The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol. I by Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol. I Chapter 1 Emerson to Carlyle
Boston, Massachusetts, 14 May, 1884
My Dear Sir,-There are some purposes we delay long to execute simply because we have them more at heart than others, and such an one has been for many weeks, I may say months, my design of writing you an epistle.
Some chance wind of Fame blew your name to me, perhaps two years ago, as the author of papers which I had already distinguished (as indeed it was very easy to do) from the mass of English periodical criticism as by far the most original and profound essays of the day,-the works of a man of Faith as well as Intellect, sportive as well as learned, and who, belonging to the despairing and deriding class of philosophers, was not ashamed to hope and to speak sincerely. Like somebody in Wilhelm Meister, I said: This person has come under obligations to me and to all whom he has enlightened. He knows not how deeply I should grieve at his fall, if, in that exposed England where genius always hears the Devil's whisper, "All these kingdoms will I give thee," his virtue also should be an initial growth put off with age. When therefore I found myself in Europe, I went to your house only to say, "Faint not,-the word you utter is heard, though in the ends of the earth and by humblest men; it works, prevails." Drawn by strong regard to one of my teachers I went to see his person, and as he might say his environment at Craigenputtock. Yet it was to fulfil my duty, finish my mission, not with much hope of gratifying him,-in the spirit of "If I love you, what is that to you?" Well, it happened to me that I was delighted with my visit, justified to myself in my respect, and many a time upon the sea in my homeward voyage I remembered with joy the favored condition of my lonely philosopher, his happiest wedlock, his fortunate temper, his steadfast simplicity, his all means of happiness;-not that I had the remotest hope that he should so far depart from his theories as to expect happiness. On my arrival at home I rehearsed to several attentive ears what I had seen and heard, and they with joy received it.
In Liverpool I wrote to Mr. Fraser to send me Magazine, and I have now received four numbers of the Sartor Resartus, for whose light thanks evermore. I am glad that one living scholar is self-centred, and will be true to himself though none ever were before; who, as Montaigne says, "puts his ear close by himself, and holds his breath and listens." And none can be offended with the self-subsistency of one so catholic and jocund. And 't is good to have a new eye inspect our mouldy social forms, our politics, and schools, and religion. I say our, for it cannot have escaped you that a lecture upon these topics written for England may be read to America. Evermore thanks for the brave stand you have made for Spiritualism in these writings. But has literature any parallel to the oddity of the vehicle chosen to convey this treasure? I delight in the contents; the form, which my defective apprehension for a joke makes me not appreciate, I leave to your merry discretion. And yet did ever wise and philanthropic author use so defying a diction? As if society were not sufficiently shy of truth without providing it beforehand with an objection to the form. Can it be that this humor proceeds from a despair of finding a contemporary audience, and so the Prophet feels at liberty to utter his message in droll sounds. Did you not tell me, Mr. Thomas Carlyle, sitting upon one of your broad hills, that it was Jesus Christ built Dunscore Kirk yonder? If you love such sequences, then admit, as you will, that no poet is sent into the world before his time; that all the departed thinkers and actors have paved your way; that (at least when you surrender yourself) nations and ages do guide your pen, yes, and common goose-quills as well as your diamond graver. Believe then that harp and ear are formed by one revolution of the wheel; that men are waiting to hear your epical song; and so be pleased to skip those excursive involved glees, and give us the simple air, without the volley of variations. At least in some of your prefaces you should give us the theory of your rhetoric. I comprehend not why you should lavish in that spendthrift style of yours celestial truths. Bacon and Plato have something too solid to say than that they can afford to be humorists. You are dispensing that which is rarest, namely, the simplest truths,-truths which lie next to consciousness, and which only the Platos and Goethes perceive. I look for the hour with impatience when the vehicle will be worthy of the spirit,-when the word will be as simple, and so as resistless, as the thought,-and, in short, when your words will be one with things. I have no hope that you will find suddenly a large audience. Says not the sarcasm, "Truth hath the plague in his house"? Yet all men are potentially (as Mr. Coleridge would say) your audience, and if you will not in very Mephistophelism repel and defy them, shall be actually;* and whatever the great or the small may say about the charm of diabolism, a true and majestic genius can afford to despise it.
------ * This year, 1882, seventy thousand copies of a sixpenny edition of Sartor Resartus have been sold. -------
I venture to amuse you with this homiletic criticism because it is the sense of uncritical truth seekers, to whom you are no more than Hecuba, whose instincts assure them that there is Wisdom in this grotesque Teutonic apocalyptic strain of yours, but that 't is hence hindered in its effect. And though with all my heart I would stand well with my Poet, yet if I offend I shall quietly retreat into my Universal relations, wherefrom I affectionately espy you as a man, myself as another.
And yet before I come to the end of my letter I may repent of my temerity and unsay my charge. For are not all our circlets of will as so many little eddies rounded in by the great Circle of Necessity, and could the Truth-speaker, perhaps now the best Thinker of the Saxon race, have written otherwise? And must not we say that Drunkenness is a virtue rather than that Cato has erred?
I wish I could gratify you with any pleasing news of the regeneration, education, prospects, of man in this continent. But your philanthropy is so patient, so far-sighted, that present evils give you less solicitude. In the last six years government in the United States has been fast becoming a job, like great charities. A most unfit person in the Presidency has been doing the worst things; and the worse he grew, the more popular. Now things seem to mend. Webster, a good man and as strong as if he were a sinner, begins to find himself the centre of a great and enlarging party and his eloquence incarnated and enacted by them; yet men dare not hope that the majority shall be suddenly unseated. I send herewith a volume of Webster's that you may see his speech on Foot's Resolutions, a speech which the Americans have never done praising. I have great doubts whether the book reaches you, as I know not my agents. I shall put with it the little book of my Swedenborgian druggist,* of whom I told you. And if, which is hardly to be hoped, any good book should be thrown out of our vortex of trade and politics, I shall not fail to give it the same direction.
------- * Observations on the Growth of the Mind, by Sampson Reed, first published in 1825. A fifth edition of this thoughtful little treatise was published in 1865. Mr. Reed was a graduate of Harvard College in 1818; he died in 1880, at the age of eighty. --------
I need not tell you, my dear sir, what pleasure a letter from you would give me when you have a few moments to spare to so remote a friend. If any word in my letter should provoke you to a reply, I shall rejoice in my sauciness. I am spending the summer in the country, but my address is Boston, care of Barnard, Adams, & Co. Care of O. Rich, London. Please do make my affectionate respects to Mrs. Carlyle, whose kindness I shall always gratefully remember. I depend upon her intercession to insure your writing to me. May God grant you both his best blessing.
Your friend,
R. Waldo Emerson
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The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol. I
Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson
Literature
Chapter 1 Emerson to Carlyle
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Chapter 2 Carlyle to Emerson
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Chapter 3 Emerson to Carlyle
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Chapter 4 Carlyle to Emerson No.4
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Chapter 5 Emerson to Carlyle No.5
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Chapter 6 Emerson to Carlyle No.6
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Chapter 7 Carlyle to Emerson No.7
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Chapter 8 Carlyle to Emerson No.8
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Chapter 9 Emerson to Carlyle
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Chapter 10 Emerson to Carlyle No.10
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Chapter 11 Carlyle to Emerson No.11
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Chapter 12 Emerson to Carlyle No.12
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Chapter 13 Carlyle to Emerson No.13
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Chapter 14 Carlyle to Emerson No.14
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Chapter 15 Emerson to Carlyle No.15
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Chapter 16 Carlyle to Emerson No.16
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Chapter 17 Emerson to Carlyle No.17
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Chapter 18 Emerson to Carlyle No.18
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Chapter 19 Carlyle to Emerson No.19
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Chapter 20 Emerson to Carlyle No.20
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Chapter 21 Emerson to Carlyle No.21
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Chapter 22 Carlyle to Emerson No.22
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Chapter 23 Emerson to Carlyle No.23
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Chapter 24 Carlyle to Emerson No.24
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Chapter 25 Emerson to Carlyle No.25
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Chapter 26 Emerson to Carlyle No.26
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Chapter 27 Carlyle to Emerson No.27
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Chapter 28 Emerson to Carlyle No.28
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Chapter 29 Carlyle to Emerson No.29
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Chapter 30 Carlyle to Emerson No.30
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Chapter 31 Carlyle to Emerson No.31
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Chapter 32 Emerson to Carlyle No.32
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Chapter 33 Carlyle to Emerson No.33
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Chapter 34 Emerson to Carlyle No.34
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Chapter 35 Emerson to Carlyle No.35
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Chapter 36 Carlyle to Emerson No.36
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Chapter 37 Carlyle to Emerson No.37
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Chapter 38 Emerson to Carlyle No.38
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Chapter 39 Emerson to Carlyle No.39
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Chapter 40 Emerson to Carlyle No.40
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