Is Life Worth Living? by William Hurrell Mallock
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We shall realise this better if we consider a love from which these
three characteristics have, as far as possible, been abstracted--a love which professes frankly to rest upon its own attractions, and which repudiates all such epithets as worse or better. This will at once show us not only of what various developments the passion of love is capable, but also how false it is to imagine that the highest kind need naturally be the most attractive. I have quoted Othello, and Mrs. Craven's heroine as types of love when religionized. We will go to the modern Parisian school for the type of love when de-religionized--a school which, starting from the same premisses as do the positive moralists, yet come to a practical teaching that is singularly different. And let us remember that just as the ideal we have been considering already, is the ideal most ardently looked to by one part of the world, so is the ideal we are going to consider now, looked to with an equal ardour by another part of the world. The writer in particular from whom I am about to quote has been one of the most popular of all modern romancers; and has been hailed by men of the most fastidious culture as a preacher to these latter generations of a bolder and more worthy gospel. '_This_,'[15] says one of the best known of our living poets, of the work that I select to quote from-- _This is the golden book of spirit and sense, The holy writ of beauty._ Of this '_holy writ_' the chief theme is love. Let us go on to see how love is there presented to us. '_You know_,' says Théophile Gautier's best-known hero, in a letter to a friend, '_you know the eagerness with which I have sought for physical |
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