Great Britain -- Social conditions -- 19th century; Social problems
If you ask this Pontiff, "Who made him? What is to become of him
and us?" he maintains a dignified reserve; waves his hand and
pontiff-eyes over the unfathomable deep of Heaven, the 'Tsien,'
the azure kingdoms of Infinitude; as if asking, "is it doubtful
that we are right _well_ made? Can aught that is _wrong_ become
of us?"--He and his three hundred millions (it is their chief
'punctuality') visit yearly the Tombs of their Fathers; each man
the Tomb of his Father and his Mother: alone there, in silence,
with what of 'worship' or of other thought there may be, pauses
solemnly each man; the divine Skies all silent over him; the
divine Graves, and this divinest Grave, all silent under him;
the pulsings of his own soul, if he have any soul, alone audible.
Truly it may be a kind of worship! Truly, if a man cannot get
some glimpse into the Eternities, looking through this portal,--
through what other need he try it?
Our friend the Pontiff-Emperor permits cheerfully, though with
contempt, all manner of Buddhists, Bonzes, Talapoins and such
like, to build brick Temples, on the voluntary principle; to
worship with what of chantings, paper-lanterns and tumultuous
brayings, pleases them; and make night hideous, since they find
some comfort in so doing. Cheerfully, though with contempt. He
is a wiser Pontiff than many persons think! He is as yet the one
Chief Potentate or Priest in this Earth who has made a distinct
systematic attempt at what we call the ultimate result of all
religion, _'Practical_ Hero-worship:' he does incessantly, with
true anxiety, in such way as he can, search and sift (it would
appear) his whole enormous population for the Wisest born among
them; by which Wisest, as by born Kings, these three hundred
million men are governed. The Heavens, to a certain extent, do
appear to countenance him. These three hundred millions actually
make porcelain, souchong tea, with innumerable other things; and
fight, under Heaven's flag, against Necessity;--and have fewer
Seven-Years Wars, Thirty-Years Wars, French-Revolution Wars, and
infernal fightings with each other, than certain millions
elsewhere have!
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