CHAP. IV.Grandeur and Sublimity.

Poets, like painters, thus unskill’d to traceThe naked nature and the living grace,With gold and jewels cover ev’ry part,And hide with ornaments their want of art.Pope’s Essay on criticism.

Poets, like painters, thus unskill’d to traceThe naked nature and the living grace,With gold and jewels cover ev’ry part,And hide with ornaments their want of art.Pope’s Essay on criticism.

Poets, like painters, thus unskill’d to traceThe naked nature and the living grace,With gold and jewels cover ev’ry part,And hide with ornaments their want of art.Pope’s Essay on criticism.

No one property recommends a machine more than its simplicity; not singly for better answering its purpose, but by appearing in itself more beautiful. Simplicity hath a capital effect in behaviour and manners; no other particular contributing more to gain esteem and love. The artificial and intricate manners of modern times, have little ofdignity in them. General theorems, abstracting from their importance, are delightful by their simplicity, and by the easiness of their application to a variety of cases. We take equal delight in the laws of motion, which, with the greatest simplicity, are boundless in their influence.

A gradual progress from simplicity to complex forms and profuse ornament, seems to be the fate of all the fine arts; resembling behaviour, which from original candor and simplicity has degenerated into artificial refinements. At present, written productions are crowded with words, epithets, figures,&c.In music, sentiment is neglected, for the luxury of harmony, and for difficult movement which surprises in its execution. Intasteproperly so called, poignant sauces with complicated mixtures of different favours, prevail among people of condition. The French, accustomed to the artificial red on their women’s cheeks, think the modest colouring of nature displayed on a fine face altogether insipid.

The same tendency appears in the progress of the arts among the ancients. Ofthis we have traces still remaining in architecture. Some vestiges of the oldest Grecian buildings prove them to be of the Doric order. The Ionic succeeded, and seems to have been the favourite order, while architecture was in its height of glory. The Corinthian came next in vogue: and in Greece, the buildings of that order appear mostly to have been erected after the Romans got footing there. At last came the Composite with all its extravagancies, where proportion is sacrificed to finery and crowded ornament.

But what taste is to prevail next? for fashion is in a continual flux, and taste must vary with it. After rich and profuse ornaments become familiar, simplicity appears by contrast lifeless and insipid. This would be an unsurmountable obstruction, should any man of genius and taste endeavour to restore ancient simplicity.

In reviewing what is said above, I am under some apprehension of an objection, which, as it may possibly occur to the reader, ought to be obviated. A mountain, it will be observed, is an agreeable object,without so much as the appearance of regularity; and a chain of mountains still more agreeable, without being arranged in any order. But these facts considered in a proper light, afford not an objection. Regularity, order, and uniformity, are intimately connected with beauty; and in this view only, have I treated them. Every regular object, for example, must in respect of its regularity be beautiful. But I have not said, that regularity, order, and uniformity, are essential to beauty, so as that it cannot exist without them. The contrary appears in the beauty of colour. Far less have I said, that an object cannot be agreeable in any respect independent of these qualities. Grandeur, as distinguished from beauty, requires very little regularity. This will appear more fully when that article is handled. In the mean time, to show the difference betwixt beauty and grandeur with respect to regularity, I shall give a few examples. Imagine a small body, let it be a globe, in a continual flux of figure, from the most perfect regularity till there remain no appearance of that quality. The beauty of this globe,depending on its regular figure, will gradually wear away with its regularity; and when it is no longer regular, it no longer will appear beautiful. The next example shall be of the same globe, gradually enlarging its size, but retaining its figure. In this body, we at first perceive the beauty of regularity only. But so soon as it begins to swell into a great size, it appears agreeable by its greatness, which joins with the beauty of regularity to make it a delightful object. In the last place, let it be imagined, that the figure as well as the quantity of matter are in a continual flux; and that the body, while it increases in size, becomes less and less regular, till it lose altogether the appearance of that quality. In this case, the beauty of regularity wearing off gradually, gives place to an agreeableness of a different sort,viz.that of greatness: and at last the emotion arising from greatness will be in perfection, when the beauty of regularity is gone. Hence it is, that in a large object the want of regularity is not much regarded by the spectator who is struck with its grandeur. A swelling eminence is agreeable, though not strictlyregular. A towering hill is delightful, if it have but any distant resemblance of a cone. A small surface ought to be smooth; but in a wide-extended plain, considerable inequalities are overlooked. This observation holds equally in works of art. The slightest irregularity in a house of a moderate size hurts the eye; while the mind, struck with the grandeur of a superb edifice, which occupies it totally, cannot bear to descend to its irregularities unless extremely gross. In a large volume we pardon many defects that would make an epigram intolerable. In short, the observation holds in general, that beauty is connected with regularity in great objects as well as in small; but with a remarkable difference, that in passing from small to great, regularity is less and less required.

The distinction betwixt primary and secondary qualities in matter, seems now fully established. Heat and cold, though seeming to exist in bodies, are discovered to be effects caused by these bodies in a sensitive being. Colour, which the eye represents as spread upon a substance, has no existence but in the mind of the spectator. Perceptions of this kind, which, by a delusion of sense, are attributed to external subjects, are termedsecondary qualities, in contradistinction to figure, extension, solidity, which are primary qualities, and which are not separable, even in imagination, from the subjects they belong to. This suggests a curious inquiry, Whether beauty be a primary or only a secondary quality of objects? The question is easily determined with respect to the beauty of colour; for if colour be a secondary quality existing no where but in the mind of the spectator, its beauty must be of the same kind. This conclusion must also hold with respect to the beauty of utility, which is plainly a conception of the mind, arising not merely from sight, but from reflecting that the thing is fitted for some good end or purpose. The question is more intricate with respect to the beauty of regularity. If regularity be a primary quality, why not also its beauty? That this is not a good consequence, will appear from considering, that beauty, in its very conception, refers to a percipient; foran object is said to be beautiful, for no other reason but that it appears so to a spectator. The same piece of matter which to man appears beautiful, may possibly to another being appear ugly. Beauty therefore, which for its existence depends upon the percipient as much as upon the object perceived, cannot be an inherent property of either. What else then can it be, but a perception in the mind occasioned by certain objects? The same reasoning is applicable to the beauty of order, of uniformity, of grandeur. Accordingly, it may be pronounced in general, that beauty in no case whatever is a real quality of matter. And hence it is wittily observed by the poet, that beauty is not in the countenance, but in the lover’s eye. This reasoning is undoubtedly solid: and the only cause of doubt or hesitation is, that we are taught a different lesson by sense. By a singular determination of nature, we perceive both beauty and colour as belonging to the object; and, like figure or extension, as inherent properties. This mechanism is uncommon; and when nature, to fulfil her intention, chuseth anysingular method of operation, we may be certain of some final cause that cannot be reached by ordinary means. It appears to me, that a perception of beauty in external objects, is requisite to attach us to them. Doth not this mechanism, in the first place, greatly promote industry, by prompting a desire to possess things that are beautiful? Doth it not further join with utility, in prompting us to embellish our houses and enrich our fields? These however are but slight effects, compared with the connections which are formed among individuals in society by means of this singular mechanism. The qualifications of the head and heart, are undoubtedly the most solid and most permanent foundations of such connections. But as external beauty lies more in view, and is more obvious to the bulk of mankind than the qualities now mentioned, the sense of beauty possesses the more universal influence in forming these connections. At any rate, it concurs in an eminent degree with mental qualifications, to produce social intercourse, mutual good-will, and consequently mutual aid and support, which are the life of society.

It must not however be overlooked, that this sense doth not tend to advance the interests of society, but when in a due mean with respect to strength. Love in particular arising from a sense of beauty, loses, when excessive, its sociable character[53]. The appetite for gratification, prevailing over affection for the beloved object, is ungovernable; and tends violently to its end, regardless of the misery that must follow. Love in this state is no longer a sweet agreeable passion. It becomes painful like hunger or thirst; and produceth no happiness but in the instant of fruition. This discovery suggests a most important lesson, that moderation in our desires and appetites, which fits us for doing our duty, contributes at the same time the most to happiness. Even social passions, when moderate, are more pleasant than when they swell beyond proper bounds.

NAturehath not more remarkably distinguished us from the other animals by an erect posture, than by a capacious and aspiring mind, inclining us to every thing great and elevated. The ocean, the sky, or any large object, seizes the attention, and makes a strong impression[54]. Robes of state are made large and full to draw respect. We admire elephants and whales for their magnitude, notwithstanding their unwieldiness.

The elevation of an object affects us not less than its magnitude. A high place is chosen for the statue of a deity or hero.A tree growing upon the brink of a precipice viewed from the plain below, affords by that circumstance an additional pleasure. A throne is erected for the chief magistrate, and a chair with a high seat for the president of a court.

In some objects, greatness and elevation concur to make a complicated impression. The Alps and the pike of Teneriff are proper examples; with the following difference, that in the former greatness seems to prevail, elevation in the latter.

The emotions raised by great and by elevated objects, are clearly distinguishable, not only in the internal feeling, but even in their external expressions. A great object dilates the breast, and makes the spectator endeavour to enlarge his bulk. This is remarkable in persons, who, neglecting delicacy in behaviour, give way to nature without reserve. In describing a great object, they naturally expand themselves by drawing in air with all their force. An elevated object produces a different expression. It makes the spectator stretch upward and stand a tiptoe.Great and elevated objects considered with relation to the emotions produced by them, are termedgrandandsublime. Grandeur and sublimity have a double signification. They generally signify the quality or circumstance in the objects by which the emotions are produced; sometimes the emotions themselves.

Whether magnitude singly in an object of sight, have the effect to produce an emotion distinguishable from the beauty or deformity of that object; or whether it be only a circumstance modifying the beauty or deformity, is an intricate question. If magnitude produce an emotion of its own distinguishable from others, this emotion must either be pleasant or painful. But this seems to be contradicted by experience; for magnitude, as it would appear, contributes in some instances to beauty, in some to deformity. A hill, for instance, is agreeable, and a great mountain still more so. But an ugly monster, the larger, the more horrid. Greatness in an enemy, great power, great courage, serve but to augment our terror. Hath notthis an appearance as if grandeur were not an emotion distinct from all others, but only a circumstance that qualifies beauty and deformity?

I am notwithstanding satisfied, that grandeur is an emotion, not only distinct from all others, but in every circumstance pleasant. These propositions must be examined separately. I begin with the former, and shall endeavour to prove, that magnitude produceth a peculiar emotion distinguishable from all others. Magnitude is undoubtedly a real property of bodies, not less than figure, and more than colour. Figure and colour, even in the same body, produce separate emotions, which are never misapprehended one for the other. Why should not magnitude produce an emotion different from both? That it has this effect, will be evident from a plain experiment of two bodies, one great and one little, which produce different emotions, though they be precisely the same as to figure and colour. There is indeed an obscurity in this matter, occasioned by the following circumstance, that the grandeur and beauty of thesame object mix so intimately as scarce to be distinguished. But the beauty of colour comes in happily to enable us to make the distinction. For the emotion of colour unites with that of figure, not less intimately than grandeur does with either. Yet the emotion of colour is distinguishable from that of figure; and so is grandeur, attentively considered: though when these three emotions are blended together, they are scarce felt as different emotions.

Next, that grandeur is an emotion in every circumstance pleasant, appears from the following considerations. Magnitude or greatness, abstracted from all other circumstances, swells the heart and dilates the mind. We feel this to be a pleasant effect; and we feel no such effect in contracting the mind upon little objects. This may be illustrated by considering grandeur in an enemy. Beauty is an agreeable quality, whether in a friend or enemy; and when the emotion it raiseth is mixed with resentment against an enemy, it must have the effect to moderate our resentment. In the same manner, grandeur in an enemy, undoubtedly softens and blunts our resentment. Grandeur indeed may indirectly and by reflection produce an unpleasant effect. Grandeur in an enemy, like courage, may increase our fear, when we consider the advantage he hath over us by this quality. But the same indirect effect may be produced by many other agreeable qualities, such as beauty or wisdom.

The magnitude of an ugly object, serves, it is true, to augment our horror or aversion. But this proceeds not from magnitude separately considered. It proceeds from the following circumstance, that in a large object a great quantity of ugly parts are presented to view.

The same chain of reasoning is so obviously applicable to sublimity, that it would be losing time to show the application. Grandeur therefore and sublimity shall hereafter be considered both of them as pleasant emotions.

The pleasant emotion raised by large objects, has not escaped the poets:

———— He doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus; and we petty menWalk under his huge legs.Julius Cæsar, act I. sc. 3.

———— He doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus; and we petty menWalk under his huge legs.Julius Cæsar, act I. sc. 3.

———— He doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus; and we petty menWalk under his huge legs.Julius Cæsar, act I. sc. 3.

Cleopatra.I dreamt there was an Emp’ror Antony;Oh such another sleep, that I might seeBut such another man!His face was as the heav’ns: and therein stuckA sun and moon, which kept their course and lightedThe little O o’ th’ earth.His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear’d armCrested the world.Antony and Cleopatra, act 5. sc. 3.

Cleopatra.I dreamt there was an Emp’ror Antony;Oh such another sleep, that I might seeBut such another man!His face was as the heav’ns: and therein stuckA sun and moon, which kept their course and lightedThe little O o’ th’ earth.His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear’d armCrested the world.Antony and Cleopatra, act 5. sc. 3.

Cleopatra.I dreamt there was an Emp’ror Antony;Oh such another sleep, that I might seeBut such another man!His face was as the heav’ns: and therein stuckA sun and moon, which kept their course and lightedThe little O o’ th’ earth.His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear’d armCrested the world.Antony and Cleopatra, act 5. sc. 3.

—————— MajestyDies not alone, but, like a gulf, doth drawWhat’s near it with it. It’s a massy wheelFixt on the summit of the highest mount;To whose huge spokes, ten thousand lesser thingsAre mortis’d and adjoin’d; which when it falls,Each small annexment, petty consequence,Attends the boist’rous ruin.Hamlet, act 3. sc. 8.

—————— MajestyDies not alone, but, like a gulf, doth drawWhat’s near it with it. It’s a massy wheelFixt on the summit of the highest mount;To whose huge spokes, ten thousand lesser thingsAre mortis’d and adjoin’d; which when it falls,Each small annexment, petty consequence,Attends the boist’rous ruin.Hamlet, act 3. sc. 8.

—————— MajestyDies not alone, but, like a gulf, doth drawWhat’s near it with it. It’s a massy wheelFixt on the summit of the highest mount;To whose huge spokes, ten thousand lesser thingsAre mortis’d and adjoin’d; which when it falls,Each small annexment, petty consequence,Attends the boist’rous ruin.Hamlet, act 3. sc. 8.

The poets have also made good use ofthe emotion produced by the elevated situation of an object.

Quod si me lyricis varibus inferes,Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.Horace, Carm. l. 1. ode 1.

Quod si me lyricis varibus inferes,Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.Horace, Carm. l. 1. ode 1.

Quod si me lyricis varibus inferes,Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.Horace, Carm. l. 1. ode 1.

Oh thou! the earthly author of my blood,Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate,Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up,To reach at victory above my head.Richard II. act 1. sc. 4.

Oh thou! the earthly author of my blood,Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate,Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up,To reach at victory above my head.Richard II. act 1. sc. 4.

Oh thou! the earthly author of my blood,Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate,Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up,To reach at victory above my head.Richard II. act 1. sc. 4.

Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithalThe mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.Richard II. act 5. sc. 2.

Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithalThe mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.Richard II. act 5. sc. 2.

Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithalThe mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.Richard II. act 5. sc. 2.

Anthony.Why was I rais’d the meteor of the world,Hung in the skies and blazing as I travell’d,Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downwardTo be trod out by Cæsar?Dryden, All for love, act 1.

Anthony.Why was I rais’d the meteor of the world,Hung in the skies and blazing as I travell’d,Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downwardTo be trod out by Cæsar?Dryden, All for love, act 1.

Anthony.Why was I rais’d the meteor of the world,Hung in the skies and blazing as I travell’d,Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downwardTo be trod out by Cæsar?Dryden, All for love, act 1.

Though the quality of magnitude produceth a pleasant emotion, we must not conclude that the opposite quality of littleness produceth a painful emotion. It would beunhappy for man, were an object disagreeable from its being of a small size merely, when he is surrounded with so many objects of that kind. The same observation is applicable to elevation of place. A body placed high is agreeable; but the same body placed low, is not by that circumstance rendered disagreeable. Littleness, and lowness of place, are precisely similar in the following particular, that they neither give pleasure nor pain. And in this may visibly be discovered peculiar attention in fitting the internal constitution of man to his external circumstances. Were littleness, and lowness of place agreeable, greatness and elevation could not be so. Were littleness, and lowness of place disagreeable, they would occasion uninterrupted uneasiness.

The difference betwixt great and little with respect to agreeableness, is remarkably felt in a series when we pass gradually from the one extreme to the other. A mental progress from the capital to the kingdom, from that to Europe—to the whole earth—to the planetary system—to the universe, is extremely pleasant: the heart swells andthe mind is dilated, at every step. The returning in an opposite direction is not positively painful, though our pleasure lessens at every step, till it vanish into indifference. Such a progress may sometimes produce a pleasure of a different sort, which arises from taking a narrower and narrower inspection. The same observation is applicable to a progress upward and downward. Ascent is pleasant because it elevates us. But descent is never painful: it is for the most part pleasant from a different cause, that it is according to the order of nature. The fall of a stone from any height, is extremely agreeable by its accelerated motion. I feel it pleasant to descend from a mountain: the descent is natural and easy. Neither is looking downward painful. On the contrary, to look down upon objects, makes part of the pleasure of elevation. Looking down becomes then only painful when the object is so far below as to create dizziness: and even when that is the case, we feel a sort of pleasure mixt with the pain. Witness Shakespear’s description of Dover cliffs:

—————— How fearfulAnd dizzy ’tis, to cast one’s eyes so low!The crows and choughs, that wing the midway-air,Shew scarce so gross as beetles. Half-way downHangs one, that gathers samphire; dreadful trade!Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.The fishermen that walk upon the beach,Appear like mice; and yon tall anchoring barkDiminish’d to her cock; her cock, a buoyAlmost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,That on th’ unnumber’d idle pebbles chafes,Cannot be heard so high. I’ll look no more,Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sightTopple down headlong.King Lear, act 4. sc. 6.

—————— How fearfulAnd dizzy ’tis, to cast one’s eyes so low!The crows and choughs, that wing the midway-air,Shew scarce so gross as beetles. Half-way downHangs one, that gathers samphire; dreadful trade!Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.The fishermen that walk upon the beach,Appear like mice; and yon tall anchoring barkDiminish’d to her cock; her cock, a buoyAlmost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,That on th’ unnumber’d idle pebbles chafes,Cannot be heard so high. I’ll look no more,Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sightTopple down headlong.King Lear, act 4. sc. 6.

—————— How fearfulAnd dizzy ’tis, to cast one’s eyes so low!The crows and choughs, that wing the midway-air,Shew scarce so gross as beetles. Half-way downHangs one, that gathers samphire; dreadful trade!Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.The fishermen that walk upon the beach,Appear like mice; and yon tall anchoring barkDiminish’d to her cock; her cock, a buoyAlmost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,That on th’ unnumber’d idle pebbles chafes,Cannot be heard so high. I’ll look no more,Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sightTopple down headlong.King Lear, act 4. sc. 6.

An observation is made above, that the emotions of grandeur and sublimity are nearly allied. Hence it is, that the one term is frequently put for the other. I give an example. An increasing series of numbers produceth an emotion similar to that of mounting upward, and for that reason is commonly termedan ascending series. A series of numbers gradually decreasing, produceth an emotion similar to that of going downward, and for that reason is commonly termeda descending series. We talk familiarly of going up to the capital, and of going down to the country. From a lesser kingdom we talk of going up to a greater, whence theanabasisin the Greek language when one travels from Greece to Persia. We discover the same way of speaking in the language even of Japan[55]; and its universality proves it the offspring of a natural feeling.

The foregoing observation leads us naturally to consider grandeur and sublimity in a figurative sense, and as applicable to the fine arts. Hitherto I have considered these terms in their proper meaning, as applicable to objects of sight only: and I thought it of importance, to bestow some pains upon that article; because, generally speaking, the figurative sense of a word is derived from its proper sense; which will be found to hold in the present subject. Beauty in its original signification, is confined to objects of sight. But as many other objects, intellectual as well as moral, raise emotions resembling thatof beauty, the resemblance of the effects prompts us naturally to extend the termbeautyto these objects. This equally accounts for the termsgrandeurandsublimitytaken in a figurative sense. Every emotion, from whatever cause proceeding, that resembles an emotion of grandeur or elevation, is called by the same name. Thus generosity is said to be an elevated emotion, as well as great courage; and that firmness of soul which is superior to misfortunes, obtains the peculiar name ofmagnanimity. On the other hand, every emotion that contracts the mind and fixeth it upon things trivial or of no importance, is termedlow, by its resemblance to an emotion produced by a little or low object of sight. Thus an appetite for trifling amusements, is calleda low taste. The same terms are applied to characters and actions. We talk familiarly of an elevated genius, of a great man, and equally so of littleness of mind. Some actions are great and elevated, others are low and groveling. Sentiments and even expressions are characterised in the same manner. An expression or sentiment that raises the mind, is denominatedgreatorelevated; and hence the sublime[56]in poetry. In such figurative terms, the distinction is lost that is made betwixtgreatandelevatedin their proper sense; for the resemblance is not so entire, as to preserve these terms distinct in their figurative application. We carry this figure still farther. Elevation in its proper sense, includes superiority of place; and lowness, inferiority of place. Hence a man of superior talents, of superior rank, of inferior parts, of inferior taste, and such like. The veneration we have for our ancestors and for the ancients in general, being similar to the emotion produced by an elevated object of sight, justifies the figurative expression, of the ancients being raised above us, or possessing a superior place. And we may remark by the way, that as words are intimately connected with ideas, many, by this form of expression, are led to conceive their ancestors as really above them in place, and their posterity below them:

A grandam’s name is little less in loveThan is the doting title of a mother:They are as children but one step below.Richard III. act 4. sc. 5.

A grandam’s name is little less in loveThan is the doting title of a mother:They are as children but one step below.Richard III. act 4. sc. 5.

A grandam’s name is little less in loveThan is the doting title of a mother:They are as children but one step below.Richard III. act 4. sc. 5.

The notes of the gamut, proceeding regularly from the blunter or grosser sounds to those which are more acute and piercing, produce in the hearer a feeling somewhat similar to what is produced by mounting upward; and this gives occasion to the figurative expressions,a high note,a low note.

Such is the resemblance in feeling betwixt real and figurative grandeur, that among the nations on the east coast of Afric, who are directed purely by nature, thedifferent dignities of the officers of state are marked by the length of the batoon each carries in his hand. And in Japan, princes and great lords shew their rank by the length and size of their sedan-poles[57]. Again, it is a rule in painting, that figures of a small size are proper for grotesque pieces; but that in an historical subject, which is grand and important, the figures ought to be as great as the life. The resemblance of these feelings is in reality so strong, that elevation in a figurative sense is observed to have the same effect even externally, that real elevation has:

K. Henry.This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,Will stand a tiptoe when this day is nam’d,And rouse him at the name of Crispian.Henry V. act 4. sc. 8.

K. Henry.This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,Will stand a tiptoe when this day is nam’d,And rouse him at the name of Crispian.Henry V. act 4. sc. 8.

K. Henry.This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,Will stand a tiptoe when this day is nam’d,And rouse him at the name of Crispian.Henry V. act 4. sc. 8.

The resemblance in feeling betwixt real and figurative grandeur, is humorously illustrated by Addison in criticising upon the English tragedy. “The ordinary method of making an hero, is to clap a huge plume of feathers upon his head, which rises so high, that there is often a greater length from his chin to the top of his head, than to the sole of his foot. One would believe, that we thought a great man and a tall man the same thing. As these superfluous ornaments upon the head make a great man, a princess generally receives her grandeur from those additional incumbrances that fall into her tail. I mean the broad sweeping train that follows her in all her motions, and finds constant employment for a boy who stands behind her to open and spread it to advantage[58].” The Scythians, impressed with the fame of Alexander, were astonished when they found him a little man.

A gradual progress from small to great, is not less remarkable in figurative than in real grandeur or elevation. Every one must have observed the delightful effect of a number of thoughts or sentiments, artfullydisposed like an ascending series, and making impressions stronger and stronger. Such disposition of members in a period, is distinguished by a proper name, being termed aclimax.

In order to have a just conception of grandeur and sublimity, it is necessary to be observed, that within certain limits they produce their strongest effects, which lessen by excess as well as by defect. This is remarkable in grandeur and sublimity taken in their proper sense. The strongest emotion of grandeur is raised by an object that can be taken in at one view. An object so immense as not to be comprehended but in parts, tends rather to distract than satisfy the mind[59]. In like manner, the strongest emotion produced by elevation is where the object is seen distinctly. A greater elevation lessens in appearance theobject, till it vanish out of sight with its pleasant emotion. The same is equally remarkable in figurative grandeur and elevation, which shall be handled together, because, as observed above, they are scarce distinguishable. Sentiments may be so strained, as to become obscure, or to exceed the capacity of the human mind. Against such licence of imagination, every good writer will be upon his guard. And therefore it is of greater importance to observe, that even the true sublime may be carried beyond that pitch which produces the highest entertainment. We are undoubtedly susceptible of a greater elevation than can be inspired by human actions the most heroic and magnanimous; witness what we feel from Milton’s description of superior beings. Yet every man must be sensible of a more constant and pleasant elevation, when the history of his own species is the subject. He enjoys an elevation equal to that of the greatest hero, of an Alexander or a Cæsar, of a Brutus or an Epaminondas. He accompanies these heroes in their sublimest sentiments and most hazardous exploits,with a magnanimity equal to theirs; and finds it no stretch to preserve the same tone of mind for hours together, without sinking. The case is by no means the same in describing the actions or qualities of superior beings. The reader’s imagination cannot keep pace with that of the poet; and the mind, unable to support itself in a strained elevation, falls as from a height; and the fall is immoderate like the elevation. Where this effect is not felt, it must be prevented by some obscurity in the conception, which frequently attends the description of unknown objects.

On the other hand, objects of sight that are not remarkably great or high, scarce raise any emotion of grandeur or sublimity; and the same holds in other objects. The mind is often roused and animated without being carried to the height of grandeur or sublimity. This difference may be discerned in many sorts of music, as well as in some musical instruments. A kettledrum rouses, and a hautboy is animating; but neither of them inspire an emotion of sublimity. Revenge animates the mind in a considerabledegree; but I think it never produceth an emotion that can be termedgrandorsublime; and I shall have occasion afterward to observe, that no disagreeable passion ever has this effect. I am willing to put this to the test, by placing before my reader the most spirited picture of revenge ever drawn. It is a speech of Antony wailing over the body of Cæsar.

Wo to the hand that shed this costly blood!Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,(Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue),A curse shall light upon the kind of men;Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife,Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;Blood and destruction shall be so in use,And dreadful objects so familiar,That mothers shall but smile, when they beholdTheir infants quarter’d by the hands of war,All pity choak’d with custom of fell deeds.And Cæsar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,WithAtèby his side come hot from hell,Shall in these confines, with a monarch’s voice,CryHavock, and let slip the dogs of war.Julius Cæsar, act 3. sc. 4.

Wo to the hand that shed this costly blood!Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,(Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue),A curse shall light upon the kind of men;Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife,Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;Blood and destruction shall be so in use,And dreadful objects so familiar,That mothers shall but smile, when they beholdTheir infants quarter’d by the hands of war,All pity choak’d with custom of fell deeds.And Cæsar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,WithAtèby his side come hot from hell,Shall in these confines, with a monarch’s voice,CryHavock, and let slip the dogs of war.Julius Cæsar, act 3. sc. 4.

Wo to the hand that shed this costly blood!Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,(Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue),A curse shall light upon the kind of men;Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife,Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;Blood and destruction shall be so in use,And dreadful objects so familiar,That mothers shall but smile, when they beholdTheir infants quarter’d by the hands of war,All pity choak’d with custom of fell deeds.And Cæsar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,WithAtèby his side come hot from hell,Shall in these confines, with a monarch’s voice,CryHavock, and let slip the dogs of war.Julius Cæsar, act 3. sc. 4.

When the sublime is carried to its due height and circumscribed within proper bounds, it inchants the mind and raises the most delightful of all emotions. The reader, ingrossed by a sublime object, feels himself raised as it were to a higher rank. When such is the case, it is not wonderful that the history of conquerors and heroes should be universally the favourite entertainment. And this fairly accounts for what I once erroneously suspected to be a wrong bias originally in human nature. The grossest acts of oppression and injustice, scarce blemish the character of a great conqueror. We notwithstanding warmly espouse his interest, accompany him in his exploits, and are anxious for his success. The splendor and enthusiasm of the hero transfused into the readers, elevate their minds far above the rules of justice, and render them in a great measure insensible of the wrong that is done:

For in those days might only shall be admir’dAnd valour and heroic virtue call’d;To overcome in battle, and subdueNations, and bring home spoils with infiniteManslaughter, shall be held the highest pitchOf human glory, and for glory doneOf triumph, to be styl’d great conquerors,Patrons of mankind, gods, and sons of gods.Destroyers rightlier called, and plagues of men.Thus fame shall be atchiev’d, renown on earth,And what most merits fame in silence hid.Milton, b. 11.

For in those days might only shall be admir’dAnd valour and heroic virtue call’d;To overcome in battle, and subdueNations, and bring home spoils with infiniteManslaughter, shall be held the highest pitchOf human glory, and for glory doneOf triumph, to be styl’d great conquerors,Patrons of mankind, gods, and sons of gods.Destroyers rightlier called, and plagues of men.Thus fame shall be atchiev’d, renown on earth,And what most merits fame in silence hid.Milton, b. 11.

For in those days might only shall be admir’dAnd valour and heroic virtue call’d;To overcome in battle, and subdueNations, and bring home spoils with infiniteManslaughter, shall be held the highest pitchOf human glory, and for glory doneOf triumph, to be styl’d great conquerors,Patrons of mankind, gods, and sons of gods.Destroyers rightlier called, and plagues of men.Thus fame shall be atchiev’d, renown on earth,And what most merits fame in silence hid.Milton, b. 11.

The attachment we have to things grand or lofty may be thought to proceed from an unwearied inclination we have to be exalted. No desire is more universal than to be respected and honoured. Upon that account chiefly, are we ambitious of power, riches, titles, fame, which would suddenly lose their relish, did they not raise us above others, and command submission and deference[60]. But the preference given to things grand and sublime must have a deeper root in human nature. Many bestow their timeupon low and trifling amusements, without showing any desire to be exalted. Yet these very persons talk the same language with the rest of mankind; and at least in their judgement, if not in their taste, prefer the more elevated pleasures. They acknowledge a more refined taste, and are ashamed of their own as low and groveling. This sentiment, constant and universal, must be the work of nature; and it plainly indicates an original attachment in human nature to every object that elevates the mind. Some men may have a greater relish for an object not of the highest rank: but they are conscious of the common nature of man, and that it ought not to be subjected to their peculiar taste.

The irregular influence of grandeur, reaches also to other matters. However good, honest, or useful, a man may be, he is not so much respected, as one of a more elevated character is, though of less integrity; nor do the misfortunes of the former affect us so much as those of the latter. I add, because it cannot be disguised, that the remorse which attends breachof engagement, is in a great measure proportioned to the figure that the injured person makes. The vows and protestations of lovers are an illustrious example of this observation; for these commonly are little regarded when made to women of inferior rank.

What I have said suggests a capital rule for reaching the sublime in such works of art as are susceptible of it; and that is, to put in view those parts or circumstances only which make the greatest figure, keeping out of sight every thing that is low or trivial. Such judicious selection of capital circumstances, is by an eminent critic styledgrandeur of manner[61]. The mind, from an elevation inspired by important objects, cannot, without reluctance, be forced down to bestow any share of its attention upon trifles. In none of the fine arts is there so great scope for this rule as in poetry, which, by that means, enjoys a remarkable power of bestowing upon objects and events an air of grandeur. When we are spectators, everyminute object presents itself in its order. But in describing at second hand, these are laid aside, and the capital objects are brought close together. A judicious taste in selecting, after this manner, the most interesting incidents to give them an united force, accounts for a fact which at first sight may appear surprising, that we are more moved by a poetical narrative at second hand, than when we are spectators of the event itself in all its circumstanccs.

Longinus exemplifies the foregoing rule by a comparison of two passages[62]. The first from Aristæus is thus translated.

Ye pow’rs, what madness! how on ships so frail(Tremendous thought!) can thoughtless mortals sail?For stormy seas they quit the pleasing plain,Plant woods in waves and dwell amidst the main.Far o’er the deep (a trackless path) they go,And wander oceans in pursuit of wo.No ease their hearts, no rest their eyes can find,On heaven their looks, and on the waves their mind.Sunk are their spirits, while their arms they rear,And gods are wearied with their fruitless prayer.

Ye pow’rs, what madness! how on ships so frail(Tremendous thought!) can thoughtless mortals sail?For stormy seas they quit the pleasing plain,Plant woods in waves and dwell amidst the main.Far o’er the deep (a trackless path) they go,And wander oceans in pursuit of wo.No ease their hearts, no rest their eyes can find,On heaven their looks, and on the waves their mind.Sunk are their spirits, while their arms they rear,And gods are wearied with their fruitless prayer.

Ye pow’rs, what madness! how on ships so frail(Tremendous thought!) can thoughtless mortals sail?For stormy seas they quit the pleasing plain,Plant woods in waves and dwell amidst the main.Far o’er the deep (a trackless path) they go,And wander oceans in pursuit of wo.No ease their hearts, no rest their eyes can find,On heaven their looks, and on the waves their mind.Sunk are their spirits, while their arms they rear,And gods are wearied with their fruitless prayer.

The other from Homer I shall give in Pope’s translation.

Bursts as a wave that from the cloud impends,And swell’d with tempests on the ship descends.White are the decks with foam: the winds aloudHowl o’er the masts, and sing through every shrowd.Pale, trembling, tir’d, the sailors freeze with fears,And instant death on every wave appears.

Bursts as a wave that from the cloud impends,And swell’d with tempests on the ship descends.White are the decks with foam: the winds aloudHowl o’er the masts, and sing through every shrowd.Pale, trembling, tir’d, the sailors freeze with fears,And instant death on every wave appears.

Bursts as a wave that from the cloud impends,And swell’d with tempests on the ship descends.White are the decks with foam: the winds aloudHowl o’er the masts, and sing through every shrowd.Pale, trembling, tir’d, the sailors freeze with fears,And instant death on every wave appears.

In the latter passage, the most striking circumstances are selected to fill the mind with the grand and terrible. The former is a collection of minute and low circumstances, which scatter the thought and make no impression. The passage at the same time is full of verbal antitheses and low conceit, extremely improper in a scene of distress. But this last observation is made occasionally only, as it belongs not to the present subject.

The following passage from the twenty-first book of the Odyssey, deviates widelyfrom the rule above laid down. It concerns that part of the history of Penelope and her suitors, in which she is made to declare in favour of him who should prove the most dexterous in shooting with the bow of Ulysses.

Now gently winding up the fair ascent,By many an easy step, the matron went:Then o’er the pavement glides with grace divine,(With polish’d oak the level pavements shine);The folding gates a dazling light display’d,With pomp of various architrave o’erlay’d.The bolt, obedient to the silken string,Forsakes the staple as she pulls the ring;The wards respondent to the key turn round;The bars fall back; the flying valves resound.Loud as a bull makes hill and valley ring;So roar’d the lock when it releas’d the spring.She moves majestic through the wealthy roomWhere treasur’d garments cast a rich perfume;There from the column where aloft it hung,Reach’d, in its splendid case, the bow unstrung.

Now gently winding up the fair ascent,By many an easy step, the matron went:Then o’er the pavement glides with grace divine,(With polish’d oak the level pavements shine);The folding gates a dazling light display’d,With pomp of various architrave o’erlay’d.The bolt, obedient to the silken string,Forsakes the staple as she pulls the ring;The wards respondent to the key turn round;The bars fall back; the flying valves resound.Loud as a bull makes hill and valley ring;So roar’d the lock when it releas’d the spring.She moves majestic through the wealthy roomWhere treasur’d garments cast a rich perfume;There from the column where aloft it hung,Reach’d, in its splendid case, the bow unstrung.

Now gently winding up the fair ascent,By many an easy step, the matron went:Then o’er the pavement glides with grace divine,(With polish’d oak the level pavements shine);The folding gates a dazling light display’d,With pomp of various architrave o’erlay’d.The bolt, obedient to the silken string,Forsakes the staple as she pulls the ring;The wards respondent to the key turn round;The bars fall back; the flying valves resound.Loud as a bull makes hill and valley ring;So roar’d the lock when it releas’d the spring.She moves majestic through the wealthy roomWhere treasur’d garments cast a rich perfume;There from the column where aloft it hung,Reach’d, in its splendid case, the bow unstrung.

Virgil sometimes errs against this rule. In the following passages minute circumstances are brought into full view; and what is still worse, they are described in allthe sublimity of poetical description.Æneid, L. 1. l. 214. to 219. L. 6. l. 176. to 182. L. 6. l. 212. to 231.And the last, which is a description of a funeral, is the less excuseable, as it relates to a man who makes no figure in the poem.

The speech of Clytemnestra, descending from her chariot in the Iphigenia of Euripides, beginning of act 3. is stuffed with a number of low, common, and trivial circumstances.

But of all writers Lucan in this article is the most injudicious. The sea-fight betwixt the Romans and Massilians[63], is described so much in detail without exhibiting any grand or general view, that the reader is quite fatigued with endless circumstances, and never feels any degree of elevation. And yet there are some fine incidents, those for example of the two brothers, and of the old man and his son, which, separated from the rest, would affect us greatly. But Lucan once engaged in a description, knows no bounds. See other passages of the samekind,L. 4. l. 292. to 337. L. 4. l. 750. to 765.The episode of the sorceress Erictho, end of book 6. is intolerably minute and prolix.

To these I venture to oppose a passage from an old historical ballad:


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