第 46 节
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as on the Plain of Shinar long ago; where a certain Tower; likewise of a very philanthropic nature; indeed one of the desirablest towers I ever heard of; was to be built;but couldn't! My friends; I do not laugh; truly I am more inclined to weep。
Get; by six hundred and fifty…eight votes; or by no vote at all; by the silent intimation of your own eyesight and understanding given you direct out of Heaven; and more sacred to you than anything earthly; and than all things earthly;a correct image of the fact in question; as God and Nature have made it: that is the one thing needful; with that it shall be well with you in whatsoever you have to do with said fact。 Get; by the sublimest constitutional methods; belauded by all the world; an incorrect image of the fact: so shall it be other than well with you; so shall you have laud from able editors and vociferous masses of mistaken human creatures; and from the Nature's Fact; continuing quite silently the same as it was; contradiction; and that only。 What else? Will Nature change; or sulphuric acid become sweet milk; for the noise of vociferous blockheads? Surely not。 Nature; I assure you; has not the smallest intention of doing so。
On the contrary; Nature keeps silently a most exact Savings…bank; and official register correct to the most evanescent item; Debtor and Creditor; in respect to one and all of us; silently marks down; Creditor by such and such an unseen act of veracity and heroism; Debtor to such a loud blustery blunder; twenty…seven million strong or one unit strong; and to all acts and words and thoughts executed in consequence of that;Debtor; Debtor; Debtor; day after day; rigorously as Fate (for this is Fate that is writing); and at the end of the account you will have it all to pay; my friend; there is the rub! Not the infinitesimalest fraction of a farthing but will be found marked there; for you and against you; and with the due rate of interest you will have to pay it; neatly; completely; as sure as you are alive。 You will have to pay it even in money if you live:and; poor slave; do you think there is no payment but in money? There is a payment which Nature rigorously exacts of men; and also of Nations; and this I think when her wrath is sternest; in the shape of dooming you to possess money。 To possess it; to have your bloated vanities fostered into monstrosity by it; your foul passions blown into explosion by it; your heart and perhaps your very stomach ruined with intoxication by it; your poor life and all its manful activities stunned into frenzy and comatose sleep by it;in one word; as the old Prophets said; your soul forever lost by it。 Your soul; so that; through the Eternities; you shall have no soul; or manful trace of ever having had a
soul; but only; for certain fleeting moments; shall have had a money…bag; and have given soul and heart and (frightfuler still) stomach itself in fatal exchange for the same。 You wretched mortal; stumbling about in a God's Temple; and thinking it a brutal Cookery…shop! Nature; when her scorn of a slave is divinest; and blazes like the blinding lightning against his slavehood; often enough flings him a bag of money; silently saying: 〃That! Away; thy doom is that!〃
For no man; and for no body or biggest multitude of men; has Nature favor; if they part company with her facts and her。 Excellent stump…orator; eloquent parliamentary dead…dog; making motions; passing bills; reported in the Morning Newspapers; and reputed the 〃best speaker going〃? From the Universe of Fact he has turned himself away; he is gone into partnership with the Universe of Phantasm; finds it profitablest to deal in forged notes; while the foolish shopkeepers will accept them。 Nature for such a man; and for Nations that follow such; has her patibulary forks; and prisons of death everlasting:dost thou doubt it? Unhappy mortal; Nature otherwise were herself a Chaos and no Cosmos。 Nature was not made by an Impostor; not she; I think; rife as they are!In fact; by money or otherwise; to the uttermost fraction of a calculable and incalculable value; we have; each one of us; to settle the exact balance in the above…said Savings…bank; or official register kept by Nature: Creditor by the quantity of veracities we have done; Debtor by the quantity of falsities and errors; there is not; by any conceivable device; the faintest hope of escape from that issue for one of us; nor for all of us。
This used to be a well…known fact; and daily still; in certain edifices; steeple…houses; joss…houses; temples sacred or other; everywhere spread over the world; we hear some dim mumblement of an assertion that such is still; what it was always and will forever be; the fact: but meseems it has terribly fallen out of memory nevertheless; and; from Dan to Beersheba; one in vain looks out for a man that really in his heart believes it。 In his heart he believes; as we perceive; that scrip will yield dividends: but that Heaven too has an office of account; and unerringly marks down; against us or for us; whatsoever thing we do or say or think; and treasures up the same in regard to every creature;this I do not so well perceive that he believes。 Poor blockhead; no: he reckons that all payment is in money; or approximately representable by money; finds money go a strange course; disbelieves the parson and his Day of Judgment; discerns not that there is any judgment except in the small or big debt court; and lives (for the present) on that strange footing in this Universe。 The unhappy mortal; what is the use of his 〃civilizations〃 and his 〃useful knowledges;〃 if he have forgotten that beginning of human knowledge; the earliest perception of the awakened human soul in this world; the first dictate of Heaven's inspiration to all men? I cannot account him a man any more; but only a kind of human beaver; who has acquired the art of ciphering。 He lives without rushing hourly towards suicide; because his soul; with all its noble aspirations and imaginations; is sunk at the bottom of his stomach; and lies torpid there; unaspiring; unimagining; unconsidering; as if it were the vital principle of a mere _four_…footed beaver。 A soul of a man; appointed for spinning cotton and making money; or; alas; for merely shooting grouse and gathering rent; to whom Eternity and Immortality; and all human Noblenesses and divine Facts that did not tell upon the stock…exchange; were meaningless fables; empty as the inarticulate wind。 He will recover out of that persuasion one day; or be ground to powder; I believe!
To such a pass; by our beaverisms and our mammonisms; by canting of 〃prevenient grace〃 everywhere; and so boarding and lodging our poor souls upon supervenient moonshine everywhere; for centuries long; by our sordid stupidities and our idle babblings; through faith in the divine Stump…orator; and Constitutional Palaver; or august Sanhedrim of Orators; have men and Nations been reduced; in this sad epoch! I cannot call them happy Nations; I must call them Nations like to perish; Nations that will either begin to recover; or else soon die。 Recovery is to be hoped;yes; since there is in Nature an Almighty Beneficence; and His voice; divinely terrible; can be heard in the world…whirlwind now; even as from of old and forevermore。 Recovery; or else destruction and annihilation; is very certain; and the crisis; too; comes rapidly on: but by Stump…Orator and Constitutional Palaver; however perfected; my hopes of _recovery_ have long vanished。 Not by them; I should imagine; but by something far the reverse of them; shall we return to truth and God!
I tell you; the ignoble intellect cannot think the _truth_; even within its own limits; and when it seriously tries! And of the ignoble intellect that does not seriously try; and has even reached the 〃ignobleness〃 of seriously trying the reverse; and of lying with its very tongue; what are we to expect? It is frightful to consider。 Sincere wise speech is but an imperfect corollary; and insignificant outer manifestation; of sincere wise thought。 He whose very tongue utters falsities; what has his heart long been doing? The thought of his heart is not its wisest; not even _its_ wisest; it is its foolishest;and even of that we have a false and foolish copy。 And it is Nature's Fact; or the Thought of the Eternal; which we want to arrive at in regard to the matter;which if we do _not_ arrive at; we shall not save the matter; we shall drive the matter into shipwreck!
The practice of modern Parliaments; with reporters sitting among them; and twenty…seven millions mostly fools listening to them; fills me with amazement。 In regard to no _thing_; or fact as God and Nature have made it; can you get so much as the real thought of any honorable head;even so far as _it_; the said honorable head; still has capacity of thought。 What the honorable gentleman's wisest thought is or would have been; had he led from birth a life of piety and earnest veracity and heroic virtue; you; and he himself poor deep…sunk creature; vainly conjecture as from immense dim distances far in the rear of what he is led to _say_。 And again; far in the rear of what his thought is;surely long infinitudes beyond all _he_ could ever think;lies the Thought of