If a writer fails to use the past as the language with which to express
his present, the reason may be that he does not know the past, or that
he has theoretical objections to using it so, even though the great
writers have followed no other method. But this reason is rarely the
true one. Today as at other times any sincere writer will be interested
in the great examples of his art, and will find them out, and probably
the same instincts will eventually show themselves in his work as in
the work of his predecessors. Undoubtedly there are poets and novelists
today who through a mistaken cult of the natural are striving for a
strictly contemporary utterance—rejecting, that is, all that they can
recognize in our speech as having a history. If their scholarship were
more complete, they would have to reject even the meagre vocabulary
of word, image and legend they are now content to use. But the writer
who willingly would avail himself of the full inheritance in his art
finds himself limited perhaps for another reason—he finds that his
readers do not know the past, that many of them cultivate an ignorance
of it, and that, therefore, if he uses it to speak with, he may not be
understood. It is part of the discipline which every art imposes on
those who practise it, that they must speak in terms intelligible to
their audience. It remains to ask, of course, who are the audience? and
the writer, if he is sufficiently courageous, stubborn, or hopeful, may
choose to address a more intelligent audience than he finds in his day,
an audience who he thinks will at last recover the traditional tongue in
which he speaks, and for whom it will be worth his while to wait. This
may seem to some of us the only way out, but we know it is a precarious
way. Such a brilliant belated justification came to the Greek classics at
the Renaissance; it has come in music to such a giant as Bach, who was,
as we say, ahead of his own day; but to expect it to come to us merely
because our contemporaries do not appreciate us is entirely too obvious a
self-flattery. The sane artist will rather do his best to say what he has
to say in language his day understands, and he will try also to encourage
his audience in the recovery of a larger language, so that he may say
more to them.
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