LITMIR.BIZ

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Such lack longevity. What is left gains immensely. Such is the law. Very little of what is thought admirable at the writing holds good over night. Sleep on your writing; take a walk over it; scrutinize it of a morning; review it of an afternoon; digest it after a meal; let it sleep in your drawer a twelvemonth; never venture a whisper about it to your friend, if he be an author especially. You may read selections to sensible women, – if young the better; and if it stand these trials, you may offer it to a publisher, and think yourself fortunate if he refuse to print it. Then you may be sure you have written a book worthy of type, and wait with assurance for a publisher and reader thirty years hence, – that is, when you are engaged in authorship that needs neither type nor publisher.

      "Learning," says Fuller, "hath gained most by those books by which the printers have lost." It must be an enlightened public that asks for works the most enlightened publishers decline printing. A magazine were ruined already if it reflected its fears only. Yet one cannot expect the trade to venture reputation or money in spreading unpopular views.

      Ben Jonson wrote to his bookseller: —

      "Thou that mak'st gain thy end, and wisely well

      Call'st a book good or bad, as it doth sell,

      Use mine so too; I give thee leave, but crave

      For the luck's sake, it thus much favor have; —

      To lie upon thy stall, till it be sought,

      Not offered as it made suit to be bought;

      Nor have my title page on posts or walls,

      Or in cleft-sticks advanced to make calls

      For termers, or some clerk-like serving man

      Who scarce can spell the hard names, whose knight less can.

      If, without these vile arts it will not sell,

      Send it to Bucklersbury, there 't will, well."

      Time is the best critic, and the better for his intolerance of any inferiority. And fortunate for literature that he is thus choice and exacting. Books, like character, are works of time, and must run the gauntlet of criticism to gain enduring celebrity. The best books may sometimes wait for their half century, or longer, for appreciative readers – create their readers; the few ready to appreciate these at their issue being the most enlightened of their time, and they diffuse the light to their circle of readers. The torch of truth thus transmitted sheds its light over hemispheres, – the globe at last.

      "Hail! native language, that with sinews weak

      Didst move my first endeavoring tongue to speak,

      And mad'st imperfect words with childish trips

      Half unpronounced slide through my infant lips,

      Driving dull silence from the portal door

      Where he had mutely sat two years before —

      Here I salute thee, and thy pardon ask

      That now I use thee in my latter task.

      Now haste thee strait to do me once a pleasure,

      And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure,

      Not those new-fangled toys, and trimming slight,

      Which takes our late fantastics with delight,

      But cull those richest robes, and gay'st attire,

      Which deepest spirits and choicest wits admire."

      Thus wrote Milton at the age of nineteen, and made his college illustrious and the language afterwards. Yet the purest English is not always spoken or written by graduates of universities. Speech is the fruit of breeding and of character, and one shall find sometimes in remote rural districts the language spoken in its simplicity and purity, especially by sprightly boys and girls who have not been vexed with their grammars and school tasks. Ours is one of the richest of the spoken tongues; it may not be the simplest in structure and ease of attainment; yet this last may be facilitated by simple and natural methods of studying it. Taught by masters like Ascham or Milton, students might acquire the art of speaking and of writing the language in its purity and elegance, as did these great masters in their day. Ascham lays down this sensible rule: "He that will write well in any tongue, must follow this advice of Aristotle: 'to speak as the common people do, to think as wise men do, and so should every man understand him, and the judgment of wise men about him.'"

      George Chapman, the translator of Homer, thus speaks of the scholarly pedantries of his time, of which ours affords too many examples: —

      "For as great clerks can use no English words,

      Because (alas! great clerks) English affords,

      Say they, no height nor copy, – a rude tongue,

      Since 'tis their native, – but, in Greek and Latin

      Their wits are rare, for thence true poesy sprung,

      Through which, truth knows, they have but skill to chat in,

      Compared with what they might have in their own."

      Camden said, "that though our tongue may not be as sacred as the Hebrew, nor as learned as the Greek, yet it is as fluent as the Latin, as courteous as the Spanish, as court-like as the French, and as amorous as the Italian; so that being beautified and enriched out of these tongues, partly by enfranchising and endenizing foreign words, partly by implanting new ones with artful composition, our tongue is as copious, pithy, and significative as any in Europe."

      If one would learn its riches at sight, let him glance along the pages of Richardson's Dictionary; and at the same time survey its history from Gower and Chaucer down to our time.

      "If there be, what I believe there is," says Dr. Johnson, "in every nation, a style which never becomes obsolete, a certain mode of phraseology so component and congenial to the analogy and principles of its respective language as to remain settled and unaltered; this style is probably to be sought in the common intercourse of life, among those who speak only to be understood, without ambition of eloquence. The polite are always catching modish expressions, and the learned depart from established forms of speech, in hope of finding or making it better; those who wish for distinction forsake the vulgar when the vulgar is right; but there is a conversation above grossness and below refinement, where propriety resides, and where Shakespeare seems to have gathered his comic dialogues. He is therefore more agreeable to the ears of the present age than any other author equally remote, and among his other excellences deserves to be studied as one of the original masters of the language."

      MAY

      "Sweet country life, to such unknown

      Whose lives are others, not their own,

      But serving courts and cities, be

      Less happy, less enjoying thee."

– Herrick.RURAL AFFAIRSMonday, 3.

      Fair spring days, the farmers beginning the planting of the season's crops. One cannot well forego the pleasures which the culture of a garden affords. He must have a little spot upon which to bestow his affections, and own his affinities with earth and sky. The profits in a pecuniary way may be inconsiderable, but the pleasures are rewarding. Formerly I allowed neither hoe, spade, nor rake, not handled by myself, to approach my plants. But when one has put his garden within covers, to be handled in a book, he fancies he has earned the privilege of delegating the tillage thereafter, in part, to other hands, and may please himself with its superintendence; especially when he is so fortunate as to secure the services of any who can take their orders without debate, and execute them with dispatch; and if he care to compare opinions with them, find they have views of their own, and respect for his. And the more agreeable if they have a pleasant humor and the piety of lively spirits.

      "In laborer's ballads oft more piety

      God finds than in Te Deum's melody."

      "When our ancestors," says Cato, "praised a good man, they called him a good agriculturist and a good husbandman;

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