No More Learning

All of
them steeped in literature to their eyes and ears
-the first artists of universal literary culture--for
the most part even themselves writers, poets, inter-
mediaries and blenders of the arts and the senses
(Wagner, as musician is reckoned among painters,
as poet among musicians, as artist generally among
actors); all of them fanatics for expression “at any
cost”-I specially mention Delacroix, the nearest
related to Wagner; all of them great discoverers
in the realm of the sublime, also of the loathsome
and dreadful, still greater           in effect, in
display, in the art of the show-shop; all of them
talented far beyond their genius, out and out virtuosi,
with mysterious accesses to all that seduces, allures,
constrains, and upsets; born enemies of logic and
of the straight line, hankering after the strange,
the exotic, the monstrous, the crooked, and the
self-contradictory; as men, Tantaluses of the will,
plebeian parvenus, who knew themselves to be
incapable of a noble tempo or of a lento in life and
action—think of Balzac, for instance,-unrestrained
workers, almost destroying themselves by work;
antinomians and rebels in manners, ambitious and
insatiable, without equilibrium and enjoyment; all
of them finally shattering and sinking down at the
Christian cross (and with right and reason, for who
of them would have been sufficiently profound and
sufficiently original for an Antichristian philo-
sophy ?