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In resuming our notice of the Periodicals , interrupted last week by exigencies of space , we first direct the reader ' s attention to the Prospective Review , a work always remarkable , and this number particularly so for its paper on Sir Wilmam Hamilton , and for an essay on Shakspeare . Two more unpromising subjects than the great Metaphysician and Shakspeare (» nd keiu Ende !) could scarcely be proposed to an " Able Editor ; " yet these writers have contrived to write valuable papers on the character of Sir William ' s Philosophy , and on the character of the man Shakspeare . The first is partly historical and partly expository ; no one interested in metaphysics should allow it to pass unread , its subtlety and eloquence betraying the authorship unmistakably . Fromi the paper on Shakspeare we are tempted to make an extract or two ; for example , this enforcement of an idea we are repeatedly iterating : ——
" The reason why so few good books are written , is that so few people that can write know anything . In general an author has always lived in a room , has read books , has cultivated science , is acquainted with the style and sentiments of the best authors , but he is out of the way of employing his own eyes and ears . He has nothing to hear and nothing to see . His life is a vacuum . The mental habits of Robert Southey , which about a year ago were so extensively praised in the public journals , is the type of literary existence , just as the praise bestowed on it shows the admiration excited by it among literary people . He wrote poetry ( as if anybody could ) before breakfast ; he read during breakfast . lie wrote history until dinner ; he corrected proof sheets between dinner and tea ; he wrote an essay for the Quarterly afterwards ; and after supper , by way of relaxation , composed the
Doctor , a lengthy and elaborate jest . Now , what can any one think of such a life—except how clearly it shows that the habits best fitted for communicating information , formed with the best care , and dajly regulated by the best motives , are exactly the habits which are likely to afford a man the least information to communicate . Southey had no events , no experiences . His wife kept house , and allowed him pocket-money , just as if he had been a German professor devoted to accents , tobacco , and the dates of Horace ' s amours . And it is pitiable to think that so meritorious a life was only made endurable by a painful delusion . He thought that day by day , and hour by hour , he was accumulating stores for the instruction and entertainment of a , long posterity . His epics were to be in the hands of all men , and his History of Brazil , the ' Herodotus of the South American Republic . ' As if his epics were not already dead , and as if the people who now cheat at Valparaiso care a real who it was that cheated those before them . Yet it was only
by a conviction like this that an industrious and caligraphic man ( for such was Robert Southey ) , who might have earned money as a clerk , worked all his days for half a clerk ' s wages , at occupation much duller and more laborious . The critic in the Vicar of Wakefield lays down that you should always say that the picture would have been better if the painter had taken more pains ; but in the case of the practised literary man , you should often enough say that the writings would have been much better , if the writer had taken less pains . He says he has devoted his life to the subject—the reply is , Then you have taken the best way to prevent yonr making anything of it . ' Instead of reading studiously what Burgendiciug and iEneecidemus said men were , you should have gone out yourself , and seen ( if you can see ) something for yourself . Lord Bacon tells us that some one in his time boasted in Latin , 'Decent annos conswnpsi in legendo Cicerone , ' and echo answered in Greek , ' tve , You ass / "
Again , this description of Falstaff , with Hazlitt incidentally touched off : — " We mean that the animal spirits of Falstaff give him an easy , vague , diffusive sagacity , which is peculiar to him . A moroso man , Iago , for example , may know anything , and is apt to know a good deal , but what he knows is generally all in corners . He knows number 1 , number 2 , number 3 , and so on ; but there is not anything continuous , or smooth , or fluent in his knowled ge . Persons conversant with the works of Hazlitt will know in a minute what we mean . Everything which he observed he scorned to observe from a certain soreness of mind ; he looked at people because they offended him ; he had the same vivid notion of them that a man has of objects which g rate on a wound in his body . But there is nothing at
all of this in I'alstafi ; on the contrary , everything pleases him , and everything i » food for a joke . Cheerfulness and prosperity give an easy abounding sagacity of mind which nothing elso doos give . Prosperous people bound easily over all the surface of things which their lives present to them ; very likely they keep to the surfaco ; there airo things beneath or abovo to which they may not penetrate or attain , but what is on any part of the surface , that , they know well . ' Lift not tho Painted veil which those who live call life / and they do not lift it . What in sublime or awful above , what i . s ' sightless and drear' beneath , —these they may not dream of . Nor is any one piece or corner of life so well impressed on them as on minds
less happily constituted . It is only people who have had a tooth out that renlly know the dentist ' s waiting-room . Yet such people , for tho time ab least , know nothing but that and their tooth . The ensy and ( sympathizing friend who accompanies them knows everything ; hintsjjently at the contents of tho Times , and would cheer you with Lord Pnhnorston s replies . So , on a greater scale , tho man of painful experience knows but too well what has hurt him , and where and why , but the happy havo a vnguo and rounded view of tho round world , and such , it in certain , wan tho knowledge of . Falstafl * , and , with a limitation , to bo shown presently , oi" Shalcipspearo also . "
There are some happy turns of thought and caprices of expression in this paper . Thus it is remarked , and is indeed remarkable , that Siiaknpieark , our glory nnd delight , is biographically unknown to us , but , nevertheless , there ' is one fact decisively known , — " The reverential nature of tho English mind has carefully preserved what they thought the great excellence of their poet—that he made n fortune I " A foreigner would imagine we were a very classical people , judging from
the copiousness of quotation in Parliament and m newspapers , together with the frequency of articles in Magazines and Reviews on classical writers . Horace is treated of in this number of the British Quarterly , Aristophanes in Tait , Plato in Hogg ' s Instructor and in the Scottish E $ u ~ cational Journal : and treated , moreover , by men knowing what thev are about . The article on Aristophanes opens with a glance at a curious
and oft-qubted fact , for which many explanations have been unsuccessfull y suggested , namely , that comedy is fugitive and temporal , tragedy is eternal : — ' < The mere remoteness of ancient times places us afc a disadvantage in speculating upon their elements of comic delineation . As no age appears poetical to itself , so none appears humorous to another . The distance which lends the enchantments of imagination to the view , robs it of those minutely personal features in which the comic lurks . Great objects loom grander through the mists of antiquity , while smaller are altogether lost in its haze . "
We quote this to protest against it . The reason why we do not understand ancient fun ( when we do not understand it ) is simply because laughter , being the result of a perception of incongruity , whenever the standard of the congruous is wanting , whenever we are unable to detect the incongruity , the comic element vanishes . Athenian wit is frequentl y no wit to us , just for the same reason that London wit is frequentl y unintelligible in the provinces . Othello with a strong Scotch accent would be ludicrous to us , but in Germany or France the incongruity would not be perceptible . The rule then , is this : whenever the incongruity lies in a direction where from universal experience it is perceptible , the fun is universal and eternal . Thus , comedy of manners is fleeting , comedy of character eternal . It all depends on whether we have a standard of congruity whereby to test the incongruity .
The article Plato in Hogg ' s Instructor , now a monthly magazine of high character , is the first of a series on the " Men of the Past , " and is really a good study , although , as we think , exaggerated in its estimate of Plato ; but it has for centuries been the fashion to exaggerate in that direction . In the same magazine there is a good paper on Edgar Poe , a ^ nd the second part of Gjlfillan ' s paper on Burke—but where is De Quincey and his essay on the English Language ? The Two Platos , in the Scottish Educational Journal , in a pleasant , gossipy notice of Plato , the comic dramatist , in contrast with Plato , the dramatic dialectician . The writer quotes a passage from the dramatist which would fall in perfectly with the sentiments of those numerous mild husbands , now daily brought before magistrates , for undue exercise of the marital syllogism , —
yvvq yap , tjv fiev avrrjv aei KoXa ^ rjs , eo'Ti irawrcop KTrjfiaTcov KpaTiorov , which may be rendered , " For a wife , if eternally you beat her , is the greatest of all treasures "—a sentiment , by the way , which stands in piquant contrast with " Platonic love !" Bentley and the British Journal , this month , are made up of the usual light magazine papers , calling for no special notice from us ; and a word of " reminder" will suffice for the English Cyclopaedia , the third part of which is now issued , rich in woodcuts and valuable articles .
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THE DEVELOPMENT HYPOTHESIS OF THE " VESTIGES . " Vestiges of the Natural History of Creation . Tenth Edition . With extensivo Additions and Emendations , and Illustrated , by numerous Engravings oa Wood . J . Churchill . Tenth edition ! In spite of vituperative syllogisms from men of science , and of contemptuous epithets tacked on to off-hand " refutations , " from men of no science—in spite of confident assertion , and adroit insinuation , all pointing at the " atheism" and " superficiality" of this work , we find that in nine years ten editions havo been called for by a bullied public ,
these editions being for tho most part necessarily large , by reason of their cheapness ; and we do not find that tho " proibunder" works , written by these moro " accurate" and orthodox refuters , are received with anything like that degree of favour . Tho Vestiges , we are cons tantly assured , " leads to atheism , " is very inaccurate and shallow , and is the offspring of a " cold and cheerless materialism ; " but wo cannot detect its atheism ; we are by no means sensible of its shallowness ; and as to tho " cold and cheerless" ism , to which its parentage is ascribed , until wo have more satisfactory accounts both of it and of its antagonist ( " hot and hilarious spiritualism" F ) we must bo content to raugo ourselves on tho side of the public—an extensive one—calling for ton editions in nine
years . , Tho fact is significant of one of these two things : cither tho British public has an eager preference for books declared to bo inaccurate , shallow , false , dangerous , and in all respects contemptible ; or tlioro is an uneasy unrest in the minds of men , a painful suspicion of tho validity of what acknowledged Teachers choose to avow . Choose your horn ! The fact is significant also of tho steadily growing conviction that lift , and Life in its most complox form , Socioty , are aa amenable to rigorous of tho henomena
Law as any p of tho inorganic world . A conviction that tho Whole is the manifestation , of one infinite Life , tho incarnate activity of God , not in alien indifference , not in OBtranged subjection ; a conviction that ; tho progress of Humanity is but anothor phase in tho univorsal procession of Life , and that its history is but one chapter in tho groat history of tho universe . Becauso tho Vestiges presonts the broad outlines of such a History , its success has boon onormous ; and not because it is superficial , and has " great charms of style , " an wo aro bo frequently informed . There lias boon great exaggeration respecting the style of this work ; perhaps not wholly unintentional exaggeration , as a woman's beauty is BomotwnoB praiBoa at tho cxponso of lior intollect . Compared with
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Critics are not the legislators , but the judges andpolice of literature . _ They do not make laws—they interpret and try to ^ n ^ £ atc&t"h . Bra . —BdinburghMev \ eui .
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Leader (1850-1860), Aug. 13, 1853, page 784, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1999/page/16/
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