your endeavor to convince, that insult is more of an offence than an
argument; indeed, it is only used when argument is exhausted.
The composing of an epic poem is held to be the highest achievement
of the human mind. Ideality, or imagination, is the means used
in the performance of the work. Ideality is the inspiration of
religion, and without it religion would simply be a form of law,
to be broken like other laws, and to be vindicated by penalties and
processes similar to those imposed and employed in the vindication
and substantiation of any other law. The ecclesiastical synonym for
ideality is faith.
If ideality be the source of the highest results of intellectual
effort, and of religious belief, who can venture to fabricate a chain
with which to bind and circumscribe its flights? If man in power, for
the supposed benefit of the man out of power, does so, it is merely
the result of policy, or passion, or human prejudice, or selfishness;
and no man that ever lived, from the Pope of Rome to the backwood
preacher, and from the preacher to the ethical moralist, has had that
right inherent in his particular nature, to tax as a royalty the
patent of the human mind to the grand prerogative of thought.
Canute, the king, tried an experiment of mastery with the tide.
What other despot of school theory will make the same effort with
the tidings of the brain of man, hoping for better success than
the Danish fool? If there be such, so sure as the first known
madman of the Hamlet race was driven from the beech, will the
other be overwhelmed by the resistless force of that great wave of
intelligence which has already grappled with the lightning, and
taught it the babel language by which man expresses his endless
wants. Man, when he seizes upon the great faculties of electricity,
does not stultify himself by establishing a limit to its capacity.
At first it was a rod upon a chimney that drew a spark from the
thunder-storm; then the galvanic battery, to draw paralysis from
limbs; then the wire from city to city; and now it passes beneath
the throbbing bosom of the sea, and whispers the price of stocks or
the policy of cabinets into the ear of a man who sits at his table,
like a musician at his piano, taking out of the thunderbolts of Jove
a language and a spirit that ignorance would deny the possibility of
being there. And what more will be accomplished by electricity? We
stand upon the threshold of its domain, enlightened by flashes that
invite and illumine to farther experiments.
Doubt is the genius of discovery, but, at present, with regard to
the supernatural, there is nothing proved except what we believe;
otherwise, the world would have but one creed.
XVII.
MANIFESTATIONS.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account