The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
‘_And of his port as meek as is a maid._’
Scholars lead a contemplative and retired life, both which circumstances
must be supposed to contribute to the effect in question. A life of
study is also conversant with high and _ideal_ models, which gives an
ambitious turn to the mind; and pride is nearly akin to delicacy of
feeling.
That a life of privacy and obscurity should render its votaries bashful
and awkward, or unfit them for the routine of society, from the want
both of a habit of going into company and from ignorance of its usages,
is obvious to remark. No one can be expected to do that well or without
a certain degree of hesitation and restraint, which he is not accustomed
to do except on particular occasions, and at rare intervals. You might
as rationally set a scholar or a clown on a tight-rope and expect them
to dance gracefully and with every appearance of ease, as introduce
either into the gay, laughing circle, and suppose that he will acquit
himself handsomely and come off with applause in the retailing of
anecdote or the interchange of repartee. ‘If you have not seen the
Court, your manners must be naught; and if your manners are naught, you
must be damned,’ according to Touchstone’s reasoning. The other cause
lies rather deeper, and is so far better worth considering, perhaps. A
student, then, that is, a man who condemns himself to toil for a length
of time and through a number of volumes in order to arrive at a
conclusion, naturally loses that smartness and ease which distinguish
the gay and thoughtless rattler. There is a certain elasticity of
movement and hey-day of the animal spirits seldom to be met with but in
those who have never cared for any thing beyond the moment, or looked
lower than the surface. The scholar having to encounter doubts and
difficulties on all hands, and indeed to apply by way of preference to
those subjects which are most beset with mystery, becomes hesitating,
sceptical, irresolute, absent, dull. All the processes of his mind are
slow, cautious, circuitous, instead of being prompt, heedless,
straightforward. Finding the intricacies of the path increase upon him
in every direction, this can hardly be supposed to add to the lightness
of his step, the confidence of his brow as he advances. He does not skim
the surface, but dives under it like the mole to make his way darkling,
by imperceptible degrees, and throwing up heaps of dirt and rubbish over
his head to track his progress. He is therefore startled at any sudden
light, puzzled by any casual question, taken unawares and at a
disadvantage in every critical emergency. He must have time given him to
collect his thoughts, to consider objections, to make farther inquiries,
and come to no conclusion at last. This is very different from the
dashing, _off-hand_ manner of the mere man of business or fashion; and
he who is repeatedly found in situations to which he is unequal
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