/^-y/.^ra.%.^. Date Due R RDEG i'Si DEtr^ ]3£iMJC= > k » n F£ B 11 19S ttl-P IAft¥- . iT -n-\ y - *^- inni^ p'lnrr, ..J ■0 l/j/^ r«ri5^l '•'i It !■ i!L =m.-:: "•^^iTiflnm •'^^"■•■■i PRINTED IN U. a. A. (Of NO. 23233 a Cornell University y Library The original of tliis book is in tine Cornell University Library. There are no known copyright restrictions in the United States on the use of the text. http://www.archive.org/details/cu31 92401 3542299 THE MYSTEET OF LIFE A]^D ITS AETS. ^ THE MYSTERY OF LIFE ITS ARTS BV JOHN EH SKIN, Avrnon of "hodekn faintebs," bto. NEW TOEK: JOHN WILEY & SON, 2 CLINTON HALL, ABTOR PLACE 1869. ?Uo[^^('^^^'^^'''' The New York Printing Company, 8ij 83, and 85 Centre St., New York. THE MYSTERY OF LIFE AND ITS ARTS. When I accepted the privilege of addressing you to- day, I was not aware of a restriction with respect to tlie topics of discussion which may be brought before this Society — a restriction which, though entirely wise and right under the circumstances contemplated in its intro- duction, would necessarily have disabled me, thinking as I think, from preparing any lecture for you on the sub- ject of art in a form which might be permanently useful. Pardon me, therefore, in so far as I must transgress such limitation ; for indeed my infringement will be of the letter — ^not of the spirit — of your commands. In what- ever I may say touching the religion which has been the foundation of art, or the policy which has contributed to its power, if I offend one, I shall offend all ; for I shall take no note of any separations in creeds, or antagonisms in parties : neither do I fear that ultimately I shall offend any, by proving — or at least stating as capable of positive proof — %h& connection of all that is best in the crafts and 2 THE MTSTEEY OF LIFE arts of man, ' with the simplicity of his faith, and the sincerity of his patriotism. { But I speak to you under another disadvantage, by which I am checked in frankness of utterance, not here only, but everywhere; namely, that I am never fully aware how far my audiences are disposed to give me credit for real knowledge of my subject, or how far they grant me attention only because I have been sometimes thought an ingenious or pleasant essayist or speaker upon it. For I have had what, in many respects, I boldly call the misfortune, to set my words sometimes prettily to- gether ; not without a foolish vanity in the poor knack that I had of doing so, until I was heavily punished for this pride, by finding that many people thought of the words only, and cai-ed nothing for their meaning. Hap- pily, thei-efore, the power of using such pleasant lan- guage-r-if indeed it ever were mine — ^is passing away from me ; and whatever I am now able to say at all, I find myself forced to say with great plainness. For my thoughts have changed also, aa my words have ; and whereas in earlier life, what little influence I obtained was due perhaps chiefly to the enthusiasm with which I was able to dwell on the beauty of the physical clouds, and of their colours in the sky;Tso all the influence I now desire to retain must be due to the earnestness with which I am endeavouring to trace the form and beauty of another kind of cloud than those ; the bright cloud, of which it is written — \ AITD nS AKTS. 3 " What is yoiir life ? It is even as a vaponr that ap- peareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away." I suppose few people reach the middle or latter period of their age, without having at some moment of change or disappointment felt the truth of those bitter words ; and been startled by the fading of the sunshine from the cloud of their life, into the sudden agony of the knowledge that the fabric of it was as fragile as a dream, and the endurance of it as transient as the dew. But it is not always that, even at such times of melancholy sui-prise, we can enter into any true perception that this human life shares, in the nature of it, not only the evanescence, but the mystery of the cloud; that its avenues are wreathed in darkness, and its forms and courses no less fantastic, than spectral and obscure ; Sso^ that not only in the vanity which we cannot grasp, but in the shadow which we cannot pierce, it is true of this cloudy life of ours, that "man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquiet- eth himself in vain." 1 And least of all, whatever may have been the eagerness of our passions, or the height of our pride, are we able to understand in its depth the third and most solemn character in which our life is like those clouds of heaven ; that to it belongs not only their transience, not only their mystery, but also their power ; that in the cloud of the human soul there is a fire stronger than the lightning, and a grace more precious than the ram ; and that though of the good and evil it shall one day be said alike, that 4 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE the place that knew them knows them no more, there is an infinite separation between those whose brief presence had there been a blessing, like the mist of Eden that went up from the earth to water the garden, and those whose place knew them only as a drifting and changeful shade, of whom the heavenly sentence is, that they are " wells without water ; clouds that are carried with a tempest, to whom the mist of darkness is reserved for ever." To those among us, however, who have lived long enough to form some just estimate of the rate of the changes which are, hour by hour in accelerating catas- trophe, manifesting themselves in the laws, the arts, and the creeds of men, it seems to me, that now at least, if never at any former time, |he thoughts of the true nature of our life, and of its powers and responsibilities, should present themselves with absolute sadness and sternnessJ And^ although I know that this feeling is much deepened in my own mind by disappointment, which, by chance, has attended the greater number of my cherished pur- poses, I do not for that reason distrust the feeling itself, though I am on my guard against an exaggerated degree of it : nay, I rather believe that in periods of new effort and violent change, disappointment is a wholesome medi- cine ; and that in the secret of it, as in the twilight so beloved by Titian, we may see the colours of things with deeper truth than in the most dazzling sunshine. And because these truths^ about the works of men, which I AND ITS AETS. 5 want to bring to-day before you, are most of them sad ones, though at the same time helpful ; and because also I believe that your kind Irish hearts will answer more gladly to the truthful expression of a personal feeling than to the exposition of an abstract principle, I will permit myself so much unreserved speaking of my own causes of regret, as may enable you to make just allow- ance for what, according to your sympathies, you will call either the bitterness, or the insight, of a mind which has surrendered its best hopes, and been foiled in its fa- vourite aims. I spent the ten strongest years of my life, (from twenty to thirty,) in endeavouring to show the excellence of the work of the man whom I believed, and rightly believed, to be the greatest painter of the schools ^f England since Reynolds. I had then perfect faith in the power of every great truth of beauty to prevail ultimately, and take its right place in usefulness and honour ; and I strove to bring the painter's work into this due place, while the painter was yet alive. But he knew, better than I, the uselessness of talking about what people could not see for themselves. He always discouraged me scorn- fully, even when he thanked me — and he died before even the superficial efiect of my work was visible. I went on, however, thinking I could at least be of use to the public, if not to him, in proving his power. My books got talked about a little. The prices of modern pictures, generally, rose, and I was beginning to take 1* THE MTSTEEY OF LIFE some pleasure in a sense of gradual victory, when, fortu- nately or unfortunately, an opportunity of perfect trial undeceived me at once, and for ever. The Trustees of the National Gallery commissioned me to arrange the Turner drawings there, and permitted me to prepare three hun- dred examples of his studies from nature, for exhibition at Kensington. At Kensington they were and are, placed for exhibition: but they are not exhibited, for the room in which they hang is always empty. Well — this showed me at once, that those ten years of my life had been, in thesir chief purpose, lost. For that, I did not so much care ; I had, at least, learned my own business thoroughly, and should be able, as I fondly sup- posed, after such a lesson, now to use my knowledge with better effect. But what I did care for, was the — to me • I — frightful — discoveryj/that the most splendid genius in the arts might be permitted by Providence to labour and per- ish uselessly ; that in the very fineness of it there might be something rendering it invisible to ordinary eyes ; but, that with this strange excellence, faults might be mingled which would be as deadly as its virtues were vain ; that the gloi-y of it was perishable, as well as invisible, and the gift and grace of it might be to us, as snow in sum- mer, and as rain in harvest. That was the first mystery of life to me. But while my best energy was given to the study of painting I had put collateral effort, more prudent, if less enthusias- tic, into that of architecture; and in this I could not AND ITS ABTS. 7 complain of meeting with no sympathy. Among several personal reasons which caused me to desire that I might give this, my closing lecture on the subject of art here, in Ireland, one of the chief was, that in reading it, I should stand near the beautiful building, — the engineers' school of your college, — which was the first realization I had the joy to see, of the principles I had, until then, been en- deavouring to teach, but which, alas, is now, to me, no more than the richly canopied monument of one of the most earnest souls that ever gave itself to the arts, and one of my truest and most loving friends, Benjamin Woodward. Nor was it here in Ireland only that I re- ceived the help of Irish sympathy and genius. "When, to another friend. Sir Thomas Deane, with Mr. Woodward, was entrusted the building of the museum at Oxford, the best details of the work were executed by sculptors who had been born and trained here ; and the iirst window of the fagade of the, building, in which was inaugurated the study of natural science in England, in true fellowship with literature, was carved from my design by an Irish sculptor. You may perhaps think that no man ought to speak of disappointment, to whom, even in one branch of labour, so much success was granted. Had Mr. Woodward now I been beside me, I had not so spoken ; but his gentle and i passionate spirit was cut off from the fulfilment of its i purposes, and the work we did together is now become vain. It may not be so in future; but the architecture 8 THE MYSTEET OF LIFE we endeavoured to introduce is inconsistent alike with the reckless luxury, the deforming mechanism, and the squalid misery of modem cities ; among the formative fashions of the day, aided, especially in England, by ecclesiastical sentiment, it indeed obtained notoriety; and sometimes behind an engine furnace, or a railroad bank, you may de- tect the pathetic discord of its momentary grace, and, .with toil, -decipher its floral carvings choked with soot. I felt answerable to the schools I loved, only for their in- jury. I perceived that this new portion of my strength had also been spent in vain ; and from amidst streets of iron, and palaces of crystal, shrank back at last to the carving of the mountain and colour of the flower. And still I could tell of failure, and failure repeated, as years went on ; but I have trespassed enough on your patience to show you, in pai-t, the causes of my discour- agement. \Now let me more deliberately tell you its results. ' You know there is a tendency in the minds of many men, when they are heavily disappointed in the main purposes of their life, to feel, and perhaps in warn- ing, perhaps in mockery, to declare, that life itself is a vanity. Because it has disappointed them, they think its nature is of disappointment always, or at best, of pleasure, that can be grasped in imagination only ; that the cloud of it has no strength nor fire within ; but is a painted cloud only, to be delighted in, yet despised. You know how beautifully Pope has expressed this particular phase of thought : — ABD rrS AETS. 9 " Meanwhile opinion gilds, with varying rays, These painted clouds that beautify our days. Each want of happiness by hope supplied, And each vacuity of sense, by pride. Hope builds as fast as Knowledge can destroy ; In Polly's cup, still laughs the bubble joy. One pleasure past, another still we gain, And not a vanity is given in vain.' But the effect of failure upon my own mind has been just the reverse of this. The more that my life disap-^ pointed me^ the more solemn and wonderful it became to ' me. It seemed, contrarily to Pope's saying, that the van- ity of it was indeed given in vain ; but that there was something behind the veil of it, which was not vanity. It became to me not a painted cloud, but a terrible and im- penetrable one : not a mirage, which vanished as I drew near, but a piUar of darkness, to which' I was forbidden to draw near. Eor I saw that both my own failure, and such success in petty things as in its various triumph seemed to me worse than failure, came from the want of sufficiently earnest effort Jto understand the whole Jaw and meaning of existence, and to bnngit to noble and due end; as, on the other hand, I saw more and more clearly that all enduring success in the arts, or in any other occu- pation, had come from the ruling of lower purposes, not by a conviction of their nothingness, but by a solemn faith in the advancing power of human nature, or in the promise, however dimly apprehended, that the mortal part 10 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE of it would one day be swallowed up in immortality ; and that, indeed, the arts themselves never had reached any vital strength or honour but in the effort to proclaim this immortality, and in the service either of great and just religion, or of some unselfish patriotism, and law of such national life as must be the foundation of religion. Nothing that I have ever said is more true or necessary — nothing has been more misunderstood or misapplied — than my strong assertion, that the arts can never be right themselves, unless their motive is right. It is misunder- stood this way : weak painters, who have never learned their business^ and cannot lay a true line, continually come to me, crying out — " Look at this picture of mine ; it Tnust be good, I had such a lovely motive. I have put my whole heart into it, and taken years to think over its treatment." Well, the only answer for these people is — if one had the cruelty to make it — " Sir, you cannot think over anything any number of years, — you haven't the head to do it ; and thougli you had fine motives, strong enough to make you burn yourself in a slow fire, if only first you could paint a picture, you can't paint one, nor half an inch of one ; you haven't the hand to do it." But, far more decisively we have to say to the men who do know their business, or may know if they choose — " Sir, you have this gift, and a mighty one ; see that you serve your nation faithfully with it. It is a greater trust than ships and armies : you might cast tJiem away if you were their captain, with less treason to your people AND rrs AETS. 11 than in casting your own gloriouB power away, and serv- ing the devil with it instead of men. Ships and armies you may replace if they are lost, but a great intellect, once abnsed, is a curse to the earth for ever. This, then, I meant by saying that the arts must have noble motive. This also I said respecting them, that they never had prospered, nor could prosper, but when they had such true purpose, and were devoted to the proclamation of divine truth or law. And yet I saw also that they had always failed in this proclamation — that poetry, and sculpture, and painting, though only great when they strove to teach us something about the gods, never had taught us anything trustworthy about the gods, but had always betrayed their trust in the crisis of it, and, with their powers at t^e full reach, became ministers to pride and to lust. And I felt also, with increasing amazement, the unconquerable apathy in ourselves the hearers, no less than in these the teachers ; and that, while the wisdom and rightness of every act and art of life could only be consistent with a right understanding of the ends of life, we were all plunged in a languid dream — our heart fat, and our eyes heavy, and our ears closed, lest the inspiration of hand or voice should reach uss- iest we should see with our eyes, and understand with our hearts, and be healed. This intense apathy in all of us is the first great mys- tery of life ; it stands in the way of every perception, every virtue. There is no making ourselves feel enough 12 THE MYSTEET OF LIFE astonishment at it. That the occupations or pastimes of life- should have no motive, is understandable ; but that life itself should have no motive — that we neither care to find out what it may lead to, nor to guard against its being for ever taken away from us^here is a mystery indeed. For just suppose I were able to call at this mo- ment to any one in this audience by name, and to tell him positively that I knew a large estate had been lately . . left to him on some curious conditions ; but that, though I knew it was large, I did not know how large, nor even where it was — whether in the East Indies or the "West, or in England, or at the Antipodes'. I only knew it was a vast estate, and that there was a chance of his losing it altogether if he did not soon find out on what terms it had been left to him. Suppose I were able to say this positively to any single man in this audience, and he knew that I did not speak without warrant, do you think that he would rest content with that vague knowledge, if it were anywise possible to obtain more ? "Would he not give every energy to find some trace of the facts, and never rest till he had ascertained where this place was, and what it was like ? And suppose he. were a young man, and all he could discover by his best en- deavour was, that the estate was never to be his at all unless he persevered during certain years of probation in an orderly and industrious life ; but that, according to the circumspection of his conduct, the portion of the estate assigned to him would be greater or less, so that it AHD ITS AETS. 13 literally depended on his behaviour from day to day whether he got ten thousand a-year, or thirty thousand a- year, or nothing, whateyer — would you not think it strange if the youth never troubled himself to satisfy the conditions in any way_, nor even to know what was re- quired of him, but lived exactly as he chose, and never in- quired whether his chances of the estate were increasing or passing away. "Well, you know that this is actually and literally so with the greater number of the educated persons now living in Christian countries. Certainly nearly every man and woman, in any company such as this, outwardly professes to believe — and a large number unquestionably think they believe — much more than this ; not only that a quite unlimited estate is in prospect for them if they please the Holder of it, but that the infinite contrary of such a possession — an estate of perpetual misery, is in store for them if they displease this great Land-Holder, this great Heaven-Holder. And yet there is not one in a thousand of these human souls that cares to think, for ten minutes of the day, where this estate is, or how beau- tiful it is, or what, kind of life they are to lead in it, or what kind of life they must lead to obtain it. You fancy that you care to know this : so little do you care that, probably, at this moment many of you are displeased with me for talking of the matter ! You came to hear about the art of this world, not about the life of the next, and you are provoked with me for talking of what you can hear any Sunday in church. But do not be afraid. 14 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE T will tell you something before you go about pictures, and carvings, and pottery, and what else you would like better to hear of than the other world. Nay, perhaps you say we want you to talk of pictures and pottery, be- cause we are sure that you know something of them, and you know nothing of the other world. Well — I don't. That is quite true. But the very strangeness and mystery of which I urge you to take notice is in this — that I do not, nor you either. Can you answer a single bold question unflinchingly about that other world^Are you sure there is a heaven ? Sure there is a hell ? Sure that men are dropping before your faces through the pavements of these streets into eternal fire, or sure that they are not ? Sure that at your own death you are going to be delivered from all sorrow, to be endowed with all virtue, to be giftq^ with all felicity, and raised into perpetual companionship with a King, compared to whom the kings of the earth are as grasshoppers and the nations as the dust of His feet ? Are you sure of this ? or, if not sure, do any of us so much as care to make it sure ? and, if not, how can anything that we do be right — how can anything we think be wise ; what honor can there be in the arts that amuse us, or what profit in the possessions that please. Is not this a mystery of life ? But farther, you may, perhaps, think it a beneficent ordinance for the generality of men that they do not with earnestness or anxiety, dwell on such questions of the fu- AND ITS AETS. 15 ture ; and that the business of the day could not be done if this kind of thought were taken by all of us for the mor- row. Be it so : but at least we might anticipate that the greatest and wisest of us, who were evidently the appointed teachers of the rest, would set themselves apart to seek out whatever could be surely known of the future destinies of their race, and to teach this in no rhetorical or ambiguous manner, but in the plainest and most severely earnest words. Now, the highest representatives of men who have thus endeavoured, inuring the Christian era, to search out these deep things, and relate them, are Dante and Milton. There are none who for earnestness of thought, for mastery of word, can be classed with these. I am not at present, mind you, speaking of persons set apart in any priestly or pas- toral office, to deliver creeds to us, or doctrines ; but of men who try to discover and set forth, as far as by human intellect is possible, the facts of the other world. Divines may perhaps teach us how to arrive there, but only these two poets haye in any powerful manner striven to discover, or in any definite words professed to tell, what we shall see and become there, or how those upper and nether worlds are, and have been, inhabited. And what have they told us ? Milton's account of the most important event in his whole system of the universe, the fall of the angels, is evidently unbelievable to himself; and the more so, that it is wholly founded on, and in a great part spoiled and degraded' from, Hesiod's account of 16 THE lirSTEET OF LDFE the decisive war of the younger gods with the Titans. The rest of his poem is a picturesque drama, in which every artifice of invention is visibly' and consciously employed, not a single fact being for an instant conceived as tenable by any living faith. Dante's conception is far more in- tense, and, by himself, for the time, not to be escaped from ; it is indeed a vision, but a vision only, and tfiat one of the wildest that ever entranced a soul — a dream in which every grotesque type or phantasy of heathen tradition is renewed and adorned ; and the destinies of the Christian Church, under their most sacred symbols, become literally subordi- nate to the praise, and are only to be understood by the aid, of one dear Florentine maiden. Do you know, as I strive more sternly with this strange lethargy and trance in myself, and awake to the meaning and pow;er of life, it seems daily more amazing to me that men such as these should dare to play with the most pre- cious truths, (or the most deadly untruths,) by which the whole human race listening to them could be informed, or deceived ; — all the world their audiences for ever, with pleased ear and passionate heart ; — and yet, to this sub- missive infinitude of souls, and evermore succeeding and succeeding multitude, hungry for bread oi *life, they do but play upon sweetly modulated pipes ; with pompous nomen- clature adorn the councils of hell ; touch a troubadour's guitar to the courses of the suns ; and fill the openings of eternity, before which prophets have veiled their faces, and which angels desire to look into, with idle puppets of their AST) ITS AETS. 17 scholastic imagination, and melancholy lights of frantic faith, in their lost mortal love. Is not this a mystery of life ? But more. We have to remember that these two great. teachers were both of them \ warped in their temper and thwarted in 'their search for truth. They were men of intellectual war, unable, through darkness of controversy, or stress of personal grief, to dis- cern where their own ambition modified their utterances of the moral law ; or their own kgony mingled with their anger at its violation. Biit greater men thaii, these 'have been — men , innocent hearted — too great for contest. Men , like Homer and Shakespeare, of so unrecognized person- ality, that it disappears in future ages, and becomes ghost- ly, like the tradition of a lost heathen god. Men, there- fore, to whose unoffended, nncondemning sight, the whole of human nature reveals itself in a pathetic weakness, with which they will not strive, or in mournful and transitory strength, which they dare not praise. And all Pagan and Christian civilization thus becomes subject to them. It does not matter how little, or how much, any of us have read, either of Hamer or Shakespeare : everything round us, in substance, or in thought, has been moulded by them. All Greek gentlemen were educated under Homer. All Eoman gentlemen, by Greek literature. All Italian, and French, and English gentlemen, by Eoman literature, and by its principles. Of the scope of Shakespeare, I will say only, that the intellectual measure of every man since born, in the domains of creative thought, may be assigned to 18 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE him, according to the degree in which he has been taught by Shakespeare. Well, what do these two men, centres of mortal intelligence, deliver to ns of conviction, respect- ing what it most behoves that intelligence to grasp. "What is their hope ; their crown of rejoicing ? what manner of exhortation have they for us, or of rebuke ? what lies next their own hearts, and dictates their undying words ? Have they any peace to promise to our unrest — any redemption to our misery ? Take Homer first, and think if there is any sadder image of human fate than the great Homeric story. The main features in the character of Achilles are its intense desire of justice, and its tenderness of afiection. And in that bitter song of the Iliad, this man, though aided con- tinually by the wisest of the gods, and burning with the desire of justice in his heart, becomes yet, through ill- governed passion, the most unjust of men ; and, full of the deepest tenderness in his heart, becomes yet, through iU-governed passion, the most cruel of men; intense alike in love and in friendship, he loses, first, his mistress, and then his friend ; for the sake of the ope he surrenders to death the armies of his own land ; for the sake of the other, he surrenders all. Will a man lay down his life for his friend? Yea — even for his dead friend, this Achilles, though goddess-born, and goddess-taught, gives up his kingdom, his country, and his life— casts alike the innocent and guilty, with himself, into one gulf of slaughter, and dies at last by the hand of AOT) ITS. ABTS. 19 the basest of his adversaries. Is not this a mystery of life? But what, then, is the message to us of our own poet, and searcher of hearts, after fifteen hundred years of Christian faith have been numbered over the graves of men ? Are his words more cheerful than the heathen's — is his hope more near — his trust more sure — his reading of fate more happy ? Ah, no ! He differs from the heathen poet chiefly in this — that he recognizes, for deliverance, no gods nigh at hand ; and that, by petty chance — by momentary folly — by broken message — by fool's tyranny — or traitor's snare, the strongest and most righteous are brought to their ruin, and perish without word of hope. With necessary truth of insight, he in- deed ascribes the power' and modesty of habitual devo- tion, to the gentle and the just. The death-bed of Katha- rine is bright with vision of angels ; and the great soldier- king, standing by his few dead, acknowledges the pre- sence of the- hand, that can save alike, by many or by few. But from those, who with deepest spirit, meditate, and with deepest passion, mourn, there are no such words as these ; nor in their hearts such consolations. Instead of the perpetual sense of the helpful presence of the Deity, which through all heathen tradition is the source of heroic strength, in battle, in exile, and in the valley of the shadow of death, we find only in the great Christian poet, the consciousness of a moral law, through which " the gods are just, and of our pleasant vices make instru- 20 THE MYSTEET OF LIFE ments to scourge us ; " and of the resolved arbitration of the destinies, that con elude into precision of doom what we feebly and blindly began; and force us, when our indiscretion serves us, and our deepest plots do paU, to the confession, that " there's a divinity that shapes our ends, rough hew them how we will." Is not this a mystery of life ? Now observe : about this liuman life that is to be, or that is, the wise religious pien tell us nothing that jre can trust ; and the wise contemplative men, nothing that can give us peace. But there is yet a third class, to whom we may turn — ^the wise practical men. We have sat at the feet of the poets who sang of heaven, and they have told us their dreams. We have listened to the poets who sang of earth, and they ha^ve chanted to us dirges, and words of despair. But there is one class of men more : — men, not capable of vision, nor sensitive to sorrow, but firm of purpose — practised in business ; learned in all that can be, by handling, known. Men, whose hearts and hopes are wholly in this present world, from whom, therefore, we may surely learn, at least, how, at present, conve- niently to live in it. What will they say to us, or show us by example? These kings — these councillors — these statesmen and builders of kingdoms — these capi- talists and men of business, who weigh the earth and the dust of it in a balance. They know, the world surely ; and what is the mystery of life to us is none to them. They can surely show us how to live while AND ITS ARTS. 21 ■we live, and to gatlier out of the present world what is best. I think I can best tell you their answer, by telling you a dream I had once. For though I am no poet, I have dreams sometimes : — I dreamed I was at a child's May- day party, in which every means of entertainment had been provided for them, by a wise and kind host. It was in a stately house, with beautiful gardens attached to it ; and the children had been set free in the rooms and gar- dens, with no care whatever but how to pass their after- noon -rejoicingly. They did not, indeed, know much about what w^as to happen next day; and some of them, I thought, were a little frightened, because there was a chance of their being sent to a new school where there were examinations ; but they kept the thoughts of that out of their heads as well as they could, and resolved to enjoy themselves. The house, I said, was in a beautiful garden, and in the garden were all kinds of flowers ; sweet grassy banks for rest ; and smooth lawns for play ; and pleasant streams and woods; and rocky places for climbing. And the children were happy for a little while, but presently they separated themselves into par- ties; and then each party declared, it would have a piece of the garden for its own, and that none of the others should have anything to do with that piece. Next, they quarrelled violently, which pieces they would have ; and at last the boys took up the thing practically, and fought in the flower-beds till there was hardly a flower left stand- 22 THE MTSTEEY OF LIFE ing ; there they trampled down each other's bits of the garden out of spite ; and the girls cried till they could cry no more ; and so they all lay down at last breathless in the ruin, and waited for the time when they were to be taken home in the evening. Meanwhile, the children in the house had been making themselves happy also in their manner. JFor them, there had been provided every kind of in-doors pleasure : there was music for them to dance to ; and the library was open, with all manner of amusing books ; and there was a museum, full of the most curious shells, and animals, and birds ; and there was a workshop, with lathes and carpenter's tools, for the in- genious boys ; and there were pretty fantastic dresses, for the girls to dress in ; and there were microscopes and kaleidoscopes; and whatever toys a child could fancy; and a table, in the dining-room, loaded with everything nice to eat. But, in the midst of all this, it struck two or three of the more practical children, that they would like some of the brass-headed nails that studded the chairs, and they set to work ,to pull them out. Presently, the others, who were reading or looking at shells, took a fancy to do the like ; and, in a little while, all the children nearly were spraining their fingers, in pulling out brass-headed nails, "With all that they could pull out, they were not satisfied ; and then, everybody wanted some of somebody else's. And at last, the reaUy practical and sensible ones declared, that nothing was of any real consequence, that AOT) ITS AETS. 23 afternoon, except to get plenty of brass-headed nails ; and that the books, and the cakes, and the microscopes, were- of no use at all in themselves, but only, if they conld be exchanged for nail-heads. And, at last, they began to fight for nail-heads, as the others fought for the' bits of garden. Only here and there, a despised one shrank away into a corner, and tried to get a little quiet with a book, in the naidst of the noise ; but all the practical ones thought of nothing else but counting nail-heads all the afternoon — even though they knew they would not be allowed to carry so much as one brass knob away with them. But no — it was — " who has most nails ? I have a hundred, and you have fifty ; or, I have a thousand and you have two. I must have as many as you before I leave the house, or I cannot possibly go home in peace." At last, they made so much noise that I awoke, and thought to myself, " what a false dream that is, of chil- dren,y The child is the father of the man ; and wiser. Children never do such foolish things. But men do. But there is yet one last class of persons to be interro- gated. The wise reli^^kJus men we have asked in vain ; the wise contemplative men, in vain; the wise worldly men, in vain. But there is another group yet. In the midst of this vanity of empty religion — of tragic contem- plation — of wrathful and wretched ambition, and dispute for dust, there is yet one great group of persons, by whom all these disputers live — the persons who have deter- mined, or have had it by a beneficent Providence deter- 24 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE mined for them, that they will do something useful ; that whatever may be prepared for them hereafter, or happen to them here, they will, at least, deserve the food that God gives them by winning it honourably ; and that, however fallen from the purity, or far from the peace of Eden, they will carry out the duty of human dominion, though they have lost its felicity ; and dress and keep the wilderness, though they no more can dress or keep the garden. These, — hewers of wood, and drawers of water — these, bent under burdens, or torn of scourges — these, that dig and weave — that plant and build ; workers in wood, and in marble, and in iron — by whom all food, clothing, habi- tation, furniture, and means of delight, are produced, for themselves, and for all men beside ; men, whose deeds are good, though their words may be few ; men, whose lives are serviceable, be they never so short, and worthy of honour, be they never so humble ; — from these surely, at least, we may receive some clear message of teaching : and pierce, for an instant, into the mystery of life, and of its arts. Yes ; from these, at last, we do receive a lesson. But I grieve to say, or rather — for that is the deeper truth of the mattei' — I rejoice to say — this message of theirs can only be received by joining them — not by thinking about them. You sent for me to talk to you of art; and I have obeyed you in coming. But, the main thitig I have to tell you is, — that art must not be talked about. The fact AlTD ITS ABTS. 25 that there is talk about it at all, signifies that it is ill done, \ or cannot be done. No true painter- ever speaks, or ever ', has spoken, much of his art. The greatest speak nothing. | Even Eeynolds is no exception, for he wrote of all that J he could not himself do, and was utterly silent respecting all that he himself did. The moment a man can really do his work, he becomes | speechless about it. All words become idle to him — all | theories. Does a bird need to theorize about building its nest, or boast of it when built. All good work is essentially done that way — without hesitation, without difficulty, without boasting ; and in the doers of the best, there is an inner and involuntary power which approximates literally to the instinct of an animal — nay, I am certain that in ^the most perfect human artists, reason does not supersede instinct, but is added to an instinct gs much more divine than that of the lower animals as the human body is more beautiful than theirs ; that a great singer sings not with less instinct than the nightingale, but with more — only more various, applicable, and governable; that a great architect does not build with less instinct than the beaver or the bee, but with more — with an innate cunning of pro- portion that embraces all beauty, and a divine ingenuity of £kill that improvises all construction. But be that as it may — ^be the instinct less or more than that of inferior animals — ^like or. unlike theirs, still the human art is de- pendent on that first, and then upon an amount of prac- 26 ' THE MTBTEEY OF LIFE tice, of science, — and of imagination disciplined by thought, -which the true possessor of it knows to be in- communicable, and the true critic of it, inexplicable, ex- cept through long process of laborious years. That jour- ney of life's conquest, in which hills over hills, and Alps on Alps arose, and sank, do you think you can make another climb it painlessly, by talking ? Why you cannot even carry us up an Alp with talking. Tou can guide us up it, step by step, no otherwise — even so, best silently. You girls who have been among the hills know how the bad guide chatters and gesticulates, and it is " put your foot here," and " mind how you balance yourself there ; " but the good guide walks on quietly, without a word, only with his eyes on you when need is, and his arm like an iron bar, if need be. In that slow way, also, art can be taught — if you have faith in your guide, and will let his arm be to you as an iron bar when need is. But in what teacher of art have you such faith ? Certainly not in me ; for, as I told you at first, I know well enough it is only because you think I can talk, not because you think I know my business, that you let me speak to you at all. If I were to tell you anything that seemed to you strange, you would not believe it, and yet it would only be in tell- ing you strange things that I could be of use to you. I could be of great use to you — infinite use, with brief saying, if you would believe it ; but you would not, just because the thing that would be of real use would go against the grain vsdth yon. Tou are all wild for AND ITS AETS. 27 instance, with admiration of Gustave Dore. Well, sup- pose I were to tell you, in tlie strongest terms I could use, that Gustave Dora's art was bad — ^bad, not in weakness, not in failure, but bad with dreadful power — the power of the Furies and the Harpies mingled, enraging, and pollu- ting ; that, so long as you looked at it, no perception of pure or beautiful art was possible for you. Suppose I were to tell you that ! What would be the use ? Would you look at Gustave Dore less ? Kather, more, I fancy. On the other hand, I could soon put you into good humour with me, if I chose. I know well enough what you like, and how to praise it, to your better liking. I could talk to you about moonlight, and twilight, and spring flowers, and autumn leaves, and the Madonnas of Raphael — how motherly ! and the Sibyls of Michael An- gelo — ^how majestic! and the Saints of Angelico — ^how pious ! and the Cherubs of Correggio — ^how delicious ! Old as I am, I could play you a tune on the hai-p yet, that you would dance to. But neither you nor I should be a bit the better or wiser ; or, if we were, our increased wisdom could be of no practical effect. For, indeed, the > arts, as regards teachableness, differ from the sciences also| in this, that their power is founded not merely on facts which can be communicated, but on dispositions which! require to be created. Art is neither to be achieved by effort of thinking, nor explained by accuracy of speaking. |^ It is the instinctive and necessary result of powers which can only be developed through the mind of successive 28 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE generations, and which finally bnrst into life under social conditions as slow of growth as the faculties they regulate. Whole seras of mighty history are summed, and the pas- sions of dead myriads are concentrated, in the existence of a noble art ; and if that noble art were among us, we should feel it and rejoice, and not care to hear lectures on it ; and since it is not among us, be assured we have to go back to the root of it, or, at least, to the place where the stock of it is yet alive, and the branches began to die. And now, may I have your pardon for pointing oiit, partly with reference to matters which are at this time of greater moment than the arts — that if we undertook such recession to the vital germ of national arts that have decayed, we should find a more singular arrest of their power in Ireland than in any- other European country. For in the eighth century, Ireland possessed a school of illumination, in many of its qualities — apparently in all essential qualities of invention and refinement — quite without rival ; seeming as if it might have advanced to the highest triumphs in architecture and in painting. But there was one fatal flaw in its nature, by which it, was stayed, and stayed with a conspicuousness of pause to which there is no parallel ; so that long ago, in tracing for the students of Kensington, the progress of European schools from infancy to. strength, I chose for them, in a lecture since published, two characteristic examples of early art, of equal skill ; but in the one case, skill which was progressive — in the other, skill which was at pause ; AND ITS AET8. 29 in the one case, it was work necessarily receptive of cor- rection — ^hungry for correction — and in the other, work which inherently rejected correction. I chose for them a corrigible Eve, and an incorrigible Angel, and I grieve to say, that the incorrigible Angel was also an Irish Angel ! And the fatal difference lay wholly in this. In both pieces of art there was an equal falling short of the needs of fact ; but the Lombardic Eve knew she was in the wrong, and the Irish Angel thought himself all right. The 8ager Lombardic sculptor, though firmly insisting on his childish idea, yet showed in the irregular broken touches of the features, and the imperfect struggle for softer lines in the form, a perception of beauty and law that he could not render; there was the strain of effort under conscious imperfection in every line. But the Irish missal painter had drawn his angel with no sense of fail- ure, in happy complacency, and put red dots into the palms of each hand, and rounded the eyes into perfect cir- cles, and, I regret to say, left the mouth out altogether, with perfect satisfaction to himself. May I, without offence, ask you to consider whether this mode of arrest in ancient Irish art may not be indi- cative of points of character which even yet, in some measure, arrest your national power ? I have seen much of Irish character, and have watched it closely, for I have also much loved it. And I think the form of failure to which it is most liable is this, that being generous- hearted, and wholly intending always to do right, it does 2* 30 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE not attend to the external laws of right, but thinks it /. must necessarily do right because it means to do so, and therefore does wrong without finding it out ; and then when the consequences Of its wrong come upon it, or upon others connected with it, it cannot conceive that the wrong is in any wise of its causing or of its doing, but flies into wrath, and a strange agony of desii'e for justice, as feeling itself wholly innocent, which leads it farther astray, until there is nothing that it is not capable of doing with a good conscience. • But mind, I do not mean to say that in past or present relations between Ireland and England you have been wrong, and we right. Far from that ; I believe that in all great questions of principle, and in all details of adminis- tration of law, you have been usually right and we wrong, sometimes in misunderstanding you, sometimes in resolute iniquity to you. '\ Nevertheless, in all disputes between states, thbugh "tiie strongest is nearly always mainly in the wrong, the weaker is often so in a minor degree ; and I think we sometimes admit the possibility of our being in" error, and you never do. And now, returning to the broader question, what these arts and labours of life have to teach us of its nystery, this is the first of their lessons — that the more jeautiful the art, the more it is essentially the work of )eople who feel themselves wrong — who are striving for jthe fulfilment of the law and the realization of a loveli- ness which they have not yet attained, which they feel AHX> ITS XRTS. 31 even farther and farther from attaining, the inore they strive for it. And yet, in still deeper sense, it is the work of people who know also that they are right — and that this very sense of inevitable error from their purpose marks the perfectness of that purpose, and the manifold sense of failure arises from the opening of the eyes more clearly to all the sacredest laws of truth. This is one lesson. The second, is a very plain, and greatly precious one, namely : — that whenever the arts and labours of life are fulfilled in this spirit of. striving against misrule, and doing whatever we have to do, honourably and perfectly, they invariably bring happi- ness, as much as seems possible to the nature of man. In all other paths, by which that happiness is pursued, there is disappointment, or destruction ; for ambition and for passion there is no rest — ^no fruition ; the fairest pleasures of youth perish in a darkness greater than their past light ; and the loftiest and purest love too often does but inflame the cloud of life with endless fire of pain. But, ascending from lowest to highest, through every scale of / human industry, that industry worthily followed, gives peace. Ask the labourer in the field, at the forge, or in the mine; ask the patient, delicate-fingered artisan, or the strong-armed, fiery-hearted worker in bronze, and in . marble, and with the colours of light ; and none of these, who are true workmen, will ever tell you, that they ha,ve found the law of heaven an unkind one— that in the sweat of their face they should eat bread, till they return 32 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE to the ground ; nor that they ever found it an unrewarded obedience, if, indeed, it was rendered faithfully to the command — " Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do — do it with thy might." These are the two great and constant lessons which our labourers teach us of the mystery of life. But, there is another, and -a sadder one, which they cannot teach us, which we must read on their tombstones. " Do it with thy might." There have been myriads upon myriads of human creatures who have obeyed this law — ^who have put every breath and nerve of their being into its toil — who have devoted eveiy hour, and exhausted every faculty — who have bequeathed their unaccomplished thoughts at death — who being dead, have yet spoken, by majesty of memory, and strength of example. And, at last, what has all this might of humanity accomplished, in six thousand years of labour and sorrow ? . What has it done? Take the three chief occupations and arts' of men, one by one, and count their achievements. Begin with the first — the lord of them all — agriculture. Six thousand years have passed since we were set to till the ground, from which we were taken. How much of it is tilled ? How much of that which is, wisely or well ? Why, in the very centre and chief garden of Europe — where the two forms of parent Christianity have had their fortresses — where the noble Catholics of the Forest Cantons, and the noble Protestants of the Vaudois valleys, have maintained, for dateless ages, their faiths and liberties — there the un- Airo ITS AUTS. 33 checked Alpine rivers yet run wild in devastation ; and the marshes, which a few hundred men could redeem with a year's labour, still blast their helpless inhabitants into fevered idiotism. That is so, in the centre of Europe ! While, on the near coast of Africa, once the Garden of the Hesperides, an Arab woman, but a few sunsets since, ate her child, for famine. And, with all the treasures of the East at our feet, we, in our own dominion, could not find a few grains of rice, for a people that asked of us no more ; but, stood by, and saw five hundred thousand of them perish of hunger. Then, after agriculture, the art of kings, takes the next head of human arts — weavin g^ the art of queens, honoured of all noble Heathen women, in the person of their virgin goddess — ^honoured of all Hebrew women, by the word of their wisest king^" She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff;^ she stretcheth out her hand to the poor. She is not afraid of the snow for her household, for all her household are clothed with scarlet. She maketh herself covering of tapestry ; her clothing is silk and purple. She maketh fine linen, and selleth it, and delivereth girdles to the merchant." What have we done in all these thousands of years with this bright art of Greek maid and Christian matron ? Six thousand years of weaving, and have we learned to weave ? Might not every naked wall have been purple with tapestry, and every feeble breast fenced with sweet colours from the cold ? What have we done ? Our fingers are too few, it 34 THE MYSTERY OF LIFE seems, to twist together some poor covering for our bodies. We set our streams to work for us, and choke the air with fire, to turn our spinning-wheels — and, are we jet clothed? Are not the streets of the capitals of Europe foul with sale of cast clouts and rotten rags. Is not the beauty of your sweet children left in wretchedness of disgrace, while, with better honour, nature clothes the brood of the bird in its nest, and the suckling of the wolf in her den. And does not every winter's snow robe what you have not robed, and shroud what you have not shrouded ; and every winter's wind bear up to heaven its wasted souls, to wit- ness against you hereafter, by the voice of their Christ. — " I was naked, and ye clothed me not." Lastly — take the Art of Building — the strongest — proudest — ^most orderly — most enduring, of the arts of man ; that, of which the produce is in the surest manner accumulative, and need not perish, or be replaced ; but if once well done, will stand more strongly than the un- balanced rocks — more prevalently than the crumbling hills. The art which is associated with all civic pride and sacred principle ; in which men record their power — satisfy their enthusiasm — make sure their defence — de- fine and make dear their "habitations. And, in six thou- sand years of building, what have we done? Of the greater part of all that skill and strength, no vestige is left, but fallen stones, that encumber the fields and im- pede the streams. But, from this waste of disorder, and of time, and of rage, what is left to us ? Constructive and Am) ITS AKTB. 35 progressive creatures, that we are, with ruling brains, and forming hands, capable of fellowship, and thirsting for fame, can we not contend, in comfort, with the insects of the forest, or, in achievement, with the worm of the sea. The white surf rages in vain against the ramparts built by / poor atoms of scarcely nascent life, but only ridges of formless ruin mark the places where once dwelt our noblest multitudes. The ant and the moth have cells for each of their young, but our little ones lie in festering heaps, in homes that consume them like graves ; and night by night, trom the corners of our streets, rises up the cry of the homeless — "I was a stranger, and ye took me not in." Must it be always thus? Is our life for ever to be ■without profit — without possession? Shall the strength of its generations be as barren as death; or cast away their labour, as the wild figtree casts her untimely figs? Is it all a dream then — ^the desire of the eyes and the pride of life — or, if it be, might we not live in nobler dreams than these? The poets and prophets, the wise men, and the scribes, though they have told us nothing about a life to come, have told us much about the life that is now. They have had — they also, — their dreams, and we have laughed at them. They have dreamed of mercy, and of justice ; they have dreamed of peace and/ good-will ; they have dreamed of labour undisappointed, and of rest undisturbed ; they have dreamed of fulness in harvest, and overflowing in store ; they have dreamed of 36 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE wisdom in council, and of providence in law ; of gladness of parents, and strength of children, and glory of gray hairs. And at these visions of theirs we have mocked, and held them for idle and vain, unreal and unaccom- plishable. What have we accomplished with our reali- y^ ties ? Is this what has come of our worldly wisdom, tried against their folly? this, our mightiest possible, against their impotent ideal ? or, have we only wandered among the spectra of a baser felicity, and chased phantoms of the tombs, instead of visions of the Almighty ; and walked after the imaginations of our evil hearts, instead of after the counsels of Eternity, until our lives — not in the like- ness of the cloud of heaven, but of the smoke of hell — have become " even as a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away " ? Does it vanish then? Are you sure of that? — sure that the nothingness of the grave will be a rest from this troubled nothingness; and that the coiled shadow, which i disquieteth itself in vain, cannot change into the smoke of the torment that ascends for ever? Will any answer that they are sure of it, and that there is no fear, nor hope, nor desire, nor labour, whither they go ? Be it so ; will you not, then, make as sure of the life that now is, as you are of the death that is to come ? Tour hearts are wholly in this world — will you not give them to it wisely, as well as perfectly ? And see, first of all, that you ham hearts, and sound hearts, too, to give. Because you have no heaven to look for, ia that any reason that you should AND ITS AETS. 37 remain ignorant of this wonderful and infinite earth, which is surely and instantly given you in possession ? Although yonr days are numbered, and the following darkness sure, is it necessary that you should share the degradation of the brute, because you are condemned to its mortality; or live the life of the moth, and of the worm, because you are to companion with them in the dust? Not so ; we may have but a few thousand of days to spend, perhaps hundreds only — perhaps, tens ; nay, the longest of our time and best, looked back on, will be but as a moment, as the twinkling of an eye ; but yet, we are men, not insects ; we are living spirits, not passing clouds. He maketh the winds his angels ; the flaming fire, his ministers. And shall we do less than these ? Let ns do the work of men while we bear the form of them, and as we snatch our narrow portion of time out of Eternity, snatch also our narrow but glorious inheritance of passion out of Immortality — even though our lives be as a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.^ But there are some of you who believe not this — who think this cloud of life has no such close — that it is to fioat, revealed and illumined, upon the floor of heaven in the day when He cometh with clouds, and every eye shall see Him. Some day, you believe, within these five or ten or twenty years, for every one of us the judgment will be set, and the books opened. If that be true, far more than that must be true. Is there but one day of judgment? Why, for us every day is a day of judgment 38 THE MTSTEET OF LBFE — eveiy day is a Dies Irse, and writes its irrevocable ver- dict in the flame of the west. Think you that judgment waits till the doors of the grave are opened. It waits at the doors of your houses — ^it waits at the corners of your streets ; we are in the midst of judgment — the creatures whom we crush are our judges — ^the moments we fret away are our judges — the elements that feed us judge as they minister — and the pleasures that deceive us judge as v^ they indulge. Let us, for our lives, do the work of Men while we bear the Form of them, since those lives are Not as a vapour, and do Not vanish away. " The work of men " — and what is that ? "Well, we may any of us know it very quickly, on the condition of being wholly ready to do it. But many of ns are for the most part thinking, not of what we are to do, but of what we are to get ; and the best of us are sunk into the sin of Ananias, and it is a mortal one — we want to keep back part of the price ; and we continually talk of taking- up our cross, as if the only mischief in a cross was the weight of it — as if it was only a thing to be carried, instead of to be <;rucified upon. " They that are His have crucified the flesh, with the aflfections and lusts." Does that mean, think you, that in time of national distress, of religious ' trial, of crisis for every interest and hope of humanity — ; none of us will cease jesting, none cease idling, none put themselves to any wholesome work, none take so much as a tog of lace off their footman's coats, to save the world ? ' Or does it rather mean, that they are ready to leave AOT) ITS ABTS. 39 houses, lands, and kindreds— yes, and life, if need be ? Life ! — some of us are ready enough to throw that away, joyless as we have made it. But " station in Life " — ^how many of us are ready to quit that ? Is it not always the great objection, where there is question of finding some- thing useful to do — " We cannot leave our stations in Life?" Now, those of us who really cannot — ^that is to say, who can only maintain themselves by continuing in some busi- ness or salaried office, have already something to do ; and all that they have to see to, is that they do it honestly and with all their might. But with most people who use that apology, "remaining in the station of life to which Pro- vidence has called them," means keeping all the carriages, and all the footmen and large houses they can possibly pay for ; and, once for all, I say that if ever Providence put them into stations of that sort — ^which is not at all a matter of certainty — Providence is just now very dis- tinctly calling them out again. Levi's station in life was the receipt of Custom, and Peter's the shore of Galilee, and Paul's the antechambers of the High Priest, which "station in life " each had to leave with brief notice. And, whatever our station in life may be, at this crisis, those of us who mean to fulfil our duty ought first, to live on as little as we can ; and secondly, to do all the whole- some work for it we can, and to spend all we can spare in doing all the sure good we can. And sure good is first in feeding people, then in dressing iO THE MTSTEEY OF LIFE people, then in lodging people, and lastly in ri^tly pleas- ing people, with arts, or sciences, or any other subject of thought. I say first in feeding ; and, once for all, do not let your- selves be deceived by any of the common talk of indiscri- minate charity. The order to us is not to feed the deserv- ; ing hungry, nor the industrious hungry, nor the amiable and well-intentioned hungry, but simply to feed the hungry. It is quite true, infallibly true, that if any man will not work, neither should he eat — think of that, and every time you sit down to your dinner, ladies and gentlemen, say solemnly, before you ask a blessing, " How much work have I done to-day for my dinner " — but the proper way to enforce that order on those below you, as well as on yourselves, is not to leave vagabonds and honest people to starve together, but very distinctly to discern and seize your vagabond, and shut your vagabond up out of honest people's way, and very sternly then see that, until he has worked, he does not eat. But the first thing is to be sure you have the food to give ; and, therefore, the organization of vast activities in agriculture and in commerce, for the production of the wholesomest food, and proper storing and distribution of it, so that no famine shall any more be pos- sible among civilized beings. There is plenty of work in this business alone, and at once, for any number of people who like to engage in it. Secondly, dressing people — that is to say, urging every- one within reach of your influence to be always neat and AND ITS AETS. 41 clean, and giving them means of being so. In so far as they absolutely refuse, you must give up the effort with respect to them, only taking care that no children within your sphere of influence shall any more be brought up with such habits, and that every person who is willing to dress with propriety shall have encouragement in doing so. And the first absolutely necessary step towards this is the gra- dual adoption of a consistent dress for different ranks of persons, so that their rank shall be known by their dress ; and the restriction of the changes of fashion within certain limits. AU which appears for the present quite impossi- ble ; but it is only so far as even difiicult as it is difficult to conquer our vanity, frivolity, and desire to appear what we are not. And it is not, nor ever shall be, creed of mine, that these mean and shallow vices are unconquerable by Chris- tian women. And then, thirdly, lodging people, which you may think should have been put first, but I put it third, because wc must feed and clothe people where we find them, and lodge them afterwards. And providing lodgment for them means a great deal of vigorous legislation, and cut- ting down of vested interests that stand in the way, and after that, or before that, so far as we can get it, thorough sanitary and remedial action in the houses that we have; and then the building of more, strongly and beautifully, but in groups of limited extent, kept in proportion to their streams, and walled round, so that there might be no fes- 42 THE MTSTEET OF LIFE tering and wretched suburb anywhere, but clean and busy street here, and the open country there, with a belt of beautiful garden and orchard round the walls, so that from any part of the city perfectly fresh air and grass, and sight of far horizon might be reachable in a few minutes' walk. This the final aim ; but in immediate action every minor and possible good to be instantly done, when and as we can ; roofs mended that have holes in them — fences that have gaps in them — walls that totter — and floors that shake ; cleanliness and order enforced with our own hands and eyes, till we are breathless, every day. And all the fine arts vri.ll healthily follow. I myself have washed a fiight of stone stairs all down, with bucket and broom, in a Savoy inn, where they hadn't washed their stairs since they fijst went up them, and I never made a better sketch than that afternoon. These, then, are the three needs of civilized life ; and the law for every Christian man and woman is, that they shall be in direct service towards one of these three needs, as far as is consistent with their own special occupation, and if they have no special business, then wholly in one of these services. And out of such exertion in plain duty all other good will come ; for in this direct contention with material evil, you will find out the real nature of all evil ; you will discern by. the various kinds of resistance, what is really the fault and main antagonism to good ; also you will find the most unexpected helps and profound lessons given, and truths will come thus down to us which the speculation of AOT3 ITS AETS. 43 all our lives would never have raised us up to. You will find nearly every educational problem solved, as soon as you truly want to do something ; everybody will become of use in their own fittest way, and will learn what is best for them to know in that use, Competitive examination will then, and not till then, be wholesome, because it will be daily, and calm, and in practice ; and on these familiar arts, and minute, but certain and serviceable, knowledges, will be surely edified and sustained, the greater arts and splendid theoretical sciences. '^^ But much more than this. On such holy and simple practice will be founded, indeed, at last, an infallible reli- gion. The greatest of all the mysteries of life and the most terrible, is the corruption of even the sincerest religion, which is not daily founded on rational, effective, humble,^ and helpful action. Helpful action, observe ! for there is just one law, which obeyed, keeps all religions pure — for- gotten, makes them all false. Whenever in any religious faith, dark or bright, we allow our minds to - dwell upon the points in which we differ from other people, we are wrong, and in the devil's power. That is the essence of the Pharisee's thanksgiving — " Lord, I thank thee that I am not as other men are." At every moment of our lives we should be trying to find out, not in what we differ with other people, but in what we agree with them ; and the moment we find we can agree as to anything that should be done, kind or good, (and who but fools couldn't?) then do it ; push at it together ; you can't quarrel in a side-by- 44: THE MTSTEET OF LTFE side push; but the moment that even the best men stop pushing, and begin talking, they mistake their pugnacity for piety, and it's all over. I will not speak of the crimes which in past times have been committed in the name of Christ, nor of the follies which are at this hour held to be consistent with obedience to Him ; but I will speak of the morbid corruption and waste of vital power in religious sentiment, by which the pure strength of that which should be the guiding soul of every nation, the splendour of its youthful manhood, and spotless light of its maidenhood, is averted or cast away. You may see continually girls who have never been taught to do a single useful thing thor- oughly ; who cannot sew, who cannot cook, who cannot cast an account, nor prepare a medicine, whose whole life has been passed either in play or in pride ; you will find girls like these, when they are earnest-hearted, cast all their innate passion of religious spirit, which was meant by God to support them through the irksomeness of daily toil, into grievous and vain meditation over the meaning of the great Book, of which no syllable was ever yet to be understood but through a deed ; all the instinctive wisdom and mercy of their womanhood made vain, and the glory of their pure consciences warped into fruitless agony con- cerning questions which the laws of common serviceable life would have either solved for them in an instant, or kept out of their way. Give such a girl any true work that will make her active in the dawn, and weary at night, with the consciousness that her fellow-creatures have in- AND ITS AETS. .45 deed been the better for her day, and the powerless sorrow of her enthusiasm will transform itself into a majesty of radiant and beneficent peace. So with our youths. We once taught them to make Latin verses, and called them educated ; now we teach them to leap and to row, and to hit a ball with a bat, and call them educated. Can they plough, can they sow, can they plant at the right time, or build with a steady hand ? Is it the effort of their lives to be chaste, knightly, faithful, holy in thought, lovely in word and deed ? 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