sartor resartus-第19章

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ttle　developed　in　him。〃

That　to　Teufelsdrockh　the　aspect　of　the　world　was　nowise　so　faultless；　and　many　things　besides　〃the　Outrooting　of　Journalism〃　might　have　seemed　improvements；　we　can　readily　conjecture。　　With　nothing　but　a　barren　Auscultatorship　from　without；　and　so　many　mutinous　thoughts　and　wishes　from　within；　his　position　was　no　easy　one。　　〃The　Universe；〃　he　says；　〃was　as　a　mighty　Sphinx…riddle；　which　I　knew　so　little　of；　yet　must　rede；　or　be　devoured。　　In　red　streaks　of　unspeakable　grandeur；　yet　also　in　the　blackness　of　darkness；　was　Life；　to　my　too…unfurnished　Thought；　unfolding　itself。　　A　strange　contradiction　lay　in　me；　and　I　as　yet　knew　not　the　solution　of　it；　knew　not　that　spiritual　music　can　spring　only　from　discords　set　in　harmony；　that　but　for　Evil　there　were　no　Good；　as　victory　is　only　possible　by　battle。〃

〃I　have　heard　affirmed　（surely　in　jest）；〃　observes　he　elsewhere；　〃by　not　unphilanthropic　persons；　that　it　were　a　real　increase　of　human　happiness；　could　all　young　men　from　the　age　of　nineteen　be　covered　under　barrels；　or　rendered　otherwise　invisible；　and　there　left　to　follow　their　lawful　studies　and　callings；　till　they　emerged；　sadder　and　wiser；　at　the　age　of　twenty…five。　　With　which　suggestion；　at　least　as　considered　in　the　light　of　a　practical　scheme；　I　need　scarcely　say　that　I　nowise　coincide。　Nevertheless　it　is　plausibly　urged　that；　as　young　ladies　（_Madchen_）　are；　to　mankind；　precisely　the　most　delightful　in　those　years；　so　young　gentlemen　（_Bubchen_）　do　then　attain　their　maximum　of　detestability。　　Such　gawks　（_Gecken_）　are　they；　and　foolish　peacocks；　and　yet　with　such　a　vulturous　hunger　for　self…indulgence；　so　obstinate；　obstreperous；　vain…glorious；　in　all　senses；　so　froward　and　so　forward。　　No　mortal's　endeavor　or　attainment　will；　in　the　smallest；　content　the　as　yet　unendeavoring；　unattaining　young　gentleman；　but　he　could　make　it　all　infinitely　better；　were　it　worthy　of　him。　　Life　everywhere　is　the　most　manageable　matter；　simple　as　a　question　in　the　Rule…of…Three：　　multiply　your　second　and　third　term　together；　divide　the　product　by　the　first；　and　your　quotient　will　be　the　answer；which　you　are　but　an　ass　if　you　cannot　come　at。　　The　booby　has　not　yet　found　out；　by　any　trial；　that；　do　what　one　will；　there　is　ever　a　cursed　fraction；　oftenest　a　decimal　repeater；　and　no　net　integer　quotient　so　much　as　to　be　thought　of。〃

In　which　passage　does　not　there　lie　an　implied　confession　that　Teufelsdrockh　himself；　besides　his　outward　obstructions；　had　an　inward；　still　greater；　to　contend　with；　namely；　a　certain　temporary；　youthful；　yet　still　afflictive　derangement　of　head？　　Alas；　on　the　former　side　alone；　his　case　was　hard　enough。　　〃It　continues　ever　true；〃　says　he；　〃that　Saturn；　or　Chronos；　or　what　we　call　TIME；　devours　all　his　Children：　　only　by　incessant　Running；　by　incessant　Working；　may　you　（for　some　threescore…and…ten　years）　escape　him；　and　you　too　he　devours　at　last。　　Can　any　Sovereign；　or　Holy　Alliance　of　Sovereigns；　bid　Time　stand　still；　even　in　thought；　shake　themselves　free　of　Time？　　Our　whole　terrestrial　being　is　based　on　Time；　and　built　of　Time；　it　is　wholly　a　Movement；　a　Time…impulse；　Time　is　the　author　of　it；　the　material　of　it。　　Hence　also　our　Whole　Duty；　which　is　to　move；　to　work；in　the　right　direction。　　Are　not　our　Bodies　and　our　Souls　in　continual　movement；　whether　we　will　or　not；　in　a　continual　Waste；　requiring　a　continual　Repair？　　Utmost　satisfaction　of　our　whole　outward　and　inward　Wants　were　but　satisfaction　for　a　space　of　Time；　thus；　whatso　we　have　done；　is　done；　and　for　us　annihilated；　and　ever　must　we　go　and　do　anew。　　O　Time…Spirit；　how　hast　thou　environed　and　imprisoned　us；　and　sunk　us　so　deep　in　thy　troublous　dim　Time…Element；　that　only　in　lucid　moments　can　so　much　as　glimpses　of　our　upper　Azure　Home　be　revealed　to　us！　　Me；　however；　as　a　Son　of　Time；　unhappier　than　some　others；　was　Time　threatening　to　eat　quite　prematurely；　for；　strive　as　I　might；　there　was　no　good　Running；　so　obstructed　was　the　path；　so　gyved　were　the　feet。〃　　That　is　to　say；　we　presume；　speaking　in　the　dialect　of　this　lower　world；　that　Teufelsdrockh's　whole　duty　and　necessity　was；　like　other　men's；　〃to　work；in　the　right　direction；〃　and　that　no　work　was　to　be　had；　whereby　he　became　wretched　enough。　　As　was　natural：　　with　haggard　Scarcity　threatening　him　in　the　distance；　and　so　vehement　a　soul　languishing　in　restless　inaction；　and　forced　thereby；　like　Sir　Hudibras's　sword　by　rust；

　　　　　〃To　eat　into　itself；　for　lack　　　　　　Of　something　else　to　hew　and　hack；〃

But　on　the　whole；　that　same　〃excellent　Passivity；〃　as　it　has　all　along　done；　is　here　again　vigorously　flourishing；　in　which　circumstance　may　we　not　trace　the　beginnings　of　much　that　now　characterizes　our　Professor　and　perhaps；　in　faint　rudiments；　the　origin　of　the　Clothes…Philosophy　itself？　Already　the　attitude　he　has　assumed　towards　the　World　is　too　defensive；　not；　as　would　have　been　desirable；　a　bold　attitude　of　attack。　　〃So　far　hitherto；〃　he　says；　〃as　I　had　mingled　with　mankind；　I　was　notable；　if　for　anything；　for　a　certain　stillness　of　manner；　which；　as　my　friends　often　rebukingly　declared；　did　but　ill　express　the　keen　ardor　of　my　feelings。　　I；　in　truth；　regarded　men　with　an　excess　both　of　love　and　of　fear。　　The　mystery　of　a　Person；　indeed；　is　ever　divine　to　him　that　has　a　sense　for　the　Godlike。　　Often；　notwithstanding；　was　I　blamed；　and　by　half…strangers　hated；　for　my　so…called　Hardness　（_Harte_）；　my　Indifferentism　towards　men；　and　the　seemingly　ironic　tone　I　had　adopted；　as　my　favorite　dialect　in　conversation。　　Alas；　the　panoply　of　Sarcasm　was　but　as　a　buckram　case；　wherein　I　had　striven　to　envelop　myself；　that　so　my　own　poor　Person　might　live　safe　there；　and　in　all　friendliness；　being　no　longer　exasperated　by　wounds。　　Sarcasm　I　now　see　to　be；　in　general；　the　language　of　the　Devil；　for　which　reason　I　have　long　since　as　good　as　renounced　it。　　But　how　many　individuals　did　I；　in　those　days；　provoke　into　some　degree　of　hostility　thereby！　　An　ironic　man；　with　his　sly　stillness；　and　ambuscading　ways；　more　especially　an　ironic　young　man；　from　whom　it　is　least　expected；　may　be　viewed　as　a　pest　to　society。　　Have　we　not　seen　persons　of　weight　and　name　coming　forward；　with　gentlest　indifference；　to　tread　such　a　one　out　of　sight；　as　an　insignificancy　and　worm；　start　ceiling…high　（_balkenhock_）；　and　thence　fall　shattered　and　supine；　to　be　borne　home　on　shutters；　not　without　indignation；　when　he　proved　electric　and　a　torpedo！〃

Alas；　how　can　a　man　with　this　devilishness　of　temper　make　way　for　himself　in　Life；　where　the　first　problem；　as　Teufelsdrockh　too　admits；　is　〃to　unite　yourself　with　some　one；　and　with　somewhat　（_sich　anzuschliessen_）〃？　Division；　not　union；　is　written　on　most　part　of　his　procedure。　　Let　us　add　too　that；　in　no　great　length　of　time；　the　only　important　connection　he　had　ever　succeeded　in　forming；　his　connection　with　the　Zahdarm　Family；　seems　to　have　been　paralyzed；　for　all　practical　uses；　by　the　death　of　the　〃not　uncholeric〃　old　Count。　　This　fact　stands　recorded；　quite　incidentally；　in　a　certain　_Discourse　on　Epitaphs_；　huddled　into　the　present　Bag；　among　so　much　else；　of　which　Essay　the　learning　and　curious　penetration　are　more　to　be　approved　of　than　the　spirit。　　His　grand　principle　is；　that　lapidary　inscriptions；　of　what　sort　soever；　should　be　Historical　rather　than　Lyrical。　　〃By　request　of　that　worthy　Nobleman's　survivors；〃　says　he；　〃I　undertook　to　compose　his　Epitaph；　and　not　unmindful　of　my　own　rules；　produced　the　following；　which　however；　for　an　alleged　defect　of　Latinity；　a　defect　never　yet　fully　visible　to　myself；　still　remains　unengraven；〃wherein；　we　may　predict；　there　is　more　than　the　Latinity　that　will　surprise　an　English　reader：

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CHAPTER　V。　ROMANCE。

〃For　long　years；〃　writes　Teufelsdrockh；　〃had　the　poor　Hebrew；　in　this　Egypt　of　an　Auscultatorship；　painfully　toiled；　baking　bricks　without　stubble；　before　ever　the　question　once　struck　him　with　entire　force：　　For　what？_Beym　Himmel_！　　For　Food　and　Warmth！　　And　are　Food　and　Warmth　nowhere　else；　in　the　whole　wide　Universe；　discoverable？Come　of　it　what　might；　I　resolved　to　try。〃

Thus　then　are　we　to　see　him　in　a　new　independent　capacity；　though　perhaps　far　from　an　improved　one。　　Teufelsdrockh　is　now　a　man　without　Profession。　Quitting　the　common　Fleet　of　herring…busses　and　whalers；　where　indeed　his　leeward；　laggard　condition　was　painful　enough；　he　desperately　steers　off；　on　a　course　of　his　own；　by　sextant　and　compass　of　his　own。　　Unhappy　Teufelsdrockh！　　Though　neither　Fleet；　nor　Traffic；　nor　Commodores　pleased　thee；　still　was　it　not　_a　Fleet_；　sailing　in　prescribed　track；　for　fixed　objects；　above　all；　in　combination；　wherein；　by　mutual　guidance；　by　all　manner　of　loans　and　borrowings；　each　could　manifoldly　aid　the　other？　　How　wilt　thou　sail　in　unknown　seas；　and　for　thyself　find　that　shorter　Northwest　Passage　to　thy　fair　Spice…country　of　a　Nowhere？A　solitary　rover；　on　such　a　voyage；　with　such　nautical　tactics；　will　meet　with　adventures。　　Nay；　as　we　forthwith　discover；　a　certain　Calypso…Island　detains　him　at　the　very　outset；　and　as　it　were　falsifies　and　oversets　his　whole　reckoning。

〃If　in　youth；〃　writes　he　once；　〃the　Universe　is　majestically　unveiling；　and　everywhere　Heaven　revealing　itself　on　Earth；　nowhere　to　the　Young　Man　does　this　Heaven　on　Earth　so　immediately　reveal　itself　as　in　the　Young　Maiden。　Strangely　enough；　in　this　strange　life　of　ours；　it　has　been　so　appointed。　On　the　whole；　as　I　have　often　said；　a　Person　（_Personlichkeit_）　is　ever　holy　to　us；　a　certain　orthodox　Anthropomorphism　connects　my　_Me_　with　all　_Thees_　in　bonds　of　Love：　　but　it　is　in　this　approximation　of　the　Like　and　Unlike；　that　such　heavenly　attraction；　as　between　Negative　and　Positive；　first　burns　out　into　a　flame。　　Is　the　pitifullest　mortal　Person；　think　you；　indifferent　to　us？　　Is　it　not　rather　our　heartfelt　wish　to　be　made　one　with　him；　to　unite　him　to　us；　by　gratitude；　by　admiration；　even　by　fear；　or　failing　all　these；　unite　ourselves　to　him？　　But　how　much　more；　in　this　case　of　the　Like…Unlike！　　Here　is　conceded　us　the　higher　mystic　possibility　of　such　a　union；　the　highest　in　our　Earth；　thus；　in　the　conducting　medium　of　Fantasy；　flames　forth　that　fire…development　of　the　universal　Spiritual　Electricity；　which；　as　unfolded　between　man　and　woman；　we　first　emphatically　denominate　LOVE。

〃In　every　well…conditioned　stripling；　as　I　conjecture；　there　already　blooms　a　certain　prospective　Paradise；　cheered　by　some　fairest　Eve；　nor；　in　the　stately　vistas；　and　flowerage　and　foliage　of　that　Garden；　is　a　Tree　of　Knowledge；　beautiful　and　awful　in　the　midst　thereof；　wanting。　　Perhaps　too　the　whole　is　but　the　lovelier；　if　Cherubim　and　a