II

Dionysius, the Areopagite, wrote that ‘He has set the borders of

the nations according to His angels.’ It is these angels, each one

the genius of some race about to be unfolded, that are the founders

of intellectual traditions; and as lovers understand in their first

glance all that is to befall them, and as poets and musicians see the

whole work in its first impulse, so races prophesy at their awakening

whatever the generations that are to prolong their traditions shall

accomplish in detail. It is only at the awakening—as in ancient Greece,

or in Elizabethan England, or in contemporary Scandinavia—that great

numbers of men understand that a right understanding of life and of

destiny is more important than amusement. In London, where all the

intellectual traditions gather to die, men hate a play if they are told

it is literature, for they will not endure a spiritual superiority; but

in Athens, where so many intellectual traditions were born, Euripides

once changed hostility to enthusiasm by asking his playgoers whether

it was his business to teach them, or their business to teach him.

New races understand instinctively, because the future cries in their

ears, that the old revelations are insufficient, and that all life

is revelation beginning in miracle and enthusiasm, and dying out as

it unfolds itself in what we have mistaken for progress. It is one of

our illusions, as I think, that education, the softening of manners,

the perfecting of law—countless images of a fading light—can create

nobleness and beauty, and that life moves slowly and evenly towards

some perfection. Progress is miracle, and it is sudden, because

miracles are the work of an all-powerful energy, and nature in herself

has no power except to die and to forget. If one studies one’s own

mind, one comes to think with Blake, that ‘every time less than a

pulsation of the artery is equal to six thousand years, for in this

period the poet’s work is done; and all the great events of time start

forth and are conceived in such a period, within a pulsation of the

artery.’

February, 1900.

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