Do you know that when we last talked _belles lettres_ the whole evening
went by (or at least I think so) without my saying anything about
"Pickwick"? I hope you noted the omission in your diary, if you keep
one, because I find it difficult to talk much about literature, without
drawing some illustration from that very notable, and curious, and
unappreciated book. Yes, I maintain the justice of the last epithet in
spite of circulation, in spite of popularity, and in spite of "Pickwick
'literature.'" You may like a book very much and read it three times a
year without appreciating it, and if a great book is really popular it
is sure to owe its popularity to entirely wrong reasons. There are
people, you know, who study Homer every day, because he throws so much
light on the manners and customs of the ancients, and if a book of our
own time is both great and popular, you may be sure that it is loved for
its most peccant parts, just as nine people out of ten will recall the
"Raven" and the "Bells" if the poetry of Edgar Allan Poe is mentioned.
After all, I needn't have excused myself for my constant references to
Dickens's masterpiece, since I have already informed you that, like
Coleridge, I love a "cyclical" mode of discoursing; and I honestly think
that if you want to understand something about the Mysteries or the Fine
Arts (which are the expression of the mysteries) it is the only way. A
proposition in Euclid is demonstrated and done with, since nothing can
be added to a mathematical proof; but literature is different. It is
many-sided and many-coloured, and variable always; you can consider it
in half-a-dozen ways, from half-a-dozen standpoints, and from
half-a-dozen judgments, each of which will be true and perfect in
itself, and yet each will supplement the other. Two or three weeks ago I
think I tried to show you what a complex organism any given book
reveals, if one examines it with a little attention, and if one specimen
be so curiously and intricately fashioned, you may imagine the
complexity of the whole subject.
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