"On the day of his funeral, I spoke of the dead poet to a live

schoolmaster, a teacher of poor children, and he avowed to me,

quite simply, that he 'couldn't stand poetry--except a few hymns;'

that he had thoroughly disliked it ever since the day, when as a

schoolboy, he had to learn by heart portions of _The Lady of the

Lake_. I doubt whether this person could have named three pieces

of Tennyson's writing. He spoke with the consciousness of being

supported by general opinion in his own world.

"Some days before, I was sitting in a public room, where two men,

retired shopkeepers, exchanged an occasional word as they read

the morning's news. 'A great deal here about Lord Tennyson,' said

one. The 'Lord' was significant; I listened anxiously for his

companion's reply. 'Ah--yes.' The man moved uneasily, and added

at once: 'What do you think about this long-distance ride?' In

that room (I frequented it on successive days with this object)

not a syllable did I hear regarding Tennyson save the sentence

faithfully recorded. This was in the south of England; perhaps it

could not have happened in the north.

"As a boy, I at one time went daily to school by train. It

happened once that I was alone in the carriage with a commercial

traveller; my Horace was open before me, and it elicited a remark

from the man of samples, who spoke with the accent of that

northern county, and certainly did not belong to the educated

class. After a word or two, he opened his bag, and took out an

ancient copy, battered, thumbed, pencilled, of--Horatius Flaccus.

Without this, he told me, he never travelled. From a bare

smattering obtained at school, he had pursued the study of Latin;

Horace was dear to him; he indicated favourite odes----

"Everywhere there are the many and the few. What of the multitude

in higher spheres? Their leisure is ample; literature lies thick

about them. It would be amusing to know how many give one hour a

month to the greater poets....

"Believe me, Sir, yours faithfully,

"GEORGE GISSING.

"To Edmund Gosse, Esq."

II

M. MALLARMÉ AND SYMBOLISM

It was with not a little hesitation that I undertook to unravel a

corner of the mystic web, woven of sunbeams and electrical threads,

in which the poet of _L'Après-Midi d'un Faune_ conceals himself from

curious apprehension. There were a dozen chances of my interpretation

being wrong, and scarcely one of its being right. My delight therefore

may be conceived when I received a most gracious letter from the mage

himself; Apollonius was not more surprised when, by a fortunate chance,

one of his prophecies came true. I quote from this charming paper of

credentials, which proceeds to add some precious details:--

"Votre étude est un miracle de divination.... Les poëtes seuls ont le

droit de parler; parce qu'avant coup, ils savent. Il y a, entre toutes,

une phrase, où vous écartez tous voiles et désignez la chose avec une

clairvoyance de diamant, le voici: 'His aim ... is to use words in

such harmonious combination as will suggest to the reader a mood or a

condition _which is not mentioned in the text_, but is nevertheless

paramount in the poet's mind at the moment of composition.'

"Tout est là. Je fais de la Musique, et appelle ainsi non celle qu'on

peut tirer du rapprochement euphonique des mots, cette première

condition va de soi; mais l'au delà magiquement produit par certaines

dispositions de la parole, où celle-ci ne reste qu'à l'êtat de moyen de

communication matérielle avec le lecteur comme les touches du piano.

Vraiment entre les lignes et au-dessus du regard cela se passe, en

toute pureté, sans l'entremise de cordes à boyaux et de pistons comme

à l'orchestre, qui est déjà industriel; mais c'est la même chose que

l'orchestre, sauf que littérairement ou silencieusement. Les poëtes

de tous les temps n'ont jamais fait autrement et il est aujourd'hui,

voilà tout, amusant d'en avoir conscience. Employez Musique dans le

sens grec, au fond signifiant Idée au rythme entre les rapports; là,

plus divine que dans son expression publique ou Symphonique. Très mal

dit, en causant, mais vous saisissez ou plutôt aviez saisi toute au

long de cette belle étude qu'il faut garder telle quelle et intacte.

Je ne vous chicane que sur l'obscurité: non, cher poëte, excepté par

maladresse ou gaucherie je ne suis pas obscur, du moment qu'on me lit

pour y chercher ce que j'énonce plus haut, ou la manifestation d'un

art qui se sert--mettons incidemment, j'en sais la cause profonde--du

langage: et le deviens, bien sûr! si l'on se trompe et croit ouvrir le

journal....--Votre

STÉPHANE MALLARMÉ.

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One unpaired double quotation mark could not be corrected with

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