robert louis stevenson-第36章
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the truest modern Celtic artist I take him for; if he can fully subscribe to all this。
Mr Marriott Watson has a little unadvisedly; in my view; too like ambition; fallen on 'tother side; and celebrated Stevenson as the master of the horrifying。 (11) He even finds the EBB…TIDE; and Huish; the cockney; in it richly illustrative and grand。 〃There never was a more magnificent cad in literature; and never a more foul…hearted little ruffian。 His picture glitters (!) with life; and when he curls up on the island beach with the bullet in his body; amid the flames of the vitriol he had intended for another; the reader's shudder conveys something also; even (!) of regret。〃
And well it may! Individual taste and opinion are but individual taste and opinion; but the EBB…TIDE and the cockney I should be inclined to cite as a specimen of Stevenson's all too facile make… believe; in which there is too definite a machinery set agoing for horrors for the horrors to be quite genuine。 The process is often too forced with Stevenson; and the incidents too much of the manufactured order; for the triumph of that simplicity which is of inspiration and unassailable。 Here Stevenson; alas! all too often; PACE Mr Marriott Watson; treads on the skirts of E。 A。 Poe; and that in his least composed and elevated artistic moments。 And though; it is true; that 〃genius will not follow rules laid down by desultory critics;〃 yet when it is averred that 〃this piece of work fulfils Aristotle's definition of true tragedy; in accomplishing upon the reader a certain purification of the emotions by means of terror and pity;〃 expectations will be raised in many of the new generation; doomed in the cases of the more sensitive and discerning; at all events; not to be gratified。 There is a distinction; very bold and very essential; between melodrama; however carefully worked and staged; and that tragedy to which Aristotle was there referring。 Stevenson's 〃horrifying;〃 to my mind; too often touches the trying borders of melodrama; and nowhere more so than in the very forced and unequal EBB…TIDE; which; with its rather doubtful moral and forced incident when it is good; seems merely to borrow from what had gone before; if not a very little even from some of what came after。 No service is done to an author like Stevenson by fatefully praising him for precisely the wrong thing。
〃Romance attracted Stevenson; at least during the earlier part of his life; as a lodestone attracts the magnet。 To romance he brought the highest gifts; and he has left us not only essays of delicate humour〃 (should this not be 〃essays FULL OF〃 OR 〃characterised by〃?) 〃and sensitive imagination; but stories also which thrill with the realities of life; which are faithful pictures of the times and tempers he dealt with; and which; I firmly believe; will live so〃 (should it not be 〃as〃?) 〃long as our noble English language。〃
Mr Marriott Watson sees very clearly in some things; but occasionally he misses the point。 The problem is here raised how two honest; far…seeing critics could see so very differently on so simple a subject。
Mr Baildon says about the EBB…TIDE:
〃I can compare his next book; the EBB…TIDE (in collaboration with Osbourne) to little better than a mud…bath; for we find ourselves; as it were; unrelieved by dredging among the scum and dregs of humanity; the 'white trash' of the Pacific。 Here we have Stevenson's masterly but utterly revolting incarnation of the lowest; vilest; vulgarest villainy in the cockney; Huish。 Stevenson's other villains shock us by their cruel and wicked conduct; but there is a kind of fallen satanic glory about them; some shining threads of possible virtue。 They might have been good; even great in goodness; but for the malady of not wanting。 But Huish is a creature hatched in slime; his soul has no true humanity: it is squat and toad…like; and can only spit venom。 。 。 。 He himself felt a sort of revulsive after…sickness for the story; and calls it in one passage of his VAILIMA LETTERS 'the ever…to…be… execrated EBB…TIDE' (pp。 178 and 184)。 。 。 。 He repented of it like a debauch; and; as with some men after a debauch; felt cleared and strengthened instead of wrecked。 So; after what in one sense was his lowest plunge; Stevenson rose to the greatest height。 That is the tribute to his virtue and strength indeed; but it does not change the character of the EBB…TIDE as 'the ever…to…be… execrated。'〃
Mr Baildon truly says (p。 49):
〃The curious point is that Stevenson's own great fault; that tendency to what has been called the 'Twopence…coloured' style; is always at its worst in books over which he collaborated。〃
〃Verax;〃 in one of his 〃Occasional Papers〃 in the DAILY NEWS on 〃The Average Reader〃 has this passage:
〃We should not object to a writer who could repeat Barrie in A WINDOW IN THRUMS; nor to one who would paint a scene as Louis Stevenson paints Attwater alone on his South Sea island; the approach of the pirates to the harbour; and their subsequent reception and fate。 All these are surely specimens of brilliant writing; and they are brilliant because; in the first place; they give truth。 The events described must; in the supposed circumstances; and with the given characters; have happened in the way stated。 Only in none of the specimens have we a mere photograph of the outside of what took place。 We have great pictures by genius of the … to the prosaic eye … invisible realities; as well as of the outward form of the actions。 We behold and are made to feel the solemnity; the wildness; the pathos; the earnestness; the agony; the pity; the moral squalor; the grotesque fun; the delicate and minute beauty; the natural loveliness and loneliness; the quiet desperate bravery; or whatever else any of these wonderful pictures disclose to our view。 Had we been lookers…on; we; the average readers; could not have seen these qualities for ourselves。 But they are there; and genius enables us to see them。 Genius makes truth shine。
〃Is it not; therefore; probable that the brilliancy which we average readers do not want; and only laugh at when we get it; is something altogether different? I think I know what it is。 It is an attempt to describe with words without thoughts; an effort to make readers see something the writer has never seen himself in his mind's eye。 He has no revelation; no vision; nothing to disclose; and to produce an impression uses words; words; words; makes daub; daub; daub; without any definite purpose; and certainly without any real; or artistic; or definite effect。 To describe; one must first of all see; and if we see anything the description of it will; as far as it is in us; come as effortless and natural as the leaves on trees; or as 'the tender greening of April meadows。' I; therefore; more than suspect that the brilliancy which the average reader laughs at is not brilliancy。 A pot of flaming red paint thrown at a canvas does not make a picture。〃
Now there is vision for outward picture or separate incident; which may exist quite apart from what may be called moral; spiritual; or even loftily imaginative conception; at once commanding unity and commanding it。 There can be no doubt of Stevenson's power in the former line … the earliest as the latest of his works are witnesses to it。 THE MASTER OF BALLANTRAE abounds in picture and incident and dramatic situations and touches; but it lacks true unity; and the reason simply is given by Stevenson himself … that the 〃ending shames; perhaps degrades; the beginning;〃 as it is in the EBB…TIDE; with the cockney Huish; 〃execrable。〃 〃We have great pictures by genius of the … to the prosaic eye … invisible realities; as well as the outward form of the action。〃 True; but the 〃invisible realities〃 form that from which true unity is derived; else their partial presence but makes the whole the more incomplete and lop… sided; if not indeed; top…heavy; from light weight beneath; and it is in the unity derived from this higher pervading; yet not too assertive 〃invisible reality;〃 that Stevenson most often fails; and is; in his own words; 〃exec