LACKS AND WANTS YET

Of most foreign countries, small or large, from the remotest times

known, down to our own, each has contributed after its kind, directly

or indirectly, at least one great undying song, to help vitalize and

increase the valor, wisdom, and elegance of humanity, from the points of

view attain'd by it up to date. The stupendous epics of India, the holy

Bible itself, the Homeric canticles, the Nibelungen, the Cid Campeador,

the Inferno, Shakspere's dramas of the passions and of the feudal lords,

Burns's songs, Goethe's in Germany, Tennyson's poems in England, Victor

Hugo's in France, and many more, are the widely various yet integral

signs or land-marks, (in certain respects the highest set up by the

human mind and soul, beyond science, invention, political amelioration,

&c.,) narrating in subtlest, best ways, the long, long routes of

history, and giving identity to the stages arrived at by aggregate

humanity, and the conclusions assumed in its progressive and varied

civilizations.... Where is America's art-rendering, in any thing like

the spirit worthy of herself and the modern, to these characteristic

immortal monuments? So far, our Democratic society, (estimating its

various strata, in the mass, as one,) possesses nothing--nor have we

contributed any characteristic music, the finest tie of nationality--to

make up for that glowing, blood-throbbing, religious, social, emotional,

artistic, indefinable, indescribably beautiful charm and hold which

fused the separate parts of the old feudal societies together, in their

wonderful interpenetration, in Europe and Asia, of love, belief,

and loyalty, running one way like a living weft--and picturesque

responsibility, duty, and blessedness, running like a warp the other

way. (In the Southern States, under slavery, much of the same.)...

In coincidence, and as things now exist in the States, what is more

terrible, more alarming, than the total want of any such fusion

and mutuality of love, belief, and rapport of interest, between

the comparatively few successful rich, and the great masses of the

unsuccessful, the poor? As a mixed political and social question, is not

this full of dark significance? Is it not worth considering as a problem

and puzzle in our democracy--an indispensable want to be supplied?

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