"THE TIME" - читать интересную книгу автора (Emerson Ralph Waldo )

as the law enters us, becomes us, we are living men, -- immortal with
the immortality of this law. Underneath all these appearances, lies
that which is, that which lives, that which causes. This ever
renewing generation of appearances rests on a reality, and a reality
that is alive.

To a true scholar the attraction of the aspects of nature, the
departments of life, and the passages of his experience, is simply
the information they yield him of this supreme nature which lurks
within all. That reality, that causing force is moral. The Moral
Sentiment is but its other name. It makes by its presence or absence
right and wrong, beauty and ugliness, genius or depravation. As the
granite comes to the surface, and towers into the highest mountains,
and, if we dig down, we find it below the superficial strata, so in
all the details of our domestic or civil life, is hidden the
elemental reality, which ever and anon comes to the surface, and
forms the grand men, who are the leaders and examples, rather than
the companions of the race. The granite is curiously concealed under
a thousand formations and surfaces, under fertile soils, and grasses,
and flowers, under well-manured, arable fields, and large towns and
cities, but it makes the foundation of these, and is always
indicating its presence by slight but sure signs. So is it with the
Life of our life; so close does that also hide. I read it in glad
and in weeping eyes: I read it in the pride and in the humility of
people: it is recognized in every bargain and in every complaisance,
in every criticism, and in all praise: it is voted for at elections;
it wins the cause with juries; it rides the stormy eloquence of the
senate, sole victor; histories are written of it, holidays decreed to
it; statues, tombs, churches, built to its honor; yet men seem to
fear and to shun it, when it comes barely to view in our immediate
neighborhood.

For that reality let us stand: that let us serve, and for that
speak. Only as far as _that_ shines through them, are these times or
any times worth consideration. I wish to speak of the politics,
education, business, and religion around us, without ceremony or
false deference. You will absolve me from the charge of flippancy,
or malignity, or the desire to say smart things at the expense of
whomsoever, when you see that reality is all we prize, and that we
are bound on our entrance into nature to speak for that. Let it not
be recorded in our own memories, that in this moment of the Eternity,
when we who were named by our names, flitted across the light, we
were afraid of any fact, or disgraced the fair Day by a pusillanimous
preference of our bread to our freedom. What is the scholar, what is
the man _for_, but for hospitality to every new thought of his time?
Have you leisure, power, property, friends? you shall be the asylum
and patron of every new thought, every unproven opinion, every
untried project, which proceeds out of good will and honest seeking.
All the newspapers, all the tongues of to-day will of course at first
defame what is noble; but you who hold not of to-day, not of the