in Mr. Arnold’s clearer aether—as
whether they are adapted to his purpose of winning.
He manages here and there, indeed, in trying on his
new conceptions of old truths, to be exquisitely offensive.
It will seem like trifling, and it will keenly wound,
for instance, the person of ordinary piety, to have
his “Holy Ghost,” his promised “Comforter,”
called “the Paraclete that Jesus promised, the
Muse of righteousness, the Muse of humanity,”
and to have this solemn Mystery lightly offset against
the literary Muse, “the same who no doubt visits
the bishop of Gloucester when he sits in his palace
meditating on Personality.” But he becomes
most elaborately and carefully outrageous when, combating
this same idea of Personality in the Holy Trinity,
he calls it “the fairy-tale of the three Lord
Shaftesburys,” in allusion to a parable which
he is at the pains of constructing about a first Lord
Shaftesbury, who is a judge with a crowd of vile offenders,
and a second Lord Shaftesbury, who takes their punishment,
and a third Lord Shaftesbury, “who keeps very
much in the background and works in a very occult manner.”
This seems like the talk not of a man who wishes to
convince, but who wishes to wound: it appears
to be completely parallel with the method of those
dissenters, whom Mr. Arnold is never tired of inveighing
against, who use invective because Christ used it,
and who hurl epithets at a state church or titles.
As for the new light which Mr. Arnold has to shed
on the Bible and religion, it is a recasting in his
own way of the old interpretation. He deals with
miracles as Renan deals with them, believing that
credence in “thaumaturgy” will drop off
from the human mind as credence in witchcraft has done—that
Lazarus underwent resurrection, since, having found
the Life, he had passed through the state of death.
The Hebrew God he believes to have been a conception,
not positive and pictorial as ours is apt to be (influenced,
perhaps, though Mr. Arnold does not say so, by the
efforts of Christian art), but a tendency to righteousness,
a current of superior virtue, plain enough to the
Oriental mind without mere personality; yet it may
be objected to this that the Oriental mind made for
a personal God, when Jesus came, as delightedly as
our Aryan race could do. It is not, however,
our purpose to expose much of Mr. Arnold’s theory.
It will be accepted by some as the last effectual
mingling of literary grace and spiritual insight; but
others, especially when they find him saying that
conduct cannot be perfected except by culture, will
think this work the sheep’s head and shoulders
covering the bust of a Voltaire.
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Rhymes Atween Times. By Thomas MacKellar. Philadelphia: J.B. Lippincott &Co.