首页 >出版文学> The Works of Edgar Allan Poe>第170章
  WethenspokeofthegreatbeautyandimportanceofDemocracy,andwereatmuchtroubleinimpressingtheCountwithaduesenseoftheadvantagesweenjoyedinlivingwheretherewassuffrageadlibitum,andnoking。
  Helistenedwithmarkedinterest,andinfactseemednotalittleamused。
  Whenwehaddone,hesaidthat,agreatwhileago,therehadoccurredsomethingofaverysimilarsort。ThirteenEgyptianprovincesdeterminedallatoncetobefree,andtosetamagnificentexampletotherestofmankind。Theyassembledtheirwisemen,andconcoctedthemostingeniousconstitutionitispossibletoconceive。Forawhiletheymanagedremarkablywell;onlytheirhabitofbraggingwasprodigious。Thethingended,however,intheconsolidationofthethirteenstates,withsomefifteenortwentyothers,inthemostodiousandinsupportabledespotismthatwaseverheardofuponthefaceoftheEarth。
  Iaskedwhatwasthenameoftheusurpingtyrant。
  AswellastheCountcouldrecollect,itwasMob。
  Notknowingwhattosaytothis,Iraisedmyvoice,anddeploredtheEgyptianignoranceofsteam。
  TheCountlookedatmewithmuchastonishment,butmadenoanswer。Thesilentgentleman,however,gavemeaviolentnudgeintheribswithhiselbowstoldmeIhadsufficientlyexposedmyselfforonceanddemandedifIwasreallysuchafoolasnottoknowthatthemodernsteam-engineisderivedfromtheinventionofHero,throughSolomondeCaus。
  Wewerenowinimminentdangerofbeingdiscomfited;but,asgoodluckwouldhaveit,DoctorPonnonner,havingrallied,returnedtoourrescue,andinquiredifthepeopleofEgyptwouldseriouslypretendtorivalthemodernsintheall-importantparticularofdress。
  TheCount,atthis,glanceddownwardtothestrapsofhispantaloons,andthentakingholdoftheendofoneofhiscoat-tails,helditupclosetohiseyesforsomeminutes。Lettingitfall,atlast,hismouthextendeditselfverygraduallyfromeartoear;butIdonotrememberthathesaidanythinginthewayofreply。
  Hereuponwerecoveredourspirits,andtheDoctor,approachingtheMummywithgreatdignity,desiredittosaycandidly,uponitshonorasagentleman,iftheEgyptianshadcomprehended,atanyperiod,themanufactureofeitherPonnonner’slozengesorBrandreth’spills。
  Welooked,withprofoundanxiety,forananswerbutinvain。Itwasnotforthcoming。TheEgyptianblushedandhungdownhishead。Neverwastriumphmoreconsummate;neverwasdefeatbornewithsoillagrace。
  Indeed,IcouldnotendurethespectacleofthepoorMummy’smortification。Ireachedmyhat,bowedtohimstiffly,andtookleave。
  UpongettinghomeIfounditpastfouro’clock,andwentimmediatelytobed。ItisnowtenA。M。Ihavebeenupsinceseven,penningthesememorandaforthebenefitofmyfamilyandofmankind。TheformerIshallbeholdnomore。Mywifeisashrew。Thetruthis,Iamheartilysickofthislifeandofthenineteenthcenturyingeneral。Iamconvincedthateverythingisgoingwrong。Besides,IamanxioustoknowwhowillbePresidentin2045。Assoon,therefore,asIshaveandswallowacupofcoffee,IshalljuststepovertoPonnonner’sandgetembalmedforacoupleofhundredyears。
  ThePoeticPrincipleINspeakingofthePoeticPrinciple,Ihavenodesigntobeeitherthoroughorprofound。Whilediscussing,verymuchatrandom,theessentialityofwhatwecallPoetry,myprincipalpurposewillbetociteforconsideration,somefewofthoseminorEnglishorAmericanpoemswhichbestsuitmyowntaste,orwhich,uponmyownfancy,haveleftthemostdefiniteimpression。By“minorpoems“Imean,ofcourse,poemsoflittlelength。Andhere,inthebeginning,permitmetosayafewwordsinregardtoasomewhatpeculiarprinciple,which,whetherrightfullyorwrongfully,hasalwayshaditsinfluenceinmyowncriticalestimateofthepoem。I
  holdthatalongpoemdoesnotexist。Imaintainthatthephrase,“alongpoem。”issimplyaflatcontradictioninterms。
  Ineedscarcelyobservethatapoemdeservesitstitleonlyinasmuchasitexcites,byelevatingthesoul。Thevalueofthepoemisintheratioofthiselevatingexcitement。Butallexcitementsare,throughapsychalnecessity,transient。Thatdegreeofexcitementwhichwouldentitleapoemtobesocalledatall,cannotbesustainedthroughoutacompositionofanygreatlength。Afterthelapseofhalfanhour,attheveryutmost,itflagsfailsarevulsionensuesandthenthepoemis,ineffect,andinfact,nolongersuch。
  Thereare,nodoubt,manywhohavefounddifficultyinreconcilingthecriticaldictumthatthe“ParadiseLost“istobedevoutlyadmiredthroughout,withtheabsoluteimpossibilityofmaintainingforit,duringperusal,theamountofenthusiasmwhichthatcriticaldictumwoulddemand。
  Thisgreatwork,infact,istoberegardedaspoetical,onlywhen,losingsightofthatvitalrequisiteinallworksofArt,Unity,weviewitmerelyasaseriesofminorpoems。If,topreserveitsUnityitstotalityofeffectorimpressionwereaditaswouldbenecessaryatasinglesitting,theresultisbutaconstantalternationofexcitementanddepression。Afterapassageofwhatwefeeltobetruepoetry,therefollows,inevitably,apassageofplatitudewhichnocriticalprejudgmentcanforceustoadmire;butif,uponcompletingthework,wereaditagain,omittingthefirstbookthatistosay,commencingwiththesecondweshallbesurprisedatnowfindingthatadmirablewhichwebeforecondemnedthatdamnablewhichwehadpreviouslysomuchadmired。
  Itfollowsfromallthisthattheultimate,aggregate,orabsoluteeffectofeventhebestepicunderthesun,isanullity:andthisispreciselythefact。
  InregardtotheIliad,wehave,ifnotpositiveproof,atleastverygoodreasonforbelievingitintendedasaseriesoflyrics;but,grantingtheepicintention,Icansayonlythattheworkisbasedinanimperfectsenseofart。Themodemepicis,ofthesupposititiousancientmodel,butaninconsiderateandblindfoldimitation。Butthedayoftheseartisticanomaliesisover。If,atanytime,anyverylongpoem_were_popularinreality,whichIdoubt,itisatleastclearthatnoverylongpoemwilleverbepopularagain。
  Thattheextentofapoeticalworkis,_ceterisparibus,_themeasureofitsmerit,seemsundoubtedly,whenwethusstateit,apropositionsufficientlyabsurdyetweareindebtedforittotheQuarterlyReviews。Surelytherecanbenothinginmere_size,_abstractlyconsideredtherecanbenothinginmere_bulk,so_farasavolumeisconcerned,whichhassocontinuouslyelicitedadmirationfromthesesaturninepamphlets!Amountain,tobesure,bythemeresentimentofphysicalmagnitudewhichitconveys,_does_impressuswithasenseofthesublimebutnomanisimpressedafter_this_fashionbythematerialgrandeurofeven“TheColumbiad。”EventheQuarterlieshavenotinstructedustobesoimpressedbyit。As_yet,_theyhavenot_insisted_onourestimatingLamar“tinebythecubicfoot,orPollockbythepoundbutwhatelseareweto_infer_fromtheircontinualplatingabout“sustainedeffort“?
  If,by“sustainedeffort。”anylittlegentlemanhasaccomplishedanepic,1*usfranklycommendhimfortheeffortifthisindeedbeathingconkmendablebutletusforbearpraisingtheepicontheeffort’saccount。Itistobehopedthatcommonsense,inthetimetocome,willpreferdecidinguponaworkofArtratherbytheimpressionitmakesbytheeffectitproducesthanbythetimeittooktoimpresstheeffect,orbytheamountof“sustainedeffort“whichhadbeenfoundnecessaryineffectingtheimpression。Thefactis,thatperseveranceisonethingandgeniusquiteanothernorcanalltheQuarterliesinChristendomconfoundthem。Byandby,thisproposition,withmanywhichIhavebeenjusturging,willbereceivedasself-evident。Inthemeantime,bybeinggenerallycondemnedasfalsities,theywillnotbeessentiallydamagedastruths。
  Ontheotherhand,itisclearthatapoemmaybeimproperlybrief。
  Unduebrevitydegeneratesintomereepigrammatism。Averyshortpoem,whilenowandthenproducingabrilliantorvivid,neverproducesaprofoundorenduringeffect。Theremustbethesteadypressingdownofthestampuponthewax。DeBerangerhaswroughtinnumerablethings,pungentandspirit-stirring,butingeneraltheyhavebeentooimponderoustostampthemselvesdeeplyintothepublicattention,andthus,assomanyfeathersoffancy,havebeenblownaloftonlytobewhistleddownthewind。
  Aremarkableinstanceoftheeffectofunduebrevityindepressingapoem,inkeepingitoutofthepopularview,isaffordedbythefollowingexquisitelittleSerenade
  IarisefromdreamsoftheeInthefirstsweetsleepofnight,Whenthewindsarebreathinglow,Andthestarsareshiningbright。
  Iarisefromdreamsofthee,AndaspiritinmyfeetHasledmewhoknowshow?
  Tothychamber-window,sweet!
  ThewanderingairstheyfaintOnthedarkthesilentstream
  ThechampakodorsfailLikesweetthoughtsinadream;
  Thenightingale’scomplaint,Itdiesuponherheart,AsImustdieonshine,O,belovedasthouart!
  O,liftmefromthegrass!
  Idie,Ifaint,Ifail!
  LetthyloveinkissesrainOnmylipsandeyelidspale。
  Mycheekiscoldandwhite,alas!
  Myheartbeatsloudandfast:
  O,pressitclosetoshineagain,Whereitwillbreakatlast。
  VeryfewperhapsarefamiliarwiththeselinesyetnolessapoetthanShelleyistheirauthor。Theirwarm,yetdelicateandetherealimaginationwillbeappreciatedbyall,butbynonesothoroughlyasbyhimwhohashimselfarisenfromsweetdreamsofonebelovedtobatheinthearomaticairofasouthernmidsummernight。
  OneofthefinestpoemsbyWillistheverybestinmyopinionwhichhehaseverwrittenhasnodoubt,throughthissamedefectofunduebrevity,beenkeptbackfromitsproperposition。notlessintheTheshadowslayalongBroadway,’Twasnearthetwilight-tide
  AndslowlytherealadyfairWaswalkinginherpride。
  Alonewalk’dshe;but,viewlessly,Walk’dspiritsatherside。
  Peacecharm’dthestreetbeneathherfeet,AndHonorcharm’dtheair;
  Andallastirlookedkindonher,Andcalledhergoodasfair
  ForallGodevergavetoherShekeptwithcharycare。
  ShekeptwithcareherbeautiesrareFromloverswarmandtrue
  Forheartwascoldtoallbutgold,Andtherichcamenottowon,Buthonor’dwellhercharmstosell。
  Ifprieststhesellingdo。
  Nowwalkingtherewasonemorefair
  Aslightgirl,lily-pale;
  AndshehadunseencompanyTomakethespiritquail
  ’TwixtWantandScornshewalk’dforlorn,Andnothingcouldavail。
  NomercynowcanclearherbrowFromthisworld’speacetoprayForaslove’swildprayerdissolvedinair,Herwoman’sheartgaveway!
  ButthesinforgivenbyChristinHeavenBymaniscursedalway!
  InthiscompositionwefinditdifficulttorecognizetheWilliswhohaswrittensomanymere“versesofsociety。”Thelinesarenotonlyrichlyideal,butfullofenergy,whiletheybreatheanearnestness,anevidentsincerityofsentiment,forwhichwelookinvainthroughoutalltheotherworksofthisauthor。
  Whiletheepicmania,whiletheideathattomeritinpoetryprolixityisindispensable,hasforsomeyearspastbeengraduallydyingoutofthepublicmind,bymeredintofitsownabsurdity,wefinditsucceededbyaheresytoopalpablyfalsetobelongtolerated,butonewhich,inthebriefperiodithasalreadyendured,maybesaidtohaveaccomplishedmoreinthecorruptionofourPoeticalLiteraturethanallitsotherenemiescombined。Ialludetotheheresyof_TheDidactic。_Ithasbeenassumed,tacitlyandavowedly,directlyandindirectly,thattheultimateobjectofallPoetryisTruth。Everypoem,itissaid,shouldinculcateamoralsandbythismoralisthepoeticalmeritoftheworktobeadjudged。WeAmericansespeciallyhavepatronizedthishappyidea,andweBostoniansveryespeciallyhavedevelopeditinfull。Wehavetakenitintoourheadsthattowriteapoemsimplyforthepoem’ssake,andtoacknowledgesuchtohavebeenourdesign,wouldbetoconfessourselvesradicallywantinginthetruepoeticdignityandforce:butthesimplefactisthatwouldwebutpermitourselvestolookintoourownsoulsweshouldimmediatelytherediscoverthatunderthesunthereneitherexistsnor_can_existanyworkmorethoroughlydignified,moresupremelynoble,thanthisverypoem,thispoem_perse,_thispoemwhichisapoemandnothingmore,thispoemwrittensolelyforthepoem’ssake。
  WithasdeepareverencefortheTrueaseverinspiredthebosomofman,Iwouldneverthelesslimit,insomemeasure,itsmodesofinculcation。Iwouldlimittoenforcethem。Iwouldnotenfeeblethembydissipation。ThedemandsofTrutharesevere。Shehasnosympathywiththemyrtles。All_that_whichissoindispensableinSongispreciselyall_that_withwhich_she_hasnothingwhatevertodo。Itisbutmakingheraflauntingparadoxtowreatheheringemsandflowers。Inenforcingatruthweneedseverityratherthanefflorescenceoflanguage。Wemustbesimple,precise,terse。Wemustbecool,calm,unimpassioned。Inaword,wemustbeinthatmoodwhich,asnearlyaspossible,istheexactconverseofthepoetical。_He_mustbeblindindeedwhodoesnotperceivetheradicalandchasmaldifferencebetweenthetruthfulandthepoeticalmodesofinculcation。Hemustbetheory-madbeyondredemptionwho,inspiteofthesedifferences,shallstillpersistinattemptingtoreconciletheobstinateoilsandwatersofPoetryandTruth。
  Dividingtheworldofmindintoitsthreemostimmediatelyobviousdistinctions,wehavethePureIntellect,Taste,andtheMoralSense。I
  placeTasteinthemiddle,becauseitisjustthispositionwhichintheminditoccupies。Itholdsintimaterelationswitheitherextreme;butfromtheMoralSenseisseparatedbysofaintadifferencethatAristotlehasnothesitatedtoplacesomeofitsoperationsamongthevirtuesthemselves。Neverthelesswefindthe_offices_ofthetriomarkedwithasufficientdistinction。JustastheIntellectconcernsitselfwithTruth,soTasteinformsusoftheBeautiful,whiletheMoralSenseisregardfulofDuty。Ofthislatter,whileConscienceteachestheobligation,andReasontheexpediency,Tastecontentsherselfwithdisplayingthecharms: