of romantic and artistic sentiment.  The Christian worship of the Virgin Mary harmonized with the Northern belief.  The sentiment of chivalry reinforced it.  Then came the artistic resurrection of the Renaissance, and the new reverence for the beauty of the old Greek gods, and the Greek traditions of female divinities; these also coloured and lightened the old feeling about womankind.  Think also of the effect with which literature, poetry and the arts have since been cultivating and developing the sentiment.  Consider how the great mass of Western poetry is love poetry, and the greater part of Western fiction love stories.

Of course the foregoing is only the vaguest suggestion of a truth.  Really my object is not to trouble you at all about the evolutional history of the sentiment, but only to ask you to think what this sentiment means in literature.  I am not asking you to sympathize with it, but if you could sympathize with it you would understand a thousand things in Western books which otherwise must remain dim and strange.  I am not expecting that you can sympathize with it.  But it is absolutely necessary that you should understand its relation to language and literature.  Therefore I have to tell you that you should try to think of it as a kind of religion, a secular, social, artistic religion, not to be confounded with any national religion.  It is a kind of race feeling or race creed.  It has not originated in any sensuous idea, but in some very ancient superstitious idea.  Nearly all forms of the highest sentiment and the highest faith and the highest art have had their beginnings in equally humble soil.

CHAPTER II

ON LOVE IN ENGLISH POETRY

I often imagine that the longer he studies English literature the more the Japanese student must be astonished at the extraordinary predominance given to the passion of love both in fiction and in poetry.  Indeed, by this time I have begun to feel a little astonished at it myself.  Of course, before I came to this country it seemed to me quite natural that love should be the chief subject of literature; because I did not know anything about any other kind of society except Western society.  But to-day it really seems to me a little strange.  If it seems strange to me, how much more ought it to seem strange to you!  Of course, the simple explanation of the fact is that marriage is the most important act of man’s life in Europe or America, and that everything depends upon it.  It is quite different on this side of the world.  But the simple explanation of the difference is not enough.  There are many things to be explained.  Why should not only the novel writers but all the poets make love the principal subject of their work?  I never knew, because I never thought, how much English literature was saturated with the subject of love until I attempted to make selections of poetry and prose for class use—­naturally