But this concession, I think, we may make to Darwin; that even in the
sphere of mental activities we can never entirely separate ourselves
from the brute creation. We experience in ourselves a certain condition
of mind, where fancies alternate with passing agitation; these proceed
from intense, but confused emotions. This condition does not allow of
clear explanation even to ourselves, since it has nothing in common
with true thought, which is inseparable from the consciousness of
objects, and therefore is lacking in words with which to express
itself. To Mendelssohn this mental condition was perfectly known, and
he says, “It is exactly at that moment when language is impotent to
express the experiences of the soul, that the sphere of music opens to
us; if all that passes in us were capable of being expressed in words,
I should write no more music.”
A flock of birds about to migrate, all follow an unanimous impulse in
uttering at starting a few high clear notes, perhaps impelled by an
unknown motive, their inclinations and wills find collective expression
therein, by a mutual impulse which comes from soundless depths of the
life of the senses, carrying all before it. This universal sympathy,
however difficult to explain, is one of the noblest possessions of the
inferior animals; even the aptitude they display for certain mechanical
acts of labour does not stand on the same level; but in the vocal
manifestations of birds there is no indication of true thought, the
basis of real language.
* * * * *
Now come, my dog, for a _tête-à-tête_. It would be impossible to hold
converse with ants, bees, monkeys, moles, or birds, as I should not
acknowledge them as my compeers, I should not admit them as intimates;
but you I know well; and, let me tell you, your judges have shown their
impartiality towards you; none of the vices which degrade us--your
superiors--have been laid to your account. You are called neither
gourmand, thief, idler, nor hypocrite; but you lack the qualities that
might have been yours had you possessed the faculty of combination.
They say that you create nothing because you fail to see what purpose
tools may serve; and you are ignorant of the fact that _A._ being
given, _B._ must follow--such is combination. Still, on looking
closely, it is possible to discover amongst us--your superiors--those
who are stupid--or awkward--who take small advantage of all the means
put within their reach to recede from a false position, to recover
from the effects of a wrong step, or, what is still more important,
remedy their ignorance. Yes, there are many such, and these also lack
the faculty of combination.
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