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And then follows Coleridge's own account of love, of which it can only be said, that, if he had written it when he was younger, it would probably have been as perfect in form and expression as it is inclusive in what we might call the categories of love:

"Coleridge. But, above all, it supposes a soul which, even in the pride and summer-tide of life, even in the lustihood of health and strength, had felt oftenest and prized highest that which age cannot take away, and which, in all our lovings, is the love.

"Eliza. There is something here (pointing to her heart) that seems to understand you, but it wants the word that would make it understand itself.

"Katherine. I too seem to feel what you mean. Interpret the feeling for us.

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Coleridge. I mean that willing sense of the unsufficingness of the self for itself which predisposes a generous nature to see, in the total being of another, the supplement and completion of its own, that quiet, perpetual seeking which the presence of the beloved object modulates, not suspends, where the heart momently finds, and, finding, again seeks on; - lastly, when 'life's changeful orb has passed the full,' a confirmed faith in the nobleness of humanity, thus brought home and pressed, as it were, to the very bosom of hourly experi

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"What wants that knave That a king should have?" something is wanted, and in that something everything!

The recent discussions about the Talmud have disclosed a depth of benightedness in society, even among men whom you might expect to know better, that is extremely irritating, if not surprising. Surprising, indeed, it is not; for it is only the old difference between seeing and not seeing which everlastingly divides men and women. All the talent is

nothing, and all the culture is nothing; do you see? is the question. To descend to a trivial illustration. A reviewer, not very long ago, attacked a preface written by Dr. Johnson, upon the hypothesis that it was written by Dr. Latham. It was said, and it might well have been true, that the reviewer was a learned and accomplished man. Nothing more likely; yet a child of seven, with the sensibility which he lacked, would not have fallen into his error, or any error of a similar kind. To take another illustration. There are millions of people, including men of great learning and piety, who seem absolutely blind to the difference between the Christ of the Latin imagination and the childlike Christ of the Teutonic imagination.

But to return to Love and the Talmud. Every one will remember the exultation (surprising to those who are familiar with their Apocrypha as well as with their Bible) with which certain Talmudic deliverances about women were received when the article of M. Deutsch appeared in the Quarterly Review. "What becomes now of the Teutonic origin of the household virtues?" asked an able pen in the

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Pall Mall Gazette. Whoever has said that the household virtues were of Teutonic origin has talked nonsense. But the question as to Love, between the Western spirit and the Oriental or Semitic spirit, has nothing to do, one way or the other, with the household virtues. Let us try and see what really it is.

Many of our readers probably know Miss Dora Greenwell as the author of some tender poetry and some thoughtful prose. She is a perfectly orthodox writer, as anybody who has read her "Two Friends" must be aware. She has also written a set of poems of the sonnet type, entitled "Liber Veritatis." There is a series of tenderly passionate love poems, not on a level with Mrs. Brown ing's Portuguese sonnets either in the passion or the poetry, but quite real and true. Their author must know something of what love really is. Now, in the little book called "Two Friends"-which, as we have stated, is strictly orthodox-Dora Greenwell boldly says that love is not to be found at all in the New Testament. "The silence of the New Testament is a wonderiul thing." Not at all wonderful say we, for love is utterly alien to the Oriental or Semitic spirit. The curious thing is that Miss Greenwell does not go on to remark that love is also wholly wanting in the New Testament. And the reason is the same. Love considered as a passion, or the desire to possess something beautiful; love as household friendship, with special regard shown to the weaker by the stronger; and love, as mere appetite (appetite, we say, as distinguished from passion), you find in Semitic and Oriental writings; but there is no room in the Semitic or Oriental spirit (even though it were shown that chivalry itself came from the Arab) for love of the highest type known to the Western mind.

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to Nor does the difference end here. The chara
acteristic points in the Teutonic or Scandina-
vian ideal, are two. First, the balance between
the sexes is restored by the fact that the woman
is held to be the power by which the spiritual
impregnation of the man is effected; so that
love is not or ly a liberal education, but, in the
high sense, a conversion, and the creation of a
moral or spiritual unity out of two, in a way
which places the woman on a throne peculiarly
hers. Secondly, the woman is never pos-
sessed, and never patronized. "What is thy pe- But both in life and in fiction
tition, Queen Esther, and what is thy request? presented to us for love, mere
and it shall be done to thee, even to the half of which brings no sense of obl
my kingdom." That is the Eastern or Semitic and is therefore shoved aside fo
spirit. Above all, absolute possession in the grading reasons. If love be a
sense of mastery is essential to that spirit, and and moralists in general mak
is never absent from it. But what a difference assuredly no reason whateve
when we come to Scandinavian legends, even
ntemptible things which are al
of the rudest times! When King Gunther has fere with it should not do so.
married Brunhilda, he is not & whit
nearer. "Cette fiere beaute," as a
Frenchman ludicrously calls her (missing the
point like a true Celt), teaches King Gunther

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CHAPMAN AND HALL, 193 PICCADILLY.

1858.

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