A French critic says of the "Titan":--

"It is a poem, a romance; a psychological _résumé_, a satire, an elegy,

a drama, a fantasy; having for theme and text the enigma of civilization

in the eighteenth century.

"How is it to end, this civilization which exaggerates alike

intellectual and industrial power at the expense of the life of the

soul,--wholly factitious, theatrical,--intoxicating, consuming itself

with pleasure, seeking everywhere new enjoyments,--exploring all the

secrets of nature, without being able to penetrate the first causes, the

secrets of God,--what will be the fate of these generations

supersaturated with romances, dramas, journals, with science, ambition,

with vehement aspirations after the unknown and impossible?...

"In augmenting the sum of its desires, will it augment the sum of its

happiness? Is it not going to increase immensely its capacity of

suffering?

"Will it not be the giant that scales heaven--

"And that falls crushed to death?

"TITAN!"

In giving his romance the title of "Titan," says the same writer, "it is

not Albano de Cesara the author has in view, but his antipode, Captain

Roquairol,--that romantic being, that insatiable lover of pleasure, that

anticipated Byron, that scaler of heaven,--who, after having piled

mountain upon mountain to attain his object, ends in finding himself

buried under the ruins....

"Even while at work upon 'Hesperus,' he had formed the resolution of

placing a pure man, great and noble, by the side of a reprobate, and of

surrounding them both with a multitude of beings corresponding to them.

He wished to concentrate in a single work all the ideas of high

philosophy which he had disseminated in his other creations, and to show

them followed by their natural consequences. So strong a mind could not

stop there: he resolved to show the absurdity of exaggeration, whether

in good or in evil, in virtue or in vice.

"Hence those reproductions of the same types, those satellites

gravitating around their respective planets; in fine, those parodies of

the principal personages of the drama.

"By the side of the coldness and the vast plans of Don Gaspard de

Cesara, we have the no less dangerous intrigues, though upon a less

elevated scale, of the Minister von Froulay; by the side of the

ventriloquist Uncle, the lying Roquairol; the Princess Isabelle is

opposed to Linda de Romeiro, the aerial Liana to her physical

counterpart, the Princess Idoine; the comic vulgarity of Dr. Sphex

contrasts with the more elevated buffoonery of Schoppe; and if we have

Bouverot, we have also Dion, that Greek so elegant and so noble, happy

mixture of the antique and the modern, that artist so sensible and so

true....

"The history of Albano, opposed to Roquairol, is the history, taken from

his tenderest childhood to the epoch of his greatest development, of a

being who, as the strictest consequence of a quite special education,

goes through life, wounding himself with all its griefs, drinking at the

source of all its lawful pleasures; suffering with nobleness, tasting of

happiness, but only the purest kind; exposed every instant to see

himself drawn away by fallacious principles, and nevertheless moving on

with a steady step towards the end which his reason has marked out for

him; sacrificing to the fulfilment of his duties all the delights that a

debauched court can offer a young man entering into the world. While all

the personages who gravitate around him, and who represent each a

different aberration from the fundamental principle of the work, fall

successively at his side, victims of the natural consequences of their

passions, he, strengthening himself by every fall of which he is

witness, ends by attaining the loftiest position which the ambition of

man can desire,--a position which he could not have expected, and for

which, consequently, he had not been able to make the sacrifices that,

in the course of the work, he does not cease to achieve."

The author whom we have thus copiously quoted alludes to Jean Paul's

having had the idea of "Titan" while writing "Hesperus." This reminds us

of a Philistine disparagement of the "Titan," that so many of the

characters of the other work reappear here under new names. There are

some critics who ought to object to the full moon, that she is only the

same old moon that we had, in her first quarter or half, several nights

ago. However, as we have not yet had "Hesperus" in English, nor are

likely to for some time, this kind of objection will not trouble English

readers of "Titan."

Jean Paul has been justly praised for his success in drawing and shading

female characters. Our French critic says: "Richter has the rare merit

of placing on the stage in the same work six female personages, who have

not a shadow of resemblance to each other, and who, from the moment of

their appearance on the scene to that of their quitting it, never

deviate a single minute from the character the author has given them."

The fate of his Titanide, Linda, created a loud remonstrance in Germany;

and one can hardly, indeed, help feeling as if poetic justice had been a

little caricatured, at least, in Richter's disposal of that half

strong-headed and half headstrong woman. Painful, however, as her end

is, the Translator could not listen an instant to the suggestion of

omitting a line of the scenes in which that terrible tragedy is brought

to a close.

When the "Titan" first appeared, complaint was made by some that there

was too much of drollery, by others that there was not enough; some

found too much sentimentality, others too much philosophy; the

Translator has found it full, if not of that brevity which is the soul

of _wit_ (not, however, of humor), yet of that variety which is the

spice of life.

The Translator (or Transplanter, for he aspires to the title) of this

huge production, in his solicitude to preserve the true German aroma of

its native earth, may have brought away some part of the soil, and even

stones, clinging to the roots (_stones of offence_ they may prove to

many, stones of stumbling to many more). He can only say, that if he had

made Jean Paul always talk in ordinary, conventional, straightforward,

instantly intelligible prose, the reader would not have had _Jean Paul

the Only_.

And yet it is confidently claimed that, under all the exuberance of

metaphor and simile, and learned technical illustrations and odd

digressions, and gorgeous episodes and witching interludes, that

characterizes Richter, every attentive and thoughtful reader will find a

broad and solid ground of real good sense and good feeling, and that in

this extraordinary man whom, at times, his best friends were almost

tempted to call a crazy giant, will be found one whose _heart_ (to use

the homely phrase) is ever _in the right place_.

It has seemed necessary to give a few notes, and only a few. Properly to

furnish such a work with annotations would require Jean Paul's own

voluminous un-commonplace-books of all out-of-the-way knowledge, and

that _Dictionary to Jean Paul_ which one of his countrymen began, but

unfortunately carried only through one of his works, the work on

Education, _Levana_.

The Translator desires emphatically to express his obligations to his

friend, Rev. Dr. Furness, of Philadelphia, and to _his_ friend, the

accomplished scholar, Mr. Knorr, to whose kind and patient care whatever

of accuracy or felicity there may be in his version of the first Jubilee

is largely due; also, to Rev. Dr. Hedge, and all the friends who have

helped him with suggestion and encouragement in this large and difficult

undertaking, he makes his warmest acknowledgments;--and he closes by

commending the Titan to all lovers of the humanities, confident (in the

words of Mrs. Lee, in her Life of Jean Paul) that "the more it is read,

the more it will be acknowledged a work of exalted genius, pure

morality, and perennial beauty."

C. T. B.

NEWPORT, R. I.

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