CHAPTER XII.

1873-1878. AET. 70-75.

Publication of "Parnassus."--Emerson Nominated as Candidate for the

Office of Lord Rector of Glasgow University.--Publication of

"Letters and Social Aims." Contents: Poetry and Imagination.--Social

Aims.--Eloquence.--Resources.--The Comic.--Quotation and

Originality.--Progress of Culture.--Persian Poetry.--Inspiration.--

Greatness.--Immortality.--Address at the Unveiling of the Statue of "The

Minute-Man" at Concord.--Publication of Collected Poems.

In December, 1874, Emerson published "Parnassus," a Collection of Poems

by British and American authors. Many readers may like to see his

subdivisions and arrangement of the pieces he has brought together.

They are as follows: "Nature."--"Human Life."--"Intellectual."

--"Contemplation."--"Moral and Religious."--"Heroic."--"Personal."

--"Pictures."--"Narrative Poems and Ballads."--"Songs."--"Dirges and

Pathetic Poems."--"Comic and Humorous."--"Poetry of Terror."--"Oracles

and Counsels."

I have borrowed so sparingly from the rich mine of Mr. George Willis

Cooke's "Ralph Waldo Emerson, His Life, Writings, and Philosophy," that

I am pleased to pay him the respectful tribute of taking a leaf from his

excellent work.

"This collection," he says,

"was the result of his habit, pursued for many years, of copying

into his commonplace book any poem which specially pleased him. Many

of these favorites had been read to illustrate his lectures on

the English poets. The book has no worthless selections, almost

everything it contains bearing the stamp of genius and worth. Yet

Emerson's personality is seen in its many intellectual and serious

poems, and in the small number of its purely religious selections.

With two or three exceptions he copies none of those devotional

poems which have attracted devout souls.--His poetical sympathies

are shown in the fact that one third of the selections are from the

seventeenth century. Shakespeare is drawn on more largely than any

other, no less than eighty-eight selections being made from him. The

names of George Herbert, Herrick, Ben Jonson, and Milton frequently

appear. Wordsworth appears forty-three times, and stands next to

Shakespeare; while Burns, Byron, Scott, Tennyson, and Chaucer make

up the list of favorites. Many little known pieces are included, and

some whose merit is other than poetical.--This selection of poems

is eminently that of a poet of keen intellectual tastes. I

not popular in character, omitting many public favorites, and

introducing very much which can never be acceptable to the general

reader. The Preface is full of interest for its comments on many of

the poems and poets appearing in these selections."

I will only add to Mr. Cooke's criticism these two remarks: First, that

I have found it impossible to know under which of his divisions to look

for many of the poems I was in search of; and as, in the earlier copies

at least, there was no paged index where each author's pieces were

collected together, one had to hunt up his fragments with no little loss

of time and patience, under various heads, "imitating the careful search

that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris." The other remark is that

each one of Emerson's American fellow-poets from whom he has quoted

would gladly have spared almost any of the extracts from the poems of

his brother-bards, if the editor would only have favored us with some

specimens of his own poetry, with a single line of which he has not seen

fit to indulge us.

In 1874 Emerson received the nomination by the independent party among

the students of Glasgow University for the office of Lord Rector. He

received five hundred votes against seven hundred for Disraeli, who was

elected. He says in a letter to Dr. J. Hutchinson Sterling:--

"I count that vote as quite the fairest laurel that has ever fallen

on me; and I cannot but feel deeply grateful to my young friends in

the University, and to yourself, who have been my counsellor and my

too partial advocate."

Mr. Cabot informs us in his Prefatory Note to "Letters and Social Aims,"

that the proof sheets of this volume, now forming the eighth of the

collected works, showed even before the burning of his house and the

illness which followed from the shock, that his loss of memory and of

mental grasp was such as to make it unlikely that he would in any case

have been able to accomplish what he had undertaken. Sentences, even

whole pages, were repeated, and there was a want of order beyond what

even he would have tolerated:--

"There is nothing here that he did not write, and he gave his

full approval to whatever was done in the way of selection and

arrangement; but I cannot say that he applied his mind very closely

to the matter."

This volume contains eleven Essays, the subjects of which, as just

enumerated, are very various. The longest and most elaborate paper is

that entitled "Poetry and Imagination." I have room for little more than

the enumeration of the different headings of this long Essay. By these

it will be seen how wide a ground it covers. They are "Introductory;"

"Poetry;" "Imagination;" "Veracity;" "Creation;" "Melody, Rhythm, Form;"

"Bards and Trouveurs;" "Morals;" "Transcendency." Many thoughts with

which we are familiar are reproduced, expanded, and illustrated in this

Essay. Unity in multiplicity, the symbolism of nature, and others of his

leading ideas appear in new phrases, not unwelcome, for they look fresh

in every restatement. It would be easy to select a score of pointed

sayings, striking images, large generalizations. Some of these we find

repeated in his verse. Thus:--

"Michael Angelo is largely filled with the Creator that made and

makes men. How much of the original craft remains in him, and he a

mortal man!"

And so in the well remembered lines of "The Problem":--

"Himself from God he could not free."

"He knows that he did not make his thought,--no, his thought made him,

and made the sun and stars."

"Art might obey but not surpass.

The passive Master lent his hand

To the vast soul that o'er him planned."

Hope is at the bottom of every Essay of Emerson's as it was at the

bottom of Pandora's box:--

"I never doubt the riches of nature, the gifts of the future, the

immense wealth of the mind. O yes, poets we shall have, mythology,

symbols, religion of our own.

--"Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every

fair and manly trait shall add a richer strain to the song."

Under the title "Social Aims" he gives some wise counsel concerning

manners and conversation. One of these precepts will serve as a

specimen--if we have met with it before it is none the worse for wear:--

"Shun the negative side. Never worry people with; your contritions,

nor with dismal views of politics or society. Never name sickness;

even if you could trust yourself on that perilous topic, beware of

unmuzzling a valetudinarian, who will give you enough of it."

We have had one Essay on "Eloquence" already. One extract from this new

discourse on the same subject must serve our turn:--

"These are ascending stairs,--a good voice, winning manners, plain

speech, chastened, however, by the schools into correctness; but

we must come to the main matter, of power of statement,--know your

fact; hug your fact. For the essential thing is heat, and heat comes

of sincerity. Speak what you know and believe; and are personally in

it; and are answerable for every word. Eloquence is _the power to_

_translate a truth into language perfectly intelligible to the

person to whom you speak_."

The italics are Emerson's.

If our learned and excellent John Cotton used to sweeten his mouth

before going to bed with a bit of Calvin, we may as wisely sweeten and

strengthen our sense of existence with a morsel or two from Emerson's

Essay on "Resources":--

"A Schopenhauer, with logic and learning and wit, teaching

pessimism,--teaching that this is the worst of all possible worlds,

and inferring that sleep is better than waking, and death than

sleep,--all the talent in the world cannot save him from being

odious. But if instead of these negatives you give me affirmatives;

if you tell me that there is always life for the living; that what

man has done man can do; that this world belongs to the energetic;

that there is always a way to everything desirable; that every man

is provided, in the new bias of his faculty, with a key to

nature, and that man only rightly knows himself as far as he has

experimented on things,--I am invigorated, put into genial and

working temper; the horizon opens, and we are full of good-will and

gratitude to the Cause of Causes."

The Essay or Lecture on "The Comic" may have formed a part of a series

he had contemplated on the intellectual processes. Two or three sayings

in it will show his view sufficiently:--

"The essence of all jokes, of all comedy, seems to be an honest or

well-intended halfness; a non-performance of what is pretended to

be performed, at the same time that one is giving loud pledges of

performance.

"If the essence of the Comic be the contrast in the intellect

between the idea and the false performance, there is good reason why

we should be affected by the exposure. We have no deeper interest

than our integrity, and that we should be made aware by joke and by

stroke of any lie we entertain. Besides, a perception of the comic

seems to be a balance-wheel in our metaphysical structure. It

appears to be an essential element in a fine character.--A rogue

alive to the ludicrous is still convertible. If that sense is lost,

his fellow-men can do little for him."

These and other sayings of like purport are illustrated by

well-preserved stories and anecdotes not for the most part of very

recent date.

"Quotation and Originality" furnishes the key to Emerson's workshop. He

believed in quotation, and borrowed from everybody and every book. Not

in any stealthy or shame-faced way, but proudly, royally, as a king

borrows from one of his attendants the coin that bears his own image and

superscription.

"All minds quote. Old and new make the warp and woof of every

moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two

strands.--We quote not only books and proverbs, but arts, sciences,

religion, customs, and laws; nay, we quote temples and houses,

tables and chairs by imitation.--

"The borrowing is often honest enough and comes of magnanimity and

stoutness. A great man quotes bravely, and will not draw on his

invention when his memory serves him with a word as good.

"Next to the originator of a good sentence is the first quoter of

it."--

--"The Progress of Culture," his second Phi Beta Kappa oration, has

already been mentioned.

--The lesson of self-reliance, which he is never tired of inculcating,

is repeated and enforced in the Essay on "Greatness."

"There are certain points of identity in which these masters agree.

Self-respect is the early form in which greatness appears.--Stick to

your own; don't inculpate yourself in the local, social, or national

crime, but follow the path your genius traces like the galaxy of

heaven for you to walk in.

"Every mind has a new compass, a new direction of its own,

differencing its genius and aim from every other mind.--We call this

specialty the _bias_ of each individual. And none of us will ever

accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens

to this whisper which is heard by him alone."

If to follow this native bias is the first rule, the second is

concentration.--To the bias of the individual mind must be added the

most catholic receptivity for the genius of others.

"Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: Every

man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of

him."--

"The man whom we have not seen, in whom no regard of self degraded

the adorer of the laws,--who by governing himself governed others;

sportive in manner, but inexorable in act; who sees longevity in his

cause; whose aim is always distinct to him; who is suffered to be

himself in society; who carries fate in his eye;--he it is whom we

seek, encouraged in every good hour that here or hereafter he shall

he found."

What has Emerson to tell us of "Inspiration?"

"I believe that nothing great or lasting can be done except by

inspiration, by leaning on the secret augury.--

"How many sources of inspiration can we count? As many as our

affinities. But to a practical purpose we may reckon a few of

these."

I will enumerate them briefly as he gives them, but not attempting to

reproduce his comments on each:--

1. Health. 2. The experience of writing letters. 3. The renewed

sensibility which comes after seasons of decay or eclipse of the

faculties. 4. The power of the will. 5. Atmospheric causes, especially

the influence of morning. 6. Solitary converse with nature. 7. Solitude

of itself, like that of a country inn in summer, and of a city hotel

in winter. 8. Conversation. 9. New poetry; by which, he says, he means

chiefly old poetry that is new to the reader.

"Every book is good to read which sets the reader in a working

mood."

What can promise more than an Essay by Emerson on "Immortality"? It is

to be feared that many readers will transfer this note of interrogation

to the Essay itself. What is the definite belief of Emerson as expressed

in this discourse,--what does it mean? We must tack together such

sentences as we can find that will stand for an answer:--

"I think all sound minds rest on a certain preliminary conviction,

namely, that if it be best that conscious personal life shall

continue, it will continue; if not best, then it will not; and we,

if we saw the whole, should of course see that it was better so."

This is laying the table for a Barmecide feast of nonentity, with the

possibility of a real banquet to be provided for us. But he continues:--

"Schiller said, 'What is so universal as death must be benefit.'"

He tells us what Michael Angelo said, how Plutarch felt, how Montesquieu

thought about the question, and then glances off from it to the terror

of the child at the thought of life without end, to the story of the two

skeptical statesmen whose unsatisfied inquiry through a long course of

years he holds to be a better affirmative evidence than their failure

to find a confirmation was negative. He argues from our delight in

permanence, from the delicate contrivances and adjustments of created

things, that the contriver cannot be forever hidden, and says at last

plainly:--

"Everything is prospective, and man is to live hereafter. That the

world is for his education is the only sane solution of the enigma."

But turn over a few pages and we may read:--

"I confess that everything connected with our personality fails.

Nature never spares the individual; we are always balked of a

complete success; no prosperity is promised to our self-esteem. We

have our indemnity only in the moral and intellectual reality to

which we aspire. That is immortal, and we only through that. The

soul stipulates for no private good. That which is private I see not

to be good. 'If truth live, I live; if justice live, I live,'

said one of the old saints, 'and these by any man's suffering are

enlarged and enthroned.'"

Once more we get a dissolving view of Emerson's creed, if such a word

applies to a statement like the following:--

--"I mean that I am a better believer, and all serious souls are

better believers in the immortality than we can give grounds for.

The real evidence is too subtle, or is higher than we can write down

in propositions, and therefore Wordsworth's 'Ode' is the best modern

essay on the subject."

Wordsworth's "Ode" is a noble and beautiful dream; is it anything more?

The reader who would finish this Essay, which I suspect to belong to an

early period of Emerson's development, must be prepared to plunge

into mysticism and lose himself at last in an Oriental apologue. The

eschatology which rests upon an English poem and an Indian fable belongs

to the realm of reverie and of imagination rather than the domain of

reason.

On the 19th of April, 1875, the hundredth anniversary of the "Fight at

the Bridge," Emerson delivered a short Address at the unveiling of the

statue of "The Minute-Man," erected at the place of the conflict, to

commemorate the event. This is the last Address he ever wrote, though he

delivered one or more after this date. From the manuscript which lies

before me I extract a single passage:--

"In the year 1775 we had many enemies and many friends in England,

but our one benefactor was King George the Third. The time had

arrived for the political severance of America, that it might play

its part in the history of this globe, and the inscrutable divine

Providence gave an insane king to England. In the resistance of the

Colonies, he alone was immovable on the question of force. England

was so dear to us that the Colonies could only be absolutely

disunited by violence from England, and only one man could compel

the resort to violence. Parliament wavered, Lord North wavered, all

the ministers wavered, but the king had the insanity of one idea; he

was immovable, he insisted on the impossible, so the army was sent,

America was instantly united, and the Nation born."

There is certainly no mark of mental failure in this paragraph, written

at a period when he had long ceased almost entirely from his literary

labors.

Emerson's collected "Poems" constitute the ninth volume of the recent

collected edition of his works. They will be considered in a following

chapter.

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