| With a footling more deliberation in the choice of their pursuits, all men would perhaps become essentially students and observers, for certainly their nature and destiny are interesting to all akin. In accumulating property for ourselves or our posterity, in founding a family or a state, or acquiring fame even, nosotros are mortal; but in dealing with truth we are immortal, and need fear no change nor blow. The oldest Egyptian or Hindoo philosopher raised a corner of the veil from the statue of the divinity; and notwithstanding the trembling robe remains raised, and I gaze upon every bit fresh a glory as he did, since it was I in him that was and then so bold, and it is he in me that now reviews the vision. No dust has settled on that robe; no time has elapsed since that divinity was revealed. That time which nosotros actually improve, or which is improvable, is neither past, nowadays, nor future. My residence was more than favorable, not only to thought, only to serious reading, than a university; and though I was beyond the range of the ordinary circulating library, I had more than ever come within the influence of those books which circulate round the world, whose sentences were first written on bark, and are now merely copied from time to time on to linen paper. Says the poet Mir Camar Uddin Mast , "Beingness seated, to run through the region of the spiritual globe; I have had this reward in books. To be intoxicated by a single drinking glass of wine; I take experienced this pleasure when I have drunk the liquor of the esoteric doctrines." I kept Homer'due south Iliad on my table through the summer, though I looked at his page only now then. Incessant labor with my easily, at first, for I had my firm to finish and my beans to hoe at the same fourth dimension, made more study impossible. Yet I sustained myself by the prospect of such reading in future. I read i or ii shallow books of travel in the intervals of my work, till that employment made me ashamed of myself, and I asked where it was then that I lived. The student may read Homer or Æschylus in the Greek without danger of dissipation or luxuriousness, for it implies that he in some measure emulate their heroes, and consecrate morning hours to their pages. The heroic books, even if printed in the character of our mother tongue, volition always be in a language dead to degenerate times; and we must laboriously seek the meaning of each word and line, conjecturing a larger sense than mutual use permits out of what wisdom and valor and generosity we have. The modern cheap and fertile press, with all its translations, has done petty to bring united states of america nearer to the heroic writers of antiquity. They seem equally alone, and the letter in which they are printed equally rare and curious, as ever. It is worth the expense of youthful days and costly hours, if yous learn merely some words of an ancient linguistic communication, which are raised out of the trivialness of the street, to exist perpetual suggestions and provocations. It is not in vain that the farmer remembers and repeats the few Latin words which he has heard. Men sometimes speak as if the report of the classics would at length make fashion for more than modern and practical studies; but the adventurous student volition always written report classics, in whatever language they may exist written and even so ancient they may exist. For what are the classics but the noblest recorded thoughts of homo? They are the only oracles which are not decayed, and there are such answers to the most mod inquiry in them every bit Delphi and Dodona never gave. We might also omit to report Nature considering she is one-time. To read well, that is, to read true books in a true spirit, is a noble practice, and one that will task the reader more than whatsoever practise which the customs of the day esteem. It requires a training such as the athletes underwent, the steady intention almost of the whole life to this object. Books must be read as deliberately and reservedly equally they were written. Information technology is not enough even to be able to speak the linguistic communication of that nation by which they are written, for in that location is a memorable interval between the spoken and the written language, the language heard and the language read. The one iscommonly transitory, a sound, a natural language, a dialect merely, most brutish, and nosotros learn it unconsciously, like the brutes, of our mothers. The other is the maturity and experience of that; if that is our mother tongue, this is our begetter tongue, a reserved and select expression, too significant to be heard by the ear, which we must be born again in gild to speak. The crowds of men who merely spoke the Greek and Latin tongues in the Middle Ages were not entitled by the blow of nascency to read the works of genius written in those languages; for these were not written in that Greek or Latin which they knew, but in the select language of literature. They had not learned the nobler dialects of Greece and Rome, just the very materials on which they were written were waste paper to them, and they prized instead a cheap contemporary literature. But when the several nations of Europe had caused distinct though rude written languages of their own, sufficient for the purposes of their rising literatures, then first learning revived, and scholars were enabled to discern from that remoteness the treasures of antiquity. What the Roman and Grecian multitude could not hear, later on the lapse of ages a few scholars read, and a few scholars only are still reading it. However much we may adore the orator's occasional bursts of eloquence, the noblest written words are commonly as far behind or above the fleeting spoken language every bit the firmament with its stars is behind the clouds. At that place are the stars, and they who can may read them. The astronomers forever annotate on and observe them. They are not exhalations like our daily colloquies and vaporous breath. What is chosen eloquence in the forum is commonly found to be rhetoric in the report. The orator yields to the inspiration of a transient occasion, and speaks to the mob before him, to those who tin can hear him; but the writer, whose more equable life is his occasion, and who would be distracted by the issue and the oversupply which inspire the orator, speaks to the intellect and health of mankind, to all in whatsoever historic period who can sympathize him. No wonder that Alexander  carried the Iliad with him on his expeditions in a precious casket. A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at again intimate with united states of america and more than universal than any other work of art. It is the piece of work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every linguistic communication, and not merely be read just actually breathed from all human lips;--non be represented on canvas or in marble only, but exist carved out of the breath of life itself. The symbol of an ancient human being'south thought becomes a modernistic man's oral communication. Two thousand summers have imparted to the monuments of Grecian literature, as to her marbles, only a maturer golden and autumnal tint, for they take carried their own serene and angelic atmosphere into all lands to protect them confronting the corrosion of time. Books are the treasured wealth of the world and the fit inheritance of generations and nations. Books, the oldest and the best, stand naturally and rightfully on the shelves of every cottage. They accept no cause of their ain to plead, but while they enlighten and sustain the reader his common sense will not decline them. Their authors are a natural and irresistible aristocracy in every lodge, and, more than than kings or emperors, exert an influence on mankind. When the illiterate and perhaps scornful trader has earned by enterprise and industry his coveted leisure and independence, and is admitted to the circles of wealth and style, he turns inevitably at last to those still higher but yet inaccessible circles of intellect and genius, and is sensible merely of the imperfection of his culture and the vanity and insufficiency of all his riches, and farther proves his adept sense by the pains which be takes to secure for his children that intellectual civilization whose want he then keenly feels; and thus information technology is that he becomes the founder of a family. Those who take not learned to read the ancient classics in the linguistic communication in which they were written must have a very imperfect knowledge of the history of the human race; for it is remarkable that no transcript of them has ever been fabricated into any modern tongue, unless our civilization itself may be regarded as such a transcript. Homer has never nevertheless been printed in English, nor Æschylus, nor Virgil fifty-fifty -- works as refined, every bit solidly done, and as cute virtually as the morn itself; for later on writers, say what nosotros volition of their genius, have rarely, if ever, equalled the elaborate beauty and cease and the lifelong and heroic literary labors of the ancients. They only talk of forgetting them who never knew them. Information technology will exist soon enough to forget them when nosotros have the learning and the genius which will enable us to attend to and appreciate them. That age will be rich indeed when those relics which we call Classics, and the still older and more than than archetype but even less known Scriptures of the nations, shall have still farther accumulated, when the Vaticans shall be filled with Vedas and Zendavestas and Bibles, with Homers and Dantes and Shakespeares, and all the centuries to come shall accept successively deposited their trophies in the forum of the world. By such a pile we may hope to scale heaven at last. The works of the great poets accept never nevertheless been read by mankind, for only great poets tin read them.They have only been read as the multitude read the stars, at most astrologically, not astronomically. Virtually men accept learned to read to serve a paltry convenience, as they accept learned to cipher in order to keep accounts and non be cheated in trade; but of reading as a noble intellectual practise they know piddling or nothing; yet this only is reading, in a high sense, non that which lulls us as a luxury and suffers the nobler faculties to sleep the while, but what we have to stand up on tip-toe to read and devote our nigh alert and wakeful hours to. I think that having learned our letters nosotros should read the all-time that is in literature, and not exist forever repeating our a-b-abs, and words of one syllable, in the fourth or 5th classes, sitting on the lowest and foremost course all our lives. Most men are satisfied if they read or hear read, and mayhap have been convicted by the wisdom of ane good book, the Bible, and for the rest of their lives vegetate and misemploy their faculties in what is called easy reading. There is a work in several volumes in our Circulating Library entitled "Picayune Reading," which I idea referred to a town of that name which I had not been to. There are those who, like cormorants and ostriches, tin can assimilate all sorts of this, even after the fullest dinner of meats and vegetables, for they suffer cypher to be wasted. If others are the machines to provide this forage, they are the machines to read information technology. They read the nine thousandth tale about Zebulon and Sophronia, and how they loved as none had ever loved before, and neither did the course of their true love run shine -- at whatsoever rate, how it did run and stumble, and get upwardly over again and go along! how some poor unfortunate got up on to a steeple, who had better never have gone upward as far as the tower; and so, having needlessly got him up there, the happy novelist rings the bell for all the globe to come up together and hear, O love! how he did get down again! For my part, I think that they had better metamorphose all such aspiring heroes of universal noveldom into man weather-cocks, as they used to put heroes amidst the constellations, and let them swing round there till they are rusty, and non come up down at all to carp honest men with their pranks. The next time the novelist rings the bell I volition not stir though the meeting-house burn down. "The Skip of the Tip-Toe-Hop, a Romance of the Middle Ages, past the celebrated writer of 'Tittle-Tol-Tan,' to appear in monthly parts; a cracking rush; don't all come up together." All this they read with saucer optics, and cock and archaic marvel, and with unwearied gizzard, whose corrugations even yet need no sharpening, merely equally some little four-year-one-time bencher his two-cent gilt covered edition of Cinderella -- without any comeback, that I tin meet, in the pronunciation, or accent, or emphasis, or any more skill in extracting or inserting the moral. The issue is dulness of sight, a stagnation of the vital circulations, and a general deliquium and sloughing off of all the intellectual faculties. This sort of gingerbread is baked daily and more sedulously than pure wheat or rye-and-Indian in almost every oven, and finds a surer market. The best books are not read even by those who are chosen good readers. What does our Hold culture amount to? There is in this boondocks, with a very few exceptions, no taste for the all-time or for very skillful books even in English literature, whose words all can read and spell. Even the college-bred and then-called liberally educated men here and elsewhere accept really fiddling or no acquaintance with the English language classics; and as for the recorded wisdom of flesh, the ancient classics and Bibles, which are attainable to all who will know of them, at that place are the feeblest efforts anywhere made to become acquainted with them. I know a woodchopper , of middle age, who takes a French paper, not for news every bit he says, for he is above that, but to "go on himself in practice," he being a Canadian by nascency; and when I enquire him what he considers the best thing he can do in this globe, he says, beside this, to keep up and add to his English. This is about every bit much as the college-bred by and large practice or aspire to practise, and they accept an English paper for the purpose. Ane who has but come from reading perhaps i of the best English books will discover how many with whom he can converse about it? Or suppose he comes from reading a Greek or Latin classic in the original, whose praises are familiar even to the then-called illiterate; he will find nobody at all to speak to, but must go on silence about it. Indeed, there is hardly the professor in our colleges, who, if he has mastered the difficulties of the language, has proportionally mastered the difficulties of the wit and poesy of a Greek poet, and has any sympathy to impart to the alert and heroic reader; and as for the sacred Scriptures, or Bibles of mankind, who in this boondocks tin tell me even their titles? Well-nigh men do not know that any nation but the Hebrews take had a scripture. A man, whatever man, will go considerably out of his way to pick upward a silver dollar; merely here are aureate words, which the wisest men of antiquity accept uttered, and whose worth the wise of every succeeding historic period have assured us of; -- and yet nosotros larn to read merely every bit far equally Easy Reading , the primers and class-books, and when nosotros go out school, the "Little Reading," and story-books, which are for boys and beginners; and our reading, ourconversation and thinking, are all on a very low level, worthy simply of pygmies and manikins. I aspire to be acquainted with wiser men than this our Concord soil has produced, whose names are hardly known here. Or shall I hear the proper name of Plato and never read his book? Equally if Plato were my townsman and I never saw him -- my adjacent neighbor and I never heard him speak or attended to the wisdom of his words. But how actually is it? His Dialogues, which comprise what was immortal in him, lie on the next shelf, and all the same I never read them. We are underbred and low-lived and illiterate; and in this respect I confess I exercise not make any very broad stardom between the illiterateness of my townsman who cannot read at all and the illiterateness of him who has learned to read merely what is for children and feeble intellects. We should be as proficient as the worthies of antiquity, only partly by first knowing how good they were. Nosotros are a race of tit-men, and soar but petty higher in our intellectual flights than the columns of the daily newspaper. It is not all books that are as irksome every bit their readers. There are probably words addressed to our condition exactly, which, if we could really hear and understand, would be more salutary than the morning or the spring to our lives, and possibly put a new aspect on the face up of things for united states of america. How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a volume! The book exists for the states, mayhap, which will explain our miracles and reveal new ones. The at nowadays unutterable things nosotros may find somewhere uttered. These same questions that disturb and puzzle and confound us have in their turn occurred to all the wise men; non ane has been omitted; and each has answered them, according to his ability, by his words and his life. Moreover, with wisdom we shall learn liberality. The solitary hired man on a farm in the outskirts of Hold, who has had his 2d birth and peculiar religious experience, and is driven as he believes into the silent gravity and exclusiveness by his faith, may recollect it is not true; but Zoroaster, thousands of years agone, travelled the aforementioned road and had the same experience; but he, being wise, knew it to exist universal, and treated his neighbors accordingly, and is even said to have invented and established worship among men. Let him humbly district with Zoroaster then, and through the liberalizing influence of all the worthies, with Jesus Christ himself, and let "our church" go by the board. Nosotros boast that we belong to the Nineteenth Century and are making the most rapid strides of any nation. But consider how footling this village does for its own culture. I do non wish to flatter my townsmen, nor to be flattered by them, for that will not advance either of us. We demand to exist provoked -- goaded similar oxen, as we are, into a trot. We take a comparatively decent system of common schools, schools for infants but; just excepting the half-starved Lyceum in the winter, and latterly the puny start of a library suggested by the State, no school for ourselves. Nosotros spend more on almost any article of bodily aliment or ailment than on our mental aliment. It is time that we had uncommon schools, that we did non exit off our pedagogy when we begin to be men and women. Information technology is time that villages were universities, and their elder inhabitants the fellows of universities, with leisure -- if they are, indeed, so well off -- to pursue liberal studies the rest of their lives. Shall the world be confined to i Paris or one Oxford forever? Cannot students exist boarded here and go a liberal pedagogy under the skies of Concur? Tin can we not hire some Abelard to lecture to united states of america? Alas! what with foddering the cattle and disposed the store, we are kept from school too long, and our education is sadly neglected. In this country, the hamlet should in some respects have the place of the nobleman of Europe. It should exist the patron of the fine arts. It is rich enough. Information technology wants but the magnanimity and refinement. It can spend coin enough on such things as farmers and traders value, simply it is thought Utopian to suggest spending coin for things which more intelligent men know to be of far more worth. This town has spent seventeen thousand dollars on a town-business firm, give thanks fortune or politics, only probably it volition non spend so much on living wit, the true meat to put into that shell, in a hundred years. The one hundred and twenty-v dollars annually subscribed for a Lyceum in the winter is better spent than any other equal sum raised in the town. If we live in the Nineteenth Century, why should we not enjoy the advantages which the Nineteenth Century offers? Why should our life exist in any respect provincial? If we will read newspapers, why not skip the gossip of Boston and take the all-time newspaper in the world at once? -- non be sucking the pap of "neutral family unit" papers, or browsing "Olive Branches" here in New England. Permit the reports of all the learned societies come to us, and we volition see if they know anything. Why should we exit information technology to Harper & Brothers and Redding & Co. to select our reading? As the nobleman of cultivated taste surrounds himself with whatever conduces to his culture - genius - learning - wit - books - paintings - statuary - music - philosophical instruments, and the like; so allow the village exercise -- not stop short at a pedagogue, a parson, a sexton, a parish library, and three selectmen, considering our Pilgrim forefathers got through a cold winter once on a bleak rock with these. To act collectively is according to the spirit of our institutions; and I am confident that, as our circumstances are more flourishing, our means are greater than the nobleman's. New England can rent all the wise men in the world to come and teach her, and board them round the while, and not be provincial at all. That is the uncommon schoolhouse nosotros want. Instead of noblemen, let us have noble villages of men. If it is necessary, omit one bridge over the river, become round a little there, and throw one arch at to the lowest degree over the darker gulf of ignorance which surrounds u.s.. To Chapter IV 
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