REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES.

_Sunshine in Thought._ By CHARLES GODFREY LELAND, Author of

"Meister Karl's Sketch-Book," and Translator of "Heine's

Pictures of Travel." New York: Charles T. Evans. 16mo.

We do not exactly know how to characterize this jubilant volume. The

author, not content to denounce generally the poets of sentimentality

and the prophets of despair, has evidently a science of Joy latent in

his mind, of which his rich, discursive, and somewhat rollicking

sentences give but an imperfect exposition. He is in search of an ideal

law of Cheerfulness, which neither history nor literature fully

illustrates, but which he still seeks with an undoubting faith. Every

transient glimpse of his law he eagerly seizes, whether indicated in

events or in persons. And it must be admitted that he is not ignorant

either of the great annalists or the great writers of the world. He

knows Herodotus as well as he knows Hume, Thucydides as intimately as

Gibbon. Xenophon and Plutarch are as familiar to him as Michelet,

Thiers, and Guizot. He has studied Aristænetus and Lucian as closely as

Horace Walpole and Thackeray,--is as ready to quote from Plato as from

Rabelais,--and throws the results of his wide study, with an occasional

riotous disregard of prim literary proprieties, into a fierce defiance

of everything which makes against his favorite theory, that there is

nothing in pure theology, sound ethics, and healthy literature, nothing

in the historic records of human life, which can justify the discontent

of the sentimentalist or the scorn of the misanthrope.

Engaged thus in an almost Quixotic assault on the palpable miseries of

human existence,--miseries which are as much acknowledged by Homer as by

Euripides, by Ariosto as by Dante, by Shakspeare as by Milton, by Goethe

as by Lamartine,--he has a difficult work to perform. Still he does not

bate a jot of heart and hope. He discriminates, with the art of a true

critic, between objective representations of human life and subjective

protests against human limitations, errors, miseries, and sins. As far

as either representation embodies the human principle of Joy,--whether

Greek or Roman, ancient or modern, Christian or Pagan,--he is content

with the evidence. The moment a writer of either school insinuates a

principle or sentiment of Despair, whether he be a dramatist or a

sentimentalist, the author enters his earnest protest. Classical and

Romantic poets, romancers and historians, when they slip into

misery-mongers, are equally the objects of his denunciations. Keats and

Tennyson fare nearly as ill as Byron and Heine. Mr. Leland feels assured

that the human race is entitled to joy, and there is something almost

comical in his passionate assault on the morbid genius of the world. He

seems to say, "Why do you not accept the conditions of happiness? The

conditions are simple, and nothing but your pestilent wilfulness

prevents your compliance with them."

This "pestilent wilfulness" is really the key to the whole position. All

objective as well as subjective writers have been impotent to provide

the way by which the seeker after perfect and permanent content can

attain and embody it. It has been sought through wit, humor, fancy,

imagination, reason; but it has been sought in vain. Our author, who,

after nearly exhausting all the concrete representatives of the

philosophy of Joy, admits that nobody embodies his ideal of happiness,

surrenders his ideal, as far as it has been practically expressed in

life or thought. Rabelais dissatisfies him; Scarron dissatisfies him;

Molière, Swift, Sterne, not to mention others, dissatisfy him. Every

ally he brings forward to sustain his position is reduced by analysis

into a partial enemy of his creed. But while we cannot concur in Mr.

Leland's theory in his exclusive statement of it, and confess to a

strong liking for many writers whom he considers effeminate, we

cordially agree with him in his plea for "Sunshine in Thought," and

sympathize in his vigorous and valorous assault on the morbid elements

of our modern literature. We think that poets should be as cheerful as

possible; whereas some of them seem to think it is their duty to be as

fretful as possible, and to make misery an invariable accompaniment of

genius. The primary object of all good literature is to invigorate and

to cheer, not to weaken and depress; it should communicate mental and

moral life, as well as convey sentiments and ideas,--should brace and

strengthen the mind, as well as fill it; and when it whimpers and wails,

when it teaches despair as philosophy, especially when it uses the

enchantments of imagination to weaken the active powers, its effect is

mischievous. Woe, considered as a luxury, is the most expensive of all

luxuries; and there is danger to the mental and moral health even in the

pensive sadness which, to some readers, sheds such a charm over the

meditations of that kind of genius which is rather thoughtful than full

of thought. For the melodious miseries which mediocrity mimics, for the

wretchedness which some fifth-rate rhymers assume in order to make

themselves interesting, there can, of course, be no toleration. Mr.

Leland pounds them as with the hammer of Thor, and would certainly beat

out their brains, had not Nature fortunately neglected to put such

perilous matter into craniums exposed to such ponderous blows.

Apart from the general theory and purpose of the book, there is a great

deal of talent and learning exhibited in the illustrations of the

subject. The remarks on Aristophanes, Rabelais, Swift, Sterne, and

Heine,--half analysis, half picture,--are very striking; and there are,

throughout the volume, continual flashes of suggestive thought and vivid

portraiture, which both delight and detain the reader. The style is that

of animated conversation,--the conversation of a man whose veins are as

full of blood as his mind is of ideas, who is hilarious from abounding

health, and whose occasional boisterousness of manner proceeds from the

robustness of his make and the cheer of his soul. The whole volume tends

to create in thought that "sunshine" which it so joyously recommends and

celebrates. The reader is warmed by the ardor and earnestness with which

propositions he may distrust are urged upon his attention, and closes

the volume with that feeling of pleased excitement which always comes

from contact with a fresh and original mind.

_The Gentleman._ By GEORGE H. CALVERT. Boston: Ticknor &

Fields.

Paradoxical as it may appear, we believe there never was a time when the

true and pure standard of gentlemanhood could be more impressively

raised and upheld in this republic than now. The vast and keen civil

conflict which so deeply agitates our political life has laid bare the

groundwork and brought to the surface the latent elements of our social

life, so that a new, an obvious, and a searching test is instinctively

applied to character; as in all times of profound moral excitement,

_shams_ grow fantastic and contemptible, and _principles_ of action and

being rise to superlative worth. The question, What constitutes the

Gentleman? suggested at first by the preposterous and exclusive claims

thereto arrogantly put forth by a little community, in justification of

profane and destructive violence to a nation's welfare, has come to be

regarded as embracing all the obligations, responsibilities, and

humanities that make up and certify Christian manhood and genuine

patriotism; the wide and deep significance of a word too often

confounded with mere manners is thus practically found to indicate the

most vital elements of personal worth and social well-being.

Accordingly, a comprehensive, philosophical definition and illustration

of the Gentleman, in the ideal grace and greatness and in the real

authority and use of that so much misunderstood and seldom achieved

character, is doubly welcome at this hour, the strife and discussion

whereof bring out in such strong relief the true _animus_ and equipment

of statesmen, soldiers, citizens, men and women, and force us to realize

the poverty of soul, the inherent baseness, or the magnanimity and

rectitude of our fellow-creatures, with a vividness never before

experienced. How indispensable to the welfare of the State is a society

based on higher motives than those of material ambition, and how

impossible is the existence of such a society, except through individual

probity and disinterestedness, is a lesson written in blood and tears

before our eyes to-day; and thrice welcome, we repeat, is the clear and

emphatic exposition of the Gentleman, as an incarnation of the justice,

love, and honor, whereon, in the last analysis, rest the hopes and

welfare of the nation. No ethical or æsthetical treatise could be more

seasonable than this of Mr. Calvert's. We regard it as the best

lay-sermon thus far evoked by the moral exigencies of the hour; however

appropriate it may also be and is to any and all times and readers of

taste and thought, a superficial, merely dilettante essay on such a

subject and at such a time would repel instead of alluring.

The charming little volume before us, while made genially attractive by

occasional playfulness and anecdote, is yet pervaded by an earnestness

born of strong conviction and deep sympathies. It analyzes the springs

of character, traces conduct to its elemental source, and follows it to

its ultimate influence. To a concise style it unites an expansive

spirit; with a tone of rich and high culture it blends the vivacity and

grace of the most genial colloquy. From the etymology of the word to the

humanity of the character, a full, forcible, frank, and fervent

discussion of the Gentleman is given, as he figures in history, in

society, in domestic life, and in literature,--and as he lives, a grand

and gracious ideal, in the consciousness of the author. Beginning with

the meaning, origin, and use of the word Gentleman, Mr. Calvert gives a

critical analysis of its historical personation. As a chevalier type, in

such men as Sidney and Bayard. Its ethical and æsthetical meaning is

finely exemplified in the contrast between Charles Lamb and George IV.,

Leicester and Hampden, Washington and Napoleon. The Gentleman in St.

Paul is well illustrated. The relation of this character to antiquity is

defined with a scholar's zest: whatever of its force and flavor is

discernible in Socrates and Brutus is gracefully indicated; the

deficiency of Homer's heroes, excepting Hector, therein, is ably

demonstrated. These and like illustrations of so prolific a theme

inevitably suggest episodes of argument, incidental, yet essential to

the main question; and the just and benign remarks on the Duel, the

Position of Women in Ancient and Modern Society, and the Influence of

Christianity upon Manners, are striking in their scope and style, and

breathe the lofty and tender spirit of that Faith which inculcates

_disinterestedness_ as the latent and lasting inspiration of the

Gentleman. Perhaps the most delectable illustrations, which give both

form and beauty to this essay, are those drawn from modern literature:

they are choice specimens of criticism, and full of subtile

discrimination in tracing the relation of literature to life. We would

instance especially the chapters on Shakspeare's Gentleman; the

recognition of the Gentleman in Sir Roger de Coverley, Uncle Toby, and

Don Quixote; and the admirable distinction pointed out between the

characters of Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Keats. There is no part of the

volume more worthy attention than the remarks of a "high-bred tone in

writing." The hollowness of Chesterfield's code is keenly exposed; Honor

and Vulgarity are freshly and ably defined; Fashion, Pride, and Vanity,

the conventional elements of the Gentleman, are treated with

philosophical justice; the favorite characters of fiction, and the most

renowned poets and heroes, beaux and braves, pass before us, and are

subjected to the test of that Christian ideal of the Gentleman so

clearly defined and firmly applied by the intrepid author; and many a

disguised coxcomb is stripped of his borrowed plumes, imperial

_parvenus_ exposed as charlatans in manners as well as morals, and

heroic, but modest souls, of whom the world's court-calendar gives no

hint, stand forth exemplars of the highest, because the most soulful

breeding.

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