And that leads me to define the attitude that Monsieur l’Abbé Coignard
at the _Petit Bacchus_, took in regard to governments and peoples. He
respected neither the supports of society nor the vault of Empire. He
held as subject to doubt and as matter for dispute the very virtue
of the Holy Ampulla, then a principle in the constitution such as
universal suffrage is to-day. Such a liberty which would then have
scandalised every Frenchman shocks us no longer.
But it would be to misunderstand our philosopher to make excuses for
the liveliness of his criticisms on the old order of things.
Monsieur l’Abbé Coignard made no great difference between governments
called absolute, and those we call free, and we may well suppose that
had he lived in our day he would still have kept a strong dose of that
generous discontent of which his heart was full.
Since he dealt in principles, no doubt he would have discovered the
vanity of ours. I judge by a remark of his which has come down to us.
“In a democracy,” said Monsieur l’Abbé Coignard, “a people is subjected
to its own will—a very hard slavery. In fact, it has as little
knowledge of its own will, and is as opposed to it, as it could be to
that of a prince. For the universal will is to be seen scarcely or not
at all in the individual, who nevertheless suffers the constraint of
all. And universal suffrage is a hoax, like the dove that brought the
Sacred Chrism in its beak. Popular government, like monarchy, rests
on fiction and lives by expedient. It suffices that the fiction be
accepted, and the expedient happy.”
This maxim is enough to make us believe that he would have preserved
in our day the proud and smiling freedom which was the ornament of his
mind in the age of kings. Still, he was never a revolutionary. He had
too few illusions for that, and thought that governments should not be
destroyed otherwise than by the blind and inexorable forces, slow and
irresistible, that carry away all things.
He held that the one people could not be governed two ways at the
same time, for this reason, that, nations being indeed bodies, their
functions depend on the structure of their parts, and the condition of
their organs; that is to say, of the land and the people, and not of
the ruling powers, who must be adjusted to a nation as a man’s clothes
are to his body.
“The misfortune is,” added he, “that the people are suited by them like
a Harlequin or a Jack-in-the-green. Their coat is ever too loose or
too tight, ill-fitting, ridiculous, grubby, covered with stains, and
crawling with vermin. We may mend things by shaking it out, cautiously,
putting in a stitch here, and when necessary, applying the scissors
there, with discretion, so as to avoid being at the expense of another
equally bad, but not clinging too obstinately to the old garment when
the body has changed its shape by growth.”
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