Narrative and Miscellaneous PapersDe Quincey, Thomas
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Narrative and Miscellaneous Papers
De Quincey, Thomas
English essays; English fiction
Homer describes prayers as having a separate life, rising buoyantly upon
wings, and making their way upwards to the throne of Jove. Such, but in
a sense gloomy and terrific, is the force ascribed under a widespread
superstition, ancient and modern, to words uttered on critical
occasions; or to words uttered at any time, which point to critical
occasions. Hence the doctrine of _euphaemismos_, the necessity of
abstaining from strong words or direct words in expressing fatal
contingencies. It was shocking, at all times of paganism, to say of a
third person--'If he should die;' or to suppose the case that he might
be murdered. The very word _death_ was consecrated and forbidden.
_Si quiddam humanum passus fuerit_ was the extreme form to which men
advanced in such cases. And this scrupulous feeling, originally founded
on the supposed efficacy of words, prevails to this day. It is a feeling
undoubtedly supported by good taste, which strongly impresses upon us
all the discordant tone of all impassioned subjects, (death, religion,
&c.,) with the common key of ordinary conversation. But good taste is
not in itself sufficient to account for a scrupulousness so general and
so austere. In the lowest classes there is a shuddering recoil still
felt from uttering coarsely and roundly the anticipation of a
person's death. Suppose a child, heir to some estate, the subject of
conversation--the hypothesis of his death is put cautiously, under such
forms as, 'If anything but good should happen;' 'if any change should
occur;' 'if any of us should chance to miscarry;' and so forth. Always a
modified expression is sought--always an indirect one. And this timidity
arises under the old superstition still lingering amongst men, like
that ancient awe, alluded to by Wordsworth, for the sea and its deep
secrets--feelings that have not, no, nor ever will, utterly decay. No
excess of nautical skill will ever perfectly disenchant the great abyss
from its terrors--no progressive knowledge will ever medicine that dread
misgiving of a mysterious and pathless power given to words of a certain
import, or uttered in certain situations, by a parent, to persecuting or
insulting children; by the victim of horrible oppression, when laboring
in final agonies; and by others, whether cursing or blessing, who stand
central to great passions, to great interests, or to great perplexities.
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