If the constant seeing of objects, which have the appearance of grandeur

and majesty, stir up the soul and give it a spring; the sight of objects

which have the appearance of weakness insensibly enervate and degrade

it. The soul appears in the face: the man, who beholds in another, only

the picture of effeminacy, soon learns to withdraw his esteem from him,

and to no longer respect him; pious veneration, sincere consideration,

and cordial friendship, are replaced by politeness and decorum, which

are only the gloss of interest and egotism; people no longer fulfill the

duties of society, nor do good for their own satisfaction; and if men’s

outward, effeminate appearance is not the sole cause of all these evils,

it greatly contributes towards them.

In the vast regions of the East, where long beards are highly esteemed,

hospitality, filial piety, and fidelity in engagements are the premier

virtues: men respect one another there. Let us take a people whom the

same law subjects nearly to the same morals as ours, the Greek or Latin

Christians who are under the Mahometan government: adultery, among them,

is almost unknown, and yet the women are not confined; but they respect

their husbands, and these husbands wear long beards.

Where is filial piety now-a-days? will the sad wrinkled faces of our old

men, which incite our disgust and contempt, prevail above the sweet

majesty of a long, white beard? Where is conjugal fidelity? was it ever

less observed than at the time, and in the countries where men appear

before a sex, that ought to be under their subjection, in an effeminate

dress? How many are there, in this shameful age, the sad victims of this

truth!

I repeat it; outward appearance is one of the great movers of a

monarchial state, especially among a superficial nation. Deprive

subjects of their popular notions of decorum, and of their customs, and

people in place of their ornaments, manner, plausibleness, and grave

imposing appearance: you will destroy most of the social virtues; there

will be no more energy nor spirit in the people; all their mental

faculties will become languid, if you cease to feed their imaginations

with this aliment.

An extravagant turn of mind has produced many a hero; reason, by

analysing every thing, has discouraged and slackened the course of our

actions, and luxury, &c. &c. have completed the work. But what a

generation is ours!

In times of yore, Diogenes, with a lantern in his hand, went through all

the streets of Athens in broad day to seek a man: what could he find now

in our great capital? breathing skeletons, women, children, horses, and

that multitude of wheel carriages, the incommodious use of which crushes

some to pieces and deprives others of the little strength they had left.

Would he find men among these reverend gentry, whose toilet is their

chief employment? Their chief merit is a mind fraught with borrowed

trifles. Look at this modern Chrysostom, powdered and close shaved,

repairing to an old coquet’s, a girl’s of the town, or the minister’s.

Every where he repeats the same flattering phrases. With the one, an

intriguer or base flatterer; with the other, an absolute libertine or a

ridiculous puppy, he becomes every where necessary animal; in short, a

downright plaything and piece of toilet furniture. Nothing gives this

charming fellow any uneasiness; he is any thing they will have him, and

will think just what they please: in a word, he performs the dapper

parson admirably.

Would our wise Athenian have found men among our Parisians? The children

are men, and the men, old men, and they persist in fleeing from nature,

which begins to be tired of pursuing them. By their weak, frivolous

minds, and pale effeminate looks, one would take them for women in

disguise. Cloyed with all sorts of enjoyments, they know no other virtue

than the talent of being agreeable, nor other vice than its reverse.

Would he at length find men in these delicate warriors who daily give

their subalterns the example of effeminacy?

But do you, French soldiers, the precious remains of patriotism and

national valour, always preserve the outward appearance of it; be

particularly attentive to keep in your countenances this sign of valour,

vigour, and intrepidity; retain those fierce looking whiskers which are

the attribute of heroes; and remember that they were the ornament of

Turenne, Condé, &c.

It would therefore be advantageous for those, who, by their situation or

dignity, are intended to command others, to instruct them, or to merit

their confidence, to let their beards grow out quite, whilst the soldier

should only wear whiskers, which give a man a martial, brisk look.

Should the example of some great men, or some political event, at length

revive the mode of long beards, our delicateness and urbanity might

again be reconciled with the majesty of man. Would it not be possible

for people of good taste to give the beard an agreeable form, in the

same manner as was done some centuries ago? This attention, employing

those who take a great deal of pains about adorning their pretty

persons, would divert them perhaps from a more dangerous luxury. Besides

the respect of one man to another, and of one sex to that which is its

superior; this custom would produce another advantage. The resemblance

of the two sexes seems to incline men to those shameful debaucheries

which formerly soiled the glory of Greece and Rome, debaucheries that

one hardly dares mention, and which a more particular distinction

between men and women would greatly contribute to destroy.

It can never be denied; a man should appear what nature made him: this

is the opinion of an illustrious philosopher and profound moralist.[102]

I cannot better conclude than with his own words. “A perfect man and a

perfect woman should no more be alike in mind than in face: these silly

imitations of sex are the height of folly; they make the wise man laugh

and the lover run away.... In short, I take it, that, unless one be five

feet six inches high, have a firm, tenor voice, and a beard on his chin,

he should not pretend to be a man.”

Footnote 102:

John James Rousseau.

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