第 44 节
作者:冥王      更新:2021-02-18 23:11      字数:9321
  〃Without utility what would become of art?〃 said Charles Mignon。 〃What
  would it rest on? what would it live on? Where would you lodge; and
  how would you pay the poet?〃
  〃Oh! my dear papa; such opinions are fearfully flat and antediluvian!
  I am not surprised that Gobenheim and Monsieur de La Briere; who are
  interested in the solution of social problems should think so; but
  you; whose life has been the most useless poetry of the century;
  useless because the blood you shed all over Europe; and the horrible
  sufferings exacted by your colossus; did not prevent France from
  losing ten departments acquired under the Revolution;how can YOU
  give in to such excessively pig…tail notions; as the idealists say? It
  is plain you've just come from China。〃
  The impertinence of Modeste's speech was heightened by a little air of
  contemptuous disdain which she purposely put on; and which fairly
  astounded Madame Mignon; Madame Latournelle; and Dumay。 As for Madame
  Latournelle; she opened her eyes so wide she no longer saw anything。
  Butscha; whose alert attention was comparable to that of a spy; looked
  at Monsieur Mignon; expecting to see him flush with sudden and violent
  indignation。
  〃A little more; young lady; and you will be wanting in respect for
  your father;〃 said the colonel; smiling; and noticing Butscha's look。
  〃See what it is to spoil one's children!〃
  〃I am your only child;〃 she said saucily。
  〃Child; indeed;〃 remarked the notary; significantly。
  〃Monsieur;〃 said Modeste; turning upon him; 〃my father is delighted to
  have me for his governess; he gave me life and I give him knowledge;
  he will soon owe me something。〃
  〃There seems occasion for it;〃 said Madame Mignon。
  〃But mademoiselle is right;〃 said Canalis; rising and standing before
  the fireplace in one of the finest attitudes of his collection。 〃God;
  in his providence; has given food and clothing to man; but he has not
  directly given him art。 He says to man: 'To live; thou must bow
  thyself to earth; to think; thou shalt lift thyself to Me。' We have as
  much need of the life of the soul as of the life of the body;hence;
  there are two utilities。 It is true we cannot be shod by books or
  clothed by poems。 An epic song is not; if you take the utilitarian
  view; as useful as the broth of a charity kitchen。 The noblest ideas
  will not sail a vessel in place of canvas。 It is quite true that the
  cotton…gin gives us calicoes for thirty sous a yard less than we ever
  paid before; but that machine and all other industrial perfections
  will not breathe the breath of life into a people; will not tell
  futurity of a civilization that once existed。 Art; on the contrary;
  Egyptian; Mexican; Grecian; Roman art; with their masterpiecesnow
  called useless!reveal the existence of races back in the vague
  immense of time; beyond where the great intermediary nations; denuded
  of men of genius; have disappeared; leaving not a line nor a trace
  behind them! The works of genius are the 'summum' of civilization; and
  presuppose utility。 Surely a pair of boots are not as agreeable to
  your eyes as a fine play at the theatre; and you don't prefer a
  windmill to the church of Saint…Ouen; do you? Well then; nations are
  imbued with the same feelings as the individual man; and the man's
  cherished desire is to survive himself morally just as he propagates
  himself physically。 The survival of a people is the work of its men of
  genius。 At this very moment France is proving; energetically; the
  truth of that theory。 She is; undoubtedly; excelled by England in
  commerce; industry; and navigation; and yet she is; I believe; at the
  head of the world;by reason of her artists; her men of talent; and
  the good taste of her products。 There is no artist and no superior
  intellect that does not come to Paris for a diploma。 There is no
  school of painting at this moment but that of France; and we shall
  reign far longer and perhaps more securely by our books than by our
  swords。 In La Briere's system; on the other hand; all that is glorious
  and lovely must be suppressed;woman's beauty; music; painting;
  poetry。 Society will not be overthrown; that is true; but; I ask you;
  who would willingly accept such a life? All useful things are ugly and
  forbidding。 A kitchen is indispensable; but you take care not to sit
  there; you live in the salon; which you adorn; like this; with
  superfluous things。 Of what USE; let me ask you; are these charming
  wall…paintings; this carved wood…work? There is nothing beautiful but
  that which seems to us useless。 We called the sixteenth century the
  Renascence with admirable truth of language。 That century was the dawn
  of a new era。 Men will continue to speak of it when all remembrance of
  anterior centuries had passed away;their only merit being that they
  once existed; like the million beings who count as the rubbish of a
  generation。〃
  〃Rubbish! yes; that may be; but my rubbish is dear to me;〃 said the
  Duc d'Herouville; laughing; during the silent pause which followed the
  poet's pompous oration。
  〃Let me ask;〃 said Butscha; attacking Canalis; 〃does art; the sphere
  in which; according to you; genius is required to evolve itself; exist
  at all? Is it not a splendid lie; a delusion; of the social man? Do I
  want a landscape scene of Normandy in my bedroom when I can look out
  and see a better one done by God himself? Our dreams make poems more
  glorious than Iliads。 For an insignificant sum of money I can find at
  Valogne; at Carentan; in Provence; at Arles; many a Venus as beautiful
  as those of Titian。 The police gazette publishes tales; differing
  somewhat from those of Walter Scott; but ending tragically with blood;
  not ink。 Happiness and virtue exist above and beyond both art and
  genius。〃
  〃Bravo; Butscha!〃 cried Madame Latournelle。
  〃What did he say?〃 asked Canalis of La Briere; failing to gather from
  the eyes and attitude of Mademoiselle Mignon the usual signs of
  artless admiration。
  The contemptuous indifference which Modeste had exhibited toward La
  Briere; and above all; her disrespectful speeches to her father; so
  depressed the young man that he made no answer to Canalis; his eyes;
  fixed sorrowfully on Modeste; were full of deep meditation。 The Duc
  d'Herouville took up Butscha's argument and reproduced it with much
  intelligence; saying finally that the ecstasies of Saint…Theresa were
  far superior to the creations of Lord Byron。
  〃Oh; Monsieur le duc;〃 exclaimed Modeste; 〃hers was a purely personal
  poetry; whereas the genius of Lord Byron and Moliere benefit the
  world。〃
  〃How do you square that opinion with those of Monsieur le baron?〃
  cried Charles Mignon; quickly。 〃Now you are insisting that genius must
  be useful; and benefit the world as though it were cotton;but
  perhaps you think logic as antediluvian as your poor old father。〃
  Butscha; La Briere; and Madame Latournelle exchanged glances that were
  more than half derisive; and drove Modeste to a pitch of irritation
  that kept her silent for a moment。
  〃Mademoiselle; do not mind them;〃 said Canalis; smiling upon her; 〃we
  are neither beaten; nor caught in a contradiction。 Every work of art;
  let it be in literature; music; painting; sculpture; or architecture;
  implies a positive social utility; equal to that of all other
  commercial products。 Art is pre…eminently commerce; presupposes it; in
  short。 An author pockets ten thousand francs for his book; the making
  of books means the manufactory of paper; a foundry; a printing…office;
  a bookseller;in other words; the employment of thousands of men。 The
  execution of a symphony of Beethoven or an opera by Rossini requires
  human arms and machinery and manufactures。 The cost of a monument is
  an almost brutal case in point。 In short; I may say that the works of
  genius have an extremely costly basis and are; necessarily; useful to
  the workingman。〃
  Astride of that theme; Canalis spoke for some minutes with a fine
  luxury of metaphor; and much inward complacency as to his phrases; but
  it happened with him; as with many another great speaker; that he
  found himself at last at the point from which the conversation
  started; and in full agreement with La Briere without perceiving it。
  〃I see with much pleasure; my dear baron;〃 said the little duke;
  slyly; 〃that you will make an admirable constitutional minister。〃
  〃Oh!〃 said Canalis; with the gesture of a great man; 〃what is the use
  of all these discussions? What do they prove?the eternal verity of
  one axiom: All things are true; all things are false。 Moral truths as
  well as human beings change their aspect according to their
  surroundings; to the point of being actually unrecognizable。〃
  〃Society exists through settled opinions;〃 said the Duc d'Herouville。
  〃What laxity!〃 whispered Madame Latournelle to her husband。
  〃He is a poet;〃 said Gobenheim; who overheard her。
  Canalis; who was ten leagues above the heads of his audience;