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      But James did not see art as, in this sense, innocent. We touch

      and as James goes on with the episode of the Galerie d'Apollon, he

      again on autobiography, for on this point there is a significant conspeaks of the experience as having the effect not only of a "lovenection between James's own life and Hyacinth's.

      philtre" but also of a "fear-philtre." Aggression brings guilt and

      In Chapter xxv of A Small Boy and Others, his first autobiothen fear. And James concludes the episode with the account of a graphic volume, James tells how he was initiated into a knowledge

      nightmare in which the Galerie figures; he calls it "the most appallof style in the Galerie d'Apollon of the Louvre. As James represents ing and yet most admirable" nightmare of his life. He dreamed that

      the event, the varieties of style in that gallery assailed him so inhe was defending himself from an intruder, trying to keep the door tensely that their impact quite transcended aesthetic experience.

      shut against a terrible invading form; then suddenly there came

      For they seemed to speak to him not visually at all but in some

      "the great thought that I, in my appalled state, was more appalling

      "complicated sound" and as a "deafening chorus"; they gave him

      than the awful agent, .creature or presence"; whereupon he opened

      what he calls "a general sense of glory." About this sense of glory

      the door and, surpassing the invader for "straight aggression and

      he is quite explicit. "The glory meant ever so many things at once,

      dire intention," pursued him down a long corridor in a great storm

      not only beauty and art and supreme design, but history and fame

      of lightning and thunder; the corridor was seen to be the Galerie

      and power, the world in fine raised to the richest and noblest exd'Apollon. We do not have to presume very far to find the meaning pression."

      in the dream, for James gives us all that we might want; he tells us

      Hazlitt said that "the language of poetry naturally falls in with

      that the dream was important to him, that, having experienced art

      the language of power," and goes on to develop an elaborate comas "history and fame and power," his arrogation seemed a guilty parison between the processes of the imagination and the processes

      one and represented itself as great fear which he overcame by an

      of autocratic rule. He is not merely indulging in a flight of fancy

      inspiration of straight aggression and dire intention and triumphed

      or a fashion of speaking; no stauncher radical democrat ever lived

      in the very place where he had had his imperious fantasy. An admithan Hazlitt and no greater lover of imaginative literature, yet he rable nightmare indeed. One needs to be a genius to counterattack

      believed that poetry has an affinity with political power in its autonightmare; perhaps this· is the definition of genius.

      cratic and aristocratic form and that it is not a friend of the demo­

      When James came to compose Hyacinth's momentous letter from

      cratic virtues. We are likely not to want to agree with Hazlitt; we

      Venice, the implications of the analogue of art with power had

      prefer to speak of art as if it lived in a white bungalow with a gardeveloped and become clearer and more objective. Hyacinth has had den, had a wife and two children, and were harmless and quiet and

      his experience of the glories of Europe, and when he writes to the

      cooperative. But James is of Hazlitt's opinion; his first great revela­

      Princess his view of human misery is matched by a view of the

      tion of art came as an analogy with the triumphs of the world; art

      world "raised to the richest and noblest expression." He understands

      spoke to him of the imperious will, with the music of an army with

      no less clearly than before "the despotisms, the cruelties, the exbanners. Perhaps it is to the point that James's final act of imaginaclusions, the monopolies and the rapacities of the past." But now tion, as he lay dying, was to call his secretary and give her as his

      he recognizes that "the fabric of civilization as we know it" is in-

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      extricably bound up with this injustice; the monuments of art and

      surrogate of James's snobbery. But if Hyacinth is a snob, he is of

      learning and taste have been reared upon coercive power. Yet never

      the company of Rabelais, Shakespeare, Scott, Dickens, Balzac, and

      before has he had the full vision of what the human spirit can

      Lawrence, men who saw the lordliness and establishment of the

      accomplish to make the world "less impracticable and life more

      aristocrat and the gentleman as the proper condition for the spirit

      tolerable." He finds that he is ready to fight for art-and what art

      of man, and who, most of them, demanded it for themselves,. as poor

      suggests of glorious life-against the low and even hostile estimate

      Hyacinth never does, for "it was not so much that he wished to

      which his revolutionary friends have made of it, and this involves

      enjoy as that he wished to know; his desire was not to be pampered

      of course some reconciliation with established coercive power.

      but to be initiated." His snobbery is no other than that of John

      It is easy enough, by certain assumptions, to condemn Hyacinth

      Stuart Mill when he diSf:overed that a grand and spacious room

      and even to call him names. But first we must see what his position

      could have so enlarging an effect upon his mind; when Hyacinth

      really means and what heroism there is in it. Hyacinth recognizes

      at Medley had his first experience of a great old house, he admired

      what very few people wish to admit, that civilization has a price,

      nothing so much as the ability of a thing to grow old without loss

      and a high one. Civilizations differ from one another as much in

      but rather with gain of dignity and interest: "the spectacle of long

      what they give up as in what they acquire; but all civilizations are

      duration unassociated with some sordid infirmity or poverty was

      alike in that they renounce something for something else. We do

      new to him; for he had lived with people among whom old age

      right to protest this in any given case that comes under our notice

      meant, for the most part, a grudged and degraded survival." Hyaand we do right to get as much as possible for as little as possible; cinth has Yeats's awareness of the dream that a great house embodies,

      but we can never get everything for nothing. Nor, indeed, do we

      that here the fountain of life "overflows without ambitious pains,"

      really imagine that we can. Thus, to stay within the present context,

      And mounts more dizzy high the more it rains

      every known theory of popular revolution gives up the vision of

      As though to choose whatever shape it wills

      the world "raised to the richest and noblest expression." To achieve

      And never stoop to a mechanical

      the ideal of widespread security, popular revolutionary theory con­

      Or servile shape, at others' beck and call.

      demns the ideal of adventurous experience. It tries to avoid doing

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    p; this explicitly and it even, although seldom convincingly, denies

      But no less than Yeats he has the knowledge that the rich man

      that it does it at all. But all the instincts or necessities of radical

      who builds the house and the architect and artists who plan and

      democracy are against the superbness and arbitrariness which often

      decorate it are "bitter and violent men" and that the great houses

      mark great spirits. It is sometimes said in the interests of an ideal or

      "but take our greatness with our violence" and our "greatness with

      abstract completeness that the choice need not be made, that security

      our bitterness." 4

      can be imagined to go with richness and nobility of expression. But

      By the time Hyacinth's story draws to its end, his mind is in a

      we have not seen it in the past and nobody really strives to imagine it

      perfect equilibrium, not of irresolution but of awareness. His sense

      in the future. Hyacinth's choice is made under the pressure of the

      of the social horror of the world is not diminished by his newer

      counterchoice made by Paul and the Princess; their "general rectifisense of the glory of the world. On the contrary, just as his pledge cation" implies a civilization from which the idea of life raised to

      of his life to the revolutionary cause had in effect freed him to

      the richest and noblest expression will quite vanish.

      4 "Ancestral Houses" in Collected Poems. The whole poem may be read as a

      There have been critics who said that Hyacinth is a snob and the

      most illuminating companion-piece to The Princess Casamassima.

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      understand human glory, so the sense of the glory quickens his

      understanding of the truth of The Princess Casamassima. To be

      response to human misery-never, indeed, is he so sensitive to the

      sure, the legend of James does not associate him with love; indeed,

      sordid life of the mass of mankind as after he has had the revelait is a fact symptomatic of the condition of American letters that tion of art. And just as he is in an equilibrium of awareness, he is

      Sherwood Anderson, a writer who himself spoke much of love, was

      also in an equilibrium of guilt. He has learned something of what

      able to say of James that he was the novelist of "those who hate."

      may lie behind abstract ideals, the envy, the impulse to revenge and

      Yet as we read The Princess Casamassima it is possible to ask

      to dominance. He is the less inclined to forgive what he sees because,

      whether any novel was ever written which, dealing with decisive

      as we must remember, the triumph of the revolution presents itself

      moral action and ultimate issues, makes its perceptions and its

      to him as a certainty and the act of revolution as an ecstasy. There

      judgments with so much loving-kindness.

      is for him as little doubt of the revolution's success as there is of the

      Since James wrote, we have had an increasing number of novels

      fact that his mother had murdered his father. And when he thinks

      which ask us to take cognizance of those whom we call the underof revolution, it is as a tremendous tide, a colossal force; he is privileged. These novels are of course addressed to those of us who

      tempted to surrender to it as an escape from his isolation-one

      have the money and the leisure to buy books and read them and the

      would be lifted by it "higher on the sun-touched billows than one

      security to assail our minds with accounts of the miseries of our

      could ever be by a lonely effort of one's own." But if the revolufellow men; on the whole, the poor do not read about the poor. And tionary passion thus has its guilt, Hyacinth's passion for life at its

      in so far as the middle class has been satisfied and gratified by the

      richest and noblest is no less guilty. It leads him to consent to the

      moral implications of most of these books, it is not likely to admire

      established coercive power of the world, and this can never be in­

      Henry James's treatment of the poor. For James represents the poor

      nocent. One cannot "accept" the suffering of others, no matter for

      as if they had dignity and intelligence in the same degree as people

      what ideal, no matter if one's own suffering be also accepted, withof the reading class. More, he assumes this and feels no need to out incurring guilt. It is the guilt in which every civilization is iminsist that it is so. This is a grace of spirit that we are so little likely plicated.

      to understand that we may resent it. Few of our novelists are able

      Hyacinth's death, then, is not his way of escaping from irresoluto write about the poor so as to make them something more than the tion. It is truly a sacrifice, an act of heroism. He is a hero of civilizapitied objects of our facile sociological minds. The literature of our tion because he dares do more than civilization does: embodying

      liberal democracy pets and dandles its underprivileged characters,

      two ideals at once, he takes upon himself, in full consciousness, the

      and, quite as if it had the right to do so, forgives them what faults

      guilt of each. He acknowledges both his parents. By his death he

      they may have. But James is sure that in such people, who are nuinstructs us in the nature of civilized life and by his consciousness merous, there are the usual human gradations of understanding, inhe transcends it.

      terest, and goodness. Even if my conjecture about the family connection of the novel be wholly mistaken, it will at least suggest what is unmistakably true, that James could write about a workingman

      VI

      quite as if he were as large, willful, and complex as the author of

      Suppose that truth be the expression, not of intellect, nor even,

      The Principles of Psychology. At the same time that everything in

      as we sometimes now think, of will, but of love. It is an outmoded

      the story of The Princess Casamassima is based on social difference,

      idea, and yet if it has still any force at all it will carry us toward an

      everything is also based on the equality of the members of the hu-

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      man· family. People at the furthest extremes of class are easily

      The nature of James's moral realism may most easily be exembrought into relation because they are all contained in the novelist's plified by his dealings with the character of Rosy Muniment. Rosy

      affection. In that context it is natural for the Princess and Lady

      is in many ways similar to Jennie Wren, the dolls' dressmaker of

      Aurora Langrish to make each other's acquaintance by the side of

      Our Mutual Friend; both are crippled, courageous, quaint, sharp­

      Rosy Muniment's bed and to contend for the notice of Paul. That

      tongued, and dominating, and both are admired by the charatters

      James should create poor people so proud and intelligent as to

      among whom they have their existence. Dickens unconsciously

      make it impossible for anyone, even the reader who has paid for the

      recognizes the cruelty that lie
    s hidden in Jennie, but consciously he

      privilege, to condescend to them, so proud and intelligent indeed

      makes nothing more than a brusque joke of her habit of threatening

      that it is not wholly easy for them to be "good," is, one ventures to

      people's eyes with her needle. He allows himself to be deceived and

      guess, an unexpressed, a never-to-be-expressed reason for finding

      is willing to deceive us. But James manipulates our feelings about

      him "impotent in matters sociological." We who are liberal and

      Rosy into a perfect ambivalence. He forces us to admire her courage,

      progressive know that the poor are our equals in-every sense except

      pride, and intellect and seems to forbid us to take account of her

      that of being equal to us.

      cruelty because she directs it against able-bodied or aristocratic

      But James's special moral quality, his power of love, is not wholly

      people. Only at the end does he permit us the release of our amcomprised by his impulse to make an equal distribution of dignity bivalence-the revelation that Hyacinth doesn't like Rosy and

      among his characters. It goes beyond this to create his unique moral

      that we don't have to is an emotional relief and a moral enlightenrealism, his particular gift of human understanding. If in his later ment. But although we by the author's express permission are free

      novels James, as many say he did, carried awareness of human comto dislike Rosy, the author does not avail himself of the same plication to the point of virtuosity, he surely does not do so here,

      privilege. In the family of the novel Rosy's status has not changed.

      and yet his knowledge of complication is here very considerable.

      Moral realism is the informing spirit of The Princess Casamas­

      But this knowledge is not an analytical one, or not in the usual

      sima and it yields a kind of social and political knowledge which is

      sense in which that word is taken, which implies a cool dissection.

      hard to come by. It is at work in the creation of the character of

      If we imagine a father of many children who truly loves them all, we

      Millicent Henning, whose strength, affectionateness, and warm

      may suppose that he will see very vividly their differences from

      sensuality move James to the series of remarkable prose arias in her

     


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