The private life, The wheel of time, Lord Beaupré, The visits, Collaboration, Owen Wingrave.James, Henry
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The private life, The wheel of time, Lord Beaupré, The visits, Collaboration, Owen Wingrave.
James, Henry
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
"Against the religion of art--against the love for beauty--against the
search for the Holy Grail?" The transfigured look with which he named
these things, the way his warm voice filled the rich room, was a
revelation of the wonderful talk that had taken place.
"Do you know--for one of _us_--the really damnable, the only
unpardonable, sin?"
"Tell me, so that I may keep clear of it!"
"To profane _our_ golden air with the hideous invention of patriotism."
"It was a clever invention in its time!" I laughed.
"I'm not talking about its time--I'm talking about, its place. It was
never anything but a fifth-rate impertinence here. In art there are no
countries--no idiotic nationalities, no frontiers, nor _douanes_, nor
still more idiotic fortresses and bayonets. It has the unspeakable
beauty of being the region in which those abominations cease, the medium
in which such vulgarities simply can't live. What therefore are we to
say of the brutes who wish to drag them all in--to crush to death with
them all the flowers of such a garden, to shut out all the light of such
a sky?" I was far from desiring to defend the "brutes" in question,
though there rose before me even at that moment a sufficiently vivid
picture of the way, later on, poor Vendemer would have to face them. I
quickly perceived indeed that the picture was, to his own eyes, a still
more crowded canvas. Félix Vendemer, in the centre of it, was an
admirable, a really sublime figure. If there had been wonderful talk
after I quitted the two poets the wonder was not over yet--it went on
far into the night for my benefit. We looked at the prospect in many
lights, turned the subject about almost every way it would go; but I am
bound to say there was one relation in which we tacitly agreed to
forbear to consider it. We neither of us uttered the name of Paule de
Brindes--the outlook in that direction would too serious. And yet if
Félix Vendemer, exquisite and incorruptible artist that he was, had
fallen in love with the idea of "testifying," it was from that direction
that the finest part of his opportunity to do so would proceed.
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