第 21 节
作者:点绛唇      更新:2021-02-20 15:52      字数:9322
  To any one acquainted with humanity this way of talking is topsy…turvy。
  It is like saying; 〃The English in the twentieth century believed
  that a dead man could smell。  This is attested by the fact that they
  always covered his grave with lilies; violets; or other flowers。
  Some priestly and tribal terrors were evidently attached to the neglect
  of this action; as we have records of several old ladies who were
  very much disturbed in mind because their wreaths had not arrived
  in time for the funeral。〃  It may be of course that savages put
  food with a dead man because they think that a dead man can eat;
  or weapons with a dead man because they think that a dead man can fight。
  But personally I do not believe that they think anything of the kind。
  I believe they put food or weapons on the dead for the same
  reason that we put flowers; because it is an exceedingly natural
  and obvious thing to do。  We do not understand; it is true;
  the emotion which makes us think it obvious and natural; but that
  is because; like all the important emotions of human existence
  it is essentially irrational。  We do not understand the savage
  for the same reason that the savage does not understand himself。
  And the savage does not understand himself for the same reason
  that we do not understand ourselves either。
  The obvious truth is that the moment any matter has passed
  through the human mind it is finally and for ever spoilt for all
  purposes of science。  It has become a thing incurably mysterious
  and infinite; this mortal has put on immortality。  Even what we
  call our material desires are spiritual; because they are human。
  Science can analyse a pork…chop; and say how much of it is
  phosphorus and how much is protein; but science cannot analyse
  any man's wish for a pork…chop; and say how much of it is hunger;
  how much custom; how much nervous fancy; how much a haunting love
  of the beautiful。  The man's desire for the pork…chop remains
  literally as mystical and ethereal as his desire for heaven。
  All attempts; therefore; at a science of any human things;
  at a science of history; a science of folk…lore; a science
  of sociology; are by their nature not merely hopeless; but crazy。
  You can no more be certain in economic history that a man's desire
  for money was merely a desire for money than you can be certain in
  hagiology that a saint's desire for God was merely a desire for God。
  And this kind of vagueness in the primary phenomena of the study
  is an absolutely final blow to anything in the nature of a science。
  Men can construct a science with very few instruments;
  or with very plain instruments; but no one on earth could
  construct a science with unreliable instruments。  A man might
  work out the whole of mathematics with a handful of pebbles;
  but not with a handful of clay which was always falling apart
  into new fragments; and falling together into new combinations。
  A man might measure heaven and earth with a reed; but not with
  a growing reed。
  As one of the enormous follies of folk…lore; let us take the case of
  the transmigration of stories; and the alleged unity of their source。
  Story after story the scientific mythologists have cut out of its place
  in history; and pinned side by side with similar stories in their
  museum of fables。  The process is industrious; it is fascinating;
  and the whole of it rests on one of the plainest fallacies in the world。
  That a story has been told all over the place at some time or other;
  not only does not prove that it never really happened; it does not even
  faintly indicate or make slightly more probable that it never happened。
  That a large number of fishermen have falsely asserted that they have
  caught a pike two feet long; does not in the least affect the question
  of whether any one ever really did so。  That numberless journalists
  announce a Franco…German war merely for money is no evidence one way
  or the other upon the dark question of whether such a war ever occurred。
  Doubtless in a few hundred years the innumerable Franco…German
  wars that did not happen will have cleared the scientific
  mind of any belief in the legendary war of '70 which did。
  But that will be because if folk…lore students remain at all;
  their nature win be unchanged; and their services to folk…lore
  will be still as they are at present; greater than they know。
  For in truth these men do something far more godlike than studying legends;
  they create them。
  There are two kinds of stories which the scientists say cannot be true;
  because everybody tells them。  The first class consists of the stories
  which are told everywhere; because they are somewhat odd or clever;
  there is nothing in the world to prevent their having happened to somebody
  as an adventure any more than there is anything to prevent their
  having occurred; as they certainly did occur; to somebody as an idea。
  But they are not likely to have happened to many people。
  The second class of their 〃myths〃 consist of the stories that are
  told everywhere for the simple reason that they happen everywhere。
  Of the first class; for instance; we might take such an example
  as the story of William Tell; now generally ranked among legends upon
  the sole ground that it is found in the tales of other peoples。
  Now; it is obvious that this was told everywhere because whether
  true or fictitious it is what is called 〃a good story;〃
  it is odd; exciting; and it has a climax。  But to suggest that
  some such eccentric incident can never have happened in the whole
  history of archery; or that it did not happen to any particular
  person of whom it is told; is stark impudence。  The idea of shooting
  at a mark attached to some valuable or beloved person is an idea
  doubtless that might easily have occurred to any inventive poet。
  But it is also an idea that might easily occur to any boastful archer。
  It might be one of the fantastic caprices of some story…teller。 It
  might equally well be one of the fantastic caprices of some tyrant。
  It might occur first in real life and afterwards occur in legends。
  Or it might just as well occur first in legends and afterwards occur
  in real life。  If no apple has ever been shot off a boy's head
  from the beginning of the world; it may be done tomorrow morning;
  and by somebody who has never heard of William Tell。
  This type of tale; indeed; may be pretty fairly paralleled with
  the ordinary anecdote terminating in a repartee or an Irish bull。
  Such a retort as the famous 〃je ne vois pas la necessite〃 we have
  all seen attributed to Talleyrand; to Voltaire; to Henri Quatre;
  to an anonymous judge; and so on。  But this variety does not in any
  way make it more likely that the thing was never said at all。
  It is highly likely that it was really said by somebody unknown。
  It is highly likely that it was really said by Talleyrand。
  In any case; it is not any more difficult to believe that the mot might
  have occurred to a man in conversation than to a man writing memoirs。
  It might have occurred to any of the men I have mentioned。
  But there is this point of distinction about it; that it
  is not likely to have occurred to all of them。  And this is
  where the first class of so…called myth differs from the second
  to which I have previously referred。  For there is a second class
  of incident found to be common to the stories of five or six heroes;
  say to Sigurd; to Hercules; to Rustem; to the Cid; and so on。
  And the peculiarity of this myth is that not only is it highly
  reasonable to imagine that it really happened to one hero; but it is
  highly reasonable to imagine that it really happened to all of them。
  Such a story; for instance; is that of a great man having his
  strength swayed or thwarted by the mysterious weakness of a woman。
  The anecdotal story; the story of William Tell; is as I
  have said; popular; because it is peculiar。  But this kind of story;
  the story of Samson and Delilah of Arthur and Guinevere; is obviously
  popular because it is not peculiar。  It is popular as good;
  quiet fiction is popular; because it tells the truth about people。
  If the ruin of Samson by a woman; and the ruin of Hercules by a woman;
  have a common legendary origin; it is gratifying to know that we can
  also explain; as a fable; the ruin of Nelson by a woman and the ruin
  of Parnell by a woman。  And; indeed; I have no doubt whatever that;
  some centuries hence; the students of folk…lore will refuse altogether
  to believe that Elizabeth Barrett eloped wit