The Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No. V, May, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No. V, May, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National Policy
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As they may not formulate for us a definite reply, let us place our ears
close to the throbbing heart of the masses, that we may hear what effect
the Beautiful, as manifested in art, has upon the electric pulses. And
now our despair passes forever, for men made in the image of God, when
not degraded by a corrupting materialism, nor lost in the bewildering
mazes of a luxurious sensualism, nor puffed up with the vain conceit of
the limited understanding, and thus holding themselves above all the
high enthusiasm and holy mysteries of art, always seem able to recognize
that which awakens in them noble thoughts or tender feelings; so that
when a poet sings to them of heroism, of liberty, of fraternity, of
justice, of love, of home, of God, if he can succeed in causing their
hearts to throb with generous emotions, they stop not to consult the
critics, they listen only to the voice of their own naive souls, and at
once and with one accord enthusiastically cry: 'Beautiful! beautiful!
how beautiful!' La Bruyere himself says: 'When a poem elevates your
mind, when it inspires you with noble and heroic feeling, it is
altogether useless to seek other rules by which to judge it; it is--it
must be good, and the work of a true artist.' Such is really the
criterion consulted by the people, and on this broad and just base rests
the general correctness of their judgments.
Uncultured as they may be, is it not, indeed, among the people that we
see the most vivid sympathies with the really great artists, the true
poets? It is among them we most frequently find that glowing enthusiasm
which excites and transports them until they lose all selfish thoughts;
contrasting strongly with the measured calm, the still and prudent
reserve of the elite, the connoisseurs, which an impassioned artist
(Liszt) truly says 'is like the glaces on their own tables.' Let the
artist but strike some of the simple but sublime chords which, the
Creator has tuned to the same harmony in human bosoms, and they will
respond from the heart of the people in an instantaneous thrill of noble
instincts and generous emotions. It is ever with the people that the
artist meets with that profound and _loving_ admiration which so greatly
increases his own powers, and which always leads them to noble acts of
devotion for those who have succeeded in touching the harmonizing chords
vibrating through the mighty bosom of humanity made in the image of God!
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