sartor resartus-第11节
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〃You see two individuals；〃 he writes； 〃one dressed in fine Red； the other in coarse threadbare Blue： Red says to Blue； 'Be hanged and anatomized；' Blue hears with a shudder； and （O wonder of wonders！） marches sorrowfully to the gallows； is there noosed up； vibrates his hour； and the surgeons dissect him； and fit his bones into a skeleton for medical purposes。 How is this； or what make ye of your _Nothing can act but where it is_？ Red has no physical hold of Blue； no _clutch_ of him； is nowise in _contact_ with him： neither are those ministering Sheriffs and Lord…Lieutenants and Hangmen and Tipstaves so related to commanding Red； that he can tug them hither and thither； but each stands distinct within his own skin。 Nevertheless； as it is spoken； so is it done： the articulated Word sets all hands in Action； and Rope and Improved…drop perform their work。
〃Thinking reader； the reason seems to me twofold： First； that _Man is a Spirit_； and bound by invisible bonds to _All Men_； secondly； that _he wears Clothes_； which are the visible emblems of that fact。 Has not your Red hanging…individual a horsehair wig； squirrel…skins； and a plush…gown； whereby all mortals know that he is a JUDGE？Society； which the more I think of it astonishes me the more； is founded upon Cloth。
〃Often in my atrabiliar moods； when I read of pompous ceremonials； Frankfort Coronations； Royal Drawing…rooms； Levees； Couchees； and how the ushers and macers and pursuivants are all in waiting； how Duke this is presented by Archduke that； and Colonel A by General B； and innumerable Bishops； Admirals； and miscellaneous Functionaries； are advancing gallantly to the Anointed Presence； and I strive； in my remote privacy； to form a clear picture of that solemnity；on a sudden； as by some enchanter's wand； theshall I speak it？the Clothes fly off the whole dramatic corps； and Dukes； Grandees； Bishops； Generals； Anointed Presence itself； every mother's son of them； stand straddling there； not a shirt on them； and I know not whether to laugh or weep。 This physical or psychical infirmity； in which perhaps I am not singular； I have； after hesitation； thought right to publish； for the solace of those afflicted with the like。〃
Would to Heaven； say we； thou hadst thought right to keep it secret！ Who is there now that can read the five columns of Presentations in his Morning Newspaper without a shudder？ Hypochondriac men； and all men are to a certain extent hypochondriac； should be more gently treated。 With what readiness our fancy； in this shattered state of the nerves； follows out the consequences which Teufelsdrockh； with a devilish coolness； goes on to draw：
〃What would Majesty do； could such an accident befall in reality； should the buttons all simultaneously start； and the solid wool evaporate； in very Deed； as here in Dream？ _Ach Gott_！ How each skulks into the nearest hiding…place； their high State Tragedy （_Haupt… und Staats…Action_） becomes a Pickleherring…Farce to weep at； which is the worst kind of Farce； _the tables_ （according to Horace）； and with them； the whole fabric of Government； Legislation； Property； Police； and Civilized Society； _are dissolved_； in wails and howls。〃
Lives the man that can figure a naked Duke of Windlestraw addressing a naked House of Lords？ Imagination； choked as in mephitic air； recoils on itself； and will not forward with the picture。 The Woolsack； the Ministerial； the Opposition Benches_infandum！ infandum_！ And yet why is the thing impossible？ Was not every soul； or rather every body； of these Guardians of our Liberties； naked； or nearly so； last night； 〃a forked Radish with a head fantastically carved〃？ And why might he not； did our stern fate so order it； walk out to St。 Stephen's； as well as into bed； in that no…fashion； and there； with other similar Radishes； hold a Bed of Justice？ 〃Solace of those afflicted with the like！〃 Unhappy Teufelsdrockh； had man ever such a 〃physical or psychical infirmity〃 before？ And now how many； perhaps； may thy unparalleled confession （which we； even to the sounder British world； and goaded on by Critical and Biographical duty； grudge to reimpart） incurably infect therewith！ Art thou the malignest of Sansculottists； or only the maddest？
〃It will remain to be examined；〃 adds the inexorable Teufelsdrockh； 〃in how far the SCARECROW； as a Clothed Person； is not also entitled to benefit of clergy； and English trial by jury： nay perhaps； considering his high function （for is not he too a Defender of Property； and Sovereign armed with the _terrors_ of the Law？）； to a certain royal Immunity and Inviolability； which； however； misers and the meaner class of persons are not always voluntarily disposed to grant him。〃
〃O my Friends； we are ＇in Yorick Sterne's words＇ but as 'turkeys driven； with a stick and red clout； to the market：' or if some drivers； as they do in Norfolk； take a dried bladder and put peas in it； the rattle thereof terrifies the boldest！〃
CHAPTER X。 PURE REASON。
It must now be apparent enough that our Professor； as above hinted； is a speculative Radical； and of the very darkest tinge； acknowledging； for most part； in the solemnities and paraphernalia of civilized Life； which we make so much of； nothing but so many Cloth…rags； turkey…poles； and 〃bladders with dried peas。〃 To linger among such speculations； longer than mere Science requires； a discerning public can have no wish。 For our purposes the simple fact that such a _Naked World_ is possible； nay actually exists （under the Clothed one）； will be sufficient。 Much； therefore； we omit about 〃Kings wrestling naked on the green with Carmen；〃 and the Kings being thrown： 〃dissect them with scalpels；〃 says Teufelsdrockh； 〃the same viscera； tissues； livers； lights； and other life…tackle； are there： examine their spiritual mechanism； the same great Need； great Greed； and little Faculty； nay ten to one but the Carman； who understands draught…cattle； the rimming of wheels； something of the laws of unstable and stable equilibrium； with other branches of wagon…science； and has actually put forth his hand and operated on Nature； is the more cunningly gifted of the two。 Whence； then； their so unspeakable difference？ From Clothes。〃 Much also we shall omit about confusion of Ranks； and Joan and My Lady； and how it would be everywhere 〃Hail fellow well met；〃 and Chaos were come again： all which to any one that has once fairly pictured out the grand mother…idea； _Society in a state of Nakedness_； will spontaneously suggest itself。 Should some sceptical individual still entertain doubts whether in a world without Clothes； the smallest Politeness； Polity； or even Police； could exist； let him turn to the original Volume； and view there the boundless Serbonian Bog of Sansculottism； stretching sour and pestilential： over which we have lightly flown； where not only whole armies but whole nations might sink！ If indeed the following argument； in its brief riveting emphasis； be not of itself incontrovertible and final：
〃Are we Opossums； have we natural Pouches； like the Kangaroo？ Or how； without Clothes； could we possess the master…organ； soul's seat； and true pineal gland of the Body Social： I mean； a PURSE？〃
Nevertheless it is impossible to hate Professor Teufelsdrockh； at worst； one knows not whether to hate or to love him。 For though； in looking at the fair tapestry of human Life； with its royal and even sacred figures； he dwells not on the obverse alone； but here chiefly on the reverse； and indeed turns out the rough seams； tatters； and manifold thrums of that unsightly wrong…side； with an almost diabolic patience and indifference； which must have sunk him in the estimation of most readers； there is that within which unspeakably distinguishes him from all other past and present Sansculottists。 The grand unparalleled peculiarity of Teufelsdrockh is； that with all this Descendentalism； he combines a Transcendentalism； no less superlative； whereby if on the one hand he degrade man below most animals； except those jacketed Gouda Cows； he； on the other； exalts him beyond the visible Heavens； almost to an equality with the Gods。
〃To the eye of vulgar Logic；〃 says he； 〃what is man？ An omnivorous Biped that wears Breeches。 To the eye of Pure Reason what is he？ A Soul； a Spirit； and divine Apparition。 Round his mysterious ME； there lies； under all those wool…rags； a Garment of Flesh （or of Senses）； contextured in the Loom of Heaven； whereby he is revealed to his like； and dwells with them in UNION and DIVISION； and sees and fashions for himself a Universe； with azure Starry Spaces； and long Thousands of Years。 Deep…hidden is he under that strange Garment； amid Sounds and Colors and Forms； as it were； swathed in； and inextricably over…shrouded： yet it is sky…woven； and worthy of a God。 Stands he not thereby in the centre of Immensities； in the conflux of Eternities？ He feels； power has been given him to know； to believe； nay does not the spirit of Love； free in its celestial primeval brightness； even here； though but for moments； look through？ Well said Saint Chrysostom； with his lips of gold； 'the true SHEKINAH is Man：' where else is the GOD'S…PRESENCE manifested not to our eyes only； but to our hearts； a
