Narrative and Miscellaneous PapersDe Quincey, Thomas
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Narrative and Miscellaneous Papers
De Quincey, Thomas
English essays; English fiction
It is said continually--that the age of miracles is past. We deny that
it is so in any sense which implies this age to differ from all other
generations of man except one. It is neither past, nor ought we to wish
it past. Superstition is no vice in the constitution of man: it is
not true that, in any philosophic view, _primus in orbe deos fecit
timor_--meaning by _fecit_ even so much as _raised into light_. As Burke
remarked, the _timor_ at least must be presumed to preexist, and must
be accounted for, if not the gods. If the fear created the gods, what
created the fear? Far more true, and more just to the grandeur of man,
it would have been to say--_Primus in orbe deos fecit sensus infiniti_.
Even in the lowest Caffre, more goes to the sense of a divine being than
simply his wrath or his power. Superstition, indeed, or the sympathy
with the invisible, is the great test of man's nature, as an earthly
combining with a celestial. In superstition lies the possibility
of religion. And though superstition is often injurious, degrading,
demoralizing, it is so, not as a form of corruption or degradation,
but as a form of non-development. The crab is harsh, and for itself
worthless. But it is the germinal form of innumerable finer fruits: not
apples only the most exquisite, and pears; the peach and the nectarine
are said to have radiated from this austere stock when cultured,
developed, and transferred to all varieties of climate. Superstition
will finally pass into pure forms of religion as man advances. It would
be matter of lamentation to hear that superstition had at all decayed
until man had made corresponding steps in the purification and
development of his intellect as applicable to religious faith. Let us
hope that this is not so. And, by way of judging, let us throw a hasty
eye over the modes of popular superstition. If these manifest their
vitality, it will prove that the popular intellect does not go along
with the bookish or the worldly (philosophic we cannot call it) in
pronouncing the miraculous extinct. The popular feeling is all in all.
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