Of course we perfectly understand that it is possible for a writer to create a conventional world in which things forbidden by the Decalogue and the Statute Book shall be lawful, and yet that the exhibition may be harmless, or even edifying.For example, we suppose that the most austere critics would not accuse Fenelon of impiety and immorality on account of his Telemachus and his Dialogues of the Dead.In Telemachus and the Dialogues of the Dead we have a false religion, and consequently a morality which is in some points incorrect.We have a right and a wrong differing from the right and the wrong of real life.It is represented as the first duty of men to pay honour to Jove and Minerva.Philocles, who employs his leisure in making graven images of these deities, is extolled for his piety in a way which contrasts singularly with the expressions of Isaiah on the same subject.The dead are judged by Minos, and rewarded with lasting happiness for actions which Fenelon would have been the first to pronounce splendid sins.The same may be said of Mr.Southey's Mahommedan and Hindoo heroes and heroines.In Thalaba, to speak in derogation of the Arabian impostor is blasphemy: to drink wine is a crime: to perform ablutions and to pay honour to the holy cities are works of merit.In the Curse of Kehama, Kailyal is commended for her devotion to the statue of Mariataly, the goddess of the poor.But certainly no person will accuse Mr.
Southey of having promoted or intended to promote either Islamism or Brahminism.
It is easy to see why the conventional worlds of Fenelon and Mr.
Southey are unobjectionable.In the first place, they are utterly unlike the real world in which we live.The state of society, the laws even of the physical world, are so different from those with which we are familiar, that we cannot be shocked at finding the morality also very different.But in truth the morality of these conventional worlds differs from the morality of the real world only in points where there is no danger that the real world will ever go wrong.The generosity and docility of Telemachus, the fortitude, the modesty, the filial tenderness of Kailyal, are virtues of all ages and nations.And there was very little danger that the Dauphin would worship Minerva, or that an English damsel would dance, with a bucket on her head, before the statue of Mariataly.
The case is widely different with what Mr.Charles Lamb calls the conventional world of Wycherley and Congreve.Here the garb, the manners, the topics of conversation are those of the real town and of the passing day.The hero is in all superficial accomplishments exactly the fine gentleman whom every youth in the pit would gladly resemble.The heroine is the fine lady whom every youth in the pit would gladly marry.The scene is laid in some place which is as well known to the audience as their own houses, in St.James's Park, Park, or Hyde Park, or Westminster Hall.The lawyer bustles about with his bag, between the Common Pleas and the Exchequer.The Peer calls for his carriage to go to the House of Lords on a private bill.A hundred little touches are employed to make the fictitious world appear like the actual world.And the immorality is of a sort which never can be out of date, and which all the force of religion, law, and public opinion united can but imperfectly restrain.
In the name of art, as well as in the name of virtue, we protest against the principle that the world of pure comedy is one into which no moral enters.If comedy be an imitation, under whatever conventions, of real life, how is it possible that it can have no reference to the great rule which directs life, and to feelings which are called forth by every incident of life? If what Mr.
Charles Lamb says were correct, the inference would be that these dramatists did not in the least understand the very first principles of their craft.Pure landscape-painting into which no light or shade enters, pure portrait-painting into which no expression enters, are phrases less at variance with sound criticism than pure comedy into which no moral enters.
But it is not the fact that the world of these dramatists is a world into which no moral enters.Morality constantly enters into that world, a sound morality, and an unsound morality; the sound morality to be insulted, derided, associated with everything mean and hateful; the unsound morality to be set off to every advantage, and inculcated by all methods, direct and indirect.It is not the fact that none of the inhabitants of this conventional world feel reverence for sacred institutions and family ties.
Fondlewife, Pinchwife, every person in short of narrow understanding and disgusting manners, expresses that reverence strongly.The heroes and heroines, too, have a moral code of their own, an exceedingly bad one, but not, as Mr.Charles Lamb seems to think, a code existing only in the imagination of dramatists.It is, on the contrary, a code actually received and obeyed by great numbers of people.We need not go to Utopia or Fairyland to find them.They are near at hand.Every night some of them cheat at the hells in the Quadrant, and others pace the Piazza in Covent Garden.Without flying to Nephelococcygia or to the Court of Queen Mab, we can meet with sharpers, bullies, hard-hearted impudent debauchees, and women worthy of such paramours.
