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tant by centuries or only by days); does he sit;and live; you would say; rather in any other age than in his own! It is our painful duty to announce; or repeat; that; looking into this man; we discern a deep; silent; slow…burning; inextinguishable Radicalism; such as fills us with shuddering admiration。
Thus; for example; he appears to make little even of the Elective Franchise; at least so we interpret the following: 〃Satisfy yourselves;〃 he says; 〃by universal; indubitable experiment; even as ye are now doing or will do; whether FREEDOM; heaven…born and leading heavenward; and so vitally essential for us all; cannot peradventure be mechanically hatched and brought to light in that same Ballot…Box of yours; or at worst; in some other discoverable or devisable Box; Edifice; or Steam…mechanism。 It were a mighty convenience; and beyond all feats of manufacture witnessed hitherto。〃 Is Teufelsdrockh acquainted with the British constitution; even slightly?He says; under another figure: 〃But after all; were the problem; as indeed it now everywhere is; To rebuild your old House from the top downwards (since you must live in it the while); what better; what other; than the Representative Machine will serve your turn? Meanwhile; however; mock me not with the name of Free; 'when you have but knit up my chains into ornamental festoons。'〃Or what will any member of the Peace Society make of such an assertion as this: 〃The lower people everywhere desire War。 Not so unwisely; there is then a demand for lower peopleto be shot!〃
Gladly; therefore; do we emerge from those soul…confusing labyrinths of speculative Radicalism; into somewhat clearer regions。 Here; looking round; as was our hest; for 〃organic filaments;〃 we ask; may not this; touching 〃Hero…worship;〃 be of the number? It seems of a cheerful character; yet so quaint; so mystical; one knows not what; or how little; may lie under it。 Our readers shall look with their own eyes:
〃True is it that; in these days; man can do almost all things; only not obey。 True likewise that whoso cannot obey cannot be free; still less bear rule; he that is the inferior of nothing; can be the superior of nothing; the equal of nothing。 Nevertheless; believe not that man has lost his faculty of Reverence; that if it slumber in him; it has gone dead。 Painful for man is that same rebellious Independence; when it has become inevitable; only in loving companionship with his fellows does he feel safe; only in reverently bowing down before the Higher does he feel himself exalted。
〃Or what if the character of our so troublous Era lay even in this: that man had forever cast away Fear; which is the lower; but not yet risen into perennial Reverence; which is the higher and highest?
〃Meanwhile; observe with joy; so cunningly has Nature ordered it; that whatsoever man ought to obey; he cannot but obey。 Before no faintest revelation of the Godlike did he ever stand irreverent; least of all; when the Godlike showed itself revealed in his fellow…man。 Thus is there a true religious Loyalty forever rooted in his heart; nay in all ages; even in ours; it manifests itself as a more or less orthodox _Hero…worship_。 In which fact; that Hero…worship exists; has existed; and will forever exist; universally among Mankind; mayest thou discern the corner…stone of living rock; whereon all Polities for the remotest time may stand secure。〃
Do our readers discern any such corner…stone; or even so much as what Teufelsdrockh; is looking at? He exclaims; 〃Or hast thou forgotten Paris and Voltaire? How the aged; withered man; though but a Sceptic; Mocker; and millinery Court…poet; yet because even he seemed the Wisest; Best; could drag mankind at his chariot…wheels; so that princes coveted a smile from him; and the loveliest of France would have laid their hair beneath his feet! All Paris was one vast Temple of Hero…worship; though their Divinity; moreover; was of feature too apish。
〃But if such things;〃 continues he; 〃were done in the dry tree; what will be done in the green? If; in the most parched season of Man's History; in the most parched spot of Europe; when Parisian life was at best but a scientific _Hortus Siccus_; bedizened with some Italian Gumflowers; such virtue could come out of it; what is to be looked for when Life again waves leafy and bloomy; and your Hero…Divinity shall have nothing apelike; but be wholly human? Know that there is in man a quite indestructible Reverence for whatsoever holds of Heaven; or even plausibly counterfeits such holding。 Show the dullest clodpoll; show the haughtiest featherhead; that a soul higher than himself is actually here; were his knees stiffened into brass; he must down and worship。〃
Organic filaments; of a more authentic sort; mysteriously spinning themselves; some will perhaps discover in the following passage:
〃There is no Church; sayest thou? The voice of Prophecy has gone dumb? This is even what I dispute: but in any case; hast thou not still Preaching enough? A Preaching Friar settles himself in every village; and builds a pulpit; which he calls Newspaper。 Therefrom he preaches what most momentous doctrine is in him; for man's salvation; and dost not thou listen; and believe? Look well; thou seest everywhere a new Clergy of the Mendicant Orders; some barefooted; some almost bare…backed; fashion itself into shape; and teach and preach; zealously enough; for copper alms and the love of God。 These break in pieces the ancient idols; and; though themselves too often reprobate; as idol…breakers are wont to be; mark out the sites of new Churches; where the true God…ordained; that are to follow; may find audience; and minister。 Said I not; Before the old skin was shed; the new had formed itself beneath it?〃
Perhaps also in the following; wherewith we now hasten to knit up this ravelled sleeve:
〃But there is no Religion?〃 reiterates the Professor。 〃Fool! I tell thee; there is。 Hast thou well considered all that lies in this immeasurable froth…ocean we name LITERATURE? Fragments of a genuine Church…_Homiletic_ lie scattered there; which Time will assort: nay fractions even of a _Liturgy_ could I point out。 And knowest thou no Prophet; even in the vesture; environment; and dialect of this age? None to whom the Godlike had revealed itself; through all meanest and highest forms of the Common; and by him been again prophetically revealed: in whose inspired melody; even in these rag…gathering and rag…burning days; Man's Life again begins; were it but afar off; to be divine? Knowest thou none such? I know him; and name himGoethe。
〃But thou as yet standest in no Temple; joinest in no Psalm…worship; feelest well that; where there is no ministering Priest; the people perish? Be of comfort! Thou art not alone; if thou have Faith。 Spake we not of a Communion of Saints; unseen; yet not unreal; accompanying and brother…like embracing thee; so thou be worthy? Their heroic Sufferings rise up melodiously together to Heaven; out of all lands; and out of all times; as a sacred _Miserere_; their heroic Actions also; as a boundless everlasting Psalm of Triumph。 Neither say that thou hast now no Symbol of the Godlike。 Is not God's Universe a Symbol of the Godlike; is not Immensity a Temple; is not Man's History; and Men's History; a perpetual Evangel? Listen; and for organ…music thou wilt ever; as of old; hear the Morning Stars sing together。〃
CHAPTER VIII。 NATURAL SUPERNATURALISM。
It is in his stupendous Section; headed _Natural Supernaturalism_; that the Professor first becomes a Seer; and; after long effort; such as we have witnessed; finally subdues under his feet this refractory Clothes…Philosophy; and takes victorious possession thereof。 Phantasms enough he has had to struggle with; 〃Cloth…webs and Cob…webs;〃 of Imperial Mantles; Superannuated Symbols; and what not: yet still did he courageously pierce through。 Nay; worst of all; two quite mysterious; world…embracing Phantasms; TIME and SPACE; have ever hovered round him; perplexing and bewildering: but with these also he now resolutely grapples; these also he victoriously rends asunder。 In a word; he has looked fixedly on Existence; till; one after the other; its earthly hulls and garnitures have all melted away; and now; to his rapt vision; the interior celestial Holy…of…Holies lies disclosed。
Here; therefore; properly it is that the Philosophy of Clothes attains to Transcendentalism; this last leap; can we but clear it; takes us safe into the promised land; where _Palingenesia_; in all senses; may be considered as beginning。 〃Courage; then!〃 may our Diogenes exclaim; with better right than Diogenes the First once did。 This stupendous Section we; after long painful meditation; have found not to be unintelligible; but; on the contrary; to grow clear; nay radiant; and all…illuminating。 Let the reader; turning on it what utmost force of speculative intellect is in him; do his part; as we; by judicious selection and adjustment; shall study to do ours:
〃Deep has been; and is; the significance of Miracles;〃 thus quietly begins the Professor; 〃far deeper perhaps than we imagine。 Meanwhile; the question of questions were: What specially is a Miracle? To that Dutch King of