historical lecturers and essays-第8部分
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of myth; with the dream of Astyages; and the young and princely
herdsman playing at king over his fellow…slaves?
But enough of this。 To me these bits of romance often seem the
truest; as well as the most important portions of history。
When old Herodotus tells me how; King Astyages having guarded the
frontier; Harpagus sent a hunter to young Cyrus with a fresh…killed
hare; telling him to open it in private; and how; sewn up in it was
the letter; telling him that the time to rebel was come; I am
inclined to say; That must be true。 It is so beneath the dignity of
history; so quaint and unexpected; that it is all the more likely
NOT to have been invented。
So with that other storyHow young Cyrus; giving out that his
grandfather had made him general of the Persians; summoned them all;
each man with a sickle in his hand; into a prairie full of thorns;
and bade them clear it in one day; and how when they; like loyal
men; had finished; he bade them bathe; and next day he took them
into a great meadow and feasted them with corn and wine; and all
that his father's farm would yield; and asked them which day they
liked best; and; when they answered as was to be expected; how he
opened his parable and told them; 〃Choose; then; to work for the
Persians like slaves; or to be free with me。〃
Such a tale sounds to me true。 It has the very savour of the
parables of the Old Testament; as have; surely; the dreams of the
old Sultan; with which the tale begins。 Do they not put us in mind
of the dreams of Nebuchadnezzar; in the Book of Daniel?
Such stories are actually so beautiful that they are very likely to
be true。 Understand me; I only say likely; the ditch…water view of
history is not all wrong。 Its advocates are right in saying great
historic changes are not produced simply by one great person; by one
remarkable event。 They have been preparing; perhaps for centuries。
They are the result of numberless forces; acting according to laws;
which might have been foreseen; and will be foreseen; when the
science of History is more perfectly understood。
For instance; Cyrus could not have conquered the Median Empire at a
single blow; if first that empire had not been utterly rotten; and
next; if he and his handful of Persians had not been tempered and
sharpened; by long hardihood; to the finest cutting edge。
Yes; there were all the materials for the catastrophethe cannon;
the powder; the shot。 But to say that the Persians must have
conquered the Medes; even if Cyrus had never lived; is to say; as
too many philosophers seem to me to say; that; given cannon; powder;
and shot; it will fire itself off some day if we only leave it alone
long enough。
It may be so。 But our usual experience of Nature and Fact is; that
spontaneous combustion is a rare and exceptional phenomenon; that if
a cannon is to be fired; someone must arise and pull the trigger。
And I believe that in Society and Politics; when a great event is
ready to be done; someone must come and do itdo it; perhaps; half
unwittingly; by some single rash actlike that first fatal shot
fired by an electric spark。
But to return to Cyrus and his Persians。
I know not whether the 〃Cyropaedia〃 is much read in your schools and
universities。 But it is one of the books which I should like to
see; either in a translation or its own exquisite Greek; in the
hands of every young man。 It is not all fact。 It is but a historic
romance。 But it is better than history。 It is an ideal book; like
Sidney's 〃Arcadia〃 or Spenser's 〃Fairy Queen〃the ideal self…
education of an ideal hero。 And the moral of the bookponder it
well; all young men who have the chance or the hope of exercising
authority among your follow…menthe noble and most Christian moral
of that heathen book is this: that the path to solid and
beneficent influence over our fellow…men lies; not through brute
force; not through cupidity; but through the highest morality;
through justice; truthfulness; humanity; self…denial; modesty;
courtesy; and all which makes man or woman lovely in the eyes of
mortals or of God。
Yes; the 〃Cyropaedia〃 is a noble book; about a noble personage。 But
I cannot forget that there are nobler words by far concerning that
same noble personage; in the magnificent series of Hebrew Lyrics;
which begins 〃Comfort ye; comfort ye; my people; saith the Lord〃in
which the inspired poet; watching the rise of Cyrus and his
Puritans; and the fall of Babylon; and the idolatries of the East;
and the coming deliverance of his own countrymen; speaks of the
Persian hero in words so grand that they have been often enough
applied; and with all fitness; to one greater than Cyrus; and than
all men:
Who raised up the righteous man from the East;
And called him to attend his steps?
Who subdued nations at his presence;
And gave him dominion over kings?
And made them like the dust before his sword;
And the driven stubble before his bow?
He pursueth them; he passeth in safety;
By a way never trodden before by his feet。
Who hath performed and made these things;
Calling the generations from the beginning?
I; Jehovah; the first and the last; I am the same。
Behold my servant; whom I will uphold;
My chosen; in whom my soul delighteth;
I will make my spirit rest upon him;
And he shall publish judgment to the nations。
He shall not cry aloud; nor clamour;
Nor cause his voice to be heard in the streets。
The bruised reed he shall not break;
And the smoking flax he shall not quench。
He shall publish justice; and establish it。
His force shall not be abated; nor broken;
Until he has firmly seated justice in the earth;
And the distant nations shall wait for his Law。
Thus saith the God; even Jehovah;
Who created the heavens; and stretched them out;
Who spread abroad the earth; and its produce:
I; Jehovah; have called thee for a righteous end;
And I will take hold of thy hand; and preserve thee;
And I will give thee for a covenant to the people;
And for a light to the nations;
To open the eyes of the blind;
To bring the captives out of prison;
And from the dungeon those who dwell in darkness。
I am Jehovahthat is my name;
And my glory will I not give to another;
Nor my praise to the graven idols。
Who saith to CyrusThou art my shepherd;
And he shall fulfil all my pleasure:
Who saith to JerusalemThou shalt be built;
And to the TempleThou shalt be founded。
Thus saith Jehovah to his anointed;
To Cyrus whom I hold fast by his right hand;
That I may subdue nations under him;
And loose the loins of kings;
That I may open before him the two…leaved doors;
And the gates shall not be shut;
I will go before thee
And bring the mountains low。
The gates of brass will I break in sunder;
And the bars of iron hew down。
And I will give thee the treasures of darkness;
And the hoards hid deep in secret places;
That thou mayest know that I am Jehovah。
I have surnamed thee; though thou knowest not me。
I am Jehovah; and none else;
Beside me there is no God。
I will gird thee; though thou hast not known me;
That they may know from the rising of the sun;
And from the west; that there is none beside me;
I am Jehovah; and none else;
Forming light and creating darkness;
Forming peace; and creating evil。
I; Jehovah; make all these。
This is the Hebrew prophet's conception of the great Puritan of the
Old World who went forth with such a commission as this; to destroy
the idols of the East; while
The isles saw that; and feared;
And the ends of the earth were afraid;
They drew near; they came together;
Everyone helped his neighbour;
And said to his brother; Be of good courage。
The carver encouraged the smith;
He that smoothed with the hammer
Him that smote on the anvil;
Saying of the solder; It is good;
And fixing the idol with nails; lest it be moved;
But all in vain; for as the poet goes on:
Bel bowed down; and Nebo stooped;
Their idols were upon the cattle;
A burden to the weary beast。
They stoop; they bow down together;
They could not deliver their own charge;
Themselves are gone into captivity。
And what; to return; what was the end of the great Cyrus and of his
empire?
Alas; alas! as with all human glory; the end was not as the
beginning。
We are scarce bound to believe positively the story how Cyrus made
one war too many; and was cut off in the Scythian deserts; falling
before the arrows of mere savages; and how their queen; Tomyris;
poured blood down the throat of the dead corpse; with the words;
〃Glut thyself with the gore for which thou hast thirsted。〃 But it
may be truefor Xenophon states it expressly; and with detailthat
Cyrus; from the very time of his triumph; became an Eastern despot;
a sultan or a shah; living apart from his people in mysterious
splendour; in the vast fortified palace which he built for himself;
and imitating and causing his nobles and satraps to imitate; in all
but vice and effeminacy; the very Medes whom he had conquered。 And
of this there is no doubtthat his sons