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" The ministry of man implies, that he must be filled from the divine fountains which are being engendered through all eternity, so that, at the mere name of his master, he may be able to cast all his enemies into the abyss; that he may deliver all parts of natui'e from the barriers that imprison them; that he may purge the teiTestrial atmo- sphere from the poisons that infect it; that he may preserve the bodies of men from the corrupt influences that sur- round, and the maladies that afilict them; still more, that he may keep their souls pure from the malignant insinua- tions which pollute, and the gloomy images that obscure them; that he may restore its serenity to the World, Avhich false words of men fill with mourning and sadness; that he may satisfy the desires of the angels, who await from him the development of the marvels of nature; that, iu fine, his world may be filled with God, as eternity is."* Another attempt we will give, by an obscure observer « St. Marthi. 10 WOSIAN m THE of our own day and country, to di'aw some lines of the desii-ed image. It was suggested by seeing the design of Crawford's Orpheus, and connecting with the circumstance of the American, in his garret at Rome, making choice of this subject, that of Americans here at home, showing such ambition to represent the chai'acter, by calling their prose and verse " Orphic sayings " — " Orphics." We wish we could add that they have shown that musical apprehension of the progress of nature thi'ough her ascend- ing gradations which entitled them so to do, but theii* attempts are frigid, though sometimes grand; in their strain we are not M^ai-med by the fire which fertilized the soil of Greece. Orpheus was a law-giver by theocratic commission. He understood nature, and made her forms move to his music. He told her secrets in the form of hymns, natm'e as seen in the mind of God. His soul went forth toward all beings, yet could remain sternly faithful to a chosen type of excellence. Seeking what he loved, he feared not death nor hell, neither could any shape of di'cad daunt liis faith in the power of the celestial harmony that filled his soul. It seemed significant of the state of things in this country, that the sculptor should have represented the seer at the moment when he was obliged with his hand to shade his eyes. Each Orpheus must to the depths descend, For only thus the Poet can be wise ; Must make the sad Persephone his fiiiend, And buried love to second life arise ; NINETEENTH CENTURY, U Again his love must lose through too much lov6, Must lose his life by living life too true, For what he sought below is passed above, Already done is all that he woiild do ; Must tTine all being with his single lyre, Must melt all rocks free from their primal pain, Must search all natiu-e with his one soxil's fire, Must bind anew all forms in heavenly chain. If he already sees what he must do, Well may he shade his eyes firom the far-shining view. A better comment could not be made on what is requii'cd to perfect man, and place him in that superior position for which he was designed, than by the interpretation of Bacon upon the legends of the Syren coast. "When the wise Ulysses passed, says he, he caused his mariners to stop their ears with wax, knowing there was in them no power to resist the lure of that voluptuous song. But he, the much experienced man, Avho wished to be experienced in all, and use all to the service of wisdom, desu-ed to hear the song that he might understand its meaning. Yet, distrusting his own power to be firm in his better purpose, he caused himself to be bound to the mast, that he might be kept secure against his own weakness. But Orpheua passed unfettered, so absorbed in singing hymns to the gods, that he could not even hear those sounds of de- gi'adiug enchantment. Meanwhile not a few believe, and men themselves have expressed the opinion, that the time is come when Enrj- dice is to call for an Orpheus, rather than Orpheus for Eury- dice; that the idea of Man, however imperfectly brought out, has been far more so than that of Woman ; that she, 18 ■VrOiLViT IX THE the otlier half of the same thought, the other chamber of the heart of life, needs no\v to take her turn in the full pulsation, and that improvement in the daughters will best aid in the reformation of the sons of this age. It should be remarked, that, as the principle of liberty is better understood, and more nobly interpreted, a broader protest is made in behalf of "Woman. As men become aware that few men have had a fair chance, they aj'e in- clined to say that no women have had a fair chance. The French Eevolation, that strangely disguised angel, bore witaess in f;ivour of woman, but interpreted her claims no less ignorantly than those of man. Its idea of happiness did not rise beyond outward enjoyment, unobstructed by the tyranny of others. The title it gave was citoyen, citoyenne, and it is not unimportant to woman that even this species of equality was awarded her. Before, she could be condemned to perish on the scaffold for treason, not as a citizen, but as a subject. The right with which this title theu invested a human being, was that of blood- shed and license. The Goddess of Liberty was impure. As we read the poem addressed to her not long since, by Bcranger, wc can scarcely refrain from tears as painful as the tears of blood that flowed when " such crimes were committed in her name." Yes ! man, born to purify and animate the unintelligent and the cold, can, in his mad- ness, degrade and pollute no less the fair and the chaste. Yet truth was prophesied in the ravings of that hideous fever, caused by long ignorance and abuse. Europe is conning a valued lesson from the blood-stained page. The same ten- dencies, farther unfolded, will bear good fruit in this country. NINETEENTH CEXTUHY. 19 Yef, by men in this ccuntrj, as by the Jews, ■« lien Moses was leading them to the promised land, CA^erything has been done that inherited depravity could do, to hinder the promise of heaven from its fulfilment. The cross here, as elsewhere, has been planted only to be blas^jhemed by cruelty and fraud. The name of the Prince of Peace has been profaned by all kinds of injustice toward the Gentilc Avhom he said he came to save. But I need not speak of what has been done towards the red man, the black man. Those deeds are the scoff of the world; and they have been accompanied by such pious words that the gentlest would not dare to intercede with " Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." Here, as elsewhere, the gain of creation consists always in the growth of individual minds, which live and aspire, as flowers bloom and birds sing, in the midst of morasses; and in the continual development of that thought, the thought of human destiny, which is given to eternity ade- quately to express, and which ages of failm'e only seem- ingly impede. Only seemingly, and whatever seems to the contrary, this country is as surely destined to elucidate a great moral law, as Europe was to promote the mental culture of man. Though the national independence be blurred by the ser- vility of individuals, though freedom and equality have been proclaimed only to leave room for a monstrous display of slave-dealing and slave-keeping; though the free American so often feels himself free, like the Roman, only to pamper bis appetites and his indolence through the misery of his fellow -beings, still it is not in vain that the verbal State- 20 M'OM.W IN THE ment has been made, " All men are born free and equal." There it stands, a golden certainty Avherewith to encoui-age the good, to shame the bad. The new world may be called clearly to perceive that it incurs the utmost penalty, if it reject or oppress the sorrowful brother. And, if men are deaf, the angels hear. But men cannot be deaf. It is inevitable that an external fi-eedom, an independence of the encroachments of other men, such as has been achieved for the nation, should be so also for every member of it. That which has once been clearly conceived in the intelli- gence cannot fail, sooner or later, to be acted out. It has become a law as irrevocable as that of the Modes in their ancient dominion; men will pi'ivately sin against it, but the law, as expressed by a leading mind of the age, " Tutti fatti a sembianza d'un Solo, Figli tutti d'un solo riscatto, In qual'ora, in qual parte del suolo, Trascorriamo quest' aui'a vital, Siam fratelli, siam strctti ad un patto : Maladctto colui che lo infrangc, Che s'innalza sul fiacco che piange Che contrista uno spirto immortal,"* "All made in the likeness of the One, All children of one ransom, In whatever hour, in whatever part of the soil. We draw this vital air. We axe brothers ; we must be bound by one compact, Accursed he who infringes it, • Manzoni. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 21 Wlao raises himself upon the weak who weep, Who saddens an immortal spirit." This law canuot fail of universal recognition. Accnrsed be he who willingly saddens an immortal spu-it, doomed to infamy in latter, wiser ages, doomed in future stages of his own being to deadly penance, only short of death. Accursed be he who sins in ignorance, if that ignorance be caused by sloth. "We sicken no less at the pomp than the strife of words. We feel that never were lungs so puiFed with the wind of declamation, on moral and religious subjects, as now. " We are tempted to implore these ' word-heroes,' " these word- Catos, word-Christs, to beware of cant* above all things ; to remember that hypocrisy is the most hopeless as well as the meanest of crimes, and that those must surely be polluted by it, who do not reserve a part of then* morality and reli- gion for private use. Landor says that he cannot have a great deal of mind who cannot afford to let the lai'ger pai"t of it lie fallow, and what is true of genius is not less so of virtue. The tongue is a valuable member, but should appro- priate but a small part of the vital juices that are needful all over the body. We feel that the mind may "grow black and rancid in the smoke" even "of altars." We * Dr. Johnson's one piece of advice should be Avrittcn on every door : " Clear your mind of cant." But Byron, to whom it was so acceptable, in clearing away the noxious vine, shook down the building. Sterling's emendation is worthy of honour: " Kealize your cant, not cast it off." 22 WOMAN IN TilE Start np from the harangue to go into our closet and shut the door. There inquu'es the spkit, " Is this rhetoric the bloom of healthy blood or a false pigment artfully laid on?" And yet again we know where is so miich smoke, must be some fire; with so much talk about virtue and freedom, must be mingled some desire for them ; that it cannot be ia vain that such have become the common topics of conver- sation among men, rather than schemes for tyranny and plunder, that the very newspapers see it best to proclaim themselves Pilgrims, Puritans, Heralds of Holiness. The king that maintains so costly a retinue cannot be a mere boast, or Carabbas fiction. We have waited here long in the dust ; we are tired and hungry, but the triumphal pro- cession must appear at last. Of all its banners, none has been more steadily upheld and under none have more valour and willingness for real sacrifices been sho-wn, than that of the champions of the enslaved African. And this band it is, which, partly from a natural following out of principles, partly because many Avomen have been prominent in that cause, makes, just now, the warmest appeal in behalf of woman. Though there has been a growing liberality on this sub- ject, yet society at large is not so prepared for the demands of this party, but that they are, and will be for some time, coldly regarded as the Jacobins of theu* day. " Is it not enough," cries the u-ritatcd trader, " that you have done all you 'could to break up the national union, and thus destroy the prosperity of our country, but now you must be trying to break up family union, to take my wife away from the cradle and the kitchen hearth to vote KIXETEENTH CENTUllY. 23 at polls, and preach from a i:)ulpit ? Of course, if she does such tilings, she canuot attend to those of her own sphere. She is happy enough as she is. She has more leisure than I have, every means of improvement, every indulgence." "Have you asked her >vhcther she "svas satisfied with these indulgences^^ " No, but I know she is. She is too amiable to wish what would make me unhappy, and too judicious to wish to step beyond the sphere of her sex. I will never consent to have our peace disturbed by any such discussions." " ' Consent — ^j-ou ?' it is not consent from you that is in question, it is assent from your wife." " Am not I the head of my house ? " "You are not the head of yom- wife. God has given her a mind of her own." " I am ihe head and she the heart." " God grant you play true to one another then. I sup- pose I am to be grateful that you did not say she was only the hand. If the head represses no natural pulse of the heart, there can be no question as to your giving yom* con- sent. Both will be of one accord, and there needs but to present any question to get a full and true answer. There is no need of precaution, of indulgence, or consent. But our doubt is whether the heart docs consent with the head or only obeys its decrees with a passiveness that precludes the exercise of its natural powers, or a repugnance that turns sweet qualities to bitter, or a doubt that lays waste the fair occasions of life. It is to ascertain the truth, that we propose some liberating measures." Thus vaguely are these questions proposed and discussed 24 WOMAN IN THE at present. But tlieii- being proposed at all implies much thought and suggests more. Many women are considering within themselves, what they need that they have not, and what they can have if they find they need it. Many men are considering whether women are capable of being and. having more than they are and have, and whether, if so, it will be best to consent to improvement in their con- dition. This morning, I open the Boston " Daily Mail," and find in its " poet's corner," a translation of Schiller's " Dignity of Woman." In the advertisement of a book on America, I see in the table of contents (his sequence, " Republican Institutions. American Slavery. American Ladies." I open the '■'Deutsche Schnellpost," published in New York, and find at the head of a column, Judenund Franen- emancipation in Ungarn. Emancipation of Jews and Women in Hungary. The past year has seen action in the Rhode-Island legis- lature, to secure married women rights over their own pro- pert}^ where men showed that a very little examination of the subject could teach them much; an article in the De- mocratic Review on the same subject more largely consi- dered, written by a woman, impelled, it is said, by glaring wrong to a distinguished friend having shown the defects in the existing laws, and the state of opinion fi'om which they spring; and an answer from the revered old man, J. Q. Adams, in some respects the Phocion of his time, to an address made him by some ladies. To this last I shall again advert in another place. These symptoms of the times have come under my view NINETEENTH CENTURT. 25 quite "accidentally: one who seeks, may, each month or week, collect more. The numerous party, whose opinions are already labelled and adjusted too much to their mind to admit of any new light, strive by lectures on some model-woman of bride-like beauty and gentleness, by writing and lending little treatises, intended to mark out with precision the limits of woman's sphere, and woman's mission, to prevent other than the rightful shepherd from climbing the wall, or the flock from using any chance to go astray. Without enrolling ourselves at once on either side, let us look upon the subject from the best point of view which to- day offers. No better, it is to be feared, than a high house- top. A high hill-top, or at least a cathedral spire, would be desirable. It may well be an Anti-Slavery party that pleads for woman, if we consider merely that she does not hold pro- perty on equal terms with men ; so that, if a husband dies without making a will, the wife, instead of taking at once his place as head of the fiimily, inherits only a part of his fortune, often brought him by herself, as if she were a child, or ward only, not an equal partner. We will not speak of the innumerable instances in which profligate and idle men live upon the earnings of indus- trious wives; or if the wives leave them, and take with them the children, to perform the double duty of mother and father, follow from place to place, and threaten to rob them of the children, if deprived of the rights of a hus- band, as they call them, planting themselves in their poor lodgings, frightening them into paying tribute by taking £6 WOIIAK IN TEE G'om them the children, running into debt at the expcn^jO of these otherwise so overtasked helots. Such instances count up by scores within my own memory. I have seen the husband who had stained himself by a long course of low vice, till his wife was wearied from her heroic forgive- ness, by finding that his treachery made it useless, and that if she Avould provide bread for herself and her children, &he must separate from his ill fitrae. I have known this man come to install himself in the chamber of a woman who loathed him and say she should never take food with- out his company. I have known these men steal their children whom they knew they had no moans to maintain, take them into dissolute company, expose them to bodily danger, to frighten the poor woman, to whom, it seems, the fiict that she alone had borne the pangs of their birth, and nourished their infancy, does not give an equal right to them. I do believe that this mode of kidnapping — and it is frequent enough in all classes of society — will be by the next age viewed as it is by Heaven now, and that the man who avails himself of the shelter of men's laws to steal from a mother her own children, or arrogate any su- perior right to them, save that of superior virtue, will bear the stigma he deserves, in common with him avIio steals grown men from their mother-laud, thek hopes, and their homes. I said, we will not speak of this now, yet I have spoken, for the subject makes me feel too much, t' I could give In- stances that would startle the most vulgar and callous, but I will not, for the public opinion of their own sex is already against such men ; and where cases of extreme tyraunj are NINETEENTH CENTURT. 27' made known, there is private action in the wife's favour. But she ought not to need this, nor, I think, can she long. Men must soon sec that, on their own ground, that woman is the weaker party, she ought to have legal protection, which would make such oppression impossible/ But I would not deal with "atrocious instances" except in the way of illustration, neither demand from men a partial redress in some one matter, but go to the root of the whole. If prin- ciples could be established, particulars would adjust them- selves aright. Ascertain the true destiny of woman, give her legitimate hopes, and a standard within herself ; mar- riage and all other relations would by degrees be harmo- nized with these. But to return to the historical progrcss'of this matter. Knowing that there exists in the minds of men a tone of feeling towards women as towards slaves, such as is ex- pressed in the common phrase, " Tell that to women and children," that the infinite soul can only work through them in already ascertained limits; that the gift of reason, man's highest prerogative, is allotted to them in much lower de- gree; that they must be kept from mischief and melancholy by being constantly engaged in active labour, which is to be furnished and directed by those better able to tliink, &c., &c.; we need not midtiply instnnccs, for who can review the experience of last week without recalling words which imply, whether in jest or earnest, these views or views like these; knowing this, can we wonder that many re- formers think that measures are not likely to be taken in behalf of woman, unless their m ishcs could be publicly re- presented by women? 28 WOMAif IN THE That can never be necessary, cry the other side. All men are privately influenced by women; each has his wife, sister, or female friends, and is too much biassed by these relations to fail of representing their interests ; and, if this is not enough, let them propose and enforce their wishes with the pen. The beauty of home would be destroyed, the delicacy of the sex be violated, the dignity of halls of legislation degraded by an attempt to introduce them there. Such duties are inconsistent with those of a mother; and then we have ludicrous pictures of ladies in hysterics at the polls, and senate chambers fdled Avith cradles. But if, in reply, we admit as truth that woman seems destined by nature rather for the inner circle, we must add that the arrangements of civilized life have not been as yet such as to secure it to her. Ilcr circle, if the duller, is not the quieter. If kept from " excitement," she is not from drudgery. Not only the Indian squaw carries the burdens cf the camp, but the favourites of Louis the Fourteenth ac- company him in his journeys, and the washerwoman stands at her tub and carries home her work at all seasons, and in all states of health. Those who think the physical circum- stances of woman would make a part in the affairs of na- tional government unsuitable, are by no means those who think it impossible for the negrcssos to endure field work, even during pregnancy, or the seamstresses to go through their killing labom'S. As to the use of the pen, there was quite as much op- position to woman's possessing herself of that help to free agency, as there is now to her seizing on the rostrum or the desk; and she is likely to draw, from a permission to NINETEENTH CENTURY. 29. plead her cause that "vvay, opposite inferences to what miglit be wished by those who now grant it. As to the possibility of her filling with grace and dignity any such position, we should think those who had seen the great actresses, and heard the Quaker preachers of ruo- dcrn times, would not doubt, that Avoman can express publicly the fulness of thought and creation, without losing any of the peculiar beauty of her sex. What can pollute and tarnish is to act thus from any motive except that something needs to be said or done. Woman could take part in the processions, the songs, the dances of old re- ligion ; no one fancied tlicir delicacy was impaired by ap- pearing in public for such a cause. As to her home, she is nor likely to leave it more than she now does for balls, theatres, meetings for ])romoting missions, revival meetings, and others to which she flies, in hope of an animation for her existence, commensurates with what she sees enjoyed by men. Governo'-s of ladies' fairs are no less engrossed by such a change, than the Governor of the state by his; presidents of Washingtonian societies no less away from home than presidents of conven- tions. If men look straightly to it, they will find that, un- less theu' lives are domestic, those of the women will not be. A house is no home unless it contain food and fire for the mind as well as for the body. The female Greek, of our day, is as much in the street as the male to cry, What news ? We doubt not it was the same in Athens of old. The women, shut out from tlie mnrket place, made up for it at the religious festivals. For human beings are not so constituted that they can live without expan- 30 WOiUN IN THE ■ sion. If they do not get it one way, they must another, or perish. As to men's representing Tvomen fairly at present, while we hear from men who owe to then* wives not only all that is comfortable or gi-aceful, but all that is wise in the ar- rangement of their lives, the frequent remark, " You can- not reason with a woman," when from those of delicacy. nobleness, and poetic culture, the contemptuous phrase " women and children," and that in no light sally of the hour, but in works intended to give a permanent statement of the best experiences ; when not one man, in the million, shall I say? no, not in the hundred million, can rise above the belief that woman was madeyo?* 7nan, when such traits as these are daily forced upon the attention, can we feel that man will always do justice to the interests of woman? Can we think that he takes a sufficiently discerning and re- ligious view of her office and destiny, ever to do her justice, except when prompted by sentiment, accidentally or tran- siently, that is, for the sentiment will 'vary according to the relations in which he is placed. The lover, the poet, the artist, arc likely to view her nobly. The fiither and the philosopher have some chance of liberality; the man of the world, the legislator for expediency, none. Under these circumstances, without attaching import- ance, in themselves, to the changes demanded by the cham- pions of woman, we hail them as signs of the times. Wc would have every arbitrary barrier thrown down. "\Yc would have every path laid open to woman as freely as to man. Wore this done and a sligtit temporary fermentation allowed to subside, wc should see crystallizations more pure NINETEENTH CENTUKY. 31 ami of more various beauty. We believe the divine energy would pervade nature to a degree unknown in the history of former ages, and that no discordant collision, but a ra- vishing harmony of the spheres, would ensue. Yet, then and only then, will mankind be ripe for this, Avhcn inward and outward freedom for woman as much as for man shall be acknowledged as a right, not yielded, as a concession.^. As the friend of the negro assumes that one man cannot by right hold another in bondage, so should the friend of woman assume that man cannot, by right, lay even well-meant restrictions on woman. If the negro be a soul, if the woman be a soul, appareled in flesh, to one ]\Iaster only are they accountable. There is bxU one law for souls, and if there is to be an interpreter of it, he must come not as man, or son of man, but as a son of God. Were thought and feeling once so far elevated that man should esteem himself the brother and friend, but nowise the lord and tutor of woman, were he really bound with her in equal worship, arrangements as to function and employ- ment would be of no consequence. What woman needs is not as a woman to act or rule, but as a nature to grow, as an intellect to discern, as a soul to live freely and unim- peded, to unfold such powers as were given her when we lefl our common home. If fewer talents were given her, yet if allowed the free and full employment of these, so that she may render back to the giver his own with usury, she will not complain; nay I dare to say she will bless and rejoice in her earthly birth-place, her earthly lot. Let us consider what obstructions impede this good era, and what signs give reason to hope that it di-aws near. 32 WOMAN IK THE I was talking on this subject with Miranda, a woman, who, if any in the world could, might speak without heat and bitterness of the position of her sex. Her father was a man who cherished no sentimental reverence for a woman, but a firm belief in the equality of the sexes. She was his eldest child, and came to him at an age when he needed a companion. From the time she could speak and go alone he addressed her not as a plaything, bat as a living mind. Among the few verses he ever wrote^was a copy addressed to this child, when the first locks were cut from her head, and the reverence expressed on. this occasion for that che- rished head, he never belied. It was to him the temple of immortal intellect. He respected his child, however,. too much to be an indulgent parent. He called on her for clear judgment, for courage, for honour and fidelity; in sliort, for such vutues as he knew. In so far as he possessed the keys to the wonders of this universe, he allowed free use of them to her; and by the incentive of a high expectation, he for- bade, as far as possible, that she should let the privilege lie idle. Thus this child was early led to feel herself a child of the spirit. She took her place easily,,, not only in .the world of orgajiized being, but in the world of mind. A dignified sense of self-dependence was given as all her portion, and she found it a sure anchor. Herself securely anchored, her relations with others were established with equal security. She was loitunate in a total absence of those charms which might have drawn to her bewildering flatteries, and in a strong electric nature, which repelled those who did not be- long to Iicr, and attracted those who did. With men and NINETEENTH CENTURY. 33 women nor relations were noble, affectionate Avithout pas- sion, intellec,ti;al without coldness. The world was ti-ee to her, and she lived free in it. Outward adversity came, and inward conflict, but that faith and self-resi:)cct had early been awakened, which must always lead, at last, to an outward serenity and an inward peace.. Of Miranda I had always thought as an example, that the restraints upon the sex were insuperable only to those who think them so, or who noisily strive to break them. She had taken a course of her own, and no man stood in her way. Many of her acts had been unusual, but excited no uproar. Few helped, but none ^checked hor, and the many men, who knew her. mind and her life, showed to her confidence, as to a brother, gentleness as to a sister. And not only refined, but very coarse men, approved and aided one in whom they saw resolution and clearness of design. Her mind was often- the leading one, always ef- fective. When I talked with her upon these' matters, and had said very much what I have written, she smilingly replied : " And yet we must admit that I have been fortunate, and this should not be. My good^ father's early trust gave the first bias, and the rest followed of course. It is true that I have had less outward aid, in after years, than most women, but that is of little consequence. Religion was early awakened in my- soul, a sense that what the soul is capable to ask it must attain, and that, though I might be aided and instructed by others, I.must depend on myself as the only constant friend. This self-dependence, which wa.s honoured in me, is deprecated as a fault in most 34 WOMAN IN THE •women. They are taught to learn then- rule from ■without, not to unfold it from within. " This is the fault of man, who is still vain, and wishes to be more important to woman than, by right, he should be."' " Men have not shown this disposition tOM-ard you," I said. " No ! because the position I early was enabled to take vras one of self-reliance. And were all women as sure of their wants as I was, the result would be the same. But they are so overloaded with precepts by guardians, who think that nothing is so much to be dreaded for a woman as originality of thought or character, that their minds are impeded by doubts till they lose their chance of fair free proportions. The difficulty is to get them to the point from which they shall naturally develop self-respect, and learn self-help. " Once I thought that men would help to forward this state of things more than I do now. I saw so many of them wretched in the connexions they had formed in weakness and vanity. They seemed so glad to esteem women whenever they could. " The soft arms of affection," said one of the most dis- cerning spirits, " will not suffice for me, unless on them I sec the steel bracelets of strength." But early I perceived that men never, in any extreme of despair, wislicd to be women. On the contrary, they were ever ready to taunt one another at any sign of weak- ness, with — '* Art thou not like the women, who" — The passage ends various ways, according to the occasion NINETEENTH CENTURY. 35 and rlictoric of the speaker. When they admired auj ■woman they "were inclined to spealc of her as " above her sex." Silently I observed this, and feared it argued a rooted scepticism, ■which for ages had been fastening on the heart, and Avhich only an age of miracles could eradicate. Ever 1 have been treated with gi-eat sincerity; and I look upon it as a signal instance of this, that an intimate friend of the other sex said, in a fervent moment, that I " de- served in some star to be a man." He "was much surprised when I disclosed my view of my position and hopes, when I declared my faith that the feminine side, the side of love, of beauty, of holiness, was now to have its full chance, and that, if cither were better, it was better now to be a woman, for even the slightest achievement of good was farthering an especial work of our time. He smiled incre- dulously. " She makes the best she can of it," thought he. " Let Jews believe the pride of Jewry, but I am of the better sort, and know better." Another used as highest praise, in speaking of a charac- ter in literature, the words " a manly woman." So in the noble passage of Ben Jonson: — " I meant the day-star should not brighter ride, Nor shed like influence from its lucent seat ; I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Free from that solemn ■\ice of greatness, pride ; I meant each softest virtue there shoiild meet, Fit in that softer bosom to abide, Only a learned and a manly soul, I purposed her, that should with even powers, The rock, the spindle, and the shears control Of destiny, and spin her own free hours." 36 WOMAN IN THE " Methiiiks," said I, "you are too fastidious in objecting to this. Jonson, in using the word 'manly,' only meant to heighten the picture of this, the true, the intelligent fate, with one of the deeper colours." ' And yet,' said she, ' so invariable is the use of this word where a heroic quality is to be described, and I feel so sure that persistence and courage are the most womanly no less than the most manly qualities, that I would exchange these words for others of a larger sense at the risk of marring the fine tissue of the verse. Read, ' heavenward and instructed soul,' and I should be satisfied. Let it not be said, wherever there is energy or creative genius, ' She has a masculine mind.' This by no means argues a willing want of generosity toward woman. Man is as generous toward her as he knows how to be. Wherever she has herself arisen in national or private history, and nobly shone forth in any form of excellence, men have received her, not only willingly, but with triumph. Their encomiums indeed, are always, in some sense, mortifying ; they show too much surprise. Can this be you? he cries to the transfigured Cinderella; well, I should never have thought it, but I am very glad. "\\'e will tell every one that you have " surpassed your sex.'' In cvcry-day life the feelings of the many are stained with vanity. Each wishes to be lord in a little world, to be superior at least over one ; and he does not feel strong enough to retain a life-long ascendancy over a strong nature. Only a Theseus could conquer before he wed the Amazonian Queen. Hercules wished rather to rest with Dejanira, and received the poisoned robe, as a fit guerdon. The tale shouhj KINETEEXTII CENTURY. 37 be interpreted to all those who seek repose with the weak. But not only is man vaiu and fond of power, but the same want of development, which thus affects him morally, prevents his intellectuality discerning the destiny of woman. The boy wants no woman, but only a girl to play ball with him, and mark his pocket-handkerchief. Thus, in Schiller's Dignity of Woman, beautiful as the poem is, there is no " grave and perfect man," but only a great boy to be softened and restrained by the influence of girls. Poets, the elder brothers of their race, have usually seen farther; but what can you expect of every-day men, if Schiller was not more prophetic as to what women must be? Even with Richter, one foremost thought about a wife was that she would " cook him something good." But as this is a delicate subject, and we ai'e in constant danger of being accused of slighting what are called " the tiiuctions," let me say, in behalf of Miranda and myself, that we have high respect for those who cook something good, who create and preserve fair order in houses, and present to the mind a well-ordered household. The sexes should not only correspond to and appreciate, but prophesy to one another, la individual instances this luippens. Two persons love in one another the future good which they aid one another to unfold. This is imper- fectly or rai-ely done in the general life. Man has gone but a little way; now he is waiting to see whether Avoman can keep step with him; but instead of calling out, like :• good brother, " you can do it, if you only think so," or impersonally; " any one can do what he tries to do;" he SS WOMAN IK THE often discourages, with sclioolboy brag: " Girls cant do that; girls can't play ball." But let any one defy their taunts, break through and be brave and secui'e, they rend the air -u-ith shouts. Xo ! man is not Avillingly ungenerous. He wants faith and love, because he is not yet himself an elevated being. He cries, vs'ith sneering scepticism : Give us a sign. But if the sign appears, his eyes glisten, and he offers not merely approval, but homage. This fluctuation was obvious in a narrative I have lately seen, the story of the life of Countess Emily Plater, the iieroine of the last revolution in Poland. The dignity, the purity, the concentrated resolve, the caim, deep enthusiasm •\\ hich yet could, when occasion called, sparkle up a holy, an indignant fire, make of this young maiden the figure I want for my frontispiece. Ilcr portrait is to be seen in the book, a gentle shadow of her soul. Short was her cavecr' — like the maid of Orleans, she only did enough to verify her credentials, and then passed from a scene on which she was, probablv, a premature ajiparition. AVhen the young girl joined the army, where the reports of luer exploits had preceded her, she was received in a manner that marks the usual state of feeling. Some of the officers were disappointed at her quiet manners; that she had not the air and tone of a stage-heroine. They thought she could not have acted heroically unless in buskins; had no idea that such deeds only showed the habit of her mind. Others talked of the delicacy of her sex, advised her to withdraw from perils and dangers, and had no comprehen- sion of the feelings within her breast that made this irapos- NINETEENTH CENTURY. 39 sible. The gentle irony of her reply to these self- consti- tuted tutors (uot one of whom showed himself her equal in conduct or reason) is as good as her indignant proof at a later period to the general, whose perfidy ruined her. But though, to the mass of these men, she was an em- barrassment and a puzzle, the nobler sort viewed her with a tender enthusiasm Avorthy of her. " Her name," said her biographer, " is known throughout Europe. I paint her character, that she may be as widely loved." With pride, he shows her freedom from all personal af- fections; that, though tender and gentle in an uncommon degree, there was no room for a private love in her conse- crated life. She inspired those who knew her with a sim- ple energy of feeling like her own. We have seen they felt a woman worthy the name, capable of all sweet affec- tions, capable of stern virtue. It is a fact worthy of remark, that all these revolutions in favour of liberty have called forth the energy of women. The severe nature which taught that the happiness of the race was forfeited through the fault of a woman, and showed its thought of what sort of regard man owed her, by making him accuse her on the first question to his God, who gave her to the patriarch as a handmaid, and, by the Mosaical law, bound her to allegiance like a serf, even they gi'ceted, with solemn rapture, all great and holy women as heroines, prophetesses, nay judges in Israel ; and, if they made Eve listen to the serpent, gave Mary to the Ifely Spirit. In other nations it has been the same down to our day. To the woman, who could conquer, a triumph was awai'ded. And not only those whose strength was recom- iO WOMAN IN THE mended to the heart by association with goodness and beauty, but those who were bad, if they were steadfast and strong, had theii" claims allowed. In any age a Semiramis, au Elizabeth of England, a Catharine of Russia, makes hex* place good, whether in a large or small cu-clc. How has a little wit, a little genius, always been cele- brated in a woman ! What an intellectual triumph was that of the lonely Aspasia, and how heartily acknowledged ! She, indeed, met a Pericles. But what annalist, the rudest of men, the most plebeian of husbands, will spare from his page one of the few anecdotes of Roman women ? — Sappho, Eloisa ! The names are of tkread-bare ccle brity. The man habitually most narrow towai'ds woman will be flushed, as by the worst assault on Christianity, if you say it has made no improvement in her condition. Indeed, those most oi^poscd to new acts in her favour are jealous of the reputation of those which have been done. In a recent work on woman, I find the following — " It has been supposed, that the wonder which the disci- ples of Christ expressed, when they found him conversing with the woman of Samaria, originated partly in their low opinion of her sex. The Talmud teaches that it is beneath the dignity of a Rabbi to talk familiarly with a woman; and the Jew was accustomed to give thanks to God that he was not a woman. •' But open the New Testament, and how in a moment is this estimation elevated! Of the Physical and Intellectual rank of woman, nothing is, indeed, there said. But as a creatui'o of God, and a member of the family of mankuid. NINETEENTH CENTURT. 41 she is placed on an entire equality with man. Christianity does not make her responsible, as a moral and immortal being, to man, but represents both as having a common Master in Heaven. No vu-tue inculcated on the one sex, is omitted in describing the duties of the other. The Chi-istian character is a moral statue, to be wi'ought by every living hand; and taste, composition, symmetry, effect, are requu-ed and expected, in the spiritual workmanship, no less of woman than of man. " The personal treatment, which this sex received at the hand of the Saviour, was ever most tender and kind. ' His earliest friend was a woman; his only steadfast friends through his ministry were women.' It was the ' daughters of Jerusalem' who wept for him in his final agony. ' The last at his cross, and the first at his sepulchre, was a wo- man. And then, after his ascension, the little company of believers was assembled, waiting for the fulfilment of his promise, there also were found the woman who had accom- panied him in life, and stood by him in death.' " We will not speak of the enthusiasm excited by actresses improvisatrici, female singers, for here mingles the charm of beauty and grace ; but female authors, even learned, women, if not insufierably ugly and slovenly, from the Italian professor's daughter, who taught behind the curtain, down to JVIi's. Carter and Madame Dacier, are sure of au admiring audience, and, what is far better, chance to use what they have learned, and to learn more, if they can once get a platform on which to stand. But how to get this platform, or how to make it of rea- sonably easy access, is the difficulty. Plants of great vigour 42 WOIIAN IJ; THE will almost always strnggle into blossom, despite impedi- ments. But there should be encouragement, and a free genial atmosphere for those of the more timid sort, fair play for each in its own kind. Some are like the little, delicate flowers which love to hide in the dripping mosses, by the sides of mountain torrents, or in the shade of tall trees. But others require an open field, a rich and loosened soil, or they never show their proper hues. It may be said that man does not have his fair play cither; his energies are repressed and distorted by the in- terposition of artificial obstacle-s. Ay, but he himself has put them there; they have gro'mi out of his OT\-n imperfec- tions. If there is a misfoiliine in woman's lot, it is in obstacles being interposed by men, which do not mark her state ; and, if they express her past ignorance, do not her present needs. As every man is of woman bors, she has slow but sure means of address, yet Ihe sooner a general justness of thought makes smooth the path, the better. Man is of woman born, and her face bends over him in infancy with an expression he can never quite forget. Emi- nent men have delighted to pay tribute to this image, and it is an hacknied observation, that most men of genius boast some remarkable development in the mother. The rudest tar brushes ofi" a tear with his coat-sleeve at the hallowed name. The other day, I met a decrepit old man of seventy, on a journey, who challenged the stage-company to guess •where he was going. They guessed aright, " To see your mother?" "Yes," said he, "she is 92, but has good eye- eight still, they say. I have not seen her these forty jeari} smd I thought I could not die in peace without." I NINETEENTH CENTURY. 4$ should have liked his picture painted as a companion-piece to that of a boisterous little boy, whom. I saw attempt to de- claim at a school exhibition — " that those lips had language. Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last." He got but a very little way before sudden tears shanaed him from the stage. Some gleams of the same expression which shone down upon his infancy, angelically pure and benign, visit man again with hopes of pure love, of a holy marriage. Or, if not before, in the eyes of the mother of his child they again are seen, and dim fancies pass before his mind, that woman may not have been born for him alone, but have come from heaven, a commissioned soul, a messenger of truth and love ; that she can only make for him a home in which he may lawfully repose, in so far as she is "True to the kindred points of Heaven and home." In gleams, in dim fancies, this thought visits the mind of common men. It is soon obscured by the mists of sen- suality, the dust of routine, and he thinks it was only some meteor, ov ignis fatuus that shone. But, as a Rosicrucian lamp, it burns unwearied, though condemned to the solitude of tombs; and to its permanent life, as to every truth, each age has in some form borne witness. For the truths, which visit the minds of careless men only in fitful gleams, shine with radiant clearness into those of the poet, the priest, and the artist. Whatever may have been the domestic manners of the ancients, the idea of woman was nobly mani^'ested in their 44 WOJIAN IN THE mythologies and poems, -nhere she appears as Sita in tlio Ramayana, a form of tender pm-ity, as the Egj'ptian Isis,* of divine wisdom never yet sm-passed. In Egypt, too, the Sphynx, walking the earth with lion tread, looked out upon its marvels in the calm, inscrutable beauty of a vu-gin's face, and the Greek could only add wings to the great emblem. In Greece, Ceres and Proserpine, significantly termed " the great goddesses," were seen seated, side by side. They needed not to rise for any worshipper or any change ; they were j)repared for all things, as those initiated to their mys- teries knew. More obvious is the meaning of these three forms, the Diana, Minerva, and Vesta. Unlike in the ex- pression of their beauty, but alike in this — that each was self-sufficing. Other forms were only accessories and illus- trations, none the complement to one like these. Another might, indeed, be the companion, and the Apollo and Diana set oif one another's beauty. Of the Vesta, it is to be ob- served, that not only deep-eyed, deep-discerning Greece, but ruder Rome, who represents the only form of good man, (the always busy warrior), that could be indifferent to wo- man, confided the permanence of its glory to a tutelary god- dess, and her wisest legislator spoke of meditation as a nymph. Perhaps in Rome the neglect of woman was a reaction on the manners of Etruria, where the priestess Queen, warrior Queen, would seem to have been so usual a character. An instance of the noble Roman marriage, where the stern and calm nobleness of the nation was common to both, we see in the historic page through the little that is told us • For an adequate description of the Isis, see Appendix A. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 45 of Brutus and Portia. Shakspeare has seized on the rela- tion in its native lineaments, harmonizing the particular with the universal; and, while in its conjugal love, and no other, making it unlike the same relation, as seen in Cymbeline, or Othello, even as one star differeth fi'om another in glory " By that great vow • ■ "Which did incorporate and make us one, Unfold to me, yourself, your half, Wliy you are heavy. * * * Dwell I but in the subiurbs Of your good pleasure? If it be no more, Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife." • Mark the sad majesty of his tone in answer. Who would not have lent a long-life credence to that voice of honom* ? " You are my true and honourable wife ; As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit this sad heart." It is the same voice that tells the moral of his life in the past words — " Countrymen, My heart doth joy, that yet in all my life, I found no man but he was true to me." It was not wonderful that it should be so. Shakspeare, however, was not content to let Portia rest her plea for confidence on the essential nature of the mai*- riage bond. " I grant I am a woman ; but withal, A woman that lord Brutus took to wife. I grant I am but a woman ; withal, 46 WOMAN IN THE A woman well reputed — Cato's daughter. Think you I am no stronger than my sex. Being so fathered and so husbanded:" And afterwards, in the very scene where Brutus is suffer- ing under that " insupportable and touching loss," the death of his wife, Cassius pleads — " Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rash humour which my mother gave me Makes me forgetful ? Bruttis. — ^Yes, Cassius ; and henceforth, When you are over-eamesi with your Brutus, He'U think your mother chides and leaves you so." As indeed it was a frequent belief among the ancients, as with our Indians, that the body was inherited from the mother, the soul from the father. As in that noble pas- sage of Ovid, already quoted, where Jupiter, as his divine synod are looking down on the funeral pyre of Hercules, thus triumphs — Nic nisi maternu Vulcanum parte potentem Sentiet. Aetumum est, a me quod traxit, et expers At que immune necis, niillaque domabile flamma Idque ego defunctum terra ccelestibus oris Accipiam, cunctlsque meiim laetabile factum Dis fore confido. '• The part alone of gross maternal frarae Fire shall devour, while that from me he drew Shall live immortal and its force renew ; That when he's dead, I'll rise to realms above : Let all the powers the righteous act aprove." It is indeed a god speaking of his union with an earthly woman, but it expresses the common Roman thought as to KINETEENTH CENTURY, 4-7 marriage ; the same which permitted a man to lend his wife to a friend, as if she were a chattel. •' She dwelt but in the suburbs of his good pleasure." Yet the same city, as I have said, leaned on the worship of Vesta, the Preserver, and in latter times was devoted to that of Isia. In Sparta, thought, in this respect as in all others, was expressed in the characters of real life, and the women of Sparta were as miich Spartans as the men. The citoj'cn, citoyenne of France was here actualized. "Was not the calm equality they enjoyed as honourable as the devotion of chivahy? They intelligently shared the ideal life of their nation. Like tlie men, they felt, " Honour gone, all's gone, Better never had been born." They were the true friends of men. The Spartan, surely, would not think that he received only his body from his mother. The sage, had he lived in that community, could not have thought the souls of "vain and foppish men will be degraded after death, to the forms of women, and ii they do not there make great efforts to retrieve themselves, will became birds." (By the way, it is very expressive of the hard intellec- tuality of thQ merely mannish mind, to speak thus of birds, chosen always by the feminine poet as the symbols of his fairest thoughts.) We are told of the Greek nations in general, that wo- man occupied there an infinitely lower place than man. It is diflScult to believe this when we see such range and dignity 48 , WOSLW^ IN THE of thought on the subject in the mythologies, and find the poets producing such ideals as Cassandra, Iphigenia, Anti- gone, Macaria, where Sibylline priestesses told the oracle of the highest god, and he could not be content to reign with a court of fewer than nine muses. Even Victory wore a female form. But whatever were the facts of daily life, I cannot com- plain of the age and nation, which represents its thought by such a symbol as I see before me at this moment. It is a zodiac of the busts of gods and goddesses, arranged in pairs. The circle breathes the music of a heavenly order. Male and female heads are distinct in expression, but equal in beauty, strength and calmness. Each male head is that of a brother and a king — each female of a sister and a queen. Could the thought, thus expressed, be lived out, there would be nothing more to be desired. There would be unison in variety, congeniality in difference. Coming nearer our own time, we find religion and poetry no less true in their revelations. The rude man, just dis- engaged from the sod, the Adam, accuses woman to his God, and records her disgrace to their posterity. He is not ashamed to write that he could be drawn from heaven by one beneath him, one made, he says, from but a small part of himself. But in the same nation, educated by time, instructed by a succession of prophets, we find w(jman in as high a position as she has ever occupied. No figure that has ever arisen to greet our eyes has been received with more fervent reverence than that of the Madonna. Heine calls her the Dame du Comptoir of the Catholic church, and this jeer well expresses a serious truth. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 43 And not, only this holy and significant image was \vor- sliipped by the pilgrim, and the favourite subject of the artist, but it exercised an immediate influence ou the des- tiny of the sex. The empresses who embraced the cross, converted sons and husbands. 'WTiole calendars of female saints, heroic dames of chivalry, binding the emblem of faith on the heart of the best-beloved, and wasting the bloom of youth in separation and loneliness, for the sake of duties they thought it religion to assume, with innumerable forms of poesy, trace their lineage to this one. Nor, how- ever imperfect may be the action, in our day, of the faith thus expressed, and though we can scarcely think it nearer this ideal, than that of India or Greece was near their ideal, is it in vain that the truth has been recognised, that wo- man is not only a part of man, bone of his bone, and flesh of his flesh, born that men might not be lonely, but that women are in themselves possessors of and possessed by immortal sotils. This truth undoubtedly received a gi-eater outward stability from the belief of the church that the earthly parent of the Saviour of souls was a woman. The assumption of the Virgin, as painted by sublime artists, Petrarch's Hymn to the IMadonna,* cannot have spoken to the world wholly without result, yet, oftentimes those who had ears heard not. See upon the nations the influence of this powerfiil exam- ple. In Spain, look only at the ballads. Woman in these is " very woman;" she is the betrothed, the bride, the spouse of man ; there is ou her no hue of the philosopher, * Appendix, B. 50 wojr.vN m the the heroine, the savante, but she looks gi'eat and noble '\\Tiy? because she is also, through her deep devotion, the betrothed of Heaven. Her upturned eyes have drawn down the light that casts a radiance round her. See only such a ballad as that of " Lady Teresa's Bridal." Where the Infanta, given to the Moorish bridegroom, calls down the vengeance of Heaven on his unhallowed passion, and thinks it not too much to expiate by a life in the cloister, the involuntary stain upon her princely youth.* It was this constant sense of claims above those of earthly love or happiness that made the Spanish lady who shared this spirit, a guerdon to be won by toils and blood, and constant purity, rather than a chattel to be bought for pleasure and service- Germany did not need to learn a high view of woman; it was inborn in that race. Woman was to the Teuton warrior his priestess, his friend, his sister, in truth, a wife. And the Christian statues of noble pairs, as they lie above their graves in stone, expressing the meaning of all the by- gone pilgrimage by hands folded in mutual prayer, yield not a nobler sense of the place and powers of woman, than belonged to the altvater day. The holy love of Christ which summoned them, also, to choose " the better part, that which could not be taken from them," refined and hal- lowed in this nation a native faith, thus showing that it was not the warlike spirit alone that left the Latins so bar- barous in this respect. But the Germans, taking so kindly to this thought, did * Appendix, C. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 51 it the more justice. The idea of woman in their literature 13 expressed both to a greater height and depth than elsewhere. I will give as instances the themes of three ballads. One is upon a knight who had always the name of the Virgin on his lips. This protected him all his life through, in various and beautiful modes, both from sin and other dangers, and, when he died, a plant sprang from his gi'ave, which so gently whispered the Ave Maria, that none could pass it by with an unpurified heart. Another is one of the legends ot the famous Drachenfels. A maiden, one of the earliest converts to Christianity, was carried by the enraged populace to this dread haunt of " the dragon's fabled brood," to be their prey. She was left alone, but uuafi-aid, for she knew in whom she trusted. So, when the dragons came rushing towards her, she showed them a crucifix, and they crouched reverently at her feet. Next day the people came, and seeing these won- ders, are all tm-ued to the faith which exalts the loAvly. The third I have in mind is another of the Khine legends. A youth is sittmg with the maid he loves on the shore of au isle, her fairy kingdom, then perfumed by the blossoming grape vines, which di-aped its bowers. They are happy; all blossoms with them, and life promises its richest wine. A boat approaches on the tide; it pauses at then- feet. It J)rings, perhaps, some joyous message, fresh dew for their flowers, fresh light on the wave. No! it is the usual check on such gi'cat happiness. The fothcr of the Count departs for the crusade; will his son join him. or remain to rule the domam, and wed her he loves? Neither of the affianced pan- hesitate a moment. " I must go with my father." 52 WOJLVN IN THE "Thou must go with thy father." It was one thought, one word. "I will be here again," he said, "when these blos- soms hare turned to purple gi-apes." " I hope so," she sighed, while the prophetic sense said " no." And there she waited, and the grapes ripened, and were gathered into the vintage, and he came not. Year after year passed thus, and no tidings; yet still she waited. He, meanwhile, was in a Moslem prison. Long he lan- guished there without hope, till, at last, his patron saint appeared in a vision, and announced his release, but only on condition of his joining the monastic order for the service of the saint. And so his release was effected, and a safe voyage home given. And once more he sets sail upon the Rhine. The maiden, still watching beneath the vines, sees at last the object of all this patient love approach. Approach, but not to touch the strand to which she, with outstretched arms, has rushed. He dares not trust himself to land, but in low, heart-broken tones, tells her of Heaven's will ; and that he, in obedience to his vow, is now on his way to a convent on the river-bank, there to pass the rest of his earthly life in the service of the shrine. And then he turns his boat, and floats away from her and hope of any happiness in this world, but urged, as he believes, by the breath of Heaven. The maiden stands appalled, bat she dai-es not mur- mur, and cannot hesitate long. She also bids them prepare her boat. She follows her lost love to the convent gate, requests an interview with the abbot, and devotes her Ely- slan isle, where Anncs had ripened their ruby fruit in vain for her, to the service of the monastery where her lover was NINETEENTH CENTURY. 53 to serve. Then, passing over to the nunnery opposite, she takes tlie veil, and meets her betrothed at the altar ; and for a life-long union, if not the one they had hoped in earlier yeai's. Is not this a sorro^vful story of a lofty beauty ? Does it not show a sufficiently high view of woman, of marriage? This is commonly the chivah-ic, still more the German view. Yet, Avherevcr there was a balance in the mind of man of sentiment, with intellect, such a result was sure. The Greek Xenophon has not only painted as a sweet picture of the domestic woman, in his Economics, but in the Cyropedia has given, in the picture of Panthea, a view of woman which no German pictui-e can surpass, whether lonely and quiet with veiled lids, the temple of a vestal loveliness, or with eyes flashing, and hair flowing to the free wind, cheering on the hero to fight for his God, his country, or whatever name his duty might bear at the time. This pic- ture I shall copy by and by. Yet Xenophon grew up in the same age with him who makes Iphigenia say to Achilles — "Better a thousand women shoiild perish, than one man cease to see the light." This was the vulgar Greek sentiment. Xenophon, aiming at the ideal man, caught glimpses of the ideal woman also. From the figure of a Cyrus, the Pantheas stand not afar. They do not in thought; they would not in life. I could swell the catalogue of instances far beyond the reader's patience. But enough have been brought forward to show that, though there has been great disparity betwixt the nations as between indi^aduals in their culture on this 54 WOMAN IN THE point, yet the idea of woman has always cast some rays, and often been forcibly represented. Far less has woman to complain that she has not had her share of power. This, in all ranks of society, except the lowest, has been hers to the extent that vanity would crave, far beyond what wisdom would accept. In the very lowest, where man, pressed by poverty, sees in woman only the partner of toils and cares, and cannot hope, scarcely has an idea of, a comfortable home, he often maltreats her, and is less influenced by her. In all ranks, those who are gentle and uncomplaining, too candid to intrigue, too delicate to encroach, suffer much. They suffer long, and are kind; verily, they have their reward. But wherever man is suf- ficiently raised above extreme poverty or brutal stupidity, to care for the comforts of the fii'e-side, or the bloom and ' ornament of life, woman has always power enough, if she choose to exert it, and is usually disposed to do so, in pro- portion to her ignorance and childish vanity. Unacquainted with the importance of life and its purposes, trained to a selfish coquetry and love of petty power, she does not look beyond the pleasure of making herself felt at the moment, and governments are shaken and commerce broken up to gratify the pique of a female favourite. The English shop- keeper's wife does not vote, but it is for her interest that the politician canvasses by the coarsest flattery. France suffers no woman on her throne, but her proud nobles kiss the dust at the feet of Pompadour and Dubarry; for such flare in the lighted foro-ground, where a Roland would modestly aid in the closet. Spam (that same Spain which sang Ximena and the Lady Teresa) shuts up her women in NINETKENTH CENTURY. 55 the care of duennas, and allows them no book but the bre- viary, but the ruin follows only the more surely fi'om the worthless favourite of a worthless queen. Relying on mean precautions, men indeed cry peace, peace, where there is no peace. It is not the transient breath of poetic incense that women want; each can receive that from a lover. It is not life-long sway; it needs but to become a coquette, a shrew, or a good cook, to be sm-e of that. It is not money, nor notoriety, nor the badges of authority that men have appropriated to themselves. If demands, made in their behalf, lay stress on any of these particulars, those who make them have not searched deeply into the need. It is for that which at once includes these and precludes them; which would not be for- bidden power, lest there be temptation to steal and misuse it; which would not have the mind perverted by flattery from a worthiness of esteem. It is for that which is the birthright of every being capable to receive it — the fi-eedom, the religious, the intelligent freedom of the universe, to use its means ; to learn its secret as fai- as nature has enabled them, with God alone for their guide and their judge. • Ye cannot believe it, men; but the only reason Avhy women ever assume what is more appropriate to you, is because you prevent them from finding out what is fit for themselves. Were they free, were they wise fully to de- velop the strength and beauty of woman, they would never wish to be men, or man-like. The well-instructed moon flies not fi-om her orbit to sieze on the glories of her paitner. Koi for she knows that one law rules, one heaven contairus, OD WJ3IAX IN THE one universe replies to them alike. It is with women as with the slave — " Vor clem Sldaven, wcnn cr die Kette briclit, Vor dem frein IMenschen erzittert nicht." Tremble not before the free man, but before the slave who has chains to break. In slavery, ackuowledgecl slavery, women are on a par with men. Each is a work-tool, an article of property, no more ! In perfect freedom, such as is painted in Olympus, iu Sv^redenborg's angelic state, in the heaven where there is no marrying nor giving in marriage, each is a purified in- telligence, an enfranchised soul — no less ! Jeiie himmlische Gestalten Sie fragen nicht nach ilann und Weib, Und keine kleider, keine Falten ■ TJmgeben den verldarten Leib, The child who sang this was a prophetic form, expres- sive of the longing for a state of perfect fi-eedom, pm-e love. She could not remain here, but was transplanted to another air. And it may be that the air of this earth will never be so tempered that such can bear it long. But, while they stay, they must bear testimony to the truth they are con- stituted to demand. That an era approaches which shall approximate nearer to such a temper than any has yet done, there are many tokens, indeed so many, that only a few of the most promi- nent can here be enumerated. The reigns of Elizabeth of England and Isabella of Cas- tils foreboded this era. They expressed the beginning of the new state, while they forwarded its progi'ess. These NINETEENTn CENTURY. 0/ were strong characters and in harmony with the wants of their time. One showed that this strength did not unfit a woman for the duties of a Avife and a mother, the other that it could enable her to live and die alone, a wide, energetic life, a courageous death. Elizabeth is certainly no pleasing example. In rising above the weakness, she did not lay aside the weaknesses ascribed to her sex; but her strength must be respected now, as it was in her own time. Elizabeth and Mary Stuart seem types, moulded by the spirit of the time, and placed upon an elevated platform to show to the coming ages, woman such as the conduct and wishes of man in general is likely to make her, lovely even to allm-ement, quick in apprehension and weak in judgment, with grace and dignity of sentiment, but no principle; cre- dulous and indiscreet, yet artful; capable of sudden great- ness or of crime, but not of a steadfast wisdom, or self-re- straining virtue; and woman half-emancipated and jealous of her freedom, such as she has figured before and since in many a combative attitude ; mannish, not equally manly, strong and prudent more than great or wise; able to con- trol vanity, and the wish to rule through coquetry and pas- sion, but not to resign these dear deceits, from the very foundation as unworthy a being capable of truth and noble- ness. Elizabeth, taught by adversity, put on her virtues as armour, more than produced them in a natural order from her soul. The time and her position called on her to act the wise sovereign, and she was proud that she could do so, but her tastes and inclinations would have led her to act the weak woman. She was without magnanimity of any kind. We may accept as an omen for ourselves, that it wios 58 WOMAN IN THE Isabella who furnished Columbus with the means of coming hither. This land must pay back its debt to woman, with- out whose aid it would not have been brought into alliance with the civilized world. A graceful and meaning figure is that introduced to us by Ml-. Prescot, in the Conquest of Mexico, in the Indian girl Marina, who accompanied Cortes, and was his inter- preter in all the various difficulties of his career. She stood at his side, on the walls of the besieged palace, to plead with her enraged countrymen. By her name he was known in New Spain, and, after the conquest, her gentle interces- sion was often of avail to the conquered. The poem of the Future may be read in some featm-es of the story of « Malmche." The influence of Elizabeth on literature was real, though, by sympathy with its finer productions, she was no more entitled to give name to an era than Queen Anne. It was simply that the fact of having a female sovereign on the throne affected the course of a writer's thoughts. In this sense, the presence of a woman on the throne always makes its mark. Life is lived before the eyes of men, by which their imaginations are stimulated as to the possibilities of woman. " We will die for our King, Maria Theresa," cry the wild warriors, clashing their swords, and the sounds vi- brate through the poems of that generation. The range of female character in Spenser alone might content us for one period. Britomart and Belphoebe have as much room on the canvass as Florimcl; and where this is the case, the haughtiest amazon will not murmur that Una should be felt to be the fairest type. KINETEENTH CENTUKY. 59 Unlike as was the Euglisli Queen to a fairy queen, we may yet conceive that it was the image of a queen before the poet's mind, that called up this splendid court of women. Shakspeare's range is also great; but he has left out the he- roic characters, such as the Macaria of Greece, the Brito- mart of Spenser. Ford and Massinger have, in this respect, soared to a higher flight of feeling than he. It Avas the holy and heroic woman they most loved, and if they could not paint an Imogen, a Desdemona, a Eosalind, yet, in those of a stronger mould, they showed a higher ideal, though with so much less poetic power to embody it, than we see in Portia or Isabella. The simple truth of Cordelia, indeed, is of this sort. The beauty of Cordelia is neither male nor female; it is the beauty of virtue. The isjeal of love and marriage rose high in the mind of all the Christian nations who were capable of grave and deep feeling. We may take as examples of its English aspect, the lines — " I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more." Or the address of the Commonwealth's man to his wife, as she looked out from the Tower window to see him for the last time, on his way to the scaflfold. He stood up in the cart, Avaved his hat, and cried, " To Heaven, my love, to Heaven, and leave you in the storm ! " Such was the love of faith and honour, a love which stopped, like Colonel Hutchinson's, " on this side idolatry ** 60 WOMAN m THE because it was religious. The meeting of two such soals Donne describes as giving birth to an " abler soul." Lord Herbert wrote to his love — " Were not our souls immortal made, Our equal loves can make them such." In the " Bi'oken Heart" of Ford, Penthea, a character which engages my admiration even more deeply than the famous one of Calanthe, is made to present to the mind the most beautiful picture of what these relations should be in their purity. Her life cannot sustain the violation of what she so clearly felt. Shakespeare, too, saw 'that, in true love as in fire, the utmost ardour is coincident with the utmost purity. It is a true lover that exclaims, in the agony of Othello — *' If thou art false, O then Heaven mocks itself." The son, framed like Hamlet, to appreciate truth in all the beauty of relations, sinks into deep melancholy, when he finds his natural expectations disappointed. He has no mother. She to whom he gave the name, disgraces fi-om his heart's shrine all the sex. " Frailty, thy name is woman." It is because a Hamlet could find cause to say so, that I have put the line, whose stigma has never been removed, at the head of my work. ' But, as a lover, surely a Ham- let would not have so ftir mistook, as to have finished with such a conviction. He would have felt the faith of Othello, KIKETEENTH CENTURY. 61 and that faith could not, in his more dispassionate mind, have been disturbed by calumny. In Spain, this thought is arrayed in a sublimity, which belongs to the sombre and passionate genius of the nation. Calderon's Justina resists all the temptation of the Demon, and raises her lover, with her, above the sweet lures of mere temporal happiness. Their marriage is vowed at the stake; their souls are liberated together by the martyr flame into " a purer state of sensation and existence." In Italy, the great poets wove into their lives an ideal love, which answered to the highest wants. It included those of the intellect and the affections, for it was a love of spirit for spu'it. It was not ascetic, or superhuman, but, interpreting all things, gave their proper beauty to details of the common life, the common day; the poet spoke of his love, not as a flo\ver to place in his bosom, or hold care- lessly in his hand, but as a light towards which he must find wings to fly, or " a stair to heaven." He delighted to speak of her, not only as the bride of his heart, but the mother of his soul; for he saw that, in cases where the right direction had been taken, the greater delicacy of her frame, and stillness of her life left her more open to spiri- tual influx than man is. So he did not look upon her as betwixt him and earth, to serve his temporal needs, but, rather, betwixt him and heaven, to purify his affections and lead him to wisdom though love. He sought, in her, not so much the Eve, as the Madonna. In these minds the thought, which gleams through all the legends of chivalry, shines in broad intellectual effulgence, not to be misinterpreted, and their thought is reverenced by 02 WOMAIv IN THE the -n'orld, though it lies so far from the practice of the world as yet, so fur, that it seems as though a gulf of death yawned between. Even with such men, the practice was, often, widely dif- ferent from the mental faith. I say mental, for if the heart were thoroughly alive with it, the practice could not be dissonant. Lord Herbert's was a marriage of convention, made for him at fifteen; he was not discontented with it, but looked only to the advantages it brought of perpetuating his family on the basis of a gi-eat fortune. He paid, in act, what he considered a dutiful attention to the bond; his thoughts travelled elsewhere ; and while forming a high ideal of the companionship of minds in marriage, he seems never to have doubted that its realization must be post- ];)oned te some other state of being. Dante, almost imme- diately after the death of Beatrice, married a lady chosen for him by his friends, and Boccaccio, in describing the miseries that attended, in this case, " The form of an union -where union is none," speaks as if these were inevitable to the connexion, and the scholar and poet, especially, could expect nothing but misery and obstruction in a domestic partnership with woman. Centuries have passed since, but civilized Em-ope is still in a transition state about marriage; not only in practice, but in thought. It is idle to speak with contempt of the nations where polygamy is an institution, or seraglios a custom, Avlicn practices far more debasing haunt, well nigh fill, every ciry and every town. And so fai* as miion of NINETEENTH CENTURY. bo one with one is believed to be the only pure form of mar- riage, a great majority of societies and individuals are still doubtful whether the earthly bond must be a meeting of souls, or only supposes a contract of convenience and utility. Were woman established in the rights of an immortal being, this could not be. She would not, in some countries, be given away by her father, with scarcely more respect for her feelings than is shown by the Indian chief, who sells his daughter for a horse, and beats her if she runs away from her new home. Nor, in societies where her choice is left free, would she be perverted, by the current of opinion that seizes her, into the belief that she must marry, if it be only to find a protector, and a home of her own. Neither would man, if he thought the connexion of per- manent importance, form it so lightly. He would not deem it a trifle, that he was to enter into the closest re- lations with another soul, which, if not eternal in them- selves, must eternally affect his growth. Neither, did he believe v/oman capable of friendship,* would he, by rash haste, lose the chance of finding a friend in the person who might, probably, live half a century by his side. Did love, to his mind, stretch forth in to infinity, he would not miss his chance of its revelations, that he might, the sooner, rest from his Avcariness by a bright fireside, and secure a sweet and graceful attendant "devoted to him alone." Were he a step higher, he would not carelessly enter into a relation Avhere he might not be able to do the * See Appendix D, Spinoza's view. 64 WOiUN IN THE duty of a fi-iend, as well as a protector from external ill, to the other party, and have a bemg in his power pining for sympathy, intelligence and aid, that he could not give. "What deep communion, what real intercourse, is implied by the sharing the joys and cares of parentage, when any degree of equality is admitted between the parties ! It is true that, ia a majority of instances, the man looks upon his wife as an adopted child, and places her to the other children i»^ the relation of nurse or governess, rather than of parent. Her influence with them is sure, but she misses the education which should enlighten that influence, by being thus treated. It is the order of nature that children should complete the education, moral and mental, of parents, by making them think what is needed for the best culture of human beings, and conquer all fliults and impulses that interfere with their giving this to these dear objects, who represent the world to them. Father and mother should assist one another to learn what is required for this sublime priesthood of nature. But, for this, a religious recognition of equality is required. Where this thought of equality begins to diflfuse itself, it is shown in four ways. The household partnership. In our country, the woman looks for a "smart but kind" husband ; the man for a "ca- pable, sweet-tempered" wife. The man furnishes the house ; the woman regulates it, Their relation is one of mutual esteem, mutual dependence. Their talk is of business, their aflfection shoAvs itself by practical kindness. They know that life goes more smoothly and cheerfully to each for chc other's aid ; they NTNETEENTH CENTURY. 65 are gral-cfiil aud couteut. The "wife praises lier husband as a "good provider;" the husband, in return, compliments lier as a " capital housekeeper." This relation is good, as far as it goes. Next comes a closer tie, which takes the two forms, cither of mutual idolatry, or of intellectual companionship. The first, we suppose, is to no one a pleasing subject of contemplation. The parties weaken and narrow one an- other ; they lock the gate against all the glories of the universe, that they may live in a cell together. To them- selves they seem the only wise, to all others steeped in in- fotuation ; the gods smile as they look forward to the crisis of cure ; to men, the woman seems an unlovely syren ; to women, the man an effeminate boy. The other form, of intellectual companionship, has become more and more frequent. Men engaged in public life, lite- rary men, and artists, have often found in their wives com- panions and confidants in thought no less than in feeling. And as the intellectual development of woman has spread wider and risen higher, they have, not unfrequently, shared the same employment. As in the case of Roland and his Avife, who Avere friends in the household and in the nation's councils, read, regulated home afiliirs, or prepared public documents together, indifferently. It is very pleasant, in letters begun by Roland, and finished by his Avife, to see the harmony of mind, and the difference of nature ; one thought, but various ways of treating it. This is one of the best instances of a marriage of friend- ship. It was only friendship, whose basis was esteem ; probably neither party knew love, except by name. 66 WOMAN m THE Roland was a good man, Avorthy to eateem, and be es- teemed ; his wife as deserving of admii-ation, as able to do without it. Madame Roland is the fairest specimen we have yet of her class ; as clear to discern her aim, as valiant to pursue it, as Spenser's Britomart ; austerely set apart from all that did not belong to her, whether as woman or as mind. She is an antetype of a class to which the coming time will afford a field, the Spartan matron, brought by the culture of the age of Books to intellectual conscious- ness and expansion. Self-sufficingness, strength, and clear-sightedness, were in her combined, with a power of deep and calm affection. She, too, would have given a son or husband the device for his shield, " Return with it or upon it ;" and this, not be- cause she loved little, but much. The page of her life is one of unsullied dignity. Her appeal to posterity is one against the injustice of those who committed such crimes in the name of Liberty. She makes it in behalf of herself and her liusband. I would put beside it, on the shelf, a little volume, containing a similar appeal from the verdict of contemporaries to that of mankind made by Godwin, in behalf of his wife, the ce- lebrated, the, by most men, detested, Mary Wolstonecraft. In his view, it was an appeal from the injustice of those Avho did such wrong in the name of virtue. AN'^cre this little book interesting for no other cause, it would be so for the generous affection evinced under the jjcculiar circumstances. This man liad courage to love and lionour this woman in the face of the world's sentence, and of all tliat Avr.tf repul'-ivo in her OAvn past history. He be- NINETEENTH CENTURY. 67 llevcd he saw of what soul she was, and that the impulses she had struggled to act out were noble, though the oi^inions to which they had led might not be thoroughly weighed. He loved her, and he defended her for the meaning and tendency of her inner life. It was a good fact. Mary Wolstonecraft, like Mademe Dudevant (commonly known as George Sand), in our day, was a woman whose existence better proved the need of some new interpre- tation of woman's rights, than anything she wrote. Such beings as these, rich in genius, of most tender sytnpathies, capable of high vu-tue and a chastened harmony, ought not to find themselves, by birth,, in a place so narrow, that, in breaking bounds, they become outlaws. Were there as much room in the world for such, as in Spenser's poem for Britomart, they would not run their heads so wildly against the walls, but prize then- shelter rather. They find their way, at last, to light and air, but the world will not take off" the brand it has set upon them. The cham- pion of the Rights of Woman found, in Godwin, one who would plead that cause like a brother. He who deline- ated with such purity of traits the form of woman in the Marguerite, of wdiom the weak St. Leon could never learn to be worthy — a pearl indeed whose price was above rubies — 'was not false in life to the faith by which he had hallowed his romance. He acted as he -^vrote, like a bro- ther. This form of appeal rarely fails to touch the basest man. " Are you acting towards other women in the way you would have men act towards your sister ?" George Sand smokes, wears male attire, wishes to be addressed as *'Mon frere ;" — perhaps-, if she found those who were as 68 WOMAN IN THE brothers, indeed, she would not care whether she were brother or sister * * Since ^vritmg the above, I have read with great satisfaction, the following sonnets addressed to George Sand by a woman who has precisely the qualities that the author of Simon and Indiana lacks. It is such a woman, so unblemished in charac- ter, so high in aim, and pure in soul, that should address this other, as noble in natui'e, but clouded by error, and struggling v.ith cirdumstances. It is such women that will do such jus- tice. They are not afraid to look for virtue and reply to aspi- ration, among those who have not ' ' dwelt in decencies for ever." It is a source of pride and happiness to read this address from the heart of Elizabeth Barrett. TO GEORGE SAND. A DESIRE, Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man, Self-caUed George Sand ! whose soul, amid the lious Of thy tumultuous senses, moans defiance, And answers roar for roar, as spirits can : I would some mild miraculous thunder ran Above the applauded circus, in appliance Of thine own nobler nature's strength and science. Drawing two pinions, white as wings of swan. From the strong shoulders, to amaze the place With holier light ! that thou to woman's claim. And man's might join, beside, the angel's grace Of a pure genius sanctified from blame ; Till child and maiden pressed to thine embrace, To kiss upon thy lips a stainless fame. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 69 "We rejoice to see that she, who expresses such a paiuful contempt for men in most of her works, as shows she must have kuo^vn great wrong from them, depicting in " La lloche Mauprat," a man raised by the workings of love from the depths of savage sensualism, to a moral and intellectual life. It was love for a pure object, for a steadfast woman, one of those who, the Italian said, could make the stair to Heaven. This author, beginnmg like the many in assault upon bad institutions, and external ills, yet deepening the experience TO THE SAME. A RECOGNITION. True genius, but true "Woman ! dost deny Thy woman's nature with a manly scorn, And break away the gauds and armlets worn By weaker women in captivity ? I Ah, vain denial ! that revolted cry Is sobbed in by a woman's voice forlorn : — • Thy woman's hair, my sister, all unshorn, Floats back dishevelled strength in agony, Disproving thy man's name, and while before The world tliou burnest in a poet-fire. We see thy woman-heart beat evermore Through i*he large flame. Beat purer, heai-t, and higher, Till God unsex thee on the spirit-shore, To which alone unsexing, piirely aspire. This last sonnet seems to have been written after seeing the picture of Sand, which represents her in a man's dress, but Avith long loose hair, and an eye whose mournful fire is impressive even in ths caricatures. 70 Tv'OlIAN IN THE through comparative freedom, sees at last that the only effi- cient remedy must come from individual character. These bad institutions, indeed, it may always be replied, prevent good individuals from forming character, therefore we must remove them. Agreed, yet keep steadily the higher aim in view. Could you clear away all the bad forms of society, it is vain, unless the individual begin to be ready for better. There must be a parallel movement in these two branches of life. And all the rules left by Moses availed less to fm-ther the best life than the living example of one Messiah. Still, still the mind of the age struggles confusedly with these problems, better discerning as yet the iU it can no longer bear, than the good by which it may supersede it. "But women, like Sand, will speak now, and cannot be silenced ; their characters and their eloquence alike fore- tel an era when such as they shall easier learn to lead true lives. But though such forebode, not such shall be the parents of it.* Those who would reform the world must show that they do not speak in the heat of wild im- pulse ; their lives must be unstained by passionate error ; they must be severe lawgivers to themselves. They must be religious students of the divine purpose with regard to man, if they would not confound the fancies of a day with the requisitons of eternal good. Their liberty must be the liberty of law and knowledge. But, as to the transgressions against custom which have caused such outcry against those of noble intention, it may be observed, that the resolve of Eloisa to be only the mistress of Abelard was that of one ♦ Appendix, E. NINETEENTH CEN'lURY. 71 who saw in practice around her the contract of marriage made the seal of degradation. Shelley feared not to be fettered, unless so to be was to be false. \Yherever abuses are seen, the timid will suffer; the bold will protest. But iociety has a right to outlaw them till she has revised her law ; and this she must be taught to do, by one who speaks with authority, nor in auger or haste. If Godwin's choice of the calumniated authoress of the " Rights of Woman," for his honoured wife, be a sign of a new era, no less so is an article to which I have alluded to some pages back, published five or six years ago in one of the English Reviews, where the writer, in doing full justicco to Eloisa, shows his bitter regret that she lives not now to love him, who might have known better how to prize her love than did the egotistical Abelard. These marriages, these characters, with all their imper- fections, express their onward tendency. They speak of aspiration of souls, of energy of mind, seekiug clearness and fi'eedom. Of a like promise are the tracts lately published by Godv/yn Barmby (the European Pariah, as he calls him- self), and his wife Catharine. Whatever we may think of their measures, we see them in wedlock ; the two minds are wed by the only contract that can permanently avail, of a common faith and a common purpose. We might mention instances, nearer home, of minds, partners in work and in life, sharing together, on equal terms, public and private interests, and which wear not, on any side, the aspect of offence shown by those last named : persons who steer straight onward, yet, in our comparatively free life, have not been obliged to nm then- heads against 72 WOJIAN IN THE any wall. But the principles which guide them might, un- der petrified and oppressive institutions, have made them warlike, paradoxical, and in some sense, Pariahs. The phenomena are different, the law is the same, in all these cases. Men and women have been obliged to build up their house anew from the very foundation. If they found stone ready in the quarry, they took it peaceably, other- wise they alarmed the country by pulling down old towers to get materials. These are all instances of marriage as intellectual com- panionship. The parties meet mind to mind, and a mu- tual trust is produced, which can buckler them against a million. They Avork together for a common purpose, and, in all these instances, with the same implement, the pen. The pen and the writing-desk furnish forth as naturally the retirement of woman as of man. A pleasing expression, in this kind, is afforded by the union in the names of the Howitts. William and Mary Ilowitt we heard named together for years, supposing them to be brother aiid sister ; the equality of labours and reputation, even so, Avas auspicious ; more so, now we find them man and wife. In his late works on Germany, Howitt mentions his wife, with pride, as one among the constellation of distinguished English-women, and in a graceful simple manner. Our [jlcasurc, indeed, in this picture, is marred by the vulgar apparition which has of late disjjlaced the image, which Ave had from her writings cherished, of a pure and gentle Quaker poetess. The surprise was painful as that of the little sentimentalist iu the talc of " L'Amie Incon- NINETEENTH CENTURT. ^ 73 nue," when she found her correspondent, the poetess, the " adored Ai-aminta," scolding her servants in Welsh, and eating toasted cheese and garlic. Still, we cannot forget what we have thought of the partnership in literature and affection between the HoAvitts, the congenial pursuits and productions, the pedestrian tours, where the married pair showed that marriage, on a wide enough basis, docs not destroy the " inexhaustible" entertainment which lovers find in one another's company. In naming these instances, I do not mean to imply that community of employment is essential to union of husband and wife, more than to the union of friends. Harmony exists in difference, no less than in likeness, if only the same key-note govern both parts. Woman the poem, man the poet ! Woman the heart, man the head ! Such divi- sions are only important when they never to be transcended. If nature is never bound down, nor the voice of inspi- ration stifled, that is enough. We are pleased that wo- men should write and speak, if they feel the need of it, from having something to tell ; but silence of ages would be no misfortune, if that silence be from divine command, and not from man's tradition. While Goetz Von Berlichingen rides to battle, his wife is busy in the kitchen ; but difference of occupation does not prevent that community of inward life, that perfect esteem, with which he says — *' ^\'hom God loves, to him gives he such a Tvife." Manzoni thus dedicates his " Adelchi." " To his beloved and venerated wife, Enrichetta Luigia 74 WOMAX IN THE Bloiidel, wlio, ^vith conjugal affection and maternal wis- dom, has preserved a virgin mind, the author dedicates this "xVdclchi," grieving that he could not, by a raor« splendid and more durable monument, honour the deai name, and the memory of so many virtues." The relation could not be fairer, or more equal, if she too, had -written poems. Yet the position of the partier might have been the reverse as well ; the woman might have sung the deeds, given voice to the life of the man, and beauty would have been the result, as we see in pic- tures of Arcadia, the nymph, singing to the shepherds, or the shepherd, with his pips, alluring the nymphs; eithet makes a good picture. The sounding lyre requires, not muscular strength, but energy of soul to animate the hand which would control it. Nature seems to delight in vary- ing the arrangements, as if to show that she will be fettered by no rule, and we must admit the same varieties that she admits. The fourth and highest grade of marriage union is the religious, which may. be expressed as pilgrimage towards a common shrine. This includes the others; home sympa- thies and household wisdom, for these pilgrims must know how to assist each other along the dusty way; intellectual communion, for how sad it would be on such a journey to have a companion to whom you could not communicate thoughts and aspu-ations as they sprang to life; who would have no feeling for the prospects that open, more and more glorious as we advance; who would never see the flowers that may be gathered by the most industrious traveller. It must include all these. Such a fellow-pilgrim Count Zin- NINETEENTH CENTURY. 75 zendorf seems to have found in his Countess, of whom he thus writes: — " Twenty-five years' experience has shown me that just the help-mate whom I have, is the only one that could suit my vocation. Who else could have so carried through my family affairs? "Who lived so spotlessly before the world? "Who so wisely aided me in my rejection of a dry morality r Who so deeply discerned as to the spii-its of delusion, which sought to bewilder us ? Who would have governed my whole economy so wisely, richly, and hospitably, when cir- cumstances commanded? Who have taken indifferently the part of servant or mistress, without, on the one side, affecting an especial spirituality; on the other, being sullied by any worldly pride ? Who, in a community where all ranks are eager to be on a level, would, from wise and real causes, have known how to obtain inward and outward dis- tinctions? "Who, without a murmur, have seen her hus- band encounter such dangers by land and sea? Who un- dertaken with him, and sustained, such astonishing pilgri- mages? Who, amid such difficulties, always held up her head and supported me? Who found such vast sums of money, and acquitted them on her own credit? And, finally, who, of all human beings, could so well understand and in- terpret to others my inner and outer being as this one. of such nobleness in her way of thinking, such great intellec- tual capacity, and free from the theological perplexities that enveloped me?" Let any one peruse, with all their power, the lineaments of this portrait, and see if the husband had not reason, with this air of solemn rapture and conviction, to challenge 76 WOSL^N IN THE comparison? We are reminded of the majestic cadence of the line whose feet step in the just proportions of Hu- manity — "Daughter of God and Man, accomplished Eve !" An observer * adds this testimonj : — " We may, in many marriages, regard it as the best ai'- rangement, if the man has so much advantage over his wife, that she can, without much thought of lier own, be, by him, led and du-ected as by a father. But it was not so with the Count and his consort. She was not made to be a copy; she was an original; and, while she loved and honoured him, she thought for herself, on all subjects, with so much intelligence, that he could and did look on her as sister and friend also." Compare with this refined specimen of a religiously civi- lized life, the following imperfect sketch of a North Ame- rican Indian, and we shall see that the same causes will always produce the same results. The Flying Pigeon (Ratchewaine) was the wife of a barbarous chief, who had six others, but she was his only true wife, because the only one of a strong and pure character, and, having this, in- spired a veneration, as like as the mind of the man per- mitted, to that inspired by the Countess Ziuzendorf. She died when her son was only four years oldj yet left on his mind a feeling of reverent love worthy the thought of Chris- tian chivalry. Grown to manhood, he shed tears on seeing her portrait. / * Spangcnbcrg. NINETEENTH CENTURT. 77 THE FLYING PIGEON. " Ratchewalne was chaste, mild, geutle in her disposition, kind, generous, and devoted to her husband. A harsh word was never known to proceed from her mouth; nor was she ever known to be in a passion. Mahaskah used to say of her, after her death, that her hand was shut, when those, who did not want, came into her presence ; but when the really poor came in, it was like a strainer full of holes, letting all she held in it pass through. In the exercise of generous feeling she was imiform. It was not indebted for its exercise to whim, or caprice, or partiality. No matter of vihat nation the application for her bounty was, or whe- ther at war or peace with her nation; if he were hungry, she fed him; if naked, she clothed him; and if houseless. she gave him shelter. The continued exercise of this ge- nerous feeling kept her poor. And she has been known to give away her last blanket — all the honey that was in the lodge, the last bladder of bear's oil, and the last piece of dried meat. " She was scrnpulously exact in the observance of all the religious rites which her faith imposed upon her. Her conscience is represented to have been extremely tender. She often feai-ed that her acts were displeasing to the Great Spirit, when she would blacken her face, and retire to some lone place, and fast and pray." To these traits should be added, but for want of room, anecdotes which show the quick decision and vivacity of her mind. Her face was in harmony with this combina- tion. Her brow is as ideal and the eyes and lids as devout and modest as the Italian pictures of the Madonna, while 78 WOIUN m THE the loAver part of the face has the simplicity and childish strength of the Indian race. Her picture presents the finest specimen of Indian beauty vre, have ever seen. Such a woman is the sister and friend of all beings, as the worthy man is their brother and helper. With like pleasure we survey the pau-s wedded on the eve of missionary efforts. They, indeed, are fellow -pil- gi"ims on a well-made road, and whether or no they ac- complish all they hope for the sad Hindoo, or the neai-er savage, -vve feel that in the burning waste, their love is like to be a healing dew ; in the forlorn jumglc, a tent of solace to one another. They meet, as childi-en of one Fa- ther, to read together one book of instruction. "We must insert in this connexion the most beautiful picture presented by ancient literature of wedded love under this noble form. It is from the romance in which Xenophon, the chival- rous Greek, presents his ideal of what human nature should be. The generals of Cyrus had taken captive a princess, a woman of unequalled beauty, and hastened to present her to the jirince as the part of the spoil he would think most worthy of his acceptance. Cyrus visits the lady, and is filled with immediate ad- miration by the modesty and majesty with which she re- ceived him. TIo finds her name is Panthea, and that she is the Avife of Abradatus, a young king, whom she entirely loves. He protects her as a sister, in his camp, till he caa restore her to her husband. After tlie first transports of joy at the re-union, the NINETEENTH CENTURY. 79 heart of Panthea is bent ou showing her love and grati- tude to her magnanimous and delicate protector. And as she lias nothing so precious to give as the aid of Abrada- tus, that is what she most wishes to oiler. Her husband is of one soid with her in this, as in all things. The description of her grief and self-destruction, after the death which ensued upon this devotion, I have seen quoted, but never that of their jiarting when she sends liim forth to battle. I shall copy both. If they have been read by any of my readers, they may be so again with profit in this connexion, for never were the heroism of a true woman, and the purity of love, in a true marriage, painted in colours more delicate or more lively. " The chariot of Abradatus, that had four perches and eigV^t horses, was completely adorned for him ; and when he was going to put on his linen corset, which was a sort of armour used by those of his country', Panthea brought him a golden helmet, and arm-pieces, broad bracelets for his wrists, a purple habit that reached down to his feet, and hung in folds at the bottom, and a crest dyed of a violet colour. These things she had made unknown to her husband, and by taking the measixre of his armour. He wondered when he saAT them, and inquired thus of Pan- thea : " And have you made me these arms, Avoman, by destroying your own ornaments ?" " No, by Jove," said Panthea, " not what is the most valuable of them ; for it is you, if you appear to others to be what I think you, that will be my greatest ornament." And, saying that, she put on him the armour ; and, though she endeavours to corceal it, the tears poured down her cheeks. When 80 WO>L\.N IN THE AbradatuSj who was before a man of fine appearance, was set out in those arms, he appeared the most beautiful and noble of all, especially being likewise so by nature. Then, taking the reins from the driver, he was just pre- paring to mount the chariot, when Panthea, after she had desired all that were there to retire, thus said: — " 0, Abradatus! if ever there was a woman who had a greater regard to her husband than to her own soul, I be- lieve you know that I am such an one; what need I there- fore to speak of things in particular? for I reckon that my actions have convinced you more than any words I can now use. And yet, though I stand thus affected towards you, as you know I do, I swear by this friendship of mine and yours, that I certainly wonld rather choose to be put under gi'ound jointly with you, approving yourself a brave man, than to live with you in disgi-ace and shame; so much I do think you and myself worthy of the noblest things. Then I think that we both lie under great obligations to Cyrus, that, when I was a captive, and chosen out for himself, he thought fit to treat me neither as a slave, nor, indeed, as a wom.an of mean account, but he took and kept mc for you, as if I were his brother's wife. Besides, when Ai-aspes, who was my guard, went away from him, I promised him, that if he would allow mo to send for you, you wonld come to him, and approve yourself a much better and more faith- ful fiiend than Araspes." Thus she spoke ; and Abradatus, being struck with admiration at her discourse, laying his hand gently on her head, and lifting up his eyes to heaven, made this prayer : "Do thou, greatest Jove ! grant me to appear a husband NINETEENTH CENTURY. 61 worthy of Pantliea, and a friend worthy of Cyrus, who has done us so much honour." Having said this, he mounted the chariot by the door of the di'iver's seat , and, after he had got up, when the driver shut the door, Panthea, who had now no other way to salute him, kissed the seat of the chariot. The chariot thea moved, and she, uuknown to him, followed, till Abradatus turning about, and seeing her, said : " Take courage, Pan- thea ! Fare you happily and well, and now go your ways." On this her women and servants carried her to her convey- ance, and, laying her down, concealed her by throwing the covering of a teut over her. The people, though Abradatus and his chariot made a noble spectacle, were not able to look at him till Panthea was gone." After the battle — " Cyrus calling to some of his servants, ' Tell me,' s aid he, * has any one seen Abradatus ? for I admire that he now does not appear.' One replied, 'My sovereign, it is because he is not living, but died in the battle as he broke in with his chariot on the Egyptians. All the rest, except his particular companions, they say, turned off when they saw the Egyptians' compact body. His wife is now said to have taken up his dead body, to have placed it in the carriage that she herself was conveyed in, and to have brought it hither to some place on the river Pactolus, and her servants are digging a grave on a certain elevation. They say that his wife, after setting him out with all the ornaments she has, is sitting on the ground with his head on her knees.' Cyrus, hearing this, gave himself a blow on the thigh, mounted his horse at a leap, and taking with 82 WOMAN IN THE him a thousand horse, rode away to this scene of a5:ictlon, but gave orders to Gadatas and Gobryas to take with them all the rich ornaments proper for a friend and an excellent man deceased, and to follow after him ; and whoever had herds of cattle with him, he ordered them to take both oxen, and horses, and sheep in good number, and bring them away to the place where, by inquh'j, they should find him to be, that he might sacrifice these to Abradatus. " As soon as he saw the woman sitting on the ground, and Uie dead body there lying, he shed tears at the afiiict- ing sight, and said : ' Alas ! thou brave and faithful soul, hast thou left us, and art thou gone ? ' At the same time he took him by the right hand, and the hand of the de- ceased came away, for it had been cut off with a sword by the Egyptians. Ho, at the sight of this, became much more concerned than before. The woman shrieked out in a lamentable manner, and, taking the hand from Cyrus, kissed it, fitted it to its proper place again, as well as slu could, and said, ' The rest, Cyrus, is in the same con- dition, but what need you see it ? And 1 know that 1 was not one of the least concerned in these his sufierings, and, perhaps, you were not less so, for I, fool that I was ! frequently exhorted him to behave in such a manner as to appear a friend to you, worthy of notice ; and I know he never thought of Avhat he himself should suffer, but of what he should do to please you. He is dead, therefore, said she, ' without reproach, and I, who urged him on. sit here alive.' Cyrus, shedding tears for some time in silence, then spoke — ' He has died, woman, the noblest death ; for he has died victorious ! do you adorn Lira NnNETEENTII CENTURY. ' 83 with these things that I furnish you -with.' (Gobryas and Gadatas were then come up, and had brought rich or- naments in great abundance with them.) ' Then,' said he, ' be assured that he shall not want respect and honour in all other things : but, over and above, multitudes shall con- cur in raising him a monument that shall be worthy of us, and all the sacrifices shall be made him that are proper to be made in honour of a brave man. You shall not be left destitute, but, for the sake of your modesty and every other virtue, I will pay you all other honours, as well as place those about you who will conduct you wherever you please. Do you but make it known to me wliere it is that you desire to be conveyed to.' And pp.nthea replied, ' Be confident, Cyrus,' said she, ' I will not conceal from you to whom it is that I desire to go.' " He, having said this, went away, with great pity for her that she should have lost such a husband, and for the man that he should have left such a wife behind him, never to see her more. Panthea then gave orders for her ser- vants to retu-c, ' Till such time,' said she, ' as I shall have lamentcil my husband, as I please.' Her nurse she bid to stay, and gave orders that, when she was dead, she would wrap her and her husband up in one mantle together. The nurse, after having repeatedly begged her not to do this, and meeting with no success, but observing her to gi'ow angry, sat herself down, breaking out into tears. She, being before-hand provided with a sword, killed herself, and, laying her head down on her husband's breast, she died. The nurse set up a lamentable cry, and covered them both as Panthea had directed. 84 • WOilAN IN THE " Cyrus, as soon as he Avas iuformed of -what the wo- man had done, being struck with it, went to help her if he could. The servants, three in number, seeing what had been done, drew their swords and killed themselves, as they stood at the place where she had ordered them. And the monument is noAv said to have been raised by continu- ing the mount on to the servants; and on a pillar above, they say, the names of the man and woman M'ere written in Syriac letters. '•' Below were three pillars, and they were inscribed thus, " Of the servants." Cyi'us, when he came to this melancholy scene, was struck with admiration of the wo- man, and, having lamented over her, went away. He took cai'e, as was proper, that all the funeral rites should be paid them in the noblest manner, and the monument, they say, was raised up to a very great size." These be the ancients, who," so many assert, had no idea of the dignity of woman, or of marriage. Such love Xenophon could paint as subsisting between those who after death " would see one another never more." Thou- sands of years have passed since, and with the reception of the cross, the nations assume the belief that those who part thus, may meet again and for ever, if spiritually fitted to one another, as Abradatus and Panthea were, and yet do we see such marriages among them ? If at all, how often ? I must quote two more short passages from Xenophon' for he is a -writer who pleases me well. Cyrus receiving the Armenians, whom he had con- quered : — NINETEENTH CENTURY. 85 " Tigranes," said he, " at what rate would you pur- chase the regaining of your wife ?" Now Tigranes hap- pened to be but lately maiTied, and had a very great love for his wife" (that clause, perhaps, sounds modern)- " Cyrus," said he, " I would ransom her at the expense of my life." " Take then your own to yourself," said he. * * * When they came home, one talked of Cyrus' wisdom, another of his patience and resolution, another of his mild- ue&s. One spoke of his beauty and the smallness of his person, and, on that, Tigranes asked his wife, " And do you, Armenian dame, think Cyrus handsome ? " " Truly," said she, " I did not look at him." " At whom, then, did you look ?" said Tigranes. "At him Avho said that, to save me from servitude, he would ransom me at the ex- pense of his own life." From the Banquet. — Socrates, who observed her with pleasure, said, " This young girl has confirmed me in the opinion I have had, for a long time, that the female sex are nothing inferior to ours, excepting only in strength of body, or, perhaps, in steadiness of judgment." In the Economics, the manner in which the husband gives counsel to his young wife, presents the model of politeness and refinement. Xenophon is thoroughly the gentleman, gentle in breeding and in soul. All the men he describes are so, while the shades of manner are dis- tinctly mai'ked. There is the serene dignity of Socrates, with gleams of playfulness thi-own across its cool religious 86 WOMAN IN THE shades, the princely mildness of Cyrus, and the more do- niestic elegance of the husband in the Economics. There is no way that men sin more against refinement, as well as discretion, than in their conduct towards their wives. Let them look at the men of Xenophon. Such would know how to give counsel, for they would know how to receive it. They would feel that the most intimate relations claimed most, not least, of refined courtesy. They would not suppose that confidence justified carelessness, nor the reality of afiection want of delicacy in the expression of it. Such men would be too wise to hide their affairs fi'ora the wife, and then expect her to act as if she knew them. They would know that if she is expected to face calamity with courage, she must be instructed and trusted in prospe- rity, or, if they had failed in wise confidence, such as the husband shows in the Economics, they would be ashamed of anger or querulous surprise at the results that naturally follow. Such men would not be exposed to the bad influence of bad wives, for all wives, bad or good, loved or unloved, in- evitably influence their husbands, from the power their position not merely gives, but necessitates, of colouring evi- dence and infusing feelings in hours when the patient, shall I call him? is ofi'his guard. Those who understand the wife's mind and think it worth while to respect her springs of ac- tion, know better where they are. But to the bad or thought- less man who lives carelessly and irreverently so near another mind, the wrong he does daily back upon himself recoils. A Cyrus, an Abradatus knows where he stands. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 87 But to return to the thread of my subject. Another sign of the times is furnished by the triumphs of female authorship. These have been great and constantly increasing. Women have taken possession of so many pro- vinces for which men had pronounced them unfit, that though these still declare there are some Inaccessible to them, it is difficult to say just where they must stop. The shining names of famous women have cast light upon the path of the sex, and many obstructions have been re- moved. When a Montague could learn better than her brother, and use her lore afterward to such purpose, as an observer, it seemed amiss to hinder woman from preparing themselves to see, or from seeing all they could, when pre- pared. Since Somerville has achieved so much, will any young gu-1 be prevented from seeking a knowledge of the physical sciences, if she wishes it ? De Stael's name was not so clear of offence ; she could not forget the woman in the thought ; while she was instructing you as a mind, she wished to be admired as a woman ; sentimental tears often tlimmed the eagle glance. Her intellect too, with all its splendour, trained in a drawing-room, fed on fluttery, was tainted and flawed; yet its beams make the obscm-est school-house in New England warmer and lighter to the little ragged gu-ls, who are gathered together on its wooden bench. They may never through life hear her name, but she is not the less then- benefactress. The influence has been such, that the aim certainly is, now, in arranging school instruction for girls, to give them as fair a field as boys. As yet, indeed, these arrangements' are made with little judgment or reflection ; just as the 88 WOMAN IN THE tutors of Lady Jane Grey, and other distinguished women of her time, taught them Latin and Greek, because they knew nothing else themselves, so now the improvement in the education of gu-ls is to be made by giving them young men as teachers, who only teach what has been taught themselves at college, while methods and topics need revi- sion for these new subjects, which could better be made by those who had experienced the same wants. Women are, often, at the head of these institutions, but they have, as yet, seldom been thinking women, capable to organize a new whole for the wants of the time, and choose persons to officiate in the departments. And when some portion of instruction is got of a good sort from the school, the far greater proportion which is infused fi-om the general atmo- sphere of society contradicts its purport. Yet books and a little elementary instruction are not furnished in vain. Women are better aware how great and rich the imivers: is, not so easily blinded by narrowness or partial views of a home circle. " Her mother did so before her," is no longer a sufficient excuse. Indeed, it was never received as an excuse to mitigate the severity of censure, but was adduced :is a reason, rather, why there should be no effijrt made for reformation. "Whether much or little has been done or will be done, whether women Avill add to the talent of narration, the ))ower of systematizing, whether they will carve marble, as well as draw and paint, is not important. But that it sliould be acknowledged that they have intellect which needs developing, that they should not be considered com- plete, if beings of aflfection and habit alone, is important. NINETEENTH CENTUKY. 89 Yet even this acknowledgment, rather conquered by woman than proffered by man, has been sullied by the usual selfishness. So much is said of women being better edu- cated, that they may become better companions and mo- thers ^or men. They should be fit for such companionship, and we have mentioned, with satisfaction, instances where it has been established. Earth knows no fairei', holier relation than that of a mother. It is one which, rightly understood, must both promote and require the highest attainments. But a being of infinite scope must not be treated with an exclusive view to any one relation. Give the soul free course, let the organization, both of body and mind, be fi-eely developed, and the being will be fit for any and every relation to which it may be called. The intel- lect, no more than the sense of hearing, is to be cultivated merely that she may be a more valuable companion to man, but because the Power who gave a power, by its mere ex- istence, signifies that it must be brought out towards jjer- fection. In this regard of self-dependence, and a greater sim- plicity and fulness of being, we must hail as a preliminary the increase of the class contemjjtuously designated as old maids. We cannot wonder at the aversion with which old bache- lors and old maids have been regarded. Marriage is the natural means of forming a sphere, of taking root on the earth; it requires more strength to do this without such an opening ; very many have failed, and their imperfections have been in every one's way. They have been more par- tial, more harsh, more ofiicious and impertinent than those 90 WOMAN IN THE compelled by severer friction to render tliemselves endur- able. Those, who have a more full experience of the in- stincts, have a distrust, as to whether they can be thoroughly human an 1 humane, such :is is hinted in the saying, " Old maids' and bachelors' children are well cared for," which derides at once then: ignorance and their presumption. Yet the business of society has become so complex, that it could now scarcely be carried on without the presence of these despised auxiliaries ; and detachments fi'om the army of aunts and uncles are wanted to stop gaps in every hedge. They rove about, mental and moral Ishmaelites, pitching their tents amid the fixed and ornamented homes of men. In a striking variety of forms, genius of late, both at home and abroad, has paid its tribute to the character of the Aunt, and the Uncle, recognising in these personages the spiritual parents, who had supplied defects in the treat- ment of the busy or careless actual parents. They also gain a wider, if not so deep an experience. Those who are not intimately and permanently linked with others, are thrown upon theniselves, and, if they do not there find peace and incessant life, there is none to flatter them that they are not very poor and very mean. A position which so constantly admonishes, may be of inestimable benefit. The person may gain, undistracted by other relationships, a closer communion with the one. Such a use is made of it by saints and sybils. Or she may be one of the lay sisters of charity, a Canoness, bound by an inward vow ! Or the useful drudge of all men, the Martha, much sought, little prized ! Or the intellectual NINETEENTH CENTURY. 91 interpreter of 'jhe varied life she sees ; the Urania of a half- formed world's twilight. Or she may combine all these. Not " needing to care that she may please a husband," a frail and limited being, her thoughts may tm"n to the centre, and she may, by steadfast contemplation entering into the secret of truth and love, use it for the use of all men, instead of a chosen few, and interpret thi'ough it all the forms of life. It is possible, perhaps, to be at once a priestly servant, and a loving muse. Saints and geniuses have often chosen a lonely position in the faith that if undisturbed by the pressure of near ties, they would give themselves up to the inspiring spirit, it would enable them to understand and reproduce life better than actual experience could. How many old maids take this high stand, T/e cannot say : it is an unhappy fact, that too many who have come before the eye are gossips rather, and not always good-na- tured gossips. But if these abuse, and none make the best of their vocation, yet it has not failed to produce some good results. It has been seen by others, if not by themselves, that beings, likely to be left alone, need to be fortified and furnished within themselves, and education and thought have tended more and more to regard these beings as related to absolute Being, as well as to other men. It has been seen that, as the breaking of no bond ought to destroy a man, so ought the missing of none to hinder him fi'om growing. And thus a circumstance of the time, which springs rather from its luxury than its purity, has helped to place women on the true platform. 92 "WOMAN IN THE Perhaps the next generation, looking deeper into this matter, will find that contempt is put upon old maids, or old women at all, merely because they do not use the elixir which would keep them always young. Under its influence a gem brightens yearly which is only seen to more advantage through the fissures Time makes in the casket.* No one thinks of Michael Angelo's Persican Sibyl, or St. Theresa, or Tasso's Leonora, or the Greek Electra, as an old maid, more than of Michael Angelo or Canova as old bachelors, though all had reached the period in life's course appointed to take that degree. See a common woman at forty ; scarcely has she the remains of beauty, of any soft poetic grace which gave her attraction as woman, which kindled the hearts of those who looked on her to sparkling thoughts, or diffused round her a roseate air of gentle love. See her, who was, indeed a lovely girl, in the coarse full-blown dahlia flower of what is commonly called matron-beauty, fat, fair, and forty, showily dressed, and with manners as broad and full as her frill or satin cloak. People observe, " how well she is preserved ;" " she is a fine Avoman still." they say. This Avoman, whether as a duchess in diamonds, or one of our city dames in mosaics, charms the poet's heart no more, and would look much out of place kneeling before the Madonna. She " docs well the honours of her house," " loads society," is, in short, alwaj-s spoken and thought of upholstery-wise. * Appendix, F. ninetei:nth centuky. 93 Or see that care-worn face, from which every soft line is blotted, those faded eyes from which lonely tears have driven the flashes of fancy, the mild white beam of a tender enthusiasm. This woman is not so ornamental to a tea party ; yet she would please better, in a picture. Yet surely she, no more than the other, looks as a human being should at the end of forty years ! Have they bound those brows with no garland ? shed in the lamp no drop of ambrosial oil ? Not so looked the Iphigenia in Aulis. Her forty years had seen her in anguish, in sacrifice, in utter loneliness. But those pains were borne for her father and her country ; the sacrifice she had made pure for herself and those around her. Wandering alone at night in the vestal solitude of her imprisoning gi-ove, she has looked up through its " living summits" to the stars, which shed down into her heart their own lofty melody. At forty she would not misbecome the marble. Not so looks the Persica. She is withered, she is faded ; the drapery that enfolds her has, in its dignity, an angu- larity, too, that tells of age, of sorrow, of a stern composure to the must. But her eye, that torch of the soul, is un- tamed, and in the intensity of her reading, we see a soul invincibly young in faith and hope. Her age is her charm, for it is the night of the Past that gives this beacon fire leave to- shine. Wither more and more, black Chrysalid ! thou dost but give the winged beauty time to mature its splendours. Not so looked Victoria Colonna, after her life of a great hope, and of true conjugal fidelity. She had been, not 94 WOMAN IN THE merely a bride, but a wife, and each hour had helped to phime the noble bird. A coronet of pearls will not shame her brow ; it is white and ample, a worthy altai' for love and thought. Even among the North American Indians, a race of men as completely engaged in mere instinctive life as almost any .in the world, and where each chief, keeping many wives as useful servants, of course looks with no kind eye on celibacy in woman, it was excused in the folloAving in- stance mentioned by Mrs. Jameson. A woman dreamt in youth that she was betrothed to the Sun. She built her a wigwam apart, filled it with emblems of her alliance, and means of an independent life. There she passed her days, sustained by her own exertions, and true to her supposed engagement. In any tribe, we believe, a woman, who lived as if she was betrothed to the Sun, would be tolerated, and the rays which made her youth blossom sweetly, would crown her with a halo in age. There is, on this subject, a nobler view than heretofore, if not the noblest, and improvement here must coincide with that in the view taken of marriage. We must have units before we can have union, says one of the ripe thinkers of the times. If larger intellectual resources begin to be deemed need- ful to woman, still more is a spiritual dignity in her, or even the mere assumption of it, looked upon with respect. Joanna Southcote and Mother Aimo Lee are sure of a band of disciples ; Ecstatica, Dolorosa, of curaptm-ed believers, who will visit them in their lowly huts, and wait for days KIXETEENTH CENTURY. 95 to revere them in their trances. The foreign noble tra- verses land and sea to hear a few words from the lips of the lowly peasant girl, whom he believes especially visited by the Most High. Very beautiful, in this way, was the in- fluence of the invalid of St. Petersburg, as described by De Maistre. INIysticism, which may be defined as the brooding soul of the world, cannot fail of its oracular promise as to woman. "The mothers" — "The mother of all things," are expressions of thought which lead the mind towards this side of universal growth. Whenever a mystical whis- per was heard, from Behmen down to St. Simon, sprang up the thought, that, if it be true, as the legend says, that humanity withers through a fault committed by and a curse laid upon woman, through her pure child, or influence, shall the new Adam, the redemption, arise. Innocence is to be replaced by virtue; dependence by a willing submis- sion, in the heart of the Virgin Mother of the new race. The spiritual tendency is towards the elevation of woman, but the intellectual by itself is not so. Plato sometimes seems penetrated by that high idea of love, which considers man and woman as the two-fold expression of one thought. This the angel of Swedetiborg, the angel of the coming age, cannot surpass, but only explain more fully. But then again Plato, the man of intellect, treats woman in the Republic as property? and, in the Timaeus, says that man, if he misuse the privileges of one life, shall be degraded into the form of woman, and then, if he do not redeem himself, into that of a bird. This, as I said above, ex- presses most happily how anti-poetical is this state of mind- 96 WOMAN IN THE For the poet, contemplating the world of things, selects various birds as the symbols of his most gracious and ethereal thoughts, just as he calls upon his genius, as muse, rather than as God. But the intellect, cold, is ever more masculine than feminine ; warmed by emotion, it rushes towards mother earth, and puts on the forms of beauty! The electrical, the magnetic element in woman, has not been fairly brought out at any period. Everything might be expected from it ; she has far more of it than man. This is commonly expressed by saying that her intuitions are more rapid and more correct. You will often see men of high intellect absolutely stupid in regard to the atmo- spheric changes, the fine invisible links which connect the forms of life around them, while common women, if pure and modest, so that a common self do not overshadow the mental eye, will seize and delineate these with unerring discrimination. "Women who combine this organization with creative genius, are very commonly unhappy at present. They see too much to act in conformity with those around them, and their quick impulses seem folly to those who do not discern the motives. This is an usual effect of the apparition of genius, whether in man or woman, but is more frequent with regard to the latter, because a harmony, an obvious order and self-restraining decorum, is most expected from her. Then women of genius, even more than men, are likely to be enslaved by an impassioned sensibility. The world repels them more rudely, and they are of weaker bodily frame, i KTNETEENTII CENTUEY, 97 Those, who seem overladen with electricity, frighten those around them. " When she merely enters the room, I am what the French call herisse" said a man of petty feelings and worldly character, of such a woman, whose depth of eye and powerful motion announced the conductor of the mysterious fluid. / Wo to such a woman who finds herself linked to such a man in bonds too close. It is the crudest of errors. He will detest her with all the bitterness of wounded self-love. He will take the whole prejudice of manhood upon himselfj and to the utmost of his power imprison and torture her by its imperious rigours^ Yet, allow room enough, and the electric fluid will be found to invigorate and embellish, not destroy life. Such women are the great actresses, the songsters. Such traits we read in a late searching, though too French analysis of the character of Mademoiselle Rachel, by a modern La Rochefoucoult. The Greeks thus represent the muses ; they have not the golden serenity of Apollo ; they are ofer-flowed with thought ; there is something tragic in their air. Such are the Sibyls of Guercino; the eye is over-full of expression, dilated, and lustrous ; it seems to have drawn the whole being into it. Sickness is the frequent result of this over-charged exist- ence. To this region, however misunderstood, or inter- preted with presumptuous carelessness, belong the pheno- mena of magnetism, or mesmerism, as it is now often called, where the trance of the Ecstatica purports to be j)roduced by the agency of one human being on another, instead of, as in her case, direct from the spirit. 98 WOMAN IN THE The worldling has his sneer at this as at the services of religion. "The churches can always be filled with women." " Show me a man in one of youi- magnetic states, and I will believe." Women are, indeed, the easy victims both of priestcraft and self-delusion, but this would not be, if the intellect were developed in proportion to the other powers. They would then have a regulator, and be more in equipoise, yet must retain the same nervous susceptibility, while their physical structure is such as it is. It is with just that hope, that we welcome every thing that tends to strengthen the fibre and develop the nature on more sides. When the intellect and affections are in harmony; when intellectual consciousness is calm and deep ; inspu-ation will not be confounded with fancy. Then, " she who advances With rapturous, lyrical glances, Singing the song of the earth, singing Its hymn to the Gods," will not be pitied, as a mad woman, nor shrunk from as uniKitural. The Greeks who saw every thing in forms, which we are trying to ascertain as law, and classify as cause, onbodied all this in the form of Cassandra. Cassandra was only unfortunate in receiving her gift too soon. The remarks, however, that the world still makes in such cases, arc well expressed by the Greek dramatist. In the Trojan Dames, there are fine touches of nature with rogurd to Cassandra. Hecuba shows that mixture of NINETEENTH CENTURY. 99 shame and ia\erence that prosaic kindi'ed always do towards the inspired child, the poet, the elected sufferer for the race. TVlien the herald announces that Cassandra is chosen to be the mistress of Agamemnon, Hecuba answers, with indignation, betraying the pride and faith she involuntarily felt in this daughter — Hec. "■ Tlie maiden of Phoebus, to whom the golden haired Gave as a privilege a virgia life ! Tal. Love of the inspired maiden hath pierced him. flee. Then cast away, my child, the sacred keys, and from thy person The consecrated garlands which thou wearest." Yet, when a moment after, Cassandra appears, singing, wildly, her inspired song, Hecuba calls her, " My frantic chUd." Yet how graceful she is in her tragic raptus, the chorus shows. Chor. "How sweetly at thy house's ills thou smil'st, Chanting what, haply, thou wilt not show true." If Hecuba dares not trust her highest instinct about her daughter, still less can the vulgar fnind of the herald Talthybius, a man not without feeling, but with no princely, no poetic blood, abide the wild prophetic mood which insults all his prejudices. Tal. " The venerable, and that accounted wise, Is nothing better than that of no repute, For the greatest king of all the Greeks, The dear son of Atresus, is possessed with the love Of this mad woman, I, indeed, am poor, Yet, I would not receive her to my bed." 300 WOMAN m THE The rojal Agamemnon could see the beauty of Cassan- dra; HE was not afi-aid of her prophetic gifts. The best topic for a chapter on this subject in the present day, would be the history of the Seeress of Prevorst, the best observed subject of magnetism in our present times, and who, like her ancestress . of Delphos, was roused to ecstacy or phrenzy by the touch of the laurel. I observe in her case, and in one knoAvn to me here, that, what might have been a gradual and gentle dis- closure of remarkable powers, was broken and jarred into disease by an unsuitable marriage. Both these persons were unfortunate in not understanding what was involved in this relation, but acted ignorantly as their friends de- sired. They thought that this was the inevitable destiny of woman. But when engaged in the false position, it Avas impossible for them to endure its dissonances, as those of less delicate perceptions can, and the fine flow of life was clieckcd and sullied. They grew sick, but, c\qu so, learnt and disclosed more than those in health arc wont to do. In such cases, worldlings sneer, but reverent men learn ■\vondrou3 news, either from the person observed, or by thoughts caused in themselves by the observation. Fenelou learns from Guyon, Kerner, from his Seeress, Avhat we fain would know. But to appreciate such disclosures one must be a ciiild, and here the phrase, " women and children" may, perhaps, be interpreted aright, that only little children shall enter into the kingdom of heaven. All these motions of the time, tides that betoken a waxing moon, overflow ujjou our land. The world, at NINETEENTH CENTUP.Y. 101 large, is readier to let woman learu aud manifest the capaci- ties of her nature than it ever was before, aud here is a less encumbered field and freer aii" than anywhere else. And it ouglit to be so ; Ave ought to pay for Isabella's jewels. The names of nations are feminine — religion, virtue, and victory are feminine. To those who have a superstition, as to outward reigns, it is not without significance that tiie name of the queen of our mother-land should at this crisis be Victoria — Victoria the First. Perhaps to us it may be given to disclose the era thus outwardly presaged. Another Isabella, too, at this time ascends the throne. i\Iight she open a new world to her sex ! But, probably, these poor little women are, least of any, educated to serve as examples or inspirers for the rest. The Spanish queen is younger ; we know of her that she sprained her foot the other day, dancing in her private apartments ; ot' Victoria, that she reads aloud, in a distinct voice and agreeable manner, her addresses to parliament on certain solemn days, and, yearly, that she presents to the nation some new prop of royalty. These ladies have, very likely, been trained more completely to the puppet life than any other. The queens, who have been queens indeed, Avere trained by adverse circumstances to know the world around them and their own powers. It is moving, Avhile amusing, to read of the Scottish peasant measuring the print left by the Queen's foot as she walks, aud pridiug himself on its beauty. It is so natural to wish to find what is fair and precious in high places, so astonishing to find the Bourbon a glutton, or the Guelph a dullard or a gossij-. 102 WOMAN IN THE In our own country, women ai'e, in many respects, better situated than men. Good books are allowed, with more time to read them. They are not so early forced into ths bustle of life, nor so weighed down by demands for out- ward success. The perpetual changes, incident to our society, make the blood circulate freely through the body politic, and, if not favom'able at present to the grace and bloom of life, they are so to activity, resource, and would bo to reflection, but for a low materialist tendency, from which the women are generally exempt in themselves, though its existence, among the men, has a tendency to repress their impulses and make them doubt their instincts, thus often paralyzing their action during the best years. But they have time to think, and no traditions chain them, and few conventionalities compared with what must be met in other nations. There is no reason why they should not discover that the secrets of nature are open, th& revelations of the spirit waiting for whoever will seek them. When the mind is once awakened to this consciousness, it will not be restrained by the habits of the past, but fly to seek the seeds of a heavenly future. Then- employments are more favourable to meditation tlaan those of men. / Woman is not addressed religiously here, more than else- where. She is told she should be worthy to be the mother of a Washington, or the companion of some good man. But in many, many instances, she has already learnt that all brides have the same flaAv ; that truth and good are to be sought solely for their own sakes. And, already, an ideal Bweetnoes floats over many forms, shines in many eyes. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 103 Already deep questions are put by young girls on the great theme : What shall I do to enter upon the eternal life ? Men are very courteous to them. They praise them often, check them seldom. There is chivalry in the feeling towards " the ladies," which gives them the best seats in the stage-coach, frequent admission, not only to lectures of all sorts, but to courts of justice, halls of legislature, reform conventions. The newspaper editor " would be better pleased that the Lady's Book should be filled up exclu- sively by ladies. It would then, indeed, be a true gem, worthy to be presented by young men to the mistresses of their affections." Can gallantry go further ? In this country is venerated, wherever seen, the cha- racter which Goethe spoke of an ideal, which he saw actualized in his friend and patroness, the Grand-Duchess Amelia. " The excellent woman is she, who, if the husband dies, can be a father to the children." And this, if read aright, tells a great deal. Women who speak in public, if they have a moral power, such as has been felt from Angelina Grimke and Abby Kelly ; that is, if they speak for conscience' sake, to serve a cause which they hold sacred, invariably subdue the prejudices of then- hearers, and excite an interest pro- portionate to the aversion with which it had been the purpose to regard them. A passage in a private letter so happily illustrates this, that it must be inserted here. Abby Kelly in the Town-House of . ** The scene was not unheroic — to see that woman, troa G 104 -WOMAN IN THE to humanity and her own nature, a centre of rude eyes and tongues, even gentlemen feeling licensed to make part of a species of mob around a female out of her sphere. As she took her seat in the desk amid the great noise, and in the throng, full, like a wave, of something to ensue, I saw her humanity in a gentleness and unpretension, ten- derly open to the sphere around her; and, had she not been supported by the power of the will of genuineness and principle, she would have failed. It led her to prayer, which, in woman especially, is childlike ; sensibility and will going to the side of God and looking up to him ; and humanity was poured out in aspu-ation. " She acted hke a gentle hero, with her mild decision and womanly calmness. All heroism is mild and quiet and gentle, for it is life and possession, and combativeness and firmness show a want of actualness. She is as earnest, fresh, and simple, as when she first entered the crusade. I think she did much good, more than the men in her place could do, for woman feels more as being and reproducing; this brings the subject more into home relations. ^len speak through, and mostly from, intellect, and this ad- dresses itself in others, which creates and is combative." Not easily shall we find elsewhere, or before this time, any written observations on the same subject, so delicate and profound. The late Dr. Channing, whose enlarged and tender and religious nature, shared every onward impulse of his time, though his thoughts followed his wishes with a deliberative caution, which belonged to his habits and temperament, was greatly interested in these expectations for women. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 105 Ilis ovra treatment of them Avas absolutely and thorouglily religious. He regarded them as souls, each of which had a destiny of its own, incalailable to other minds, and Avhose leading it must follow, guided by the light of a private conscience. He had sentiment, delicacy, kindness, taste; but they were all pervaded and ruled by this one thought, that all beings had souls, and must vindicate their own inheritance. Thus all beings were treated by him with an equal, and sweet, though solemn, courtesy. The young and'imknowR, the woman and the child, all felt themselves regarded with an infinite expectation, from which there v/as no reaction to vulgar prejudice. He demanded of all he met, to use his favourite phrase, " great truths." His memory, every way dear and revered, is, by many, especially cherished for this intercourse of unbroken re- spect. At one time, when the progi*ess of Harriet Martineaii through this country, Angelina Grimke's appearance in public, and the visit of Mrs. Jameson, had turned his thoughts to this subject, he expressed high hopes as to what the coming era would bring to woman. He had been much pleased with the dignified courage of Mrs. Jameson in taking up the defence of her sex, in a way from which women usually shrink, because, if they express themselves on such subjects with sufficient force and clearness to do any good, they are exposed to assaults whose vulgai-ity makes them painful. In intercourse with such a woman, he had shared her indignation at the base injustice, in many respects, and in many regions, done to the sex ; and been led to think of it far more than ever before. He 106 WOMAN IN THE seemed to think that he might some time write npon the subject. That his aid is withdrawn from the cause is a subject of great regret, for, on this question, as on others, he would have known how to sura up the evidence and take, in the noblest spu-it, middle gi-ound. He always furnished a platform on which opposing parties could stand, and look at one another under the influence of his mildness and enlightened candour. Two younger thinkers, men both, have uttered noble prophecies, auspicious for woman. Kinmont, all whose thoughts tended towards the establishment of the reign of love and peace, thought that the inevitable means of this would be an increased predominance given to the idea of woman. Had he lived longer, to see the growth of the peace partj, the reforms in life, and medical practice, which seeks to substitute water for wine and drugs, pulse for animal food, he would have been confirmed in his view of the way in which the desired changes are to be effected. In this connexion, I must mention Shelley, who, like all men of genius, shared the feminine development, and, unlike many, knew it. His life was one of the first pulse- beats in the present reform growth. He, too, abhorred blood and heat, and, by his system and his song, tended to reinstate a plant-like gentleness in the development of energy. In harmony with this, his ideas of marriage were lofty, and, of com-se, no less so of woman, her nature, and destiny. For woman, if, by a sympathy as to outward condition she is led to aid the enfiranchisement of the slave, must be no less 80, by inward tendency, to favom- measures which NINETEENTH CENTURY. 107 promise to bring the world more thoroughly and deeply into harmony with her nature. When the lamb takes place of the lion as the emblem of nations, both women and men will be as children of one spu-it, perpetual learners of the word and doers thereof, not hearers only. A writer in the New York Pathfinder, in two articles headed "Femality," has uttered a still more pregnant word than any we have named. He views woman truly from the sonl, and not from society, and the depth and leading of his thoughts are proportion ably remarkable. He views the feminine nature as a harmonizer of the vehement elements, and this has often been hinted elsewhere ; but what he expresses most forcibly is the lyrical, the inspiring, and inspired apprehensiveness of her being. This view being identical with what I have before attempted to indicate, as to her superior susceptibility to magnetic or electric influence, I will now try to express myself more fully. There are two aspects of woman's nature, represented by the ancients as Muse and Minerva. It is the former to which the writer in the Pathfinder looks. It is the latter which Wordsworth has in mind, when he says — " With a placid brow, Which woman ne'er should forfeit, keep thy a'ow." The especial genius of woman I believe to be electrical in movement,, intuitive in function, spiritual in tendency. She excels not so easily in classification, or re-creation, as in an instinctive seizm^e of causes, and a simple breathing out of what she receives that has the singleness of life, rather than the selecting and energizing of art. 108 AVOMAN IN THE More native is it to her to be the living model of the artist than to set apart fi'om herself any one form in objective reality ; more native to inspu-e and receive the poem, than to create it. In so far as soul is in her com- pletely developed, all soul is the same; but as far as it is modified in her as woman, it flows, it breathes, it sings, rather than deposits soil, or finishes work, and that which is especially feminine flushes, in blossom, the face of eai-th, and pervades, like au' and water, all this seeming solid globe, daily renewing and pm-ifying its life. Such may be the especially feminine element, spoken of as Femality. But it is no more the order of nature that it should be in- carnated pure in any fwrn, than that the masculine energy should exist unmingled with it in any form. !Male and female represent the two sides of the great radical dualism. But, in fact, they are perpetually passing into one another. Fluid hardens to solid, solid rushes to fluid. There is no wholly masculine man, no purely femi- nine woman. History jeers at the attempts of physiologists to bind great original laws by the forms which flow fi-om them. They make a rule ; they say from observation, what can and cannot be. In vain ! Nature provides exceptions to every rule. She sends women to battle, and sets Hercules spinning ; she enables women to bear immense burdens, cold, and fi-ost ; she enables the man, who feels maternal love, to nourish his infant like a mother. Of late she plays still gayer pranks. Not only she deprives organizations, but organs, of a necessary end. She enables people to real with the top of the head, and see with the pit of the NINETEENTH CENTURY. 109 stomach. Presently she will make a female Newton, and a male Syren. Man partakes of the feminine in the Apollo, woman of the masculine as Minerva. What I mean by the Muse is the unimpeded clearness of the intuitive powers which a perfectly truthful adherence to every admonition of the higher instincts would bring a finely organized human being. It may appear as prophecy or as poesy. It enabled Cassandra to foresee the results of actions passing round her ; the Secress to behold the true character of the person through the mask of his customary life. (Sometimes she saw a feminine form behind the man, sometimes the reverse.) It enabled the daughter of Linnaaus to see the soul of the flower exhaling from the flower.* It gave a man, but a poet man, the power of which he thus speaks : " Often in ray contemplation of nature, ra- diant intimations, and as it were sheaves of light appear before me, as to the facts of cosmogony in which my mind has, perhaps, taken especial part." He wisely adds, " but it is necessary with earnestness to verify the knowledge we gain by these flashes of light." And none should forget this. Sight must be verified by life before it can deserve the honom-s of piety and genius. Yet sight comes first, and of this sight of the world of causes, this approximation ♦ The daughter of Linnaeus states, that, while looking stead- fastly at the red lily, she saw its spirit hovering above it, as a red flame. It is true, this, like many fair spirit-stories, may be explained away as an optical illusion, but its poetic beauty and meaning would, even then, make it valuable, as an illustration of the spiritual fact. ].T0 WOMAN IN THE to the region of primitive motions, woinen I hold to "be especially capable. Even without equal fi-eedom with the other sex, they have already shown themselves so; and should these faculties have free play, I believe they Avill open new, deeper, and purer sources of joyous inspiration than have as yet refi'eshed the earth. Let us be wise and not impede the soul. Let her work as she will. Let us have one creative energy, one incessant revelation. Let it take what form it will, and let us not bind it by the past to man or woman, black or white. Jove sprang from Rhea, Pallas from Jove. So let it be. If it has been the tendency of these remarks to call woman rather to the Minerva side — if I, unlike the more generous writer, have spoken fi-om society no less than the soul — let it be pardoned ! It is love that has caused this — love for many incarcerated souls, that might be freed, could the idea of religious self-dependence be established in them, could the weakening habit of dependence on others be broken up. Proclus teaches that every life has, in its sphere, a tota- lity or Avholeness of the animating powers of the other spheres ; having only, as its own characteristic, a predomi- nance of some one power. Thus Jupiter comprises, within himself, the other twelve powers, which stand thus : The first triad is demiurgic or fahicative, i.e., Jupiter, Neptune, Vulcan ; the second, defensive, Vesta, Minerva, Mars ; the third, vivific, Ceres, Juno, Diana ; and the fourth. Mercury, Venus, Apollo, elevatiny and harmonic. In the sphere of Jupiter, energy is predominant — with Venus, beauty ; but each compi-ehends and apprehends aU the others. NINETEENTH CENTURY. Ill Wlieu the same community of life and consciousness of mind begins among men, humanity will have, positively and finally, subjugated its brute elements and Titanic child- hood ; criticism will have perished ; arbitrary limits and ignorant censure be impossible ; all will have entered upon the liberty of law, and the harmony of common growth. Then Apollo will sing to his lyre what Vulcan forges on the anvil, and the Muse weave anew the tapestries of Minerva. It is, therefore, only in the present crisis that the prefer- ence is given to Minerva. The power of continence must establish the legitimacy of freedom, the power of self-poise the perfection of motion. Every relation, every gradation of natm'e, is incalculably precious, but only to the soul which is poised upon itself, and to whom no loss, no change, can bring dull discord, for it is in harmony with the central soul. If any individual live too much in relations, so that he becomes a stranger to the resources of his own nature, he fells, after a while, into a distraction, or imbecility, from which he can only be cured by a time of isolation, which gives the renovating fountains time to rise up. With a society it is the same. Many minds, deprived of the tra- ditionary or instinctive means of passing a cheerful exist- ence, must find help in self-impulse, or perish. It is there- fore that, while any elevation, in the view of union, is to be hailed with joy, we shall not declme celibacy as the great fact of the time. It is one from which no vow, no arrangement, can at present save a thinking mind. For now the rowers are pausing on their oars ; they wait a 12 WOJLiN IN THE fthauge before they can pull together. All tends to illustrate the thought ot a wise cotemporary. Union is only possible to those who are units. To be fit for relations in time, souls, whether of man or woman, must be able to do with- out them in the spirit! It is therefore that I would hare woman lay aside all ^bought, such as she habitually cherishes, of being taught and led by men. 1 would have her, like the Indian girl, dedicate herself to the Sun, the Sun of Truth, and go no- where if his beams did not make clear the path. I would have her free from compromise, fi-om complaisance, from helplessness, because I would have her good enough and strong enough to love one and all beings, from the fulness, not the poverty of being Men, as at present instructed, will not help this work, because they also are under the slavery of habit. I have seen with delight their poetic impulses. A sister is the fairest ideal, and how nobly Wordsworth, and even B}Ton, have written of a sister! There is no sweeter sign than to see a father with his little daughter. Very vulgar men become refined to the eye when leading a little girl by the hand. At that mo- ment the right relation between the sexes seems established, and you feel as if the man would aid in the noblest pur- pose, if you ask him in behalf of his little daughter. Onee two fine figures stood before me, thus. The father, of very intellectual aspect, his falcon eye softened by affection as he looked down on his fair child, she the image of himself, only more graceful and brilliant in expression. I was re- jiiinded of Southey's Kehama; when, lo! the dream was NINETEENTH CENTURY. 113 rudely broken. They were talking of education, and hq said — " I shall not have Maria brought too forward. If she knows too much, she will never find a husband ; superior women hardly ever can." " Surely," said his wife, with a blush, " you wish Maria to be as good and wise as she can, whether it will help her to marriage or not." " No," he persisted, " I want her to have a sphere and a home, and some one to protect her when I am gone." It was a trifling incident, but made a deep impression. I felt that the holiest relations fail to instnict the rfnpre- pared and perverted mind. If this man, indeed, could have looked at it on the other side, he was the last that would have been willing to have been taken himself for the home and protection he could give, but would have been much more likely to repeat the tale of Alcibiades with his phials. But men do not look at both sides, and women must leave off asking them and being influenced by them, but retire within themselves, and explore the ground-work of life tUl they find their peculiar secret. Then, when they come forth again, renovated and baptized, they will know how to turn all dross to gold, and will be rich and free though they live in a hut, tranquil, if in a crowd. Then their sweet singing shall not be from passionate impulse, but the lyrical overflow of a divine raptm-e, and a new music shall be evolved fi'om this many-chorded world. Grant her, then, for a while, the armour and the javelin. Let her put from her the press of other minds and meditate 114 WOMAN IN THE in virgin loneliness. The same idea shall re-appear in due time as Muse, or Ceres, the all-kindly patient Earth- Spirit. Among the throng of symptoms which denote the pre- sent tendency to a crisis in the life of woman, -which re- sembles the change from girlhood with its beautiful instincts, but unharmonized thoughts, its blind pupilage and restless seeking, to self-possessed, wise, and graceftil womanhood, I have attempted to select a few. One of prominent interest is the unison of three male minds, upon the subject, which, for width of culture, power of self-concentration and dignity of aim, take rank as the prophets of the coming age, whHe then* histories and la- bours are rooted in the past. Swedenborg came, he tells us, to interpret the past reve- lation and unfold a new. He announces the new church that is to prepai-e the way for the New Jerusalem, a city built of precious stones, hardened and purified by secret processes in the veins of earth through the ages. Swedenborg approximated to that harmony between the scientific and poetic lives of mind, which we hope from the perfected man. The links that bind together the realms of nature, the mysteries that accompany her births and growths, were unusually plain to him. He seems a man to whom insight was given at a period when the mental frame was sufficiently matured to retain and express its gifts. His views of woman are, in the main, satisfactory. In some details, we may object to them as, in all his system, there are still remains of what is arbitrary and seemingly NINETEENTH CENTURY. 115 groundless ; fancies that show the marks of old habits, and a nature as yet not thoroughly leavened with the spiritual leaven. At least so it seems to me now. I speak reve- rently, for I find such reason to venerate Swedenborg, from an imperfect knowledge of his mind, that I feel one more perfect might explain to me much that does not now secure my sympathy. His idea of woman is sufficiently large and noble to in- terpose no obstacle to her progress. His idea of marriage is consequently sufficient. Man and woman share an an- gelic ministry; the union is from one to one, permanent and pure. As the New Church extends its ranks, the needs of woman must be more considered. Quakerism also establishes woman on a sufficient equality with man. But though the original thought of Quakerism is pure, its scope is too narrow, and its influence, having established a certain amount of good and made clear some ti-uih, must, by degrees, be merged in one of wider range.* ■ The mind of Swedenborg appeals to the various natui-e of man, and allows room for assthetic culture and the fi'ce expression of energy. As apostle of the new order, of the social fabric that is to rise fropi love, and supersede the old that was based ou * In worship at stated periods, in daily expression, whcthei by word or deed, the Quakers have placed woman on the same platform with man. Can any one assert that they have reason to repent this? 116 WOMAN IN THE strife, Charles Fourier comes next, expressing, in an ont- ward order, many facts of which Swedenborg saw the secret springs. The mind of Fourier, though grand and clear, was in some respects superficial. He was a stranger to the highest experiences. His eye was fixed on the out- ward more than the inward needs of man. Yet he, too, was a seer of the divine order, in its musical expression, if not in its poetic soul. He has filled one department of instruction for the new era, and the harmony in action, and freedom for individual growth he hopes shall exist ; and if the methods he proposes should not prove the true ones, yet his fair propositions shall give many hints, and make room for the inspiration needed for such. He, too, places woman on an entire equality with man, and wishes to give to one as to the other that independence which must result from intellectual and practical develop- ment. Those who will consult him for no other reason, might do so to see how the energies of woman may be made avail- able in the pecuniary way. The object of Fourier was to give her the needed means of self help, that she might dignify and unfold her life for her own happiness, and that of society. The many, now, who see their daughters liable to destitution, or vice to escape from it, may be in- terested to examine the means, if they have not yet soul enough to appreciate the ends he proposes. On the opposite side of the advancing army, leads the gi-eat apostle of individual culture, Goethe. Swedenborg makes organization and union the necessary results of soli- tary thought. Fourier, whose nature was, above all, con- NINETEENTH CENTURT. 117 structive, looked to them too exclusively. Better institu- tions, he thought, will make bettex- men. Goethe ex- pressed, in every way, the other sd e. If one man could present better forms, the rest could not us'e them till ripe for them. Fom-ier says. As the institutions, so the men ! All fol- lies are excusable and natural under bad institutions. Goethe thinks, As the man, so the institutions ! There is no excuse for ignorance and folly. A man can grow in any place, if he will. Ay ! but Goethe, bad institutions are prison walls and impure air, that make him stupid, so that he does not will. And thou, Fom'ier, do not expect to change mankind at once, or even " in three generations," by arrangement of groups and series, or flourish of trumpets for attractive in- dustry. If these attempts are made by unready men, they ■will fail. Yet we prize the theory of Fourier no less than the pro- found suggestion of Goethe. Both are educating the age to a clearer consciousness of what man ceeds, what man can be, and, better life must ensue. Goethe, proceeding on his own track, elevating the hu- man being in the most imperfect states of society, by con- tinual efforts at self-cultm-e, takes as good care of women as of men. His mother, the bold, gay Frau Aja, with such playful fi*eedom of nature ; the wise and gentle maiden, known in his youth, over whose sickly solitude " the Holy Ghost brooded as a dove ;" his sister, the iutellectual wo- man i^ar excellence : the Duchess Amelia j Lili, who com- 318 WOMAN IN TII£ billed the character of the woman of the world with the lyrical sweetness of the shepherdess, on whose chaste and uoble breast flowers and gems Avere equally at home ; all these had supplied abundant suggestions to his mind, as to the wants and the possible excellences of woman. And, from his poetic soul, grew up forms new and more admir- able than life has yet produced, for Avhom his clear eye marked out paths in the future. In Faust, we see the redeeming power, which, at pre- sent, upholds woman, while waiting for a betterday, in Mar- garet. The lovely little girl, pure in instinct, ignorant m mind, is misled and profaned by man abusing her confi- dence.* To the Mater Doloi'osa she appeals for aid. It is given to the soul, if not against outward sorrow ; and the maiden, enlightened by her sufferings, refusing to re- ceive temporal salvation by the aid of an evil power, ob- tains the eternal in its stead. In the second part, the intellectual man, after all his manifold strivings, owes to the interposition of her whom he had betrayed his salvation. She intercedes, this time herself a glorified spirit, with the Mater Gloriosa. Leonora, too, is Avoman, as we see her now, pure, thought- ful, refined by much acquaintance with grief. Iphigenia he speaks of in his journals as his " daughter," and she is the daughter f whom a man will wish, even if * As Faust says, her only fault was a "Kindly delusion,"— " ein guter wahn," t Goethe was as false to his ideas in practice, as Lord Herbert; and his punishment was the just and usual one of connexions NINETEENTH CENTURY. 119 he has choseu his wife from very mean motives. She is the virgin, steadfast soul, to whom falsehood is more dreadful than any other death. But it is to Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship and Wan- dering Years that I would especially refer, as tJiiese volumes contain the sum of the Sage's observations during a long life, as to what man should do, under present cu-cumstances, to obtain mastery over outward, through an initiation into inward life, and severe discipline of faculty. As Wilhelm advances in the upward path, he becomes acquainted with better forms of woman by knowing how to seek, and how to prize them Avhen found. For the weak and immature man will, often, admire a superior woman, but ho will not be able to abide by a feeling, which is too severe a tax on his habitual existence. But, with Wilhelm, the gradation is natural, and expresses ascent in the scale of being. At first he finds charm in Mariana and Philina, very common forms of feminine character, not without re- deeming traits, no loss than charms, but without wisdom or purity. Soon he is attended by Mignon, the finest ex- formed beneath the standard of right, from the impusles of the baser self. Iphigenia was the worthy daughter of his mind, but the son, child of his degrading connexion in actual life, cor- responded with that connexion. This son, on whom Goethe vainly lavished so niuch thought and care, was like his mother, and like Goethe's attachment for his mother. " This young- man," says a late well-informed writer (M. Henri Blaze), "Wieland, with good reason, called the son of the servant, dcr Sohn der Madg. He inherited from his father onlj' his name and hxB physique. It 120 WOMAN IN THE pression ever yet giveu to what I have called the IjTj'cal element in woman. She is a child, but too full-grown for this man ; he loves, but cannot follow her ; yet is the asso- ciation not without an enduring influence. Poesy has been domesticated in his life, and, though he strives to bind down her heavenward impulse, as art or apothegm, these , are only the tents, beneath which he may sojourn for a while, but which may be easily struck, and carried on limit- less wanderings- Advancing into the region of thought, he encounters a wise philanthropy in Natalia (instructed, let us observe, by an uncle), practical judgment and the outward economy of life in Theresa, pra-e devotion in the Fair Saint. Farther and last he comes to the house of Macaria, the Roul of a star, i. c. a pure and perfected intelligence em- bodied in feminine form, and the centre of a world Avhose ■members revolve harmoniously round her. She instructs him in the archives of a rich human history, and introduces him to the contemplation of the heavens. From the hours passed by the side of Mariana to these with Macaria, is a wide distance for human feet to traverse. Nor has Wilhelm travelled so far, seen and suffered so much in vain. He now begins to study how he may aid the next generation ; he sees objects in harmonious arrangement, and from his observations deduces precepts by which to guide his course as a teacher and a master, " help-full, comfort- full." In all these expressions of Avoman, the aim of Goethe is satisfactory to me. He aims at a pure self-subsistence, and free development of any powers with which they may be NINETEENTH CENTUKY. 121 gifted by nature as much for them as for men. They are imits, addressed as soids. Accordingly, the meeting be- tween man and woman, as represented by him, is eoual and noble, and, if he does not depict marriage, he makes it possible. In the Macaria, bound with the heavenly bodies in fixed revolutions, the centre of all relations, herself unrelated, he expresses the Minerva side of feminine nature. It was not by chance that Goethe gave her this name. Macaria, the daughter of Hercules, who offered herself as a victim for the good of her country, was cauonized by the Greeks, and worshipped as the Goddess of true Felicity. Goethe has embodied this Felicity as the Serenity that arises from Wisdom, a Wisdom, such as the Jewish wise man vene- rated, alike instructed in the designs of heaven, and the methods necessary to carry them into effect upon earth. Mignon is the electrical, inspu-ed, lyi-ical nature. And wherever it appears Ave echo in our asphations that of the child— " So let me seem until I be : — Take not the white robe away." •' Though I lived without care and toil, Y£t felt I sharp pain enough, Make me again for ever young." All these women, though we see them in roiatious, we can think of as unrelated. 'J'hey all are very individual, yet eeem, nowhere, restrained. They satisfy for the present, yet arouse an infinite expectation. 122 WOJIAN IN THE The economist Theresa, the benevolent Natalia, the fair Saint, have chosen a path, but their thoughts are not nar- rowed to it. The functions of life to them are not ends, but suggestions. Thus, to them, all things are important, because none is necessary. Their different characters have fair play, and each is beautiful in its minute indications, for nothing is enforced or conventional, but everything, however slight, grows from the essential life of the being. Miguon and Theresa wear male attire when they like, and it is graceful for them to do so, while Macaria is con- lined to her arm-chair behind the green cui-tain, and the Fail" Saint could not bear a speck of dust on her robe. All things are in their places in this little world, because all is natural and free, just as, " there is room for every- thing out of doors." Yet all is rounded in by natural hai-- mony, which will always arise where Truth and Love are sought in the light of Freedom. Goethe's book bodes an era of freedom like its own, of " extraordinary generous seeking," and new revelations, New individualities shall be developed in the actual world, which shall advance upon it as gently as the figures come out upon his canvass. 1 have indicated on this point the coincidence between his hopes and those of Fom-ier, though his are dhected by an infinitely higher and deeper knowledge of human nature. But, for our present purpose, it is sufficient to show how surely these different paths have conducted to the same end two earnest thinkers. In some other place I wish to point out similar coincidences between Goethe's model school and NINETEENTH CENTURY. 123 the plans of Fourier, which may cast light upon the page of prophecy. Many Avomen have observed that the time di'ew nigh for a better care of the sex, and thrown out hints that may be useful. Among these may be mentioned — Miss Edgeworth, who, although restrained by the ha- bits of her age and country, and belonging more to the eighteenth than the nineteenth century, has done excel- lently as far as she goes. She had a horror of senti- mentalism, and the love of notoriety, and saw how likely women, in the early stages of culture, were to aim at these. Therefore, she bent her efforts to recommending domestic life. But the methods she recommends are such as will fit a character for any position to which it may be called. She taught a contempt of falsehood, no less in its most graceful, than in its meanest apparitions ; the cultivation of a clear, independent judgment, and adherence to its dictates ; habits of various and liberal study and employ- ment, and a capacity for friendship. Her standard of cha- racter is the same for both sexes. Truth, honoui-, enlight- ened benevolence, and aspiration after knowledge. Of poetry, she knows nothing, and her religion consists in honour and loyalty to obligations once assumed; in short, " the great idea of duty which holds us upright." Her whole tendency is practical. Mi'S. Jameson is a sentimentalist, and therefore suits us ill in some respects, but she is full of talent, has a just and refined perception of the beautiful, and a genuine courage when she finds it necessary. She does not appear to have brought out thoroughly the subject on which we are engaged, 124 WOMAN IN THE and her opinions, expressed as opinions, are sometimes in- consistent Avith one another. But from the refined percep- tion of character, admirable suggestions are given in her " Women of Shaiiespeare," and " Loves of the Poets," But that for Avhich I most respect her is the decision with which she spealvs on a subject which refined women are usually afraid to approach, for fear of the insult and scm'ril jest they may encounter, butwhich she neither can nor will restrain the indignation of a full heart. I refer to the de- gradation of a large portion of women into the sold and pol- luted slaves of men, and the daring with which the legislator and man of the world lifts his head beneath the heavens, and says " this must be : it cannot be helped, it is a necessary accompaniment of civilization.^' So speaks the citizen. Man born of woman, the father of daughters, declares that he will and must buy the comforts and commercial advantages of his London, Vienna, Paris, New York, by conniving at the moral death, the damnation, so far as the action of society can insure it, of thousands of women for each splendid metropolis. men ! 1 speak not to you. It is true that your wickedness (for you must not deny that, at least nine thousarid of the ten fall through the vanity you have sys- tematically flattered or the promises you have treacherously broken); yes, it is true that your wickedness is its own punishment. Your forms degraded and your eyes clouded by secret sin; natural harmony broken and fineness of per- ception destroyed in your mental and bodily organization ; God and love shut out from your hearts b}^ the foul visitants you have permitted there ; in capable of pure marriage; NINETEENTH CENTUKV. 125 incapable of pure parentage; incapable of worship ; oh ■wretched men, your sin is its own punishment ! You have lost the world in losing yourselves. Who ruins another, has admitted the worm to the root of his own tree, and the fuller ye fill the cup of evil, the deeper must be your own bitter draught. But I speak not to you — you need to teach and warn one another. And more than one voice rises in earnestness. And all that women say to the heart that has once chosen the evil path, is considered prudery, or igno- rance, or, perhaps, a feebleness of nature which exempts from similar temptations. But to you, women, American women, a few words may not be addressed in vain. One here and there may listen. You know how it was in the Oriental clime. One man, if wealth permitted, had severiil wives and many hand- maidens. The chastity and equality of genuine marriage, with " the thousand decencies that flow" from its com'» munion, the precious virtues that gi'adually may be matured within its enclosure, were unknown. But this man did not wrong according to his light. What he did, he might publish to God and man ; it was not a wicked secret that hid in vile lurking-places and dens, like the banquets of beasts of prey. Those Avomen were \not lost, not polluted in their own eyes, nor those of others. If they were not in a state of knowledge and vii-tue, thej were at least in one of comparative innocence. You know how it was with the natives of this continent. A chief had many wives whom he maintained and who did his household work; those women were but servants, still they enjoyed the respect of others and their own. They 12G WtWIAN IN THE lived together in peace. Tliey knew that a sin against what was in their nation esteemed virtue, would be as strictly punished in man as in woman. Kow pass to the countries where marriage is between one and one. 1 will not speak of the Pagan nations, but come to those which own the Christian rule. We all know what that enjoins; there is a standard to appeal to. See now, not the mass of the people, for we all know that it is a proverb and a bitter jest to speak of the " down- trodden million." We know that, down to our ovt^n time, a principle never had so fair a chance to pervade the mass of the people, but that we must solicit its illustration from select examples. Take the Paladin, take the Poet, Did they believe purity more impossible to man than to woman ? Did they Avish woman to believe that man was less amenable to higher motives, that pure aspirations would not guard him against bad passions, that honourable employments and temperate habits would not keep him free from slavery to the body. no ! Love was to them a part of heaven, and they could not even wish to receive its happiness, unless assured of be- ing worthy of it. Its highest happiness to them was, that it made them wish to be worthy. They courted probation. They wished not the title of knight, till the banner had been upheld in the heats of battle, amid the rout of cowards. I ask of you, young gu-ls — I do not mean?/ow, whose heart is that of an old coxcomb, though your locks have not yet lost then- sunny tinge. Not of you whose whole character is tainted with vanity, inherited or taught, Avho have early lca)-nt the love of coquettish excitement, and NINETEENTH CENTURY. 127 whose eyes rove restlessly in search of a " conquest" or a " bean." You who are ashamed not to be seen by others the mark of the most contemptuous flattery or injurious desu'e. To such I do not speak. But to thee, maiden, ■who, if not so fair, art yet of that unpolluted nature which Milton saw when he di*eamed of Comus and the Paradise. 'Thou, child of an unprofaned wedlock, brought up amid the teachings of the woods and fields, kept fancy-free by useful employment and a free flight into the heaven of thought, loving to please only those whom thou wouldst not be ashamed to love ; I ask of thee, whose cheek has not for- gotten its blush nor thy heart its lark -like hopes, if he whom thou may'st hope the Father will send thee, as the com- panion of life's toils and joys, is not to thy thought pure ? Is not manliness to thy thought purity, not lawlessness ? Can his lips speak falsely ? Can he do, in secret, what he could not avow to the mother that bore him ? say, dost thou not look for a heart free, open as thine own, all whose thoughts may be avowed, incapable of wronging the inno- cent, or still farther degrading the fallen. A man, in short, in whom brute nature is entu-ely subject to the impulses of his better self. Yes ! it was thus that thou didst hope, for I have many, many times seen the image of a future life, of a destined spouse, painted on the tablets of a vu-gin heart. It might be that she was not true to these hopes. She was taken into what is called " the world," froth and scum as it mostly is on the social caldron. There she saw fan- woman carried in the waltz close to the heart of a being Avho appeared to her a Satyr. Being warned by a male 128 WOMAN IN THE ft'iend that he was in fact of that class, and not fit for such familiar nearness to a chaste being, the adrised replied that " women should know nothing about such things." She saw one fairer given in wedlock to a man of the same class. " Papa and mamma said that ' all men were faulty, at some time in their lives; they had a great many temptations. Frederick would be so happy at home ; he would not want to do wrong." She turned to the married women; they, oh, tenfold horror ! laughed at her supposing " men were like women.' " Sometimes, I say, she was not true, and either sadly accommodated herself to " woman's lot," or acquired a taste for Satyr society, like some of the Nymphs, and all the Bacchanals of old. But to these who could not and would not accept a mess of pottage, or a Circe cup, in lieu of their birthright, and to these others who have yet their choice to make, I say. Courage ! 1 have some words of cheer for you. A man, himself of unbroken purity, reported to me the words of a foreign artist, that " the world would never be better till men subjected themselves to the same laws they had imposed on Avomen ;" that artist, he added, was true to the thought. The same was true of Canova, the same of Beethoven. " Like each other demi-god, they kept th.emselves free from stain;" and Michael Angelo, looking over here from the loneliness of his century, might meet some eyes that need not shun his glance. In private life, I am assured by men who are not so sustained and occupied by the worship of pure beauty, that a similar consecration is possible, is practised. That many men feel tluit no temptation can be too strong for the wiU NINETEENTH CENTURY. 129 of man, if he invokes the aid of the Spirit instead of seek- ing extenuation from the brute alliances of his nature. In short, what the child fancies is really true, though almost the whole world declares it a lie. Man is a child of God ; and if he seek His guidance to keep the heart with diligence, it will be so given that all the issues of life may be pure. Life will then be a temple. The temple round Spread green the pleasant ground ; The fair colonnade Be of pure marble pillars made ; Strong to sustain the roof, Time and tempest-proof, Yet, amidst which, the lightest breeze Can play as it please; The audience-hall Be free to all Who revere The Power worshipped here, Sole guide of youth Unswerving Truth : In the inmost shrine Stands the image divine, Only seen By those whose deeds have worthy been— Priestlike clean. Tliose, who initiated ai-e, Declare, As the houi's TJsher in vai-ying hopes and powers ; It changes its face, It changes its age, Now a young beaming Grace, Now Nestorian Sage : 130 WOMAN IN THE But, to the pure in heart, This shape of primal art In age is fair, In youth seems wise, Beyond compare, Above surprise ; What it teaches native seems, Its new lore our ancient dreams ; Incense rises from the; ground, Music flows around ; Firm rest the feet below, clear gaze the eyes above. When Tluth to point the way through Life assumes the Avand of Love; But, if she cast aside the robe of green, Winter's silver, sheen, AVhite, pure as light, Makes gentle shroud as worthy weed as bridal robe has been.* We are now in a transition state, and but few steps have yet been taken. From polygamy, Europe passed to the marriage de convenance. This was scarcely an improve- ment. An attempt was then made to substitute genuine marriage (the mutual choice of souls inducing a permanent * {As described by the historian.') The temple of Juno is like what the character of woman sl\ould be. Columns ! graceful decorums, attractive yet sholtcrmg. Porch ! noble inviting aspect of the life. Kaos ! receives the worshippers. See lier-J the statue of the Divinity. Opiiistodomos ! Sanctuary where the most precious posses- sions were kept cafe from the hand of the spoiler and the eye of the world. NINETEENTH CENTURY. iSl union), as yet baffled on every side by the haste, the ignn- rance, or the impurity of man. When man assumes a high principle to which he is not yet ripened, it will happen, for a long time, that the few will be nobler than before ; the many worse. Thus now. In the country of Sidney and Milton, the metropolis is a deiK)f wickedness, and a stye of sensuality ; in the country of Lady Russell, the custom of English Peeresses, of sell- ing their daughters to the highest bidder, is made the theme and jest of fashionable novels by unthinking children who would stare at the idea of sending them to a Turkish slave dealer, though the circumstances of the bargain are there less degrading, as the will and thoughts of the person sold are not so degraded by it, and it is not done in defiance of an acknowledged law of right in the land and the age. I must here add, that I do not believe there ever was put upon record more depravation of man, and more despic- able fi'ivolity of thought and aim in woman, than in the novels which pm'port to give the picture of English foshion- able life, which are read with such favour in our drawing- rooms, and give the tone to the manners of some circles. Compared with the hard-hearted cold folly there described, crime is hopeful, for it, at least, shows some power re- maining in the meiital constitution. To return : Attention has been awakened among men to the stains of celibacy, and the jirofanations of marriage? They begin to write about it and lecture about it. It is the tendency now to endeavour to help the erring by showing them the physical law. This is wise and excellent ; but forget not the better half. Cold bathing and exercise will 132 WOMAN IN THK not suffice to keep a life pure, -VTithout an inwaid baptism and noble and exhilirating employment for the thoughts and the passions. Early marriages are desirable, but if (and the world is now so out of joint that there are a hundred thousand chances to one against it) a man does not early, or at all, find the person to whom he can be united in the marriage of souls, will you give him iirthe marriage de convenance, or if not married, can you find no way for him to lead a virtuous and happy life ? Think of it well, " ye who think yourselves better than pagans, for many of them knew this sure way.* To you, women of America, it is more especially my business to addi'ess myself on this subject, and my advice may be classed under three heads : — Clear yom- souls fi'om the taint of vanity. Kejoice not in conquests, either that your power to allure may be seen by other women, or for the pleasure of rousing passionate feelings that gratify your love of excitement. * The Persian sacred books, the Desatir, describe the great and holy prince Ky Khosroii, as being " an angel, and the son of an angel," one to whom the Supreme saj's, " Thou art not absent from before me for one twinkling of an eye. I am never out of thy heart. And I am contained in nothing but in thy heart, and in a heart like thy heart. And I am nearer unto thee than thou art to thyself." This Prince had in his Golden Seraglio tliree ladies of surpassing beauty, and all four, in this royal monastery, passed their lives, and left the world, as virgins. The Persian people had no scepticism when the history of euch a mind was narrated. Thev were OithnlicB. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 133 It must happen, no doubt, that frank and generous T.'omen will excite love they do not reciprocate, but, in nine cases out of ten, the woman has, half consciously, done much to excite. In this case she shall not be held guiltless, either as to the unhappiness or injury to the lover. Pure love, inspired by a worthy object, must ennoble and bless, whether mutual or not ; but that which is excited by co- quettish attraction of any grade of refinement, must cause bitterness and doubt, as to the reality of human goodness, so soon as the flush of passion is over. And that you may avoid all taste for these false pleasures — " Steep the soul In one pure love, and it will last thee long." The love of truth, the love of excellence, which, whether you clothe them in the person of a special object or not, will have power to save you from following Duessa, and lead you in the green glades where Una's feet have trod. It was on this one subject that a venerable champion of good, the last representative of the spirit which sanct- tified the revolution and gave our country such a sunlight hope in the eyes of the nations, the same who lately in Boston offered anew to the young men the pledge taken by the young men of his day, offered, also, his counsel, on being addressed by the principal of a girl's school, thus: — • REPLY OF MR. ADAJIS. Mr. Adams was so deeply affected 'by the address of ]\Iiss 134 WOMAN IN THE Foster, as to be for some time inaudible. When heard, he spoke as follows : — " This is the first instance in which a lady has thus addressed me personally ; and I trust iJiat all the ladies present will be able sufficiently to eater into my feelings to know, that I am more affected by this honour, than by any other 1 could have received. " You have been pleased. Madam, to allude to the cha- racter of my father, and the history of my family, and their services to the country. It is indeed true, that from the existence of the republic as an independent nation, my father and myself have been in the public service of the country, almost without interruption. I came into the world, as a person having personal responsibilities, with the Declaration of Independence, which constituted us a nation. I was a child at that time, and had then perhaps the greatest of blessings that can be bestowed on man — a mother Avho was anxious and capable to form her children to what they ought to be. From that mother I derived whatever instruction — religious especially, and moral — has pervaded a long life ; I will not say perfectly, and as it ought to be, but I Avill say, because it is justice only to the memory of her Avhora I revere, that if, in the course of my life, there has been any imperfection, or devia- tion from what she taught me, the fault is mine, and not hers. " With such a mother, and such other relations with the sex, of sister, wife, and daughter, it has been the per- petual instruction of my life to love and revere the female sex. And in order to carry that sentiment of love and reverence to its highest degree of perfection, 1 know of NINETEENTH CENTURY. 135 nothing that exists in human society better adapted to produce that result, than institutions of the character that I have now the honour to addi-ess. " I have been taught, as I have said, through the course of mv life, to love and to revere the female sex ; but I have been taught, also — and that lesson has perhaps impressed itself on my mind even more strongly, it may be, than the other — 1 have been taught not to flatter them. It is not unusual in the intercourse of man with the other sex — and especially for young men — to think, that the way to win the hearts of ladies is by flattery. To love and to revere the sex, is what I think the duty of man, but not to flatter them ; and this I would say to the young ladies here ; and if they, and others present, will allow me, with all the authority which nearly fourscore years may have with those who have not yet attained one score — I would say to them what I have no doubt they say to themselves, and are taugh here, not to take the flattery of men as proof of perfection. " I am now, however, I fear, assuming too much of a character that does not exactly belong to me. I therefore conclude, by assurmg you. Madam, that yodr reception of me has affected me, as you perceive, more than I can ex- press in words ; and that I shall offer my best prayers, till my latest hour, to the Creator of us all, that this institution especially, and all others of a similar kind, designed to form the female mind to wisdom and vu-tue, may prosper to the end of time." It will be interesting to add here the character of Mr. Adams's mother, as di-awn by her husband, the first John I 136 WOMAN IN THE Adams, in a family letter * wi-itten just before his death. " I have reserved for the last the life of Lady Russell. This I have not yet read, because I read it more than forty )'^ears ago. On this hangs a tale which you ought to know and communicate it to your children. I bought the life and letters of Lady Russell, in the year 1775, and sent it to your grandmother, with an express intent and desire, that she should consider it a mirror in which to contemplate herself ; for, at that time, I thought it extremely probable, from the daring and dangerous career I was determined to run, that she would one day find herself in the situation of Lady Russell, her husband without a head. This lady was more beautiful than Lady Russell, had a brighter genius, more information, a more refined taste, and, at least, her equal in the virtues of the heart ; equal fortitude and firm- ness of character, equal resignation to the will of Heaven, equal in all the virtues and gi-aces of the Christian life. Like Lady Russell, she never, by word or look, discou- - raged me from running all hazards for the salvation of my country's liberties ; she was willing to share with me, and that her children should share with us both, in all the dan- gerous consequences we had to hazard." Will a woman who loves flattery or an aimless excite- ment, who wastes the flower of her mind on transitory sen- timents, ever be loved with a love like that, when fifty years * Journal and Correspondence of Miss Adams, vol. i., page 264. NINETEENTH CENTURT. 137 trial haA'e entitled her to the privileges of " the golden marriage ? " Such was the love of the iron-handed warrior for her, not his hand-maid, but his help-meet : " Whom God loves, to him gives he such a wife." I find the whole of what I want in this relation, in the two epithets by which Milton makes Adam address Ids wife. In the interconrso of every day he begins : " Daughter of God and man, accomplished Eve."* In a moment of stronger feeling, " Daughter of God and man, immortal Eve." What majesty in the cadence of the line ; what dignity, what reverence in the attitude, both of giver and receiver The woman who permits, in her life, the alloy of vanity, the woman who lives upon flattery, coarse or fine, shall never be thus addressed. She is not immortal as far as her will is concerned, and every woman who does so creates miasma, whose spread is indefinite. The hand, which casts into the waters of life a stone of offence, knows not how far the circles thus caused may spread their agitations. A little while since, I was at one of the roost fashionable places of public resort. I saw there many women, dressed without regard to the season or the demands of the place, in apery, or, as it looked, in mockery of European fashions. I eaw their eyes restlessly courting attention. I saw the way * See Appendix, H. 138 WOMAN IN THE in which it was paid, the style of devotion, almost an open sneer, which it pleased those ladies to receive from men whose expression marked their own low position in the moral and intellectual world. Those women went to their pillows with their heads full of folly, their hearts of jea- lousy, or gratified vanity : those men, with the low opinion they already entertained of woman confirmed. These were American ladies: i.e., they were of that class who have wealth and leisure to make full use of the day, and confer benefits on others. They were of that class whom the pos- session of external advantages makes of pernicious example to many, if these advantages be misused. Soon after, I met a circle of women, stamped by so- ciety as among the most degraded of their sex. " How," it was asked of them, " did you come here ?" for, by the society that I saw in the former place, they were shut up in a prison. The causes vrere not difiicult to trace : love of dress, love of flattery, love of excitement. They had not dresses like the other ladies, so they stole them ; they could not pay for flattery by distinctions, and the dower of a worldly marriage, so they paid by the profanation of then* persons. In excitement, more and more madly sought from day to day, they drowned the voice of conscience. Now I ask you, my sisters, if the women at the fashion- able house be not answerable for those women being in the prison ? As to position in the world of souls, we may suppose the women of tne prjon stood fairest, both because they had misused less light, and because loneliness and sorrow had brought some of them to feel the need of better life, NINETEENTH CENTURY. 139 nearer truth and good. This was no merit in them, being an eflfect of circumstance, but it was hopeful. But you, my friends (and some of you I have already met), conse- crate yourselves without waiting for reproof, in free love and unbroken energy, to win and to diffuse a better life. Offer beauty, talents, riches, on the altar ; thus shall ye keep spotless your own hearts, and be visibly or invisibly the angels to others. I would urge upon those women who have not yet con- sidered this subject, to do so. Do not forget the unfortu- nates who dare not cross your guarded way. If it do not suit you to act with those who have organized measures of reform, then hold not yourself excused from acting in private. Seek out these degraded women, give them tender sympathy, counsel, employment. Take the place of mothers, such as might have saved them originally. If you can do little for those already under the ban of the world, and the best considered efforts have often failed, "from a want of strength in those unhappy ones to bear up against the sting of shame and the prejudices of the world, which makes them seek oblivion again in their old excite- ments, you will at least leave a sense of love and justice in their hearts that will prevent their becoming utterly em- bittered and corrupt. And you may learn the means of prevention for those yet uninjured. There will be found in a diffusion of mental culture, simple tastes, best taught by your example, a genuine self-respect, and, above all, what the influence of man tends to hide from woman, the love and feai" of a divine, in preference to a hum:ui, tribunal. But suppose you save many who would have lost their 140 WOJIAN IN THE bodily innocence (for as to mental, the loss of that is incal- culably more general) thi-ough mere vanity and folly ; there still remain many, the prey and spoil of the brute passions of man. For the stories frequent in our news- papers outshame antiquity, and vie with the horrors of wai". As to this, it must be considered that, as the vanity and ^roneness to seduction of the imprisoned women represented a general degradation in their sex, so do these acts a still more general and worse in the male. "\Mien so many are weak, it is natural there should be many lost, where legis- lators admit that ten thousand prostitutes are a fair propor- tion to one city, and husbands tell their M'^ives that it is folly to expect chastity from men, it is inevitable that there should be many monsters of vice. I must in this place mention, with respect and gratitude, the conduct of Mrs. Child in the case of Amelia Norman. The action and speech of this lady was of straight-forward nobleness, undeterred by custom or cavil from duty towards an injured sister. She showed the case and the arguments the counsel against the prisoner had the assurance to use, in their true light to the public. She put the case on the only ground of religion and equity. She was successful in arresting the attention of many who had before shi-ugged their shoulders, and let sin pass as necessarily a part of the company of men. They begin to ask whether virtue is not possible, perhaps necessary, to man as well as to woman. They begin to fear that the perdition of a woman must in- volve that of a man. This is a crisis. The results of this case will be important. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 14.1 In this connexiou I must mention Eugene Sue, the French novelist, several of whose works have been lately trans- planted among us, as having the true spirit of reform as to women. Like e\ery other French writer, he is still tainted with the transmissions of the old regime. Still falsehood may be permitted for the sake of advancing truth, evil as the way to good. Even George Sand, who would trample on every graceful decorum, and every human law for the sake of a sincere life, does not see that she violates it by making her heroines able to tell falsehoods in a good cause. These French writers need ever to be confronted by the clear perception of the English and German mind, that the only good man, consequently the only good reformer, is he " Who bases good on good alone, aiid owes To virtue every triumph, that he knows." Still, Sue has the heart of a reformer, and especially towards women ; he sees what they need, and what causes are injuring them. From the histories of Fleur de Marie and La Louve, from the lovely and independent character of Rigolette, from the distortion given to Matilda's mind, by the present views of marriage, and from the truly noble and immortal character of the " hump-backed Sempstress" in the " Wandering Jew," may be gathered much that shall elucidate doubt and direct inquiry on this subject. In re- form, as in philosophy, the French are the interpreters to the civilized world. Their own attainments are not great' but they make clear the past, and break down baiTiers to the future. 142 WOMAN IN THE Observe that the good man of Sue is pure as Sir Charles Grandisou. Apropos to Sir Charles, women are accustomed to be told by men that the reform is to come from them. " Yon," say the men, " must frown upon vice, you must decline the attentions of the corrupt, you must not submit to the will of your husband when it seems to you unworthy, but give the laws in marriage, and redeem it from its present sensual and mental pollutions." This seems to us hard. Men have, indeed, been, for more than a hundi-ed years, rating women for countenanc- ing vice. But at the same time, they have carefully hid from them its nature, so that the preference often shown by women for bad men, arises rather from a confused idea that they are bold and adventurous, acquainted with regions which women are forbidden to explore, and the curiosity that ensues, than a corrupt heart in the woman. As to marriage, it has been inculcated on women for centuries, that men have not only stronger passions than they, but of a sort that it would be shameful for them to share or even understand. That, therefore, they must " confide in their husbands," i. e., submit implicitly to their will. That the least appearance of coldness or withdrawal, from whatever cause, in the wife is wicked, because liable to turn her husband's thoughts to illicit indulgence; for a man is so constituted that he must indulge his passions or die ! Accordingly, a great part of women look upon men as a kind of wild beasts, but " suppose they are all alike j" the unmarried arc assured l)y thi; married that, " if they knew men as they do," i. e., by being married to them, " they NINETEENTH CENTURY. 143 ■would not expect continence or self-government from them." I might accumulate illustrations on this theme, diawn from acquaintance with the histories of women, which would startle and grieve all thinking men, but I forbear. Let Sir Chales Grandison preach to his own sex, or if none there be, who feels himself able to speak with authority from a life unspotted in will or deed, let those who are convinced of the practicability and need of a pure life, as the foreign artist was, advise the others, and wai-u them by their own example, if need be. The following passage from a female writer on female af- wu-s, expresses a prevalent way of thinking on this subject. " It may be that a young woman, exempt from all motives of vanity, determines to take for a husband a man who does not inspire her with a very decided inclination. Imperious circumstances, the evident interest of her family, or the danger of a suffering celibacy, may explain such a resolution. If, however, she were to endeavour to sur- mount a personal repugnance, we should look upon this as injudicious. Such a rebellion of nature marks the limit that the influence of parents, or the self-saci-ifice of the young girl, should never pass. We shall he told that this repugnance is an affair of the imagination ; it may be so ; but imagination is a, power which it is temerity to brave; and its antipathy is more difficidt to conquer than its pre- ference."* Among ourselves, the exhibition of such a repugnance * Madame Necker de Saussure. in WOMAN IN THE from a woman who had been given in marriage " by advice of friends," was treated by an eminent physician as suf- ficient proof of insanity. If he had said suflScient cause for it, he would have been nearer right. It has been suggested by men who were pained by seeing bad men admitted, freely, to the society of modest women, thereby encouraged to vice by impunity, and cor- rupting the atmosphere of homes ; that there should be a senate of the matrons in each city and town, who should decide what candidates were fit for admission to their houses and the society of their daughters.* Such a plan might have excellent results, but it argues a moral dignity and decision, which docs not yet exist, and needs to be induced by knowledge and reflection. It has been the tone to keep women ignorant on these subjects, or when they were not, to command that they should seem so. " It is indelicate," says the father or husband, " to inquire into the private character of such an one. It is suflicient that I do not think him unfit to visit you." And so, this man, who would not tolerate these pages in his house, " unfit for family reading," because they speak plainly, introduces there a man whose shame is written on his brow, as well as the open secret of the whole town, and, presently, if respectable still, and rich enough, givei him his daughter to wife. The mother aflfccts ignorance, " supposing he ia no worse than most men." The daughter • See Goethe's Tasso. " A synod of good women should decide," — if the golden age is to be restored. KINETEENTH CENTURT. 145 M Ignorant ; something in the niUHl of the new spoii.-e seems strange to her, but she supposes it is " woman's lot" not to be ])erfeetly happy in her affections ; she has always heai'd, " men could not understand women," so she weeps alone, or takes to dress and the duties of the house. The husband, of course, makes no avowal, and di-eams of no redemption. " In the heart of every young woman," says the fe- male writer above quoted, addressing herself to the hus- band, " depend upon it, there is a fund of exalted ideas ; she conceals, represses, without succeeding in smothering them. So long as these ideas in your wife are directed to YOU, they are, no doubt, innocent, but take care that they be not accompanied with too much pain. In other respects, also, spare her delicacy. Let all the antecedent parts of your life, if there are such, which would give her pain, be concealed from her ; her hajrpiness and her respect for yon.i would sniffer from this misplaced confidence. Allow her to retain that flower of purity, which should distinguish her in your eyes from every other wo7nan." We should think so, truly, under this canon. Such a man must esteem purity an exotic that could only be preserved by the greatest care. Of the degree of mental intimacy possible, in such a mar- riage, let every one judge for himself ! On this subject, let every woman, who has once begun to think, examine herself, see whether she does not suppose virtue possible and necessary to man, and whether she would not desire for her son a virtue which aimed at a fitness for a divine life, and involved, if not asceticism, that degi'ee of power over the lower self, which shall " not 146 WO>L\N IN THE exterminate the passions, but keep them chained at the feftt of reason." The passions, like fire, are a bad master; but confine them to the hearth and the altar, and they give life to the social economy, and make each sacrifice meet for Heaven. When many women have thought upon this subject, some will be fit for the Senate, and one such Senate in operation would afifect the morals of the civilized world. At present I look to the young. As preparatory to the Senate, I should like to see a society of novices, such as the world has never yet seen, bound by no oath, wearing no badge. In place of an oath they should have a religious f.iith in the capacity of man for virtue ; instead of a badge, should wear in the heart a firm resolve not to stop short of the destiny promised him as a son of God. Their service should be action and conservatism, not of old habits, but of a better nature, enlightened by hopes that daily grow •brighter. If sin was to remain in the world, it should not be by their connivance at its stay, or one moment's concession to its claims. They should succour the oppressed, and pay to the up- right the reverence due in hero-worship by seeking to emulate them. They would not denounce tlie willingly bad, but they could not bo with them, for the two classes could not breathe the same atmsophere. They vrould hood no deteirtion from the time-serving, the worldly, and the timid. They could love no pleasures that were not innocent and capable of good fruit. NINETEENTH CENTURY. 147 I saw, in a foreign paper, the title now given to a party abroad, " Los Exaltados." Such would be tbe title now given these children by the world : Los Exaltados, Las Exaltadas ; but the world would not sneer always, for from them would issue a virtue by which it would, at last, be exalted too. I have in my eye a youth and a maiden whom 1 look to as the nucleus of such a class. They are both in early youth, both as yet uncontaminated, both aspiring, without rashness, both thoughtful, both capable of deep affection, both of strong nature and sweet feelings, both capable of large mental development. They reside in different regions of earth, but their place in the soul is the same. To them I look, as perhaps, the harbingers and leaders of a new era, for never yet have I known minds so truly virgin, without narrowness or ignorance. When men call upon women to redeem them, they mean such maidens. But such are not easily formed under the present influences of society. As there are more such young men to help give a different tone, there will be more such maidens. The English novelist, D' Israeli, has, in his novel of the " Young Duke," made a man of the most depraved stock be redeemed by a woman who despises him when he has only the brilliant mask of fortune and beauty to cover the poverty of his heart and brain, but knows how to en- courage him when he enters on a better course. But this woman was educated by a father who valued character in romen. Still there will come, now and then, one who will, as I 148 WOMAN IN THE hope of mj young Exaltada, be example and instruction to the rest. It was not the opinion of woman current among Jewish men that formed the character of the mother of Jesus. Since the sliding and backsliding men of the world, no less than the mystics, declare that, as through woman man was lost, so through woman must man be redeemed, the time must be at hand. TVhen she knoMS herself indeed as " accomplished," still more as " immortal Ere," this may be. As an immortal, she may also know and inspire immor- tal love, a happiness not to be dreamed of under the cir- cumstances advised in the last quotation. Where love is based on concealment, it must, of course, ^appear when the soul enters the scene of clear vision ! And, without this hope, how worthless every plan, eveiy bond, every power ! " The giants, "said the Scandinavian Saga, " had induced Loke (the spirit that hovers between good and ill) to steal for them Iduna (Goddess of Immortality), and her apples of pure gold. He lured her out, by promising to show, on a marvellous tree he had discovered, apples beautiful as her own, if she would only take them with her for a compari- son. Thus having liu'ed her beyond the heavenly domain, she was seized and carried away capt'.ve by ttte powers of misrule. As now the Gods could not find their friend Iduna, they were confused with grief ; indeed, they began visibly to gi"ow old and gray. Discords arose, and love grew cold. Indeed, Odur, spouse of the goddess of love and beauty, wandered away and returned no more. At last, however, the gods, discovering the treachery of Loke, obliged him NINETEENTH CENTURY. 149 to will back Iduna from the prison in which she sat mourn- ing, lie changed himself into a falcon, and brought her back as a swallow, fiercely pursued by the Giant King, in the form of an eagle. So she strives to return among us, light and small as a swallow. We must welcome her form as the speck on the sky that assures the glad blue of Sum- mer. Yet one swallow does not make a summer. Let us solicit them in flights and flocks. ! Returning from the future to the present, let us see what forms Iduna takes, as she moves along the declivity of centuries to the valley where the lily flower may con- centrate aU its fragrance. It would seem as if this time were not very near to one fresh from books, such as I have of late been — no : not reading, but sighing over, A crowd of books having been sent me since niy friends knew me to be engaged in this way, on Woman's " Sphere," Woman's " Mission," and AVoman's " Destiny," I believe that almost all that is extant of formal precept has come under my eye. Among these I read with refreshment, a little one called " The Whole Duty of Woman," " indited by a noble lady at the request of a noble lord," and which has this much of nobleness, that the view it takes is a religious one. It aims to fit v/oman for heaven, the main-bent of most of the others ia to fit her to please, or, at least, not to disturb, a husband. Among these I select as a favourable specimen, the book 1 have already quoted, " The Study* of the Life of Woman, * This title seems to be incorrectly translated from tLe French. I have not seen the original. 150 WOMAX m THE by Madame Necker de Saussuro, of Geneva, translated from the French." This book was published at Philadelphia, and has been read with much favour here. Madame Necker is the cousin of Madame de Stael, and has taken from her works the motto prefixed to this : — " Cette vie n'a quelque prix que si elle sert a' I'educa- tion morale de notre coeur." Madame Necker is, by itature, capable of entire consis- tency in the application of this motto, and, therefore, the qualifications she makes, in the instructions given to her own sex, show forcibly the weight which still paralyzes and distorts the energies of that sex. The book is rich in passages marked by feeling and good suggestions, but taken in the whole, the impression it leaves is this : — Woman is, and shall remain inferior to man and subject to his will, and, in endeavouring to aid her, we must anxiously avoid any thing that can be misconstrued into expression of the contrary opinion, else the men will be alarmed, and combine to defeat our efforts. The present is a good lime for these efforts, for men are less occupied about women than formerly. Let us, then, seize upon the occasion, and do what we can to make our lot tolerable. But we must sedulously avoid encroaching on the territory of man. If we study natural history, our observations may be made useful, by some male naturalist ; if we draw well, we may make our services acceptable to the artists. But our names must not be known, and, to bring these labours to any result, we must take some man for our head, and be his hands. NINETEEXTH CENTUJtT. 151 The lot of woman Is sad. She is constituted to expect and need a happiness that cannot exist on eai-th. She must stifle such aspirations within her secret heart, and fit herself, as well as she can, for a life of resignations and consolations. She will be very lonely while living with her husband. She must not expect to open her heart to hini fully, or that. after marriage, he will be capable of the refined service of love. The man is not born for the woman, only the woman for the man. " Men cannot understand tlie hearts of women." The life of woman must be outwardly a well- intentioned, cheerful dissimulation of her real life. Naturally, the feelings of the mother, at the birth of a female child, resemble those of the Pai'aguay woman, described by Southey as lamenting in such heart-breaking tones that her mother did hot kill her the horn- she was born. " Her mother, who knew what the life of a woman must be;" — or those women seen at the north by Sir A. Mackenzie, who performed this pious duty towards infants whenever they had an opportunity. " After the first delight, the young mother experiences feelings a little different, according as the birth of a son or a daughter has been announced, " Is it a son ? A soi-t of glory swells at this thought the heart of the mother; she seems to feel that she is en- titled to gi-atitude. She has given a citizen, a defender to her country. To her husband an heir of his name, to her- self a protector. And yet the contrast of all these fine titles with this being, so humble, soon strikes her. At the aspect of this frail treasure, opposite feelings agitate her 152 WOJIAN IX THE heart ; she seems to recognise in him a nature superior to her own, but subjected to a low condition, and she honours a future greatness in the object of extreme compassion. Somewhat of that respect and adoration for a feeble child, of which some fine pictures oflter the expression in the fea- tures of the happy Mary, seem reproduced with the young mother who has given birth to a son. ; " Is it a daughter ? There is usually a slight degree of regret ; so deeply rooted is the idea of the superiority of man in happiness and dignity, and yet, as she looks upon this child, she is more and more softened towards it — a deep sympathy — a sentiment of identity with this delicate being takes possession of her ; an extreme pity for so much weakness, a more pressing need of prayer stirs her heart. Whatever sorrows she may have felt, she dreads for her daughter ; but she will guide' her to become much wiser, much better than herself. And then the gaiety, the frivolity of the young woman have their turn. This little creature is a floAver to cultivate, a doll to decorate." Similar sadness at the birth of a daughter I have heard mothers express not unfrequently. As to this living so entirely for men, I should think when it was proposed to women they would feel, at least, some spark of the old spirit of races allied to our own. If he is to be my bridegroom and lord, cries Brunhilda,* he must first be able to pass through fire and water. I will serve at the banquet, say the Walkyric, but only him who, in the trial of deadly combat, has shown himself a hero. * See the Nibelungen Lays. NINETEENTH CENTURT. 153 If women are to be bondmaids, let it be to men supe- rior to women in fortitude, in aspiration, in moral power, in refined sense of beauty ! You who give yourselves " to be supported," or because " one must love something," are they M'ho make the lot of the sex such, that mothers are sad when daughters are born. It marks the state of feeling on this subject that it was mentioned, as a bitter censure on a woman who had influ- ence over those younger than herself ; " She makes those girls want to see heroes ?" " And will that hurt them ?" " Certainly; how can you ask ? They will find none and so they will never be married." " Get married " is the usual phrase, and the one that correctly indicates the thought, but the speakers, on this occasion, were persons too outwardly refined to use it. They were ashamed of the word, but not of the thing. Madame Nccker, however, sees good possible in celi- bacy. Indeed, I know not how the subject could be better illus- trated, than by separating the wheat from the chaff in Madame Necker's book ; place them in two heaps, and then summon the reader to choose ; giving him fii-st a near- sighted glass to examine the two ; it might be a Christian, an astronomical, or an artistic glass, any kind of good glass to obviate acquired defects in the eye. I would lay any wager on the result. But time permits not here a prolonged analysis. I have given the clues for fault-finding. As a specimen of the good, take the following passage, 154 WOMAN IN THE on the phenomena of what I have spoken of, as the Iji'ical, or electric element in woman. " Women have been seen to show themselves poets in the most pathetic pantomimic scenes, where all the pas- sions were depicted full of beauty ; and these poets used a language unknown to themselves, and the performance once over, their inspiration was a forgotten dream. Without doubt there is an interior development to beings so gifted, but their sole mode of communication with us is their talent. They are, in all besides,, the inhabitants of another planet." Similar observations have been made by those who have seen the women at Irish wakes, or the funeral ceremonies of modern Greece or Brittany, at times when excitement gave the impulse to genius ; but, apparently, Avithout a thought that these rare powers belonged to no other planet, but were a high development of the growth of this, and might, by wise and reverent treatment, be made to inform and embellish the scenes of every day. But, when woman has her fair chance, they will do so, and the poem of the hour will vie with that of the ages. I come now with satisfaction to my own country, and to a writci", a female writer, whom I have selected as the clearest, wisest, and kindliest, who has, as yet, used pen here on these subjects. This is Miss Sedgwick. Miss Sedgwick, tjjough she inclines to the private path, and wishes that, by the cultivation of character, might should vindicate right, sets limits nowhere, and her objects and iuduccmcnts are pure. They are the free and careful cultivation of the powers that have been given with an aim »t moral and intellectual perfection. Her speech is mode- NINETEENTH CENTURY- 155 rate and sane, but never palsied by fear or sceptical cau- tion. Herself a fine example of the independent and beneficent existence that intellect and character can give to woman, no less than man, if she know how to seek and prize it ; also that the intellect need not absorb or weaken, but rather will refine and invigorate the affections, the teachings of her practical good sense come with great force, and cannot fail to avail much. Every way her writings please me both as to the means and the ends. I am pleased at the stress she lays on observance of the physical laws, because the true reason is given. Only in a strong and clean body can the soul do its message fitly. She shows the meaning of the respect paid to personal neatness both in the indispensable form of cleanliness, and of that love of order and ai-rangement, that must issue from a true harmony of feeling. The praises of cold water seem to me an excellent sign in the age. They denote a tendency to the true life. We are now to have, as a remedy for ills, not orvietan, or opium, or any quack medicine, but plenty of air and watei", with due attention to warmth and freedom in dress, and simplicity of diet. • Every day we observe signs that the natural feelings on these subjects are about to be reinstated, and the body to claim care as the abode and organ of the soul, not as the tool of servile labour, or the object of voluptuous m- dulgence. A poor woman, who had passed through the lowest grades of ignominy, seemed to think she had never been 156 WOMAN IN THE wholly lost, " for," said she, " I would always have good under-clothes;" and, indeed, who could doubt that this denoted the remains of private self-respect in the mind ? A woman of excellent sense said, " it might seem child- ish, but to her one of the most favourable signs of the times was that the ladies had been persuaded to give up corsets." Yes ! let us give up all artificial means of distortion. Let life be healthy, pure, all of a piece. Miss Sedgwick, iu teaching that domestics must have the means of bathing as much as then* mistresses, and time, too, to bathe, has symbolized one of the most important of human rights. Another interesting sign of the time is the influence exercised by two women. Miss Martineau and Miss Barrett, fi-om their sick rooms. The lamp of life which, if it had been fed only by the aifectious, depended on precarious human relations, would scarce have been able to maintain a feeble glare in the lonely prison, now shines far and wide over the nations, cheering fellow-sufi'erers and hallowing the joy of the healthful. These persons need not health or youth, or the charms of personal presence, to make their thoughts available. A few more such, and old woman* shall not be the s}tio- nyme for imbecility, nor old maid a term of contempt, nor woman be spoken of as a reed shaken in the wind. It is time, indeed, that men and women both should cease to grow old in any other way than as the tree does, full of grace and honour. The hair of the artist turns white, but his eye shines clearer than ever, and Ave feel * An apposite passage is quoted in A})pendix F. NINETEENTH CENTriiY. 157 that age brings him maturity, not decay. So would it be with all, were the springs of immortal refreshment but un- sealed within the soul; then, like these Avomen, they would see, from the lonely chamber window, the glories of the universe ; or, shut in darkness, be visited by angels. I now touch on my own place and day, and, as I write, events are occm-ring that threaten the fair fabric approached by so long an avenue. Week before last, the Gentile was requested to aid the Jew to return to Palestine, for the Millennium, the reign of the son of Mary, was near. Just now, at high and solemn mass, thanks were returned to the Virgin for having delivered O'Connell fi-om nnjust im- prisonment, in requital of his having consecrated to her the league formed in behalf of Liberty on Tara's Hill. But last Aveek brought news which threatens that a cause identical with the enfranchisement of Jews, Irish, women, ay, and of Americans in general, too, is in danger, for the choice of the people threatens to rivet the chains of slavery and the leprosy of sin permanently on this nation, through the annexation of Texas! Ah ! if this should take place, who will dare again to feel the thi-ob of heavenly hope, as to the destiny of this country ? The noble thought that gave unity to all our knowledge, harmony to all ojir designs ; — the thought that the progress of history had brought on the era, the tissue of prophecies pointed out the spot, where humanity was, at last, to have a fair chance to know itself, and all men be born free and equal for the eagle's flight, flutters as if about to leave the breast, which, deprived of it, will have no more a nation, no more a home on earth. 158 '^^■c:.!AN ix the Women of my countrj ! — Exaltadas ! if such tLere be — ^Womeu of English, old English nobleness, who luicler- stancl the courage of Boadicoa, the sacrifice of Godiva, the power of Queen Emma to tread the red hot-iron unharmed. Women who share the nature of Mrs. Hutchinson, Lady Russell, and the mothers of our own revolution — have you nothing to do with this? You see the men, how they are willing to sell, shamelessly, the happiness of countless ge- nerations of fellow-creatures, the honour of their country,^ and their immortal souls, for a mouey-market and political power. Do you not feel within yon that which can reprove them, which can check, which can convince them ? You would not speak in vain ; whether each in her own home, or banded in unison. Tell these men tliat yon ^viIl not accept the glittering baubles, spacious dwellings, and plentiful service, they mean to ofi'er you through these means. Tell them that the heart of women demands nobleness and honour in men, and that, if they have not purity, have not mercy, they are no longer fathers, lovers, husbands, sons of yours. This cause is your own, for, as I have before said, there is a reason wliy the foes of African slavery seek more free- dom for women ; but put it not upon that ground, but on the ground of right. If you have a power, it is a moral power. The films of interest are not so close around you as around the men. If you will but think, you cannot fail to wish to save the country from this disgrace. Let not slip the occasion, but do something to lift off the curse inairred by Eve. You have heard the women engaged in the abolition NINETEENTH CENTURY. 159 movement accused of boldness, because they lifted the voice in public, and lifted the latch of the stranger. But were these acts, whether performed judiciously or no, so bold as to dare before God and man to partake the fruits of such offence as this ? You hear much of the modesty of your sex. Preserve it, by filling the mind with noble desires that shall ward off the corruptions of vanity and idleness. A profligate woman, who left her accustomed haunts and took service in a New York boarding-house, said " she had never heara talk so vile at the Five Points, as from the ladies at the boarding-house." And why? Because they were idle; because, having nothing worthy to engage them, they dwelt, with unnatural curiosity, on the ill they dared not go to see. It will not so much injure your modesty to have your name, by the unthinking, coupled with idle blame, as to have upon your soul the weight of not trying to save a whole race of women from the scorn that is put upon their modesty. Think of this well.! I entreat, I conjure you, before it is too late. It is my belief that something effectual might be done by women, if they would only consider the sub- ject, and enter upon it in the true spirit, a spirit gentle, but firm, and which feared the offence of none, save One who is of purer eyes than to behold iniquity. And now I have designated in outline, if not in fulness, the stream which is ever flowing from the heights of my thought. In the earlier tract, I was told, I did not make mv 160 WOiLA-N IN THE meaning suflScientlj clear. In tliis I have consequently tried to illustrate it in various ways, and may have been guilty of much repetition. Yet, as I am anxious to leave no room for doubt, I shall venture to retrace, once more, the scope of my design in points, as was done in old- fashioned sermons. Man is a bemg of two-fold relations, to nature beneath, and intelligences above him. The earth is his school, if not his bu-th-place : God his object ; life and thought, his means of interpreting nature, and aspiring to God. Only a fraction of this pm-pose is accomplished in the life of any one man. Its entire accomplishment is to be hoped only from the sum of the lives of men, or man con- sidered as a whole. As this whole has one soul and one body, any injury or obsti'uction to a part, or to the meanest member, affects the whole. Man can never be perfectly happy or virtuous, till all men are so. To address man wisely, you must not forget that his life is partly animal, subject to the same laws with nature. But you cannot address him wisely unless you consider him still more as soul, and appreciate the conditions and destiny of soul. The growth of man is two-fold, masculine and femi- nine. As for as these two methods can be distinguished, they are so as — Energy and Harmony. Power and Beauty. Intellect and Love. NINETEENTH CENTUUY. 161 Or by some such rude classification, for we have not language primitive and pure enough to express such ideas with precision. These two sides are supposed to be expressed in man and woman, that is, as the more and less, for the faculties have not been given pure to either, but only in preponder- ance. There are also exceptions in great number, such as men of far more beauty than power, and the reverse. But as a general rule, it seems to have been the intention to give a preponderance on the one side, that is called masculine, and on the other, one that is called feminine. There cannot be a doubt that, if these two develop- ments were in perfect harmony, they would correspond to and fulfil one another, like hemispheres, or the tenor and bass in music. But there is no perfect harmony in human nature ; and the two parts answer one another only now and then, or, if there be a persistent consonance, it can only be traced, at long intervals, instead of discoursing an obvious melody. What is the cause of this? Man, in the order of time, was developed first; as ■(nergy comes before harmony ; power before beauty. Woman was therefore under his care as an elder. He might have been her guardian and teacher. But as human nature goes not straight forward, but by excessive action and then reaction in an undulated course, he misunderstood and abused his advantages, and became her temporal master instead of her spiritual sire. On himself came the punishment. He educated womau 162 WOMAN m THE - more as a servant tlian a daughter, antl found himself a king without a queen. The children of this unequal union showed imequal natures, and, more and more, men seemed sons of the hand-maid, rather than princes. At last there were so many Tshmaelites that the rest grew frightened and indignant. They laid the blame on Hagar, and drove her forth into the wilderness. But there were none the fewer Ishmaelites for that. At last men became a little wiser, and saw that the infant Moses was, in every case, saved by the pure in- stincts of woman's breast. For, as too much adversity is better for the moral nature fhan too much prosperity, woman, in this respect, dwindled less than man, though in other respects, still a child in leading-strings. So man did her more and more justice, and grew more and more kind. But yet, his habits and his will corrupted by the past, he did not clearly see that woman was half himself, that her interests were identical with his, and that, by the law of their common being, he could never reach his true pro- ])ortions while she remained in anywise shorn of hers. And so it has gone on to our day ; both ideas develop- ing, but more slowly than they would under a clearer recognition of truth and justice, which would have per- mitted the sexes their due influence on one another, and mutual improvement from more dignified relations. Wherever there was pure love, the natural influences were, for the time, restored. AVherever the poet or artist gave free course to his NINETEENTH CENTURV. 163 genius, he saw the truth, and expressed it in worthy forms, for these men especially share and need the feminine prin- ciple. The divine birds need to be brooded into life and song by mothers. Wherever religion (I mean the thirst for truth and good, not the love of sect and dogma) had its course, the original design was apprehended in its simplicity, and the dove presaged sweetly from Dodona's oak. I have aimed to show that no age was left entii-ely Avithout a witness of the equality of the sexes in function, duty, and hope. Also that, when there was unwillingness or ignorance, which prevented this being acted upon, women had not the l^ss power for their want of light and noble fi-eedom. But it. was power which hurt alike them and those against whom they made use of the arms of the servile ; cunning, l.'iandishmcnt, and unreasonable emotion. That now the time has come when a clearer vision and better action are possible. When man and woman may regard one another as brother and sister, the pillars of one porch, the priests of one worship. I have believed and intimated that this hope would receive an ampler fruition, than ever before, in our own land. And it will do so if this land carry out the principles from which s])rang our national life. I believe that, at present, women are the best helpers of one another. Let them think ; let them act ; till they know what tjc}' need. 1G4 WOMAN IN THE We onlj^ ask of men to remove arbitrary barriers. Some would like to do more. But I believe it needs for woman to show herself in her native dignity, to teach them how to aid her ; theu" minds are so encumbered by tradition. When Lord Edward Fitzgerald travelled with the In- dians, his manly heart obliged him at once to take the packs from the squaws and carry them. But we do not read that the red men followed his example, though they are ready enough to carry the pack of the white woman, because she seems to them a superior being. Let woman appear in the mild majesty of Ceres, and rudest churls will be willing to learn from her. You ask, what use will she make of liberty, when she has so long been sustained and restrained ? I answer ; in the first place, this will not be suddenly given. I read yesterday a debate of this year on the subject of enlarging women's rights over property. It was a leaf from the class-hook that is preparing for the needed instruction. The men learned visibly as they spoke. The champions of woman saw the fallacy of arguments, on the opposite side, and were startled by then- own convictions. With then- wives at home, and the readers of the paper, it was the same. And so the stream flows on ; thought urging action, and acrion leading to the evolution of still better thought. But, were this freedom to come suddenly, I have no fear of the consequences. Individuals might commit ex- cesses, but there is not only in the sex a reverence for de- corums and limits inherited and enhanced from generation to generation, which manv years of other life could not NINETEENTH CENTURY. 1G5 'fface, but a native love, in woman as woman, of propor- :ion, of " the simple art of not too much/' a Greek mode- ration, which would create immediately a i-estraining part}', the natural legislators and instructors of the rest, would gradually establish such rules as are needed to guard, without impeding, life. The Graces would lead the choral dance, and teach the rest to regulate their steps to the measure of beauty. But if you ask me Avhat offices they may fill; I reply — any. I do not care what case you put ; let them be se»- captains, if you will. I do not doubt there are women well fitted for such an office, and, if so, I should be glad to see them in it, as to welcome the Maid of Saragossa, or the Maid of Missolonghi, or the Suliote heroine, or Emily Plater. I think women need, especially at this junctm'e, a. much greater range of occupation than they have, to rouse their latent powers. A party of travellers lately visited a lonely hut on a mountain- There they found an old woman, that told them she and her husband had lived there forty years. " Why," they said, " did you choose so barren a spot ? She " did not know; it was the mans notion.^' And, duriug forty years, she had been content to act, without knowing why, upon " the man's notion." I would not have it so. In families that 1 know, some little girls like to saw Avood, others to use carpenters' tools. Where these tastes are indulged, cheerfulness and good-humour arc promoted. "VMiere they are forbidden, because " such things are not '^roper for girls," they grow sullen and mischievous. 166 V/0>L\N IN THE Fourier had observed these wants of women, as uo one can fail to do who watches the desires of little gu'ls, or knows the ennui that haunts grown women, except where they make to themselves a serene little world by art of some kind. He, therefore, in proposing a great variety of employments, in manufactures or the care* of plants aud animals, allows for one-third of woman, as likely to have a taste for masculine pursuits, one-third of men for feminine. Who does not observe the immediate glow and serenity that is diffused over the life of Avomen, before restless or fi-etful, by engaging in gardening, building, or the lowest department of art. Here is something that is not routine, something that draws forth life toward the infinite. I have no doubt, however, that a large proportion of women would give themselves to the same employments as now, because there are cu'cumstances that must lead them. Mothers will delight to make the nest soft and warm. Nature would take care of that ; no need to clip the wings of any bird that wants to soar aud sing, or finds in itself the strength of pinion for a migratory flight unusual to its kind. The difference would be that all need not be con- strained to employments, for which some are unfit. Ihave urged upon the sex self-subsistence in its two forms of self-reliance and self-impulse, because I believe them to be the needed means of the present juncture. I have urged on woman independence of man; not that I do not think the sexes mutually needed by one another, but because in woman this fact has led to an excessive devotion, Avhich has cooled love, degraded marriage, aad NINETEENTH CENTUKT, 1G7 prevented either sex from being Avhat it should be to itself or the other. I Avish woman to live, first for God's sake. Then she will not make an imperfect man her god, and thus sink to idolatry. Then she will not take what is not fit for her from a sense of weakness and poverty. Then, if she finds Avhat she needs in man embodied, she will know how to love, and be worthy of being loved. By being more a soul, she will not be less woman, for nature is perfected through spirit. Now there is no woman, only an overgrown child. That her hand may be given with dignity, she must be able to stand alone. I wish to see men and women capable of such relations as are depicted by Landor in his Pericles and Aspasia, where grace is the natural garb of strength, and the affections are calm, because deep. The softness is that of a firm tissue, as when " The gods approve The depth, but not the tumult of the soul, A fervent, not ungovernable love." A profound thinker has said, " no married woman can represent the female world, for she belongs to her husband. The idea of woman must be represented by a TU'gin. But that is the very fault of marriage, and of the pre- sent relation between the sexes, that the woman does belong to the man, instead of forming a whole with him. Were it otherwise, there would be no such limitation to the thought. Woman, self-centred, would never be absorbed by any relation ; it would be only an experience to her as to man* 168 WOilAN IX THE It is a vulgar error that love, a love to woman is her whole existence ; she also is boru for Truth and Love in their universal energy. '\\'ould she but assume her inheritance, Mary would not be the only virgin mother. Not Manzoni alone would celebrate in his wife the virgin mind with the maternal wisdom and conjugal affections. The soul is ever young, ever virgin. And will not she soon appear ? The woman who shall vindicate theii' birthi-ight for all women ; who shall teach them what to claim, and how to use what they obtain ? Shall not her name be for her €ra Victoria; for her country and life, Virginia ? Yet predictions are rash ; she herself must teach us to give her the fitting name. An idea not unknown to ancient times has of late been revived, that, in the metamorphoses of life, the soul as- sumes the form, first of man, then of woman, and takes the chances, and reaps the benefits of either lot. Why then, say some, lay such emphasis on the rights or needs of woman ? AVhat she wins not, as woman, will come to her as man. That makes no difference. It is not woman, but the law of right, the law of growth, that speaks in us, and de- mands the perfection of each being iu its kind, apple as apple, woman as woman. Witliout adopting your theory, I know that I, a daughter, live through the life of many; but what concerns mc now is, that my life be a beautiful, powerful, in a word, a complete life in its kind. Had I but one more moment to live, I must wish the same. Suppose, at the end of your cycle, your great world-year, all will be completed, whether I exert myself or not (and KINETEENTH CEHTTRT. 169 the supposition is false), but suppose it true, am I to be ia- different about it ? Not so ! I must beat my own pulse true in the heart of the world ; that is virtue, excellence, health. Thou, Lord of Day ! didst leave tis to-night so calmly glorious, not dismayed that cold winter is coming, not post- poning thy beneficence to the fruitful summer Thou didst smile on thy day's work when it was done, and adorn thy down-going as thy up-rising, for thou art loyal, and it is thy nature to give life, if thou canst, and shine at all events ! I stand in the sunny noon of life. Objects no longer glitter in the dews of morning, neither are yet softened by the shadows of evening. Every spot is seen, every chasm revealed. Climbing the dusty hill, some fair effigies that once stood for s}Tnbo]s of human destiny have been broken; those I still have with me, show defects in this broad light. Yet enough is left, even by experience, to point distinctly to the glories of that destiny; faint, but not to be mistaken streaks of the future day. I can say, with the bard — " Though many have suffered shipwreck, still beat noble hearts." Always the soul says to us all : Cherish your best hopea as a faith, and abide by them in action. Such shall be the eflFectual fervent means to their fulfilment: — For the Power to whom we bow Has given its pledge that, if not now, They of pure and stedfast mind, By faith exalted, truth refined, 170 WOMAN m THE Shall hear all music loud and clear, Whose first notes they ventured here. Then fear not thou to wind the horn, Though elf and gnome thy courage scorn; Ask for the Castle's King and Queen ; Though rabble rout may rush between, Beat thee senseless to the ground, In the dark beset thee round ; Persist to ask and it will come, Seek not for rest in humbler home ; So shalt thou see what few have seen, The palace home of King and Queen. l^th Novemher, 1844. APPENDIX. APPENDIX. A. Apparition of the goddess Isis to her votary, from Apu- leius. " Scarcely had I closed my eyes, when behold (I saw in a di'eam) a divine form emerging fi-ora the middle of the sea, and raising a countenance venerable, even to the gods themselves. Afterwards^ the whole of the most splendid image seemed to stand before me, having gradually shaken off the sea. I will- endeavour to explain to you its admir- able form, if the poverty of human language will but afford me the po'wer of an appropriate narration ; or if the divinity itself, of the most luminous form, will supply me with a liberal abundance of fluent diction. In the first place, then, her most copious and long hairs,, being gradually intorted, and promiscuously scattered on her divine neck, were softly defluous. A multiform crown, consisting of various flowers, bound the sublime summit of her head, and in the middle of the crown, just on her forehead, there was a smooth robe resembrmg a mirror, or rather a white refulgent light, 174 APPEKDIX. ■n-liich indicated that she was the moon. Vipers rising np after the manner of furrows, environed the crown on the right hand and on the left, and Cerealian ears of corn were also extended from above. Her garment was of many colours, and woven from the finest flax, and was at one time lucid with a white splendour, at another yellow from the flower of crocus, and at another flaming with a rosy redness. But that which most excessively dazzled my sight was a very black robe, fulgid with a dark splendour, and which, spreading round and passing under her right side, and ascending to her left shoulder, there rose protu- berant, like the centre of a shield, the dependent part of her robe falling in many folds, and having small knots of fringe gracefully flowing in its extremities. Glittering stars were dispersed through the embroidered border of the robe, and through the whole of its surface, and the full moon, shining in the middle of the stars, breathed forth flaming fires. A crown, wholly consisting of flowers and fruits of every kind, adhered with indivisible connexion to the border of this conspicuous robe, in all its undulating motions. '* What she carried in her hands also consisted of things of a very different nature. Her right hand bore a brazen rattle, through tlic narrow lamina of which, bent like a belt, certain rods passing, produced a sharp triple sound through the vibrating motion of her arm. An oblong vessel, in the shape of a boat, depended firom her left hand, on the handle of which, in that part which was conspicuous, an asp raised its erect head and largely swelling neck. And shoes, woven from the leaves of the victorious palm tree, covered her immortal feet. Such, and so great a goddess, breath- APPENDIX. 17& ing tnc frngrnnt odour of the shores of Ai-abia the happy, deigned thus to address me." The foreign English of the translator, Thomas Taylor, gives the description the air of being, itself, a part of the Jfysteries. But its majestic beauty requii-es no formal initiation to be enjoyed. B. Tgive this, in the original, as it does not bear translation, Those •\\ho read Italian will judge whether it is not a per- fect description of a perfect woman. LODI E PREGHIERE A MARIA. Vcrgine bell a che di sol vestita, Coronata di stelle, al somnio Sole Piacesti si, che'n te sua luce ascose ; AmoT mi spinge a dir di te parole ; Ma non so 'ncominciar senza tu* aita,* E di Colui che ainando in te si pose. Invoco lei che ben sempre rispose, Chi la chiamd con fede. Vergine, s'a mercede Miseria extrema dell' smane cose Giammai ti volse, al mio prego t'inchina : Soccorri alia raia guerra ; Bench' i' sia terra, e tu del ciel Regina. Vergine saggia, e del bel niunero una Delle beate vergini prudenti ; Anzi la prima, e con pivi chiara lampa ; O saldo scudo dell' aiEitte gente Contra colpi di Morte e di Fortuna, 178 APPENDIX, Sotto' 1 qual si trionfa, non pur scampa : O refrigerio alcieco ardor ch' avvampa . Qui fra mortali sciocchi, Yergine, que' begli ogcH. Che vider tristi la spietatastampa Ne' dolci menibii.deltuo caro figlio, . Tolgi al itiio dubbio stato ; Che sconsigliato a te Dvie per consiglib. Vergine pura, d'ogni parte intera, Del tuo parto gentil figliuola e madre ; Che allumi questa vita, e I'altra adorni ; Per tail tuo Figlio e quel del sommo Padre, O finestra del ciel lucente altera, Venne a salvarne in sui gli estremi giorni, E- fra-tutt' i terreni altri sog^omi • Sola tu fusti eletta, Yergine benede tta, Che '1 pianto d' Eva in aTLegrezza torni' ; Fammi ; che puoi ; della sua grazia degno, Senzafine bcata, Giii coronata nel supemo regno. Yergine santa d'ogni grazia plena ; Che per vera e altissima umiltate Salisti al ciel, onde miei preghi ascolti ; r Tu partoristi il fonte di pietate, E'di giustizia il Sol, che rasscrena n sccol pien d' errori oscuri e folti: Tre dolci e eari nomi ha- in te raccoltJ,' Madre, Pigiuola, e Sposa ; Yergine gloriosa, Donna del He che nostri lacci ha-sclolti, Efatto '1 mondo libero « felice ; Nellc cui sante piaghe Prcgro ch'appaghe il cor vera beatrlce. APPENDIX* ■ 177- Vergine sola al mondo senza esempio,; Che '1 ciel di tue bellezze innamorasti, , Qiii nd prima fu simil, ne seconda ; - Santi pensieri, atti pietosi e casti Al vero Dio sacrato, e vivo tempio Eecero in tua virginita feconda. Per et puo la mia vita esser giocondaj S' a' tuoi preghi, o Maeia Vergine dolce, e pia, Ove, '1 fallo abbondo, la grazia abbondao*. • Con le ginocchia della mente inchine Prego ehe sia mia scorta ; E la mia torta via"drizzi a buon fine. Vergiae cHara, e stabile in etemo, Di questo tempestoso mare stella ; D'ogni fedel ntjccliier fidata guida ; Port mente in che terribile procella I mi ritrovo sol senza- govemo, Ed ho gia' da vicin I'ultime strida : Ma ptir' in te I'anima mia si fida ; Peccatrice ; i' nol nego,- Vergine : ma te prego Che '1 tuo nemico del mia mal non rida<;' . Ricorditi che fece il peccar nostro Prender Dio, per scampaxne, Uixiana came al tuo wginal ohristro. Vergine, quante lagrime ho gi?i sparte, Quanta lusinghe, e quanti preghi'indarno. ' Pux per mia pena:; e per mio grave danno !- ' Da poi ell' i nacqui in su la riva d' Arno ; Cercando or questa cd or quell altra parte, Non e stata mia vita altro ch' affanno, Mortal- bell ezza, atti, e parole m' hanno J73 APPENDIX. Tutta ingombrate 1' alma. Yergine sacra, ed alma, Non tardar ; ch' i' non forse aU' ultim'ann, I di miei piu correnti che saetta, Pra miserie e peccati Sonsen audati, e sol j\Iorte u'aspetta. Yero-ine, tale e terra, e posto ha iii doglia Lo mio cor ; che vivendo in pianto il tenne ; E di mille miei mali un non sapea ; E per saperlo, pur quel che n'av\'enne, Eora awenuto : ch' ogni altra sua voglia Era a me morte, ed a lei fama rea Or tu, donna del ciel, tu nostra Dea, Se du- lice, e conviensi ; Yergine d'alti sensi Tu vedi il tutto ; e quel che non potea Far altri, e nuUa a e la tua gran \'irtute.; Ton fine al mio dolore ; Ch'a te onore ed a me fia salute. Yergine, in cui ho tutta mia speranza Che possi e TOgli al gran bisogno aitarme ; Non mi lasciare in su restremo passo : Non guardar me, ma chi degn^ crearme ; No'l mio valor, ma I'alta sua scmbianza ; Che in me ti mova a curar d'uorm si basso. Medusa, e 1' error mio io han fatto un sasBO D'umor vano stillante ; Yergine, tu di sante Lagrime, e pic adcmpi '1 mio cor lasso ; Ch' almen 1' ultimo pianto sia divoto, Senza terrestro limo ; Come fu'l primo non d'insania voto. Vergine umona, e nemica d'orgoglio» Del comune principio amor t'induca j APPEKTJIX. jl79 Miserere d' un cor contiito umile ; Che se poca mortal terra caduca Amar con si mirabil fede soglio ; Che devro far di te cosa gentile ? Se dal mio state assai miscro, e vile Per le tue man resurgo, Vergine : e sacro, e purgo Al t'uo nome e pens ieri e'ngegno, e stUe ; La lingua, e'l cor, le lagrime, e i sospiri, Scorgimi al miglior guado ; E prendi in grado i cangiati desiri. II di s'appressa, e non pote esser lunge ; Si corre il tempo, e vola, Vergine unica, e soln ; E'l cor' or conscienza, or morte punge. Raccommandami al tuo Figliuol, verace Uom 1, ' verace Die; Ch accolga 1 niio spirto ultimo in pace As the Scandinavian represented Frigga the Earth, or World mother, knowing all things, yet never herself reveal- ing them, though ready to be called to counsel by the Gods. It represents her in action, decked with jewels and gor- geously attended. But, says tlie Mythos, when she ascended the throne of Odin, her consort (Heaven), she left with mortals, her friend, the Goddess of Sympathy, to protect them in her absence. Since, SjTnpathy goes about to do good. Especially she devotes herself to the most valiant and the most oppressed. She consoled the Gods in some degree even for the death of 180 APPENDIX. theii" darling Baldur. Among the Heavenly powers she has no consort. C. "THE WEDDING OF THE LADY THERESA." FROM LOCKHART's SPANISH BALLADS. ' Twas when the fifth Alphonso in Leon held his sway, King Abdalla of Toledo an embassy did send ; He asked his sister for a wife, and in an evil day Alphonso sent her, for he feared Abdalla to olfend ; He feared to move his anger, for many times before He had recc'.ved in danger much succour- from the 'Moor. Sad heart had fair Theresa, when ihe their paction knew ; With streaming tears she heard them tell she''mong the Moors must go ; That she, a Cliristian damsel, a Christian firm and true. Must wed a Moorish husband, it well might cause her wo : But all her tears and all her prayers they are of small avail ; At length she for her fate prepares, a victim sad and pale. The king hath sent his sister to fair Toledo town, Where then the Moor Abdalla his royal state did keep ; When she drew near, the Moslem from his golden throne came down, And courteously received her, and bade her cease to weep; With loving words he pressed her to come his bower -within ; Witli kisses he caressed her, but still she feared the sin. " Sir King, Sir King, I pray thee" — 'twas thus Theresa spake — " I pray thee, have compassion, and do to me no wrong ; For sleep with tliee I may not, unless the vows I break "Wkereby I to the holy church of Chi-ist my Lord belong; APPENDIX. 181 For thou hast sworn to sei"V'e Mahoun, and if this thing should be, The curse of God it must bring down upon thy realm and thee. " The angel of Christ Jesu, to whom my heavenly Lord Hath given my sotd in keeping, is ever by my side ; If thou dost me dishonour, he will unsheath his sword, And smite thy body fiercely, at the crying of thy bride ; Invisible he standeth ; his sword like fiery flame, "Will penetrate thy bosom, the hour that sees my shame." The Moslem heard her with a smile ; the earnest words she said, He took for bashful maiden's wile, and drew her to his bower : In vain Theresa prayed and strove — she pressed Abdalla's bed, Perforce received his kiss of love, and lost her maiden flower. A woful woman there she lay, a loving lord beside, And earnestly to God did pray, her succour to provide. The angel of Christ Jesu her sore complaint did hear, And plucked his heavenly weapon from out his sheath unseen ; He waved the brand in his right hand, and to the King came near. And drew the point o'er limb and joint, beside the weeping Queen : A mortal weakness from the stroke upon the King did fall; He cotdd not stand Avhen daylight broke, but on his knees must crawl. 182 APPENorx-. Abdalla shuddered inly, when he this sickness felt, / And called upon his barons, his pillow to come nigh ; " Rise up." he said " my liegemen," as round his bed they knelt, " And take this Christian lady, else certainly I die ; Let gold be in your girdles, and precious stones beside, And swiftly ride to Leon, and render up my bride." When they were come to Leon, Theresa would not go Into her brother's dwelling, where her maiden years wera spent ; But o'er her downcast visage a white veil she did throw, And to the ancient nunnery of Las Huelgas went. There, long, from worldly eyes retired, a holy life she led ; There she, an aged saint, expired ; there sleeps she with the dead." D. The following extract from Spinoza is worthy of attention, as expressing the view which a man of the largest in- tellectual scope may take of woman, if that part of his life to which her influence appeals, has been left tmawakened. He was a man of the largest intellect, of unsurpassed reasoning powers, yet he makes a statement false to history, for we well know how often men and women have ruled to- gether without difficulty, and one in which very few men even at the present day, I mean men who are thinkers, like him, would acquiesce. I have put in contrast with it three -expressions of the latest literature. 1st. From the poems of W. E. Channmg, a poem called " Reverence," equally remarkable for the deep wisdom of APPKNDIX. 183 its thoiiglit and the beauty of its utterance, and containing as fine a description of one class of women as exists in lite- rature. In contrast witli this picture of woman the bappy God- dess of Beauty, the wife, the friend, " the summer queen," I add one by the author of " Festus," of a woman of the muse, the sybil kind, which seems painted fi-om living ex- perience. And thirdly, I subjoin Eugene Sue's description of a wicked, but able woman of the practical sort, and appeal to all readers whether a species that admits of three such varieties is so easily to be classed away, or kept within prescribed limits, as Spinoza, and those who think like him, believe. SPINOZA. TRACTATUS POLITICI, DE DEirOCRATU, CAPUT XI. " Perhaps some one will here ask, whether the supremacy of man over woman is attributable to nature or custom ? For if it be human institutions alone to which this fact is owing, there is no reason why we should exclude women from a share in government. Experience, however, most plainly teaches that it is woman's weakness which places her under the authority of man. Since it has nowhere happened that men and women ruled together ; but where- ever men and women are found the world over, there we see the men ruling and the women ruled, and in this order of things men and women live together in peace and hai- mony. The Amazons, it is true, are reputed formerly to have held the reins of government, but they drove men from M 184 APPENDIX. theii* dominions ; the male of their offspring they inrariably destroyed, permitting their daughters alone to live, Now if women were by nature upon an equality with men, if they equalled men in fortitude, in genius (qualities which give to men might, and consequently, right), it surely would be the case, that among the numerous and diverse nations of the earth, some would be found where both sexes ruled conjointly, and others where the men were ruled by the women, and so educated as to be mentally inferior : since this state of things nowhere exists, it is perfectly fair to infer that the rights of women are not equal to those of men ; but that women must be subordinate, and therefore cannot have an equal, far less a superior, place in the government. If, too, we consider the passions of men — how the love men feel towards women is seldom any thing but lust and impulse, and much less a reverence for qualities of soul than an admiration of physical beauty ; observing, too, how men are afflicted when their sweethearts favour otlior wooers, and other things of the same character — we shall see at a glance that it would be, in the highest degree, de- trimental to peace and harmony, for men and women to possess an equal share in government." " REVERENCE." " As an ancestral heritage revere All learning, and all thougiit. The painter's fame Is thine, whate'er thy lot, who honourest grace. And need enough in this low time, when they, Who seek to captivate the fleeting notes Of Heaven's sweet beauty, must despair almost, APPENDIX. ^8? So heavy and obdurate show the hearts Of theii- companions. Honour kindly then Those who bear up in their so generous arms The beautiful ideas of matchless forms ; For were these not portrayed, our human fate — Which is to be all high, majestical, To grow to goodness with each coming age. Till virtue leap and sing for joy to see So noble, virtuous men — would brief decay ; And the green, festering slime, oblivious, haunt About our common fate. Oh honour them I But what to all true eyes has chiefest charm, And what to every breast where beats a heart Framed to one beautiful emotion — to One sweet and natural feeling, lends a grace To all the tedious walks of common life. This is fair woman — woman, whose applause Each poet sings — woman the beautiful. Not that her fairest brow, or gentlest form, Charm us to tears ; not that the smoothest ch , Where ever rosy tints have made their home, So rivet us on her ; but that she is The subtle, delicate grace — the inward grac e. For words too excellent ; the noble, true. The majesty of earth ; the summer queen : In whose conceptions nothing but what's great Has any right. And, O ! her love for liim, Who does but his small part in honouring her; Discharging a sweet office, sweeter none. Mother and child, friend, coxuisel and repose ; — Naught matches with her, naught has leave with her To highest human praise. Farewell to him Who reverences not with an excess Of faith the beauteous sex ; all barren he Shall live a living death of mockery. 186 APPENDIX. Ah ! had but words the power, what could we say Of woman ! We, rude men, of violent phrase, Harsh action, even in repose inwardly harsh ; Whose lives walk blustering on high stilts, removed Prom all the purely gracious influence Of mother earth. To single from the host Of angel forms one only, and to her Devote our deepest heart and deepest mind, Seems almost contradiction. Unto her We owe our greatest blessings, hours of cheer. Gay smiles, and sudden tears, and more than these, A sure perpetual love. Regard her as She walks along the vast still earth ; and see ! Before her flies a laughing troop of joys, And by her side treads old experience, With never- failing voice admonitory ; The gentle, though infallible, kind advice. The watchful care, the fine regardfulness. Whatever mates with what we hope to find, All consummate in her — the summer queen. To call past ages better than what now Man is enacting on life's crowded stage, Cannot improve our worth ; and for the world Blue is the sky as ever, and the stars Kindle their crystal flames at soft-fallen eve With the same purest lustre that the east Worshipped. The river gently flows through fields Where the broad -leaved corn spreads out, and loads Its ear as when the Indian tilled the soil. The dark, green pine— green in the winter's cold, StiU whispers meaning emblems, as of old ; The cricket chirps, and the sweet, eager birds In the sad woods crowd their thick melodies ; But yet, to common eyes life's poetry Something has faded< and the cause of this APPENDIX. ] 87 May be that man, no longer at the shrine Of -vToman, kneeling with true reverence, In spite of field, wood, river, stars and sea Goes most disconsolate. A babble now, A huge and wind-swelled babble, fills the place Of that great adoration which of old Man had for woman. In these days no more Is love the pith and marrow of man's fate. Thou who in early years feelest awake To finest impulses from nature's breath. And in thy walks hearest such sounds of truth As on the common ear strike without heed, Beware of men around thee. Men are foul. With avarice, ambition and deceit ; The worst of all, ambition. This is life Spent in a feverish chase for selfish ends, Which has no A-irtue to redeem its toil But one long, stagnant hope to raise the self. The miser's life to this seems sweet and fair ; Better to pile the glittering coin, than seek To overtop our brothers and our loves. Merit in this ? AVhere lies it, though thy name Ring over distant lands, meeting the wind Even on the extremest verge of the wide world. Merit in this ? Better be hurled abroad On the vast whirling tide, than in thyself Concentred, feed upon thy own applause. Thee shall the good man yield no reverence ; But, wlaile the idle, dissolute crowd are loud In voice to send thee flattery, shall rejoice That he has 'scaped thy fatal doom, and knoTflx How humble faith m the good soul of things Provides amplest enjoyment. O my brother, If the Past's counsel any honour claim. Prom thee, go read the history of those ^Tio a like path have trod, and see a fate 188 Wretched ■with fears, changing like leaves at noon, "WTien the new wind sings in the white birch wood. Learn from the simple ehUd the rule of life, And from the movements of the unconscious tribes Of animal nature, those that bend the wing Or cleave the azure tide, content to be, What the great frame provides — freedom and grace.. Thee, sunple chUd, do the swift winds obey. And the white waterfalls with their bold leaps Follow thy movements. Tenderly the light Thee watches, girding with a zone of radiance. And aU the swinging herbs love thy soft steps." DESCRIPTION OF ANGELA, FROM " FESTUS." " I loved her for that she was beautiful. And that to me she seemed to be all natiure And all varieties of things in one ; Would set at night in clouds of tears, and rise All light and laughter in the morning ; fear No petty customs nor appearances, But think what others only dreamed about ; And say what others did but think ; and do "What others would but say ; and glory in What others dared but do ; it was these which won me; And that she never schooled within her breast One thought or feeling, but gave holyday To all ; and that she told me all her woes And wrongs and ills ; and so she made them mine In the communion of love ; and we Grew like each other, for wc loved each other : She, mild and generous as the sun in spring ; And I, like earth, all budding out with love. APPENDIX. 189 The beautiful are never desolate : For some one always loves them ; God or man ; If man abandons, God himself takes them : And thus it was. She whom I once loved died ; Tlie lightning loathes its cloud ; the soul its clay. Can I forget that hand I took in mine, Pale as pale violets, that eye, where mind And matter met alike divine ? — ah, no ! May God that moment judge me when I do ! Oh ! she was fair ; her nature once all spring And deadly beauty, like a maiden sword, Startlingly beautiful. I see her now ! Wherever thou art thy soul is in my mind ; Thy shadow hourly lengthens o'er my brain. And peoples all its pictures with thyself; Gone, not forgotten ; passed, not lost ; thou wilt shine In heaven like a bright spot in the stin ! She said she wished to die, and so she died ; For, cloudlike, she poured out her love, which was Her life, to freshen this parched heart. It Avas thus ; I said we were to part, but she said nothing ; There was no discord ; it was music ceased, Life's thrUling, bursting, bounding joy. She sate, Like a house-god, her har.ds fixed on her knee, And her dark hair lay loose and long beliind her, Through which her wild bright eye flashed like a tiint; She spake not, moved not, but she looked ihi' more, As if her eye were action, speech, and feeling. I felt it all, and came and knelt beside her. The electric touch solved both our souls together ; Then came the feeling which unmakes, undoes ; Which tears the scalike soul up by the roots. And lashes it in scorn against the skies. 19C APPENDIX. It is tlie saddest and the sorest sight, One's own love weeping. But why call ou God? But that the feeling of the boundless bounds AU feeling ; as the welkin does the world ; It is this which ones us with the whole and God. Then first we wept ; then closed and clung together; And my heart shook this building of my breast Like a live engine booming up and down : She fell upon me like a snow-wreath thawing. Never were bliss and beauty, love and wo, Ravelled and twined together into madnees. As in that one wild hour to which all else The past, is but a picture. That alone Is real, and for ever there in front. * * * After that I left her, And only saw her once again aiive." " Mother Saint Perpetua, tlie superior of the convent, was a tall woman, of about forty years, dressed in dark- gray serge, Avith a long rosary hanging at her girdle ; a white mob cap, with a long black veil, surrounded her thin wan face with its narrow hooded border. A great number of deep transverse wrinkles ploughed her brow, which resembled yellowish ivory in colour and substiuice. Her keen and prominent nose was carved like the hooked beak of a bird of prey; her black eye was piercing and sagacious ; her face was at once intelligent, firm, and cold. ^'For comprehending iiad m;in;igii5g the ra;\terial iutereistj APPENDIX. 191 of the society, Mother Saint Perpetua could have vied with the shrewdest and most wily lawyer. When women are possessed of what is called business talent, and when they apply thereto the sharpness of perception, the indefatigable perseverence, the prudent dissimulation, and above all, the correctness and rapidity of judgment at first sight, which are peculiar to them, they arrive at prodigious results. " To Mother Saint Perpetua, a woman of a strong and solid head, the vast monied business of the society was but child's play. None better than she understood how to buy depreciated properties, to raise them to their original value, and sell them to advantage ; the average purchase of rents, the fluctuations of exchange, and the current prices of shares in all the leading speculations, were perfectly fami- liar to her. Never had she directed her agents to make a single false speculation, when it had been the question how to invest funds, with which good souls were constantly en- dowing the society of Saint Mary. She had established in the house a degree of order, of discipline, and, above all, of economy, that were indeed remarkable ; the constant aim of all her exertions being, not to enrich herself, but the community over which she presided; for the spirit of as- sociation, when it is directed to an object of collective selfishness, gives to corporations all the faults and vices of individuals." E. The following is an extract fi-om a letter addressed to me by one of the monks of the 19th century. A parti have omitted, because it does not express my own view, 192 APPENDIX, unless with qualifications which I conld not make, except by full discussion of the subject. " Woman in the 1 9th century should be a pure, chaste, holy being. This state of being in woman is no more attained by the expansion of her intellectual capacity, than by the aug- mentation of her physical force. Neither is it attained by the increase or refinement of her love for man, or for any object whatever, or for all objects collectively; but. This state of being is attained by the reference of all her powers and all her actions to the source of Universal Love, whose constant requisition is a pure, chaste, and holy life. So long as woman looks to man (or to society) for that which slie needs, she will remain in an indigent state, for he himself is indigent of it, and as much needs it as she does. So long as this indigence continues, all unions or rela- tions constructed between man and woman are constructed in indigence, and can produce only indigent results or un- happy consequences. The unions now constructing, as well as those in which the parties constructing them were generated, being based on self-delight, or lust, can lead to no more happiness in the 2()th, than is found in tlic 19th century. It is not amended institutions, it is not improved edu- cation, it is not another selection of individuals for union, that can meliorate the sad result, but the basis of the imion must be changed. If in the natural order Woman and Man would adhere strictly to physiological or natural laws, in physical chas- APPENDIX. 193 tity, a most beautiful amendment of the human race, and human condition, M'ould in a few generations ado'-n tbe world. Still, it belongs to Woman in the spiritual order, to de- vote herself wholly to her eternal husband, and become the I'ree Bride of the One who alone can elevate her to her true position, and reconstruct her a pure, chaste, and holy beine;." F. I have mislaid an extract fi-om " The Memoirs of an American Lady," which I wished to use on this subject, but its import is, briefly, this : — Observing of how little consequence the Indian women ai"e in youth, and how much in age, because in that trying life, good counsel and sagacity are more prized than charms, ]\Ii-s. Grant expresses a wish that Reformers would take a hint fi-om the observation of this or jurastance. In another place she says : " The misfortun»» of our sex, is, that young womefi are not regarded as the material from which old women must be made." I quote from memory, but believe the weight of the re- mark is retained. a EuRTPiDES. Sophocles. As many allusions are made in the foregoing pages to characters of women drawn by the Greek dramatists^ which may not be familiar to the majority of readers, I have bor- 194: APIENDIX. rowed from the papers of Miranda some notes upon them, I trust the gu-lish tone of apostrophizing rapture may be excused. IMiranda was very young at the time of wiiting, compared with her present mental age. Now, she would express the same feelings, but in a worthier garb — if she expressed them at all. " Iphigenia ! Antigone I you were worthy to live ! We are fallen on evil times, my sisters ! our feelings have been checked; our thoughts questioned; our forms dwarfed and defaced by a bad nurture. Yet hearts, like yoiu's, are in our breasts, living, if unawakened, and om* minds are capable of the same resolves. You, we understand at once ; those who stare upon us pertly in the street, we cannot — could never understand. You knew heroes, maidens, and yom- fathers were kings of men. You believed in your country, and the gods of your country. A great occasion was given to each, whereby to test her character. You did not love on earth; for the poets Avished to show us the force of woman's nature, vhgin and unbiassed. You were women; not wives, or lovers, or mothers. Those are great names, but we are glad to see you in untouched flower. Were brothers so dear, then, Antigone ? "We have no brothers. We see no men into whose lives we dare look stedfastly, or to whose destinies we look forward confidently. We care not for their urns; what inscription could we put upon them ? They live for petty successes ; or to win daily the bread of the day. Nospai-k of kmgly fire flashes from their eyes. APPENDIX. 19B None I are there none? ' It is a base speech to say it. Yes ! there are some such; we have sometimes caught their glances. But rarely have they been rocked in the same cradle as we, and they do not look upon us much; for the time is not yet come. Thou art so grand and simple ! Ave need not follow thee; thou dost not need our love. But, sweetest Iphigenia; who knew tltee, as to me thou art known ? I was not born in vain, if only for the heavenly tears I have shed with thee. She will be grateful for them. I have understood her wholly; as a friend should, better than she understood herself. "With what artless art the narrative rises to the crisis. The conflicts in Agamemnon's mind, and the imputations of Mcnelaus give us, at once, the full image of him, strong in will and pride, weak in virtue, weak in the noble powers of the mind that depend on imagination. He suffers, yet it requires the presence of his daughter to make him feel the full horror of what he is to do. " Ah me ! that breast, those cheeks, those golden tresses !" It is her beauty, not her misery, that makes the pathos. This is noble. And then, too, the injustice of the gods, that she, this creature of unblemished loveliness, must pe- rish for the sake of a worthless woman. Even Menelaus feels it, the moment he recovers from his wrath. " What hath she to do, The virgin daughter, with my Helena ! * * Its former reasonings now My soul foregoes. ♦ * • * 19G APPENDIX. For it is not just That thou should' st groan, but my affaii-s go pleasantly, That those of thy house should die, and mine see the light.' Indeed the overwhelmed aspect of the king of men might well move him. Men. " Brother, give me to take thy right hand. Aga. I give it, for the victory is thine, and I am wretched. I am, indeed, ashamed to drop the tear, And not to drop the tear I am ashamed." How beautifully is Ijihigenia introduced; beaming more and more softly on us with eveiy touch of description.^ After Clytemnestra has given Orestes (then an infant) out of the chariot, she says : — " Ye females, in your arms, Receive her, for she is of tender age. Sit here by my feet, my child. By thy mother, Iphigenia, and show These strangers how I am blessed in thee, And here address thee to thy father." Iphi. " Oh mother, should I run, would'st thou be angry ? And embrace my father breast to breast ?" With the same sweet timid trust she prefers the request to himself, and as he holds her in his arms, he seems as noble as Guido's Archangel ; as if he never could siuk below the trust of such a being ! The Achilles, in the first scene, is fine. A true Greek hero ; not too good; all flushed with the pride of youth; but capable of god-like impulses. At first, he thinks only APPENDIX. 197 of hia own wounded pride (when he finds Iphigenia has been decoyed to Aulis under the pretext of becoming his wife) ; but the grief of the queen soon makes him superior to his arrogant chafings. How well he says: — " Far as a young man may, I will repress So great a wrong." By seeing him here, we understand why he, not Hector, was the hero of the Iliad. The beautiful moral nature of Hector was early developed by close domestic ties, and the cause of his country. Excepting a purer simplicity of speech and manner, he might be a modern and a Christian. But Achilles is cast in the largest and most vigorous mould of the earlier day : his nature is one of the richest capa- bilities, and therefore less quickly unfolds its meaning. The impression it makes at the early period is only of poAver and pride ; running as fleetly with his armour on as with it off ; but sparks of pure lustre are struck, at mo- ments, from the mass of ore. Of this sort is his refusal to see the beautiful virgin he has promised to protect. Xone of the Grecians must have the right to doubt his motives. How wise and prudent, too, the advice he gives as to the queen's conduct ! He will not show himself, un- less needed. His pride is the farthest possible remote from vanity. His thoughts are as free as any in our time. " The prophet r what is he ? a man Who speaks 'mong many falsehoods, but few truths, Whene'er chance leads him to speak true ; when false. The prophet is no more." 198 APPENDIX. Had Agamemnon possessed like clearness of sight, the virgin would not have perished, but also, Greece would have had no religion and no national existence. When, in the interview with Agamemnon, the Queen begins her speech, in the true matrimonial style, dignified though her gesture be, and true all she says, we feel that truth, thus sauced with taunts, will not touch his heart, not turn him from his purpose. But when Iphigenia begins her exquisite speech, as with the breathings of a lute: — . •' Had I, my father, the persuasive voice Of Orpheus, &c. Compel me not What is beneath to view. I was the first To call thee father ; me thou first did call Thy child : I was the first that on thy knees Fondly caressed thee, and from thee received The fond caress ; this was thy speech to me : — * Shall I, my child, e'er see thee in some house Of splendour, happy in thy husband, live And flourish, as becomes my dignity ?' My speech to thee was, leaning 'gainst thy cheek (Which with my hand I now caress) : ' And what Shall I then do for thee ? shall I receive My father when grown old, and in my house Clieer him with each fond office, to repay The careful nurture which he gave my youth ?' These words are in my memory deep impressed, Thou hast forgot them, and will kill thy child." Then she adjures him by all the sacred ties, and dwells pathetically on the circumstances which had struck even Menelaus : — APPENDIX. 199 •' If Paris be enamoured of his bride, His Helen, what concerns it me ; and how Comes he to my destruction ? Look upon me ; Give me a smile, give me a kiss, my father ; That if my words persuade thee i ot, in death I may have this memorial of thy love." Never have the names of father and daughter been uttered with a holier tenderness than by Euripides, as ia this most lovely passage, or in the " Supplicants," after the voluntary death of Evadne; Iphis says: — " What shall this wretch now do ? Should I return, To my own house r — sad desolation there I shall behold, to sink my soul with grief. Or go I to the house of Capaneus ? That was delightful to me, when I found My daughter there ; but she is there no more : Oft would she kiss my cheek, with fond caress Oft soothe me. To a father, waxing old, Nothing is dearer than a daughter ! sons Have spirits of higher pitch, but less inclined To sweet endearing fondness. Lead me, then, Instantly lead me to my house ; consign My wretched age to darkness, there to pine And waste away. Old age. Struggling with many griefs, O how I hate thee !" But to return to Iphigenia — hovp^ infinitely melting is her appeal to Orestes, whom she holds in her robe : — " My brother, small assistance canst thou give Thy friends ; yet for thy sister with thy tears N 200 APPENBIX. Implore thy father that she may not die : Even infants have a sense of ills ; and see, My father ! silent though he be, he sues To thee : be gentle to me ; on my life Have pity ; thy two children by this beard Entreat thee, thy dear children : one is yet An infant, one to riper years arrived." The mention of Orestes, then an infant, all through, though slight, is of a domestic charm that prepares the mind to feel the tragedy of his after lot. T\Tieu the Queen says — " Dost thou sleep, My son ! The rolling chariot hath subdued thee ; "Wake to thy sister's marriage happily." We miderstand the horror of the doom which makes this cherished child a parricide. And so when Iphigerda takes leave of him after her fate is by herself accepted: — Iphi, " To manhood train Orestes. Cly, Embrace him, for thou ne'er shall see him more. Iphi. ( To Orestes.) Par as thou couldst, thou didst assist thy fiieuds." AVe know not how to blame the guilt of the maddened wife and motlier. In her last meeting with Agamemnon, as in her previous expostulations and anguish, we see that a straw may turn the balance, and make her his deadliest foe. Just then, came the suit of .^gisthus, then, when every feeling was uprooted or lacerated in her heai't. Iphigcnia's moving address has no further eflect than to make her father tm'n at bay and brave his terrible crisis. APPENDIX. 201 He goes out, firm in resolve; and she and her mother aban- don themselves to a natural grief. Hitherto nothing has been seen in Iphigenia, except the young girl, weak, delicate, full of feeling, and beautiful as a sunbeam on the full green tree. But, in the next scene, the first impulse of that passion which makes and unmakes us, though unconfessed even to herself, though hopeless and unreturned, raises her at once into the heroic woman, worthy of the goddess who demands her. Achilles appears to defend her, whom all others clamor- ously seek to deliver to the mm'derous knife. She sees him, and fired with thoughts, unknown before, devotes herself at once for the country which has given bh-th to such a man. " To be too fond of life Becomes not me ; nor for myself alone, But to all Greece, a blessing didst thou bear me. Shall thousands, when their country's injured, lift Their shields ; shall thousands grasp the oar, and dare, Advancing bravely 'gainst the foe, to die For Greece ? And shall my life, my single life, Obstruct all this ? "Would this be just ? What word Can we reply. Nay more, it is not right That he with all the Grecians should contest In fight, should die, and for a looman. No : More than a thousand women is one man Worthy to see the light of day. * * * for Greece I give my life. Slay me ; demolish Troy : these shall be Long time my monuments, my children these, My nuptials and my glory." This sentiment marks woman, when she lores enough 202 APPENDIX. to feel what a creature of glory and beauty a true man would be, as much in our own time as that of Em-ipidcs. Cooper makes the weak Hetty say to her beautiful sister : " Of course, I don't compare you with Harry. A hand- some man is always fai' handsomer than any woman." True, it was the sentiment of the age, but it was the first time Iphigenia had felt it. In Agamemnon she saw her father ; to him she could prefer her claim. In Achilles she saw a man, the crown of creation, enough to fiU the world with his presence, were aU others blotted from its spaces.* The reply of Achilles is as noble. Here is his bride; he feels it now, and all his vain vauntings are hushed. " Daughter of Agamemnon, highly blessed Some god would make me, if I might attain Thy nuptials. Greece in thee I happy deem, And thee in Greece. * * * * * in thy thought Revolve this well ; death is a dreadful thin^," How sweet is her reply, and then tne ^eiiHcr modesty with which she addresses him here ano elsewhere as " stranger." " Reflecting not on any, thus I ;j>eak : Enough of wars and slangV^ters from the charms * Men do not often reciprocate this pure love. " Her prentice han' she tried on man, And then she made the lasses o', " 15 a fancy, not a feeling, in their more frequently passionats and s^rnnsj, tfkan jxoble or tender jiatPjea. APPENDIX. 203 Of Helen rise ; but die not thou for me, O Stranger, nor distain thy sword with blood, But let me save niy country if I may." Achilles, " O glorious spirit ! naught have I 'gainst this To ui-ge, since such thy will, for what thou say'st Is generous. Why should not the truth be spoken." But feeling that human weakness may conquer jet, he goes to wait at the altar, resolved to keep his promise of protection thoroughly. In the next beautiful scene she shows that a few tears might overwhelm her in his absence. She raises her mother beyond weeping them, yet her soft purity she can- not impart. fyhi. ** My father, and thy husband do not hate : Cly. For thy dear sake fierce contests must he bear. Jphi. For Greece reluctant me to death he yields ; Cly. Basely, with guile unworthy Atreus' son." This is truth incapable of an answer, and Iphigenia attempts none. She begins the hymn which is to sustain her: — " Lead me ; mine the glorious fate, To o'erturu the Phrygian state." After the sublime flow of lyric heroism, she suddenly ginks back into the tenderer feeling of her dreadful fate, " my country, where these eyes Opened on Pelasgic skies ! O ye virgins, once my pride, In Mycenae who abide ! 204 Chouus. Why of Perseus name tlie town, "Which Cyclopean ramparts crown? Iphigenia. Me you rear d a beam of light, Freely now I sLak in night." Freely; as the messenger afterwards recounts it. " Imperial Agamemnon, when he saw His daughter, as a victim to the grave Advancing, groan'd, and bursting into tears. Turned from the sight his head, before his eyes, Holding his robe. The virgin near him stood, And thus addressed him : ' Father, I to thee Am present ; for my country, and for all The land of Greece, I freely give myself A victim : to the altar let them lead me. Since such the oracle. If aught on me Depends, be happy, and obtain the prize Of glorious conquest, and revisit safe Your country. Of the Grecians, for this cause, Let no one touch me ; with intrepid spirit Silent will I present my neck.' She spoke, And all that heard revered the noble soul And vii'tue of the virgin." How quickly had the fair bud bloomed up into its perfec- tiou. Had she lived a thousand years, she could not have surpassed this. Goethe's Iphigenia, the mature woman, with myi'iad delicate traits, never surpasses, scarcely equals what we know of her in Euripides. Can I appreciate this in a translation ? I think so, im- possible as it may seem to one Avho can enjoy the thousand APPENDIX. 205 melodies, and words in exactly tlie right place and cadence of the original. They say you can see the Apollo Belvidere in a plaster cast, and I cannot doubt it, so great the benefit conferred on my mind, by a transcript thus imperfect. And so with these translations from the Greek. I can divine the original through this veil, as I can see the movements of a spirited horse by those of his coarse grasscloth muffler. Beside, every translator who feels his subject is inspired, and the divine Aura informs even his stammering lips. Iphlgenia is more like one of the women Shakspearo loved than the others ; she is a tender virgin, ennobled and strengthened by sentiment more than intellect, what they call a woman par excellence. Macaria is more like one of Massinger's women. She advances boldly, though with the decorum of her sex and nation : — Macaria. " Impute not boldness to me that I come Before you, strangers ; this my first request I urge; for silence and a chaste reserve Is woman's genuine praise, and to remain Quiet within the house. But I come fortli, Hearing thy lamentations, lolaus : Though charged with no commission, yet perhaps, I may be usefid." * * Her speech when she offers herself as the victim, is rea- sonable, as one might speak to-day. She counts the cost all through. Iphigenia is too timid and delicate to dwell upon the loss of earthly bliss, and the due experience of life, even as much as Jeptha's daughter did, but Macaria is explicit, as well befits the daughter of Hercules. 20 G APPENDIX. " Should these die, myself Preserved, of prosperous future could 1 form One cheerful hope ? A poor forsaken virgin who would deign To t;ike in marriage ? Who would wish for sons From one so wretched ? Better then to die, Tlian bear such undeserved miseries : One less illustrious this might more beseem. * * * » I have a soul that unreluctantly Presents itself, and I proclaim aloud That for my brothers and myself I die. I am not fond of life, but think I gain An honourable prize to die with glory." Still nobler when lolaus proposes rather that she shall draw lots with her sisters: — " By lot I wiU not die, for to such death No thanks are due, or glory — name it not. If you accept me, if my offered life Be grateful to you, Avdlingly I give it For these, but by constraint I will not die." Very fijie are her parting advice and injunctions to them all:— "Farewell! revered old man, farewell! and teach These youths in all things to be wise, like thee, Naught will avail them more." Macaria has the clear Minerva eye : Antigone's is deeper, and more cai)able of emotion, but calm. Iphigenia's, glis- tening, gleaming with angel truth, or dewy as a hidden violet. APPENDIX. 207 I am sorry that Tennyson, who spoke with such fitness of aU the others in his " Dream of fan- women," has not of Iphigenia. Of her alone he has not made a fit picture, but only of the circumstances of the sacrifice. He can never have taken to heart this work of Euripides, yet he was so worthy to feel it. Of Jeptha's daughter, he has spoken as he would of Iphigenia. both in her beautiful song, and when " I heard Him, for He spake, and grief became A solemn scorn of ills. It comforts me in tbis one thought to dwell, That I subdued me to my father's will ; Because the kiss he gay-c me, ere I fell, Sweetens the spiiit still. Moreover it is written, that my race Hewed Ammon, hip and thigh from Arroer Or Amon unto Mimaeth. Here her face Glow'd as I look'd on her. She locked her lips ; she left me w'here I stood ; " Glory to God," she sang, and past afar, Thridding the sombre boskage of the woods, Toward the morning-star." In the " Trojan dames" there are fine touches of nature with regard to Cassandra. Hecuba shows that mixture of shame and reverence, that prose kindred always do, to- wards the inspired child, the poet, the elected sufferer for the race. When the herald announces that she is chosen to be the mistress of Agamemnon, Hecuba answers indignant, and 208 APPENDIX. betraying the iuvoluntarj pride aud faith she felt ia this daughter. " The virgin of Apollo, whom the God, Radiant with golden locks, allowed to live In her pure vow of maiden chastity Tal. With love the raptured virgin smote his heart. Hcc. Cast from thee, O my daughter, cast away Thy sacred wand, rend off the honoured vsTeaths, The splendid ornaments that grace thy brows." Yet the moment Cassandra appears, singing wildly her inspired song, Hecuba calls her "My frantic chUd." Yet how gi-aceful she is in her tragic fi-enzy, the chorus shows — " How sweetly at thy house's ills thou smil'st. Chanting what haply thou wilt not show true ?" But if Hecuba dares not trust her highest instinct about her daughter, still less can the vulgar mind of the herald (a man not without tenderness of heart, but with no princely, no poetic blood) abide the wild prophetic mood which insults his prejudices both as to country and deco- rums of the sex. Yet Agamemnon, though not a noble man, is of large mould, and could admire this strange beauty which excited distaste in common minds. Tal. " What commands respects, and is held high As wise, is nothing better than the mean Of no repute : for this most potent king Of aU the Grecians, the much honoured son APPENDIX. 209 Of Atreus, is enamoured with his prize, This firantic rayer. I am a poor man, Yet would I not receive her to my bed." Cassandra answers, with a careless disdain : — ■ " This is a busy slave," "With all the lofty decorum of manners among the ancients, how free was their intercourse, man to man, how full the mutual understanding between prince and " busy slave ! " Not here in adversity only, but in the pomp of power, it was so. Kings were approached with ceremoni- ous obeisance, but not hedged round with etiquette ; they could see and know their fellows. The Andromache here is just as lovely as that of the Iliad. To her child whom they are about to murder, the same that was frightened at the " glittering plume." " Dost thou weep, My son ? Hast thou a sense of thy lU fate ? Why dost thou clasp me with thy hands, why hold My robes, and shelter thee beneath my wings, Like a young bird ? No more my Hector comes, Returning from the tomb ; he grasps no more His glittering spear, bringing protection to thee." * * *• « * * O soft embrace, And to thj' mother dear. O fi-agrant breath ! In vain I swathed thy infant limbs, in vain I gave thee nurture at this breast, and toiled, Wasted with care. If ever, now embrace. Now clasp thy mother ; throw thy arms around My neck and join thy cheek, thy lips to mine." 210 APPENDIX. As I look up I meet the eyes of Beatrice Cenci. Beauti- ful one, these woes, even, were less than thine, yet thou scemest to understand them all. Thy clear melancholy gaze says, they, at least, had known moments of bliss, and the tender relations of nature had not been broken and pol- luted from the very first. Yes! the gradations of wo are all but infinite : only good can he infinite. Certainly the Greeks knew more of real home intercourse, and more of woman than the Americans. It is in vain to tell me of outward observances. The poets, the sculptors, always tell the truth. In proportion as a nation is refined, women must have an ascendancy; it is the law of nature. Beatrice ! thou wert not " fond of life," either, more than those princesses. Thou wert able to cut it down in the full flower of beauty ; as an offering to the best known to thee. Thou wert not so happy as to die for thy country or thy brethren, but thou wert worthy of such an occa- sion. In the days of chivalry woman was habitually viewed more as an ideal, but I do not know that she iuspu-ed a deeper and more home-felt reverence than Iphigenia in the breast of Achilles, or Macaria in that of her old guai-dian, lolaus. We may, with satisfaction, add to these notes the words to which Ilaydn has adapted his magnificent music in *' The Creation." " In native worth and honour clad, with beauty, cou- rage, strength adorned, erect to Heaven, and tall, he stands, a Man ! — the lord and king of all ! The large and arched front sublime of wisdom deep declares the seat, and iu his APPENDIX. 211 eyes with brightness shines the soul, the breath and image of his God. With fondness leans upon his breast the part- ner for him formed, a woman fair, and graceful spouse. Her softly smiling virgin looks, of flowery spring the mhror, bespeak him love, and joy and bliss." Whoever has heard this music must have a mental stan- dard as to what man and woman should be. Such was marriage in Eden, when " erect to Heaven he stood," but since, like other institutions, this must be not only reformed, but revived, may be offered as a picture of something in- termediate — the seed of the future gi-owth — H. THE SACRED MAKRIAGE. And has another's life as large a scope ? It may give due fulfilment to thy hope, And every portal to the unknown may ope. If, near this other life, thy inmost feeling Trembles with fateful prescience of revealing The future Deity, time is still concealing. If thou feel thy whole force drawn more and more To launch that other bark on seas without a shore ; And no still secret must be kept in store ; K meannesses that dim each temporal deed, The dull decay that mars the fleslily weed. And flower of love that seems to fall and leave no seed — 2 212 APPENDIX. Hide never the full presence from thy sight Of mutual aims and tasks, ideals bright, 'Which feed their roots to-day on all tliis seeming blight. Twin stars that mutual circle in the heaven, Two parts for spirit\ial concord given, Twin Sabbaths that inlock the Sacred Seven ; Still looking to the centre for the cause. Mutual light giving to draw out the powers, And learning all the other groups by cognizance of cn6 another's laws : The parent love the wedded love includes, The one permits the two their mutual moods. The two each other know mid myriad multitudes ; With child -like intellect discerning love, And mutual action energizing love, In myriad fonns affiliating love. A world whose seasons bloom from pole to pole, A force which knows both starting-point and goal, A Home in Heaven — the Uriion in the Soid. 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