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J. T. HACKETT
George Eliot.
DEDICATED
TO MY
DEAR FRIEND
RICHARD HODGSON
WHO HAS PASSED OVER
TO THE OTHER SIDE
Of wounds and sore defeat
I made my battle-stay;
Wingèd sandals for my feet
I wove of my delay;
Of weariness and fear
I made my shouting spear;
Of loss, and, doubt, and dread,
And swift oncoming doom
I made a helmet for my head
And a floating plume.
From the shutting mist of death,
From the failure of the breath
I made a battle-horn to blow
Across the vales of overthrow.
O hearken, love, the battle-horn!
The triumph clear, the silver scorn!
O hearken where the echoes bring,
Down the grey disastrous morn,
Laughter and rallying![1]
Macbeth, IV, 3.
PREFACE[2]
A large proportion of the most interesting quotations in this book
was collected between 1874 and 1886. During that period I was
under the influence of Richard Hodgson, who was my close friend
from childhood. To him directly and indirectly this book is largely
indebted.
Hodgson (1855-1905) had a remarkably pure, noble, and lovable
character, and was one of the most gifted men Australia has
produced. He is known in philosophic circles from some early
contributions to Mind and other journals, but is mainly known from
his work in psychical research, to which he devoted the best years of
his life. Apart from his great ability in other directions, he was
endowed, even in youth, with fine taste and a clear and mature
literary judgment. This will appear to some extent in the quotations
over his name, and the note on p. 208 will give further particulars of
his career. He was from two to three years older than myself, and
guided me in my early reading. Therefore, indirectly, he has to do
with most of the contents of this book.
But, more than this, about one-third of the main quotations (not
including the notes which I have only now added) came direct from
Hodgson. He left Australia in 1877, but we maintained a voluminous
correspondence until 1886. This correspondence contained most of
the quotations referred to, and the remainder Hodgson gave me in
London on the only occasion I met him after he left Australia. (After
1886 he became so immersed in psychical research, and I in legal
work, that our correspondence ceased to be of a literary character.)
Thus directly and indirectly Hodgson has much to do with the book—
and, if it had been practicable, I would have placed his name on the
title-page.
This book is simply one to be taken up at odd moments, like any
other collection of quotations. But there are two reasons why it may
have some special interest. One reason is that it includes passages
from a number of authors who appear to have become forgotten, or,
at any rate, to be passing Lethe-wards. We, who dwell in the
underworld,[3] cannot, of course, have a complete knowledge of
what is known or forgotten in the inner literary circles of England.
We can depend only on the books and periodicals that happen to
come to our hands, and perhaps should not rely too much on such
sources of information. Yet I cannot but think that Robert Buchanan,
for example, has become largely forgotten, and apparently this is the
case also with a number of other authors from whom I quote.
Because of this, I have retained all the passages I had from such
authors.
It must be remembered that this book is not an anthology. A
commonplace book is usually a collection of reminders made by a
young man who cannot afford an extensive library. There is no
system in such a collection. A book is borrowed and extracts made
from it; another book by the same author is bought and no extract
made from it. On the one hand a favourite verse, although well
known, is written out for some reason or other; on the other hand
hundreds of beautiful poems are omitted. So far from this being an
anthology, I have, as a matter of course, omitted many poems that
since the seventy-eighty period have become general favourites;
and, as regards the most beautiful gems of our literature, they are
almost all excluded. There are for example, only a few lines from
Shakespeare.
Some exceptions have, however, been made. In a series of word-
pictures, a few of the best-known passages will be found. A few
others have been included for reasons that will readily appear; they
either form part of a series or the reason is apparent from the notes.
Apart from these I have retained Blanco White’s great sonnet and
“The Night has a thousand eyes,” written by F. W. Bourdillon when
an undergraduate at Worcester College, Oxford, because with regard
to these I had an interesting and instructive experience. I
accidentally discovered that of four well-read men (two at least of
them more thorough students of poetry than myself) two were
ignorant of the one poem and two of the other. Seeking an
explanation, I turned to the anthologies. I could not find in any of
them Bourdillon’s little gem until I came to the comparatively recent
Oxford Book of Victorian Verse and The Spirit of Man. The Blanco
White sonnet I could find nowhere except in collections of sonnets,
which in my opinion are little read. It will be observed that in
anthologies alone can Blanco White’s one and only poem be kept
alive.
The second reason why this book may have a special interest is
that it may serve as a reminder to my contemporaries of our stirring
thoughts and experiences in the seventies and eighties. How
interesting this period was it is difficult to show in a few lines. In
pure literature, books of value simply poured from the press. In the
closing year, 1889, “One who never turned his back, but marched
breast forward” died on the day that his last book, Asolando, was
published, leaving Tennyson, an old man of eighty, the sole survivor
of the poets of a great period. At almost the same moment
“Crossing the Bar” was published.
Apart from literature, the seventies and eighties were an eventful
period in science and religion. Darwinism was still causing its
tremendous upheaval, and the supposed conflict between religion
and science exercised an enormous effect on the minds of men.
Evolution had explained so much of the processes in the history of
life, that the majority of thinkers at that time imagined that no room
was left for the super-natural. Science was supposed to have given a
death-blow to religion, and the greatest wave of materialism ever
known in the history of the world swept over England and Europe. It
is strange how many great thinkers missed what now appears so
obvious a fact, that causality still stood behind all law, and that
Darwin, like Newton, had merely helped to show the method by
which the universe is governed. (It seems to me that James
Martineau stood supreme at that time as a man of genius who saw
clearly the inherent defect of the whole materialist movement.)
However, agnosticism, materialism, positivism flourished and
triumphed. Science, whose dignity had been so long unrecognized,
came into her own, and, in her turn, usurped the same dogmatic
superior attitude she had resented in ecclesiasticism. On the one
hand pessimistic literature and philosophy poured from the press; on
the other hand new religions arose to take the place of the old.
Theosophy and spiritualism were in evidence everywhere (leading in
1882 to the happy result that the Society for Psychical Research was
founded). Harrison, Clifford, Swinburne and others preached the
deification of man. There were discords within, as well as foes
without the church. The severely orthodox fought against the
revelations of Colenso and the higher criticism; Seeley’s Ecce Homo
and a host of other works aroused fierce antagonism; Pius IX, who
had in 1864 published his Syllabus which would have destroyed
modern civilization, proclaimed the infallibility of the Pope in 1870—
and in 1872 was deprived of temporal power. Such questions as the
literal interpretation and inerrancy of the Bible were the subjects of
intense conflict—and especially strange is it to remember the dire
struggle of well-intentioned men to maintain the horrible doctrine of
eternal punishment. I imagine that this book will assist to some
extent in recalling the atmosphere and aroma of that remarkable
period.
I have made very little attempt to arrange my quotations—and
now wish I had done less in that direction. The book is intended for
casual reading, and to arrange it under headings would tend to
make it heavy. The element of surprise is more calculated to make
the book attractive.
I began the notes that are appended to some of the quotations
with the intention of giving only such short, necessary explanations
as would be of assistance to the inexperienced reader. When,
however, I began to write, I found my pen running away with me.
Apart from the usual, ineffectual efforts of one’s youth, I had never
before attempted literary work, and for the first time experienced
the great pleasure there is in such writing. With the immense variety
of subjects in a collection of quotations, one could continue to write
over a series of years; but it was necessary to keep the book within
reasonable bounds, and, therefore, I had arbitrarily to come to a
stop. In these notes I do not claim that there is much, if any,
originality,[4] they are mostly recollections of old reading. Still they
may serve the important purpose of revivifying old truths (see p.
78).
I have been astonished at the great deal of work this book has
involved—and also how much I have needed the assistance of my
friends. There were some sixty or seventy quotations in respect to
which I had neglected to give any reference to the authors (for the
same reason as one did not put the names on photographs of old
friends—it seemed impossible that the names could be forgotten).
The difficulty of finding even one such quotation is enormous, and
we have no British Museum in Adelaide, but only some limited public
libraries. However, with the help of my friends I have succeeded in
tracing the paternity of most of these “orphans.” In this and other
directions I have had the kind assistance of many gentlemen. Of
these first and foremost comes Mr. G. F. Hassell, the publisher of the
Adelaide edition, who, in his devotion to literature as well as to his
own art of printing, is a worthy representative of the old
Renaissance printers. He has given me every assistance, has gone
through every line, and, as he is both an exceedingly well-read man
and also of a younger generation than myself, I have left it to him to
decide what should be omitted and what retained in this book.
Professor Mitchell has also been so kind as to revise and make
suggestions concerning a number of notes on philosophic and other
subjects. Professor Darnley Naylor has been uniformly good in
revising any notes of a classical nature—though he takes no
responsibility whatever for the views I express. Dr. E. Harold Davies
has also helped me with two notes on music, in one instance
correcting a serious mistake I had made. Sir Langdon Bonython, my
friend of many years, has assisted me with practical as well as
literary suggestions, and has thrown open his library to me. Mr.
Francis Edwards, of High Street, Marylebone, has assisted in my
search for references to quotations. Mr. H. Rutherford Purnell, Public
Librarian of Adelaide, and his staff have helped me throughout, and
Mr. E. La Touche Armstrong, Public Librarian of Melbourne, has gone
to great trouble on my account. Miss M. R. Walker has assisted me
in various ways, and especially in preparing the very difficult Index
of Subjects. Mr. Sydney Temple Thomas has lent me a number of
important books I specially required. Others who have helped me in
one way or another are two English friends, Mrs. Caroline Sidgwick
and Mrs. Rachael Bray, Messrs. J. R. Fowler, H. W. Uffindell, S. Talbot
Smith and Dr. J. W. Browne, of Adelaide, Professor Dettmann of New
Zealand, Professor Hyslop of New York and Mr. F. C. Govers of the
State War Council, Sydney.
For permission to include quotations from their works I thank the
following authors: Rev. F. W. Boreham, Mr. F. W. Bourdillon, Mr. A. J.
Edmunds, Mr. Edmund Gosse, Mr. Thomas Hardy, O.M., Professor
Hobhouse, Mr. Rudyard Kipling, Mr. E. F. Knight, Mr. R. Le Gallienne,
Mr. W. S. Lilly, Mr. Robert Loveman, Sir Frederick Pollock, Sir Arthur
Quiller-Couch, Professor A. H. Sayce, Mrs. Cronwright Schreiner, Mr.
J. C. Squire, Mr. Herbert Trench, Mr. Samuel Waddington, Mrs.
Humphry Ward, Mr. F. A. Westbury, Mr. F. S. Williamson and Sir
Francis Younghusband.
For extracts from the writings of their relatives I am grateful to
Lady Arnold, Sir Francis Darwin, Mr. Henry James, The Earl of Lytton,
Dr. Greville McDonald, Miss Martineau, Miss Massey, Mr. W. M.
Meredith, Mrs. F. W. H. Myers, the Rev. Conrad Noel, Mr. William M.
Rossetti, Sir Herbert Stephen and Lord Tennyson. Mr. Piddington has
also given much assistance.
I am indebted to the following for quotations from the works of
the authors named: of Ruskin to the Ruskin Literary Trustees and
their publishers, Messrs. George Allen and Unwin; of Brunton
Stephens to Messrs. Angus and Robertson; of C. S. Calverley to
Messrs. G. Bell and Sons; of George Eliot to Messrs. William
Blackwood & Sons; of James Kenneth Stephen to Messrs. Bowes and
Bowes; of Francis Thompson to Messrs. Burns and Oates; of R. L.
Stevenson to Messrs. Chatto and Windus and to Messrs. Charles
Scribner’s Sons; of Robert Buchanan to Messrs. Chatto and Windus
and to Mr. W. E. Martyn; of James Thomson (B.V.) to Messrs. P. J.
and A. E. Dobell; of D. G. Rossetti to Messrs. Ellis; of Swinburne to
Mr. W. Heinemann; of Mr. Le Gallienne, H. D. Lowry, Stephen Phillips
and J. B. Tabb to Mr. John Lane; of R. Loveman to the J. B.
Lippincott Co.; of A. K. H. Boyd, R. Jeffries, W. E. H. Lecky and the
Rev. James Martineau, to Messrs. Longmans Green & Co.; of Alfred
Austin, T. E. Brown, Lewis Carroll, Edward Fitzgerald, F. W. H. Myers,
Walter Pater, Lord Tennyson and Charles Tennyson Turner to Messrs.
Macmillan & Co.; of V. O’Sullivan to Mr. Elkin Matthews; of Mrs.
Elizabeth Waterhouse to Messrs. Methuen & Co.; of Robert Browning
to Mr. John Murray; of Dr. Moncure Conway and Sir Alfred Lyall to
Messrs. Paul (Kegan), Trench Trubner & Co.; of George Gissing to Mr.
James B. Pinker; of John Payne to Mr. O. M. Pritchard, his executor,
and to Mr. Thomas Wright; of Sir Edwin Arnold, P. J. Bailey (Festus)
and Coventry Patmore to Messrs. George Routledge & Sons; of G.
Whyte Melville to Messrs. Ward Lock & Co. (songs and verses); of
George MacDonald to Messrs. A. P. Watt & Son; Mr. Rudyard Kipling’s
“L’Envoi” is reprinted from Departmental Ditties, by kind permission
of the author and Messrs. Methuen & Co.; “To the True Romance” is
published by Messrs. Macmillan & Co., to whom I am deeply
indebted, not only for this and the permissions mentioned above,
but also for much assistance in tracing copyrights. Messrs.
Longmans, Green & Co., Mr. John Murray and Messrs. A. P. Watt &
Son have been most helpful in this direction, as have also been
Messrs. T. B. Lippincott, the Oxford University Press and Messrs.
Watts & Co. Messrs. Constable & Co. have generously granted
permission for the quotations from George Meredith and, as the
representatives in London of the Houghton Mifflin Co. of Boston,
Mass., have secured the quotations from the works of American
authors published by that Firm, viz., T. B. Aldrich, R. W. Gilder, W. V.
Moody, S. M. B. Piatt, E. M. Thomas, C. D. Warner and the Classics
of Emerson, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier. Messrs. G. P. Putnam’s
Sons have also given much help; the lines from Anna Reeve Aldrich
and R. C. Rogers are published by their New York House. Mr. Martin
Seeker joins in the consent given by Mr. Squire for the extract from
his poems. I thank the Editor of the Contemporary Review for
quotations from the writings of Professor A. Bain and the Rev. R. F.
Littledale; and the Editor of the Nineteenth Century for some lines
by W. M. Hardinge (Greek Anthology) and an article on Multiplex
Personality. I thank also the Society for Psychical Research for an
obituary article by F. W. H. Myers on Gladstone, printed in the
Journal of that Society.
For any unintentional omissions, oversights, or failures to trace
rights I beg to tender my apologies. The distance of Adelaide from
the centre of publication may, in some measure, serve as an excuse
for such shortcomings.
All profits derived from the sale of this book will be paid to the
Red Cross Fund.
J. T. Hackett.
Adelaide.
PREFACE
TO THE
S. T. Coleridge.
My Commonplace Book
Our God and soldier we alike adore,
When at the brink of ruin, not before;
After deliverance both alike requited,
Our God forgotten, and our soldiers slighted.
R. W. Emerson (Voluntaries).
ENGLAND
Wordsworth (1803).
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