocast—outforeignimpediments,andoncemorebecomeOne,becomewhole?InPractice,stillmoreinOpinion,whichistheprecursorandprototypeofPractice,theremustneedsbecollision,convulsion;muchhastobegroundaway。ThoughtmustneedsbeDoubtandInquiry,beforeitcanagainbeAffirmationandSacredPrecept。Innumerable\'PhilosophiesofMan,\'contendinginboundlesshubbub,mustannihilateeachother,beforeaninspiredPoesyandFaithforMancanfashionitselftogether。 PartIII Fromthisstunninghubbub,atrueBabel—likeconfusionoftongues,wehavehereselectedtwoVoices;lessasobjectsofpraiseorcondemnation,thanassignshowfartheconfusionhasreached,whatprospectthereisofitsabating。 FriedrichSchlegel\'sLecturesdeliveredatDresden,andMr。Hope\'sEssaypublishedinLondon,arethelatestutterancesofEuropeanSpeculation: farasunderinexternalplace,theystandatastillwiderdistanceininwardpurport;are,indeed,sooppositeandyetsocognatethattheymay,inmanysenses,representthetwoExtremesofourwholemodernsystemofThought; andbesaidtoincludebetweenthemalltheMetaphysicalPhilosophies,sooftenalludedtohere,which,oflatetimes,fromFrance,Germany,England,haveagitatedandalmostoverwhelmedus。Bothinregardtomatterandtoform,therelationofthesetwoWorksissignificantenough。