Yet let us not find fault, for terrible as it is to find a man who,
discarding the tradition that it is the office of poets to soothe and
amuse their fellow-prisoners with pretty fables and tales of the
governor's beneficence--a man who rejects this almost universal
tradition and appals his hearers with an account of malignant
treacheries committed by that governor--yet I sympathise with the
temper that does this, and believe that it has its roots in a genuine
and manly feeling, the feeling that I tried to suggest at the beginning.
"Hardy is a strong example of that curious, inverted Manichæism so
characteristic of our time--a sort of mediæval horror of the grossness
of matter, balanced by a most unmediæval sense of the utter madness of
insulting and despising matter, seeing that the tyranny of it is
absolute.
"He is perhaps the first Briton to write as a true man of the people on
such a subject, that is to say, to take it quite seriously. His story is
told with such passion that almost every particle of doctrinaire
affectation or easy pattern work is consumed and refined away, and he
has created in Tess the most inexpressibly pathetic figure that I know
of in literature."
About Zola he writes in a letter of July, 1893:--
"Perhaps you have read 'Le Rêve.' It and 'La Debâcle' are the only two
of Zola's longer novels that could be recommended to a lady, and even
the latter with some misgiving. I cannot say that I think 'Le Rêve' one
of Zola's best works. I am far from sure that the French critic who
said: 'Nous préférons Monsieur Zola à quatre pattes' was not in the
right. Nevertheless, there are passages in it stamped by Zola's unique
greatness. With regard to its defects, I would rather say nothing at
present, except one--the end strikes me as absurd, _franchement mauvais
et du placage litteraire_--a recrudescence of something that we have
left far behind, something dead that should have been left to bury its
dead. All the same there are, I think, truly great things in the book."
Of Marie Bashkirtseff, September, 1891, he writes:--
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