第 19 节
作者:套牢      更新:2021-02-21 16:40      字数:9322
  red kiss of peace for scoundrel and hero alike; with its all…embracing Brotherhood; and universal Sacrament of Divorce; will have to take itself away again!〃
  The Ancient Germans; it appears; had no scruple about public executions; on the contrary; they thought the just gods themselves might fitly preside over these; that these were a solemn and highest act of worship; if justly done。  When a German man had done a crime deserving death; they; in solemn general assembly of the tribe; doomed him; and considered that Fate and all Nature had from the beginning doomed him; to die with ignominy。  Certain crimes there were of a supreme nature; him that had perpetrated one of these; they believed to have declared himself a prince of scoundrels。  Him once convicted they laid hold of; nothing doubting; bore him; after judgment; to the deepest convenient Peat…bog; plunged him in there; drove an oaken frame down over him; solemnly in the name of gods and men: 〃There; prince of scoundrels; that is what we have had to think of thee; on clear acquaintance; our grim good…night to thee is that!  In the name of all the gods lie there; and be our partnership with thee dissolved henceforth。  It will be better for us; we imagine!〃
  My friends; after all this beautiful whitewash and humanity and prison…discipline; and such blubbering and whimpering; and soft Litany to divine and also to quite other sorts of Pity; as we have had for a century now;give me leave to admonish you that that of the Ancient Germans too was a thing inexpressibly necessary to keep in mind。  If that is not kept in mind; the universal Litany to Pity is a mere universal nuisance; and torpid blasphemy against the gods。  I do not much respect it; that purblind blubbering and litanying; as it is seen at present; and the litanying over scoundrels I go the length of disrespecting; and in some cases even of detesting。  Yes; my friends; scoundrel is scoundrel:  that remains forever a fact; and there exists not in the earth whitewash that can make the scoundrel a friend of this Universe; he remains an enemy if you spent your life in whitewashing him。  He won't whitewash; this one won't。  The one method clearly is; That; after fair trial; you dissolve partnership with him; send him; in the name of Heaven; whither _he_ is striving all this while and have done with him。  And; in a time like this; I would advise you; see likewise that you be speedy about it!  For there is immense work; and of a far hopefuler sort; to be done _elsewhere_。
  Alas; alas; to see once the 〃prince of scoundrels;〃 the Supreme Scoundrel; him whom of all men the gods liked worst; solemnly laid hold of; and hung upon the gallows in sight of the people; what a lesson to all the people! Sermons might be preached; the Son of Thunder and the Mouth of Gold might turn their periods now with some hope; for here; in the most impressive way; is a divine sermon acted。  Didactic as no spoken sermon could be。 Didactic; devotional too;in awed solemnity; a recognition that Eternal Justice rules the world; that at the call of this; human pity shall fall silent; and man be stern as his Master and Mandatory is!Understand too that except upon a basis of even such rigor; sorrowful; silent; inexorable as that of Destiny and Doom; there is no true pity possible。  The pity that proves so possible and plentiful without that basis; is mere _ignavia_ and cowardly effeminacy; maudlin laxity of heart; grounded on blinkard dimness of headcontemptible as a drunkard's tears。
  To see our Supreme Scoundrel hung upon the gallows; alas; that is far from us just now!  There is a worst man in England; too;curious to think of;whom it would be inexpressibly advantageous to lay hold of; and hang; the first of all。  But we do not know him with the least certainty; the least approach even to a guess;such buzzards and dullards and poor children of the Dusk are we; in spite of our Statistics; Unshackled Presses; and Torches of Knowledge;not eagles soaring sunward; not brothers of the lightnings and the radiances we; a dim horn…eyed; owl…population; intent mainly on the catching of mice!  Alas; the supreme scoundrel; alike with the supreme hero; is very far from being known。  Nor have we the smallest apparatus for dealing with either of them; if he were known。  Our supreme scoundrel sits; I conjecture; well…cushioned; in high places; at this time; rolls softly through the world; and lives a prosperous gentleman; instead of sinking him in peat…bogs; we mount the brazen image of him on high columns:  such is the world's temporary judgment about its supreme scoundrels; a mad world; my masters。  To get the supreme scoundrel always accurately the first hanged; this; which presupposes that the supreme hero were always the first promoted; this were precisely the millennium itself; clear evidence that the millennium had come:  alas; we must forbear hope of this。  Much water will run by before we see this。
  And yet to quit all aim towards it; to go blindly floundering along; wrapt up in clouds of horsehair; bombazine; and sheepskin officiality; oblivious that there exists such an aim; this is indeed fatal。  In every human law there must either exist such an aim; or else the law is not a human but a diabolic one。  Diabolic; I say:  no quantity of bombazine; or lawyers' wigs; three…readings; and solemn trumpeting and bow…wowing in high places or in low; can hide from me its frightful infernal tendency;bound; and sinking at all moments gradually to Gehenna; this 〃law;〃 and dragging down much with it!  〃To decree _injustice_ by a _law_:〃  inspired Prophets have long since seen; what every clear soul may still see; that of all Anarchies and Devil…worships there is none like this; that this is the  〃Throne of Iniquity〃 set up in the name of the Highest; the human Apotheosis of Anarchy itself。  〃_Quiet_ Anarchy;〃 you exultingly say?  Yes; quiet Anarchy; which the longer it sits 〃quiet〃 will have the frightfuler account to settle at last。  For every doit of the account; as I often say; will have to be settled one day; as sure as God lives。  Principal; and compound interest rigorously computed; and the interest is at a terrible rate per cent in these cases!  Alas; the aspect of certain beatified Anarchies; sitting 〃quiet;〃 and of others in a state of infernal explosion for sixty years back:  this; the one view our Europe offers at present; makes these days very sad。
  My unfortunate philanthropic friends; it is this long…continued oblivion of the soul of law that has reduced the Criminal Question to such a pass among us。  Many other things have come; and are coming; for the same sad reason; to a pass!  Not the supreme scoundrel have our laws aimed at; but; in an uncertain fitful manner; at the inferior or lowest scoundrel; who robs shop…tills and puts the skin of mankind in danger。  How can Parliament get through the Criminal Question?  Parliament; oblivious of Heavenly Law; will find itself in hopeless _reductio ad absurdum_ in regard to innumerable other questions;in regard to all questions whatsoever by and by。  There will be no existence possible for Parliament on these current terms。 Parliament; in its law…makings; must really try to attain some vision again of what Heaven's Laws are。  A thing not easy to do; a thing requiring sad sincerity of heart; reverence; pious earnestness; valiant manful wisdom;qualities not overabundant in Parliament just now; nor out of it; I fear。
  Adieu; my friends。  My anger against you is gone; my sad reflections on you; and on the depths to which you and I and all of us are sunk in these strange times; are not to be uttered at present。  You would have saved the Sarawak Pirates; then?  The Almighty Maker is wroth that the Sarawak cut…throats; with their poisoned spears; are away?  What must his wrath be that the thirty thousand Needlewomen are still here; and the question of 〃prevenient grace〃 not yet settled!  O my friends; in sad earnest; sad and deadly earnest; there much needs that God would mend all this; and that we should help him to mend it!And don't you think; for one thing; 〃Farmer Hodge's horses〃 in the Sugar Islands are pretty well 〃emancipated〃 now?  My clear opinion farther is; we had better quit the Scoundrel…province of Reform; better close that under hatches; in some rapid summary manner; and go elsewhither with our Reform efforts。  A whole world; for want of Reform; is drowning and sinking; threatening to swamp itself into a Stygian quagmire; uninhabitable by any noble…minded man。  Let us to the well…heads; I say; to the chief fountains of these waters of bitterness; and there strike home and dig!  To puddle in the embouchures and drowned outskirts; and ulterior and ultimate issues and cloacas of the affair:  what profit can there be in that?  Nothing to be saved there; nothing to be fished up there; except; with endless peril and spread of pestilence; a miscellany of broken waifs and dead dogs!  In the name of Heaven; quit that!
  'April 1; 1850。' No。 III。  DOWNING STREET。
  From all corners of the wide British Dominion there rises one complaint against the ineffectuality of what are nicknamed our 〃red…tape〃 establishments; our Government Offices; Colonial Office; Foreign Office and the others; in Downing Street and