beacon lights of history-iii-2-第7章
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brother or his wife or his son or his daughter might not be finally
forgiven for the frailties of an imperfect nature which he had
inherited? The Catholic Church; in its benignity;at what time I
do not know;opened the future of hope amid the speculations of
despair。 She saved the Middle Ages from universal gloom。 If
speculation or logic or tradition or scripture pointed to a hell of
reprobation; there must be also a purgatory as the field of
expiation; for expiation there must be for sin; somewhere; somehow;
according to immutable laws; unless a mantle of universal
forgiveness were spread over sinners who in this life had given no
sufficient proofs of repentance and faith。 Expiation was the great
element of Mediaeval theology。 It may have been borrowed from
India; but it was engrafted on the Christian system。 Sometimes it
was made to take place in this life; when the sinner; having
pleased God; entered at once upon heavenly beatitudes。 Hence
fastings; scourgings; self…laceration; ascetic rigors in dress and
food; pilgrimages;all to purchase forgiveness; which idea of
forgiveness was scattered to the winds by Luther; and replaced by
grace;faith in Christ attested by a righteous life。 I allude to
this notion of purgatory; which early entered into the creeds of
theologians; and which was adopted by the Catholic Church; to show
how powerful it was when human consciousness sought a relief from
the pains of endless physical torments。
After Dante had written his Purgatorio; he retired to the
picturesque mountains which separate Tuscany from Modena and
Bologna; and in the hospitium of an ancient monastery; 〃on the
woody summit of a rock from which he might gaze on his ungrateful
country; he renewed his studies in philosophy and theology。〃
There; too; in that calm retreat; he commenced his Paradiso; the
subject of profound meditations on what was held in highest value
in the Middle Ages。 The themes are theological and metaphysical。
They are such as interested Thomas Aquinas and Bonaventura; Anselm
and Bernard。 They are such as do not interest this age;even the
most gifted minds;for our times are comparatively indifferent to
metaphysical subtleties and speculations。 Beatrice and Peter and
Benedict alike discourse on the recondite subjects of the Bible in
the style of Mediaeval doctors。 The themes are great;the
incarnation; the immortality of the soul; the resurrection of the
body; salvation by faith; the triumph of Christ; the glory of
Paradise; the mysteries of the divine and human natures; and with
these disquisitions are reproofs of bad popes; and even of some of
the bad customs of the Church; like indulgences; and the
corruptions of the monastic system。 The Paradiso is a thesaurus of
Mediaeval theology;obscure; but lofty; mixed up with all the
learning of the age; even of the lives of saints and heroes and
kings and prophets。 Saint Peter examines Dante upon faith; James
upon hope; and John upon charity。 Virgil here has ceased to be his
guide; but Beatrice; robed in celestial loveliness; conducts him
from circle to circle; and explains the sublimest doctrines and
resolves his mortal doubts;the object still of his adoration; and
inferior only to the mother of our Lord; regina angelorum; mater
carissima; whom the Church even then devoutly worshipped; and to
whom the greatest sages prayed。
〃Thou virgin mother; daughter of thy Son;
Humble and high beyond all other creatures;
The limit fixed of the eternal counsel;
Thou art the one who such nobility
To human nature gave; that its Creator
Did not disdain to make himself its creature。
Not only thy benignity gives succor
To him who asketh it; but oftentimes
Forerunneth of its own accord the asking。
In thee compassion is; in thee is pity
In thee magnificence; in thee unites
Whate'er of goodness is in any creature。〃
In the glorious meditation of those grand subjects which had such a
charm for Benedict and Bernard; and which almost offset the
barbarism and misery of the Middle Ages;to many still regarded as
〃ages of faith;〃Dante seemingly forgets his wrongs; and in the
company of her whom he adores he seems to revel in the solemn
ecstasy of a soul transported to the realms of eternal light。 He
lives now with the angels and the mysteries;
〃Like to the fire
That in a cloud imprisoned doth break out expansive。
。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。
Thus; in that heavenly banqueting his soul
Outgrew himself; and; in the transport lost;
Holds no remembrance now of what she was。〃
The Paradise of Dante is not gloomy; although it be obscure and
indefinite。 It is the unexplored world of thought and knowledge;
the explanation of dogmas which his age accepted。 It is a
revelation of glories such as only a lofty soul could conceive; but
could not paint;a supernal happiness given only to favored
mortals; to saints and martyrs who have triumphed over the
seductions of sense and the temptations of life;a beatified state
of blended ecstasy and love。
〃Had I a tongue in eloquence as rich as is the coloring in fancy's loom;
'Twere all too poor to utter the least part of that enchantment。〃
Such is this great poem; in all its parts and exposition of the
ideas of the age;sometimes fierce and sometimes tender; profound
and infantine; lofty and degraded; like the Church itself; which
conserved these sentiments。 It is an intensely religious poem; and
yet more theological than Christian; and full of classical
allusions to pagan heroes and sages;a most remarkable production
considering the age; and; when we remember that it is without a
prototype in any language; a glorious monument of reviving
literature; both original and powerful。
Its appearance was of course an epoch; calling out the admiration
of Italians; and of all who could understand it;of all who
appreciated its moral wisdom in every other country of Europe。 And
its fame has been steadily increasing; although I fear much of the
popular enthusiasm is exaggerated and unfelt。 One who can read
Italian well may see its 〃fiery emphasis and depth;〃 its condensed
thought and language; its supernal scorn and supernal love; its
bitterness and its forgiveness; but few modern readers accept its
theology or its philosophy; or care at all for the men whose crimes
he punishes; and whose virtues he rewards。
But there is great interest in the man; as well as in the poem
which he made the mirror of his life; and the register of his
sorrows and of those speculations in which he sought to banish the
remembrance of his misfortunes。 His life; like his poem; is an
epic。 We sympathize with his resentments; 〃which exile and poverty
made perpetually fresh。〃 〃The sincerity of his early passion for
Beatrice;〃 says Hallam; 〃pierces through the veil of allegory which
surrounds her; while the memory of his injuries pursues him into
the immensity of eternal light; and even in the company of saints
and angels his unforgiving spirit darkens at the name of Florence。 。 。 。
He combines the profoundest feelings of religion with those
patriotic recollections which were suggested by the reappearance of
the illustrious dead。〃
Next to Michael Angelo he was the best of all famous Italians;
stained by no marked defects but bitterness; pride; and scorn;
while his piety; his patriotism; and elevation of soul stand out in
marked contrast with the selfishness and venality and hypocrisy and
cruelty of the leading men in the history of his times。 〃He wrote
with his heart's blood;〃 he wrote in poverty; exile; grief; and
neglect; he wrote like an inspired prophet of old。 He seems to
have been specially raised up to exalt virtue; and vindicate the
ways of God to man; and prepare the way for a new civilization。 He
breathes angry