poor or rich, ‘is bad.’ There are
materials, though far less abundant than we could wish,
for a spiritual reformation, which would smooth the
transition to a new social order, and open to us unfailing
sources of happiness and inspiration, which would
not only enable us to tide over the period of dissolution,
but might make the whole world our debtor. No
nation is better endowed by nature with a faculty
for sane idealism than the English. We were never
intended to be a nation of shopkeepers, if a shopkeeper
is doomed to be merely a shopkeeper, which of course
he is not. Our brutal commercialism has been
a temporary aberration; the quintessential Englishman
is not the hero of Smiles’ ‘Self-help’;
he is Raleigh, Drake, Shakespeare, Milton, Johnson,
or Wordsworth, with a pleasant spice of Dickens.
He is, in a word, an idealist who has not quite forgotten
that he is descended from an independent race of sea-rovers,
accustomed to think and act for themselves. Mr.
Havelock Ellis, one of the wisest and most fearless
of our prophets to-day, quotes from an anonymous journalist
a prediction which may come true: ’London
may yet be the spiritual capital of the world; while
Asia—rich in all that gold can buy and guns
can give, lord of lands and bodies, builder of railways
and promulgator of police regulations, glorious in
all material glories—postures, complacent
and obtuse, before a Europe content in the possession
of all that matters.’ For, as the Greek
poet says, ’the soul’s wealth is the only
real wealth.’ The spirit creates values,
while the demagogue shrieks to transfer the dead symbols
of them. ‘All that matters’ is what
the world can neither give nor take away. The
spiritual integration of society which we desire and
behold afar off must be illuminated by the dry light
of science, and warmed by the rays of idealism, a white
light but not cold. And idealism must be compacted
as a religion, for it is the function of religion
to prevent the fruits of the flowering-times of the
spirit from being lost. Science has not yet come
to its own in forming the beliefs and practice of
mankind, because it has been so much excluded from
higher education, and so much repressed by sentimentalism
under the wing of religion. The nation that first
finds a practical reconciliation between science and
idealism is likely to take the front place among the
peoples of the world. In England we have to struggle
not only against ignorance, but against a deep-rooted
intellectual insincerity, which is our worst national
fault. The Englishman hates an idea which he
has never met before, as he hates the disturber of
his privacy in a steam-ship cabin; and he takes opportunities
of making things unpleasant for those who utter indiscreet
truths. As Samuel Butler says: ’We
hold it useful to have a certain number of melancholy
examples whose notorious failure shall serve as a warning
to those who do not cultivate a power of immoral self-control
which shall prevent them from saying, or even thinking,