CHAPTER V

HIS RELIGIOUS VIEWS

It seems to me that it would be quite vain and useless to go on to a

review of Blake's art, and, incidentally, his poetry, without a

preliminary examination--as concise as may be--of the fundamental

religious and intellectual conceptions which made him the man he was, and

gave him so strange and subjective a point of view. Blake is no ordinary

painter, whose art-work is the only key to his inner life or to his

perceptions of beauty in the natural world.

He is an artist and a poet of the highest spiritual order, but he is also

a mystic. Messrs. Ellis and Yeats tell us that his rank as a mystic

entitles him to far more admiration and patient study than any claims he

may have as a mere painter and poet! Be that as it may (and some of us

cannot but hold the artist as the most glorious manifestation of the

divine on this earth!), it is certainly necessary to apprehend Blake the

mystic before we can enter into the spirit of Blake the artist.

His was a strange religious creed. It is evident that in early life he

obtained somehow or other many of the works of the great mystics and

studied them with passionate attention. Among them Swedenborg (whom,

however, he frequently criticised harshly) and Jacob Boehmen, the

wonderful shoemaker of the sixteenth century, seem to have exerted the

most lasting influence on his mind.

Swedenborg's doctrine of correspondences--the theory that natural

phenomena actually represent, or rather shadow, unseen spiritual

conditions and existence--attracted Blake at first reading, and became so

much a part of his mental fibre that one feels certain he would have

eventually fought his intellectual way out into this channel of thought

had Swedenborg never written. Nature seemed to Blake but the confused and

vague copy of something definite and perfect in "Imagination" or "Spirit."

"All things exist in the human imagination," and "in every bosom a

universe expands," he wrote, and in the human imagination and its reverend

preservation and cultivation lay man's only source of divine illumination,

he believed.

"If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man

as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up till he sees all things

through narrow chinks in his cavern," are illuminating words of his.

Blake's whole effort in life seemed to be the cleansing and spiritualizing

of the portals of the senses that he might see and hear and receive as

much of the infinite spirit as his humanity could hold.

The mission which he put clearly before him always, he expressed in these

words in his prophetic poem of "Jerusalem":

I rest not from my great task

To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes

Of Man inwards; into the Worlds of Thought, into Eternity

Ever expanding in the bosom of God, the Human Imagination.

No man ever sought more gallantly to batter down the walls of materialism

which were closing round the souls of men, to let in the sweet breath of

Spirit, and to unveil the Vision of the Universal Life. The immemorial

struggle between the body and the soul of man was never lost sight of by

him, though he sometimes seems to deny it, and his letters to Butts from

Felpham show something of his acute consciousness of the difficulty of

subduing his spectre or "selfhood." "Nature and religion," he announces

passionately, "are the fetters of Life." The orthodox narrow unspiritual

religion of his time and all times was repugnant to Blake, and aroused all

his fiery combative qualities. It seemed to him to be as actually a fetter

to the spirit as the carnal nature of man. Religion was to him a matter of

intuition, and not a question of creed or dogma at all. He gives a picture

of ordinary religious conceptions in the poem called the "Everlasting

Gospel":

The vision of Christ that thou dost see

Is my vision's greatest enemy.

Thine is the friend of all mankind;

Mine speaks in parables to the blind.

Thine loves the same world that mine hates,

Thy heaven-doors are my hell-gates.

Socrates taught what Miletus

Loathed as a nation's bitterest curse;

And Caiaphas was, in his own mind,

A benefactor to mankind.

Both read the Bible day and night;

But thou read'st black where I read white.

The last line is very significant of Blake. The world which made so decent

and respectable a thing out of Christianity, which called success and

opportunism the favour of God, and hailed the Prince of this world by the

name of Christ, excited Blake's utmost antagonism. He announced definite

counter doctrines on his part, and advocated in his vehemence, almost as

partial a view of things, as in their own way, did the materialists of his

time. "La verite est dans une nuance," Renan has declared, but the swing

of the pendulum of opinion must alternate from one extreme to the other

before the precise "nuance" can be determined. Blake's noble but often

impractical views have yet a practical utility, for only through a

knowledge of the extreme, can the mean be discriminated. Of his own

personal religion it might be said that certain fantastic and strange

tenets he _chose_ to believe because they pleased him, as we may choose to

believe in this or that section of the Catholic Church; but the most

quintessential, intimate, and spiritual of his views were not beliefs at

all, but simply and purely knowledge. He _knew_, by an intuition beyond

reason, things outside the ken of ordinary men.

The deep melodies of the super-sensible universe reverberated through his

soul, and he could never therefore think much of the hum and clamour of

this material world. From this intuitive and rapt knowledge of the mystic

there is no appeal, for it transcends human experience, and when Blake had

it, he was prophet (teller of hidden things) indeed. But when he chose to

believe and assert complex and sometimes contradictory doctrines, the

affair is different, and we may give or withhold our intellectual sympathy

as we will. In any case the spiritual and unorthodox creed which was the

lamp of truth to this beautiful soul is worthy of deep reverence, but I

cannot altogether agree with Messrs. Ellis and Yeats that a _consistent_

basis of mysticism underlies Blake's writings. Even a system of mystic

philosophy requires to be stated comprehensibly and in a recognizable

literary form, and the prophetic books (in which the greater part of

Blake's views are expressed) have no form nor sequence, and are as chaotic

and dim as dreams. Messrs. Ellis and Yeats, it is true, have constructed

an elaborate, imaginative and very coherent thought-structure out of

Blake's prophetic writings, but owing to the looseness, confusion and

unintelligible character of the greater part of the symbolic books

themselves, the deftly woven web of mysticism which they present to us as

Blake's does not carry conviction with it. It is suggestive, deeply

sympathetic with Blake--sometimes radiantly illuminating--but seems an

independent treatise rather than an exposition. Deeply as all students of

Blake must feel themselves indebted to Messrs. Ellis and Yeats for their

learned work, and the real help it has afforded to a clearer view of his

unique personality, I cannot but think that every man will--nay

_must_--interpret Blake for himself. He was too erratic, too emotional,

too much the artist, the apostle of discernment and the enemy of reason

and science, to have constructed the closely-reasoned,

carefully-articulated system of thought which they describe so

graphically. Blake was an intuitive mystic, not a systematic or learned

one. However, if Messrs. Ellis and Yeats have appreciated Blake's

mysticism, in all its strange convolutions and cloudy gyrations, they have

done so not by following his expressed thoughts but by stating from a

sympathetic insight denied to others, what he himself left unexpressed.

This does not materially concern the student of Blake's art and poetry,

but it _does_ deeply concern them that they should ascertain the _main_

opinions which we know he held and the nature of the spiritual insight

that obviously moulded his intellect, and hence his art.

He had a startlingly naive and original mental perspective, and he

focussed profound and virgin thought on Life, Spirit and Art. Virgin

thought it was indeed, for tradition had little hold on him, and the

social, political and intellectual movements of his time passed by him,

washing round the rock on which he sat isolated, but leaving him almost

untouched by their influence and atmosphere. He was never swept into the

current of contemporary life, but was as removed from the London of his

time as if his rooms had been an Alpine tower of silence, instead of being

in the very heart and turmoil of the city.

He belonged to no particular age. We could never think of him, for

instance, like Rossetti or William Morris, as an exile from the middle

ages who had fallen upon an uncongenial nineteenth century. He lived apart

in a world of spirit, and concerned himself with the great elementary

problems of all ages, bringing none of the bias or characteristic mental

hamper of his generation to bear upon these considerations. His art

necessarily ranges in the same primeval world, not yet thoroughly removed

from chaos.

Mr. Swinburne, in his eloquent critical essay on Blake, finds him largely

pantheistic in his views. There is something in Blake of the rapt

indifference to externals, found in the Buddhist.

Here is a characteristic assertion of his:

"God is in the lowest effects as well as in the highest causes. He is

become a worm that he may nourish the weak. For let it be remembered that

creation is God descending according to the weakness of man: our Lord is

the Word of God, and everything on earth is the Word of God, and in its

essence is _God_." Here certainly speaks the pantheist.

From the study of Blake's writings the following points--and they are

important to our future understanding of his art-work--stand out clearly

defined. He believed in a great permeating unconditioned spirit--God--of

whose nature men also partake, but subjected to the conditions and moral

nature which result from sexual and generative humanity. And beside the

unnameable supreme God there is another God, the creator Urizen, who is a

sort of divine demon. He it is who has divided humanity into sexes, and

inclosed the universal soul in separate bodies, and set up a code of

morals which bears no relation to the supreme God, Who being altogether

removed from, and above, the generative nature of man, does not Himself

conform to "laws of restriction and forbidding."

Urizen, who imprisons and torments conditioned humanity, is somehow

subduable by this same humanity of his own invention, and Christ, the

perfect man filled as full as may be with the Divine Spirit (for "a cup

may not contain more than its capaciousness"), rises in the hearts of

humanity, and effects its freedom, by aspiring past the Creator, to the

Altogether Divine, and uniting with it.

Jehovah addressing Christ, as the highest type and flower of humanity,

says to him, in the poem called the "Everlasting Gospel":

If thou humblest thyself thou humblest me.

Thou art a man: God is no more:

Thine own humanity learn to adore,

For that is my spirit of life.

This makes us think of Blake's follower, Walt Whitman, who in the same

sort of turgid and chaotic poetry in which Blake wrote the prophetic

books, but with no mystic clouds to shroud the meaning, has consistently

developed this thought: "One's self I sing, a simple separate person," and

"none has begun to think how divine he himself is," etc.

In Blake's conversations with Crabb Robinson, this mystic view of Christ

is very apparent. "On my asking," writes Mr. Robinson, "in what light he

viewed the great questions of the duty of Jesus," he said, "He is the only

God. But then," he added, "and so am I, and so are you."

Keeping this point in view,--Blake's belief in the identity of the Spirit

of God behind all phenomena, the homogeneous character of the great

creative Energy or Imagination expressing Itself through various forms and

organisms,--another extract from Crabb Robinson's diary will help us still

nearer home to Blake's point of view. He writes: "In the same tone, he

said repeatedly, 'The Spirit told me.' I took occasion to say, 'You

express yourself as Socrates used to do. What resemblance do you suppose

there is between your spirit and his?' 'The same as between our

countenances.' He paused and added, 'I was Socrates,' and then, as if

correcting himself, 'a sort of brother. I must have had conversations with

him. So I had with Jesus Christ. I have an obscure recollection of having

been with both of them.' I suggested on philosophic grounds the

impossibility of supposing an immortal being created an _a parte post_

without an _a parte ante_. His eye brightened at this, and he fully

concurred with me. 'To be sure, it is impossible. We are all co-existent

with God, members of the Divine Body. We are all partakers of the Divine

Nature.'"

The latter words seem as ordinary and orthodox as on first reading his

assertion that he was Socrates seems wild and mad. But all Blake really

meant (and I think Crabb Robinson only half took his meaning) was, that

the vegetative universe being a mere shadow, so are the accidents of

personality, the age one is born into, the organic form which incloses the

spirit. So his personality and that of Socrates, their imprisonment in the

"vegetative" life were differences of no account, being transitory. But he

and Socrates were one (or at least related) at the point where their

spirits (the eternal verity) touched, and melted each into the other.

He understood the Bible in its spiritual sense. As to the natural sense,

"Voltaire was commissioned by God to expose that. I have had much

intercourse with Voltaire, and he said to me, 'I blasphemed the Son of

Man, and it shall be forgiven me, but they (the enemies of Voltaire)

blasphemed the Holy Ghost in me, and it shall not be forgiven them.'" This

affords an instance of the manner in which Blake intuitively probed

beneath the appearance, and divined the spirit beneath, discarding the

fact or body with which it clothed itself. Another characteristic opinion

of Blake's, and one that moulded much of his work, is the following:

"Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and Repulsion, Reason

and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to human existence. From these

contraries spring what the religious call Good and Evil. Good is the

passive that obeys Reason. Evil is the active, springing from Energy. Good

is Heaven, Evil is Hell."

"All Bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors:

"1. That man has two existing principles, viz., a Body and a Soul.

"2. That energy, called evil, is alone from the body, and that Heaven,

called Good, is alone from the soul.

"3. That God will torment man in Eternity for following his energies. But

the following contraries are true:

"1. Man has no Body distinct from Soul, for that called Body is a portion

of Soul discerned by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this

age.

"2. Energy is the only life, and is from the body, and reason is the bound

or outward circumference of energy.

"3. Energy is eternal delight."

These postulates form links in a chain of thought, another progression of

which is developed in "Jerusalem." Blake writes: "There is a limit of

opaqueness and a limit of contraction in every individual man, and the

limit of opaqueness is called Satan, and the limit of contraction is

called Adam. But there is no limit of expansion, there is no limit of

translucence in the bosom of man for ever from eternity to eternity."

Certainly there was no limit in his own bosom, and in vision he expanded

away from his own "ego" and merged in the universal life, the

all-pervading Spirit. Opaqueness and contraction were the only forms of

evil he recognized, and these are negative rather than active qualities.

Indeed, Blake often seems to deny the existence of sin at all. Again

referring to the invaluable record that Crabb Robinson has left of

Blake--I quote always from Messrs. Ellis and Yeats' complete reprint of

the part of the diary referring to him--"He allowed, indeed, that there

are errors, mistakes, etc., and if these be evil, then there is evil. But

these are only negations. He denied that the natural world is anything. It

is all nothing, and Satan's empire is the empire of nothing."

In another place he writes: "Negations are not contraries. Contraries

exist. But negations exist not; nor shall they ever be organized for ever

and ever." Contraries, 'the marriage of Heaven and Hell,' seemed necessary

and right to him, and the urge and recoil natural correlatives.

The great strife with Blake was always that between reason and

imagination, experience and spiritual discernment.

The greater part of humanity seemed to him to see _with_ the natural eye

natural phenomena only. This was accordingly opaque to them, and did not

let through the light of the Universal Spirit or Imagination, seen with

which alone it was beautiful, as being then the symbol of something

immeasureably greater than itself. Locke and Newton, the men of "single

vision" as he called them, were the types of this part of humanity. He

would fain have had men look _through_ the eye at the infinite imagination

which is the cause of phenomena.

[Illustration: DEATH'S DOOR: FROM BLAIR'S "GRAVE"

Engraved by L. Schiavonetti after Blake's drawing. Published 1808]

As he states in a glorious passage in his prose essay of the Last

Judgement: "Mental things are alone real: what is called corporeal nobody

knows of; its dwelling-place is a fallacy, and its existence an imposture.

Where is the existence out of mind, or thought? where is it but in the

mind of a fool? Some people flatter themselves that there will be no

Last Judgement, and that bad art will be adopted, and mixed with good

art--that error or experiment will make a part of truth--and they boast

that it is its foundation. These people flatter themselves; I will not

flatter them. Error is created, truth is eternal. Error or creation will

be burnt up, and then, and not till then, truth or eternity will appear.

It is burned up the moment men cease to behold it." (This is a mystical

utterance, a spiritual discernment which will repay thoughtful

consideration. It gives the Last Judgement--hitherto conceived of by the

orthodox as a terribly material and mundane affair--an imaginative and

esoteric significance very grateful and welcome to the spiritually

sensitive.) "I assert for myself, that I do not behold the outward

creation, and that to me it is hindrance and not action. 'What!' it will

be questioned, 'when the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire,

somewhat like a guinea?' Oh! no! no! I see an innumerable company of the

heavenly host, crying: 'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty.' I

question not my corporeal eye, any more than I would question a window

concerning a sight. I look through it, and not with it."

One of Blake's most beautiful conceptions of God is as the universal

"Poetic Genius," and he was very fond of asserting that Art is Religion,

which indeed it is when, like his own, it represents the forms of this

world as the transparent media through which pulses the light of the

universal Poetic Genius. Another belief of Blake's must be quoted before I

leave this part of our subject: "Men are admitted into heaven, not because

they have curbed and governed their passions, or have no passions, but

because they have cultivated their understandings. The treasures of heaven

are not negations of passion, but realities of intellect, from which all

the passions emanate, uncurbed in their eternal glory.

"The fool shall not enter into heaven, let him be ever so holy; holiness

is not the price of entrance into heaven. Those who are cast out are all

those who, having no passions of their own, because no intellect, have

spent their lives in curbing and governing other people's by the various

arts of poverty, and cruelty of all kinds. The modern Church crucifies

Christ with the head downwards." And again, "Many persons, such as Paine

and Voltaire, with some of the ancient Greeks, say: "We will not converse

concerning good and evil, we will live in Paradise and Liberty! You may do

so in spirit, but not in the mortal body, as you pretend, till after the

Last Judgment. For in Paradise they have no corporeal and mortal body:

_that_ originated with the Fall and was called Death, and cannot be

removed but by a Last Judgment. While we are in the world of mortality, we

must suffer--the whole Creation groans to be delivered....

"Forgiveness of sin is only at the judgment-seat of Jesus the Saviour,

where the accuser is cast out, not because he sins, but because he

torments the just, and makes them do what he condemns as sin, and what he

knows is opposite to their own identity."

And now I must gather together all the frayed ends of this diffuse but

necessary chapter, and put the vital points, around which the seeming

incongruities and strangenesses of Blake's assertions arrange themselves,

into a symmetrical if not an organic whole. The oneness of the Eternal

Imagination, "Universal Poetic Genius," or God the Spirit, was the golden

background to Blake's vision of life. And on this unity he saw contrasted

the endless diversity of the spirit's expression in phenomena. All error

(not sin, which he did not believe to exist) came from the fall of the

spirit (through Urizen the creator) into division and the sexual and

generative life of man. This tended to a closing up of man into separate

selfhoods, and each selfhood, in its effort to preserve its corporeal

existence and separate character, was guilty of error, and gradually the

inlets through which communication with the Universal Spirit was

maintained became closed up, and were senses only available, in most men,

for the uses of the natural world. This condition leads to spiritual

negation, but is merely temporary, for when the body is destroyed at

death, which is the Last Judgement, Urizen's power is broken, and the

soul, however attenuated (as long as not altogether atrophied), returns to

its pristine union with the Universal Spirit, and, though completely

merged in it, yet in some wonderful way it preserves its own identity, or

essential quality, while the body, which is error, is "burnt up." But even

in the prison of the bodily life Humanity may be delivered from the

cramping and negative effect of the selfhood, through Jesus Christ, who

exists as the Human Divine in every heart, and who at the voice of the

Universal Spirit rises from the grave of selfhood, and draws the Christian

up into the life of that spirit where is no error nor negation.

It naturally follows that to Blake the one important point was to keep the

senses, "the chief inlet of soul," perpetually cleansed and open, that he

might descry the Great Reality of which Nature and all her phenomena are

but a symbol or shadow.

In fact, Blake's hope for man lay in the contrary of Herbert Spencer's

philosophy. The continuous evolution into new divisions and organisms,

separate selfhoods and particles, was to him the falling of Urizen, head

downwards, and bound with the snake of materiality, deeper and deeper into

the abyss. By union, not division, by aspiring into the universal life, by

conquering the selfhood and cleaving to the divine element (Jesus Christ)

which exists in every human heart, Blake conceived that man might, if he

would, find salvation, true vision, and everlasting life. His own vision

was always double or symbolic, and he prayed to be delivered from "single

vision" and "Newton's sleep." For the preoccupation with Nature as an end

in itself and an object worthy of study was to him the great error, a sign

of the horror of great darkness that clouded the human intelligence.

In moments of a special inrush of spiritual apprehension his vision was

"threefold," and sometimes "fourfold," which suggests that vista behind

vista unrolled itself, revealing untellable truth and beauty to his keen

etherealized sight.

These things, not being matters of common experience, must be received and

understood intuitively, and not Blake himself can always make them

comprehensible to us. His language and visions recall the language and

visions of the Prophet Ezekiel, whose writings were read and re-read by

him till they created a frenzy of excitement in his sensitive brain.

His opinion of women, far from being in accordance with our modern

emancipated views, was somewhat oriental, though among his poems we may

find many instances of sweet and spiritual femininity.

When Urizen created Man and walled him up in his separate organism with

five senses, like five small chinks in a cavern to let in the outside

light, he gave him a dual nature, male and female, so that he was at first

a hermaphrodite. "The female portion of man trying to get the ascendency

of the male portion caused inward strife," so a further subdivision

occurred, and Man cast out his female portion, which became woman, and was

a mere "emanation" of man. "There is no such thing in eternity as a female

will," writes Blake oracularly, his happy experience being based doubtless

on the beautiful subjection of Catherine Blake to his own overmastering

personality. Yet he is bound to exclaim in "Jerusalem," "What may man be?

Who can tell? But what may woman be, to have power over man from cradle to

corruptible grave." We may fairly say that the inferior shadowy nature

which he imputes to woman was one of those opinions which he chose to

adopt, though his real and unconscious belief regarding her was possibly

very different. Be that as it may, he often makes her serve as a symbol

for material existence, obviously an infelicitous parallel.

Having very briefly indicated the nature of Blake's religious and mystical

opinions, it remains for us to say a word about his mythology.

In a letter written to Mr. Butts while Blake was at Felpham, these lines

occur among some verses, and will I think help us:

For a double vision is always with me.

With my inward eye, 'tis an old man gray;

With my outward, a thistle across the way.

The personification and nomenclature of these double visions of his seem

to suggest the genesis of this mythology. He has peopled a twilight mental

world with a dim shadowy population of personified states and conditions.

They bear strange mouth-filling names, such as Orc, Fuzon, Rintrah,

Palamabron, Enitharmon, Oothoon and Ololon. What each symbolizes must be

determined by the reader for himself. No explanation of their separate

functions will be attempted in this book. Messrs. Ellis and Yeats have

carried explanation and analytic criticism as far as it can be carried,

and the reader who is interested in the literary matter of the prophetic

books should consult their learned work as well as Mr. Swinburne's

highly-suggestive critical essay.

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