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beacon lights of history-iii-2-第30章

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So Michael Angelo arose; and revived the imperishable models of the

classical ages;to be applied not merely to churches but to

palaces; civic halls; theatres; libraries; museums; banks;all of

which have mundane purposes。  The material world had need of

conveniences; as much as the Mediaeval age had need of shrines。

Humanity was to be developed as well as the Deity to be worshipped。

The artist took the broadest views; looking upon Gothic

architecture as but one division of art;even as truth is greater

than any system; and Christianity wider than any sect。  O; how this

Shakspeare of art would have smiled on the vague and transcendental

panegyrics of Michelet or Ruskin; and other sentimental admirers of

an age which never can return!  And how he might have laughed at

some modern enthusiasts; who trace religion to the disposition of

stones and arches; forgetting that religion is an inspiration which

comes from God; and never from the work of man's hands; which can

be only a form of idolatry。



Michael Angelo found that the ornamentations of the ancient temples

were as rich and varied as those of Mediaeval churches。  Mouldings

were discovered of incomparable elegance; the figures on

entablatures were found to be chiselled accurately from nature; the

pillars were of matchless proportions; the capitals of graceful

curvatures。  He saw beauty in the horizontal lines of the

Parthenon; as much as in the vertical lines of Cologne。  He would

not pull down the venerable monuments of religious zeal; but he

would add to them。  〃Because the pointed arch was sacred; he would

not despise the humble office of the lintel。〃  And in southern

climates especially there was no need of those steep Gothic roofs

which were intended to prevent a great weight of rain and snow; and

where the graceful portico of the Greeks was more appropriate than

the heavy tower of the Lombards。  He would seize on everything that

the genius of past ages had indorsed; even as Christianity itself

appropriates everything human;science; art; music; poetry;

eloquence; literature;sanctifies it; and dedicates it to the

Lord; not for the pride of builders; but the improvement of

humanity。  Civilization may exist with Paganism; but only performs

its highest uses when tributary to Christianity。  And Christianity

accepts the tribute which even Pagan civilization offers for the

adornment of our race;expelled from Paradise; and doomed to hard

and bitter toils;without abdicating her more glorious office of

raising the soul to heaven。



Nor was Michael Angelo responsible for the vile mongrel

architecture which followed the Renaissance; and which disfigures

the modern capitals of Europe; any more than for the perversion of

painting in the hands of Titian。  But the indiscriminate adoption

of pillars for humble houses; shops with Roman arches; spires and

towers erected on Grecian porticoes; are no worse than schoolhouses

built like convents; and chapels designed for preaching as much as

for choral chants made dark and gloomy; where the voice of the

preacher is lost and wasted amid vaulted roofs and useless pillars。

Michael Angelo encouraged no incongruities; he himself conceived

the beautiful and the true; and admired it wherever found; even

amid the excavations of ruined cities。  He may have overrated the

buried monuments of ancient art; but how was he to escape the

universal enthusiasm of his age for the remains of a glorious and

forgotten civilization?  Perhaps his mind was wearied with the

Middle Ages; from which he had nothing more to learn; and sought a

greater fulness and a more perfect unity in the expanding forces of

a new and grander era than was ever seen by Pagan heroes or by

Gothic saints。





But I need not expatiate on the new ideas which Michael Angelo

accepted; or the impulse he gave to art in all its forms; and to

the revival of which civilization is so much indebted。  Let us turn

and give a parting look at the man;that great creative genius who

had no superior in his day and generation。  Like the greatest of

all Italians; he is interesting for his grave experiences; his

dreary isolations; his vast attainments; his creative imagination;

and his lofty moral sentiments。  Like Dante; he stands apart from;

and superior to; all other men of his age。  He never could sport

with jesters; or laugh with buffoons; or chat with fools; and

because of this he seemed to be haughty and disdainful。  Like

Luther; he had no time for frivolities; and looked upon himself as

commissioned to do important work。  He rejoiced in labor; and knew

no rest until he was eighty…nine。  He ate that he might live; not

lived that he might eat。  For seventeen years after he was seventy…

two he worked on St。 Peter's church; worked without pay; that he

might render to God his last earthly tribute without alloy;as

religious as those unknown artists who erected Rheims and

Westminster。  He was modest and patient; yet could not submit to

the insolence of little men in power。  He even left the papal

palace in disdain when he found his labors unappreciated。  Julius

II。 was forced to bend to the stern artist; not the artist to the

Pope。  Yet when Leo X。 sent him to quarry marbles for nine years;

he submitted without complaint。  He had no craving for riches like

Rubens; no love of luxury like Raphael; no envy like Da Vinci。  He

never over…tasked his brain; or suffered himself; like Raphael;

who died exhausted at thirty…seven;to crowd three days into one;

knowing that over…work exhausts the nervous energies and shortens

life。  He never attempted to open the doors which Providence had

plainly shut against him; but waited patiently for his day; knowing

it would come; yet whether it came or not; it was all the same to

him;a man with all the holy rapture of a Kepler; and all the

glorious self…reliance of a Newton。  He was indeed jealous of his

fame; but he was not greedy of admiration。  He worked without the

stimulus of praise;one of the rarest things;urged on purely by

love of art。  He loved art for its own sake; as good men love

virtue; as Palestrina loved music; as Bacon loved truth; as Kant

loved philosophy;satisfied with itself as its own reward。  He

disliked to be patronized; but always remembered benefits; and

loved the tribute of respect and admiration; even as he scorned the

empty flatterer of fashion。  He was the soul of sincerity as well

as of magnanimity; and hence had great capacity for friendship; as

well as great power of self…sacrifice。  His friendship with

Vittoria Colonna is as memorable as that of Jerome and Paula; or

that of Hildebrand and The Countess Matilda。  He was a great

patriot; and clung to his native Florence with peculiar affection。

Living in habits of intimacy with princes and cardinals; he never

addressed them in adulatory language; but talked and acted like a

nobleman of nature; whose inborn and superior greatness could be

tested only by the ages。  He placed art on the highest pinnacle of

the temple of humanity; but dedicated that temple to the God of

heaven in whom he believed。  His person was not commanding; but

intelligence radiated from his features; and his earnest nature

commanded respect。  In childhood he was feeble; but temperance made

him strong。  He believed that no bodily decay was incompatible with

intellectual improvement。  He continued his studies until he died;

and felt that he had mastered nothing。  He was always dissatisfied

with his own productions。  Excelsior was his motto; as Alp on Alp

arose upon his view。  His studies were diversified and vast。  He

wrote poetry as well as carved stone; his sonnets especially

holding a high rank。  He was engineer as well as architect; and

fortified Florence against her enemies。  When old he showed all the

fire of youth; and his eye; like that of Moses; never became dim;

since his strength and his beauty were of the soul;ever

expanding; ever adoring。  His temper was stern; but affectionate。

He had no mercy on a fool or a dunce; and turned in disgust from

those who loved trifles and lies。  He was guilty of no immoralities

like Raphael and Titian; being universally venerated for his stern

integrity and allegiance to duty;as one who believes that there

really is a God to whom he is personally responsible。  He gave away

his riches; like Ambrose and Gregory; valuing money only as a means

of usefulness。  Sickened with the world; he still labored for the

world; and died in 1564; over eighty…nine years of age; in the full

assurance of eternal blessedness in heaven。



His marbles may crumble down; in spite of all that we can do to

preserve them as models of hopeless imitation; but the exalted

ideas he sought to represent by them; are imperishable and divine;

and will be subjects of contemplation when





    〃Seas shall waste; the skies to smoke decay;

     Rocks fall to dust; and mountains melt away。〃





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