wished I would take some other topics besides German
authors, but when I told her the alternative would
be metaphysics, she laughed and retracted the wish.
We then laughed over several schemes such as these—that
one of us should write a review and another make the
book for it afterward; that I should review some book
which did not exist and give professed extracts from
it, etc. Soon after Mrs. D. came in and began
to talk about “Undine,” which she and
her husband have just been reading—the new
translation. I was amused at their opinion of
it. The most absurd, ridiculous story, she said—with
no rationality, nothing that one can understand
in it—and so on, showing that she had not
the slightest idea of a work of fancy merely.
I have been wishing, as I often do, for some records
of my past life. What could I not give for a
daily journal as minute as this, beginning from my
childhood! My past life is mostly a blank to me.
Aug. 15th.—I am beginning to see
dimly some new truths—such I believe them
to be—in theology. I am inclined to
think, but do not feel sure, that Redemption, instead
of being merely a necessary remedy for a great
evil, is in itself the highest positive good, and that
the state into which it brings man, of union with
God, is a far nobler and better condition than that
of primitive innocence, and at the same time a condition
attainable in no other way than through redemption,
and, of course, through sin. In this case the
plan of redemption, instead of being an afterthought
of the divine mind (speaking anthropomorphically),
is that in reference to which the whole world-system
was contrived. These thoughts were partly suggested
by reading Schleiermacher, who, if I understand him,
has some such notions. If there is any truth
in them, do they not throw light on the much-vexed
question why God permitted the introduction of moral
evil? Another point which I feel confident is
misunderstood by our theologians is the nature of
the redemptive act. The work of Christ in redemption
is generally explained to be His incarnation, sufferings,
and death, by which He made atonement to justice
for the sins of the world. This, it is true, is
a part of what He did; it is that part which He performed
in reference to God and His law, but it is not what
Coleridge calls the “spiritual and transcendent
act” by which He made us one with Himself, and
thus secured the possibility of our restoration to
spiritual life. Aug. 17th.—Have
devoted almost the whole day to Coleridge’s Literary
Remains, which Mr. Davenport brought me. My admiration,
even veneration, for his almost unequalled power is
greater than ever, but I can not help thinking that
his studies—some of them—exerted
an unfavorable influence upon him, especially, perhaps,
Spinoza. Aug. 22d—Mr. Park sent me
the Life of Mackintosh by his son. I rejoiced
much too soon over it, for it proves very uninteresting.
This is partly to be accounted for from my want of