This creative power works with elements, with materials;
what if it has not those materials, those elements,
ready for its use? In that case it must surely
wait till they are ready. Now, in literature,—
I will limit myself to literature, for it is about
literature that the question arises,—the
elements with which the creative power works are ideas;
the best ideas on every matter which literature touches,
current at the time. At any rate we may lay it
down as certain that in modern literature no manifestation
of the creative power not working with these can be
very important or fruitful. And I say
current
at the time, not merely accessible at the time; for
creative literary genius does not principally show
itself in discovering new ideas: that is rather
the business of the philosopher. The grand work
of literary genius is a work of synthesis and exposition,
not of analysis and discovery; its gift lies in the
faculty of being happily inspired by a certain intellectual
and spiritual atmosphere, by a certain order of ideas,
when it finds itself in them; of dealing divinely
with these ideas, presenting them in the most effective
and attractive combinations,—making beautiful
works with them, in short. But it must have the
atmosphere, it must find itself amidst the order of
ideas, in order to work freely; and these it is not
so easy to command. This is why great creative
epochs in literature are so rare, this is why there
is so much that is unsatisfactory in the productions
of many men of real genius; because, for the creation
of a master-work of literature two powers must concur,
the power of the man and the power of the moment, and
the man is not enough without the moment; the creative
power has, for its happy exercise, appointed elements,
and those elements are not in its own control.
Nay, they are more within the control of the critical
power. It is the business of the critical power,
as I said in the words already quoted, “in all
branches of knowledge, theology, philosophy, history,
art, science, to see the object as in itself it really
is.” Thus it tends, at last, to make an
intellectual situation of which the creative power
can profitably avail itself. It tends to establish
an order of ideas, if not absolutely true, yet true
by comparison with that which it displaces; to make
the best ideas prevail. Presently these new ideas
reach society, the touch of truth is the touch of
life, and there is a stir and growth everywhere; out
of this stir and growth come the creative epochs of
literature.
Or, to narrow our range, and quit these considerations
of the general march of genius and of society,—considerations
which are apt to become too abstract and impalpable,—every
one can see that a poet, for instance, ought to know
life and the world before dealing with them in poetry;
and life and the world being in modern times very complex
things, the creation of a modern poet, to be worth
much, implies a great critical effort behind it; else