with immortal youth. Poets are better comprehended
and appreciated by those who have made themselves
familiar with the countries which inspired their songs.
Pindar is more fully understood by those who have
seen the Parthenon bathed in the radiance of its limpid
atmosphere; Ossian, by those familiar with the mountains
of Scotland, with their heavy veils and long wreaths
of mist. The feelings which inspired the creations
of Chopin can only be fully appreciated by those who
have visited his country. They must have seen
the giant shadows of past centuries gradually increasing,
and veiling the ground as the gloomy night of despair
rolled on; they must have felt the electric and mystic
influence of that strange “phantom of glory”
forever haunting martyred Poland. Even in the
gayest hours of festival, it appalls and saddens all
hearts. Whenever a tale of past renown, a commemoration
of slaughtered heroes is given, an allusion to national
prowess is made, its resurrection from the grave is
instantaneous; it takes its place in the banquet-hall,
spreading an electric terror mingled with intense admiration;
a shudder, wild and mystic as that which seizes upon
the peasants of Ukraine, when the “Beautiful
Virgin,” white as Death, with her girdle of
crimson, is suddenly seen gliding through their tranquil
village, while her shadowy hand marks with blood the
door of each cottage doomed to destruction.
During many centuries, the civilization of Poland
was entirely peculiar and aboriginal; it did not resemble
that of any other country; and, indeed, it seems destined
to remain forever unique in its kind. As different
from the German feudalism which neighboured it upon
the West, as from the conquering spirit of the Turks
which disquieted it on the East, it resembled Europe
in its chivalric Christianity, in its eagerness to
attack the infidel, even while receiving instruction
in sagacious policy, in military tactics, and sententious
reasoning, from the masters of Byzantium. By
the assumption, at the same time, of the heroic qualities
of Mussulman fanaticism and the sublime virtues of
Christian sanctity and humility, [Footnote: It
is well known with how many glorious names Poland
has enriched the martyrology of the Church. In
memorial of the countless martyrs it had offered,
the Roman Church granted to the order of Trinitarians,
or Redemptorist Brothers, whose duty it was to redeem
from slavery the Christians who had fallen into the
hands of the Infidels, the distinction, only granted
to this nation, of wearing a crimson belt. These
victims to benevolence were generally from the establishments
near the frontiers, such as those of Kamieniec-Podolski.]
it mingled the most heterogeneous elements, and thus
planted in its very bosom the seeds of ruin and decay.