in some expressions in the following lines from "In Memoriam" Thy voice is on the rolling air; I hear thee where the waters run; What art thou, then? I cannot guess. I do not therefore love thee less. My love involves the love before; My love is vaster passion now, Though mixed with God and nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more. Perhaps another suggestion may be offered, as to the charm the idea of absorption seems to possess to the Eastern mind, if what has been said above be not deemed appropriate. The idea of each human spirit being endued with a separate immortality, and destined to an eternal individual history, seems quite alien to the general strain of all speculative philosophisings. The prevailing idea seems to be that this whole great system of things must come to an end, and its materials be used again in shaping the new system that shall take its place. Every separate philosophy had its own theory of the nature of the dissolution and the recreation, but all agreed pretty fairly in the point of an ultimate resolution of all things into their primal elements, whether these were material atoms or diviner essence, previous to the commencement of a new grand epoch. The cyclic revolutions of Eastern speculation include this idea, as we have already explained. It therefore became necessary to accept the idea of the extinction of our personal existence. Perhaps, after all, the conception of our ultimately ceasing to be is not so alien to us as some have supposed. It might fairly be argued that the necessity of eternal being, of a life which we never can throw off, is much more appalling. Under this view, we feel that last resource cut off by which we might escape from the evils that befall us. If we cannot cease to be, our misery also may have no end. The thought of dropping into nothingness may therefore have its charm. Once accepted, the mind proceeds to idealise it, and invest it with beauty and power. What is the noblest, sweetest life, but that which is most stedfast, serene and tranquil, where agitations all have ceased, and passions do not stir. That perfect rest is blessedness. Is not death even such a rest? Not the baser death that resolves the fleshly frame into its kindred dust, but the nobler step by which the spirit passes from its separate prisoning, to be lost in the infinity of its kindred spirit. We know how powerfully this feeling has been wrought out in splendid works of art, in which death is idealised as the great friend of man, the soother of the sorrowing, and releaser of the weary and toil-broken. May not such a feeling lie under the yearning of the Eastern devotee for that absorption which shall make cease to be the suffering and burdened creature, because he shall be lost in God. As illustrative of the feelings we have touched on, let me add another quotation or two from our own poets. In his Ode to a Nightingale, Keats has the following stanza :— 'Darkling, I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain From that new masterpiece of Tennyson's genius "Lucretius," the following lines are taken : "The Gods, who haunt The lucid interspace of world and world, "And therefore now Let her, that is the womb and tomb of all, Passionless bride, divine Tranquillity, I woo thee roughly, for thou carest not How roughly men may woo thee, so they win. Thus, thus: the soul flies out and dies in the air." I cannot pursue these topics any further at present, and am afraid I have trespassed on your patience too long. Let me say, in conclusion, what is of itself sufficiently obvious, that it is not the object of this paper to guide the learned in their researches, but that I have endeavoured to seize some general ideas which have struck me in a desultory study of the subject, and to develop these freely from our own point of view; to the intent that it may be seen that, besides their mythological absurdities, Eastern systems contain some philosophic elements. The proper religious aspects of the subject cannot of course be entered on here. |