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〃To the eye of vulgar Logic；〃 says he； 〃what is man？ An omnivorous Biped that wears Breeches。 To the eye of Pure Reason what is he？ A Soul； a Spirit； and divine Apparition。 Round his mysterious ME； there lies； under all those wool…rags； a Garment of Flesh （or of Senses）； contextured in the Loom of Heaven； whereby he is revealed to his like； and dwells with them in UNION and DIVISION； and sees and fashions for himself a Universe； with azure Starry Spaces； and long Thousands of Years。 Deep…hidden is he under that strange Garment； amid Sounds and Colors and Forms； as it were； swathed in； and inextricably over…shrouded： yet it is sky…woven； and worthy of a God。 Stands he not thereby in the centre of Immensities； in the conflux of Eternities？ He feels； power has been given him to know； to believe； nay does not the spirit of Love； free in its celestial primeval brightness； even here； though but for moments； look through？ Well said Saint Chrysostom； with his lips of gold； 'the true SHEKINAH is Man：' where else is the GOD'S…PRESENCE manifested not to our eyes only； but to our hearts； as in our fellow…man？〃
In such passages； unhappily too rare； the high Platonic Mysticism of our Author； which is perhaps the fundamental element of his nature； bursts forth； as it were； in full flood： and； through all the vapor and tarnish of what is often so perverse； so mean in his exterior and environment； we seem to look into a whole inward Sea of Light and Love；though； alas； the grim coppery clouds soon roll together again； and hide it from view。
Such tendency to Mysticism is everywhere traceable in this man； and indeed； to attentive readers； must have been long ago apparent。 Nothing that he sees but has more than a common meaning； but has two meanings： thus； if in the highest Imperial Sceptre and Charlemagne…Mantle； as well as in the poorest Ox…goad and Gypsy…Blanket； he finds Prose； Decay； Contemptibility； there is in each sort Poetry also； and a reverend Worth。 For Matter； were it never so despicable； is Spirit； the manifestation of Spirit： were it never so honorable； can it be more？ The thing Visible； nay the thing Imagined； the thing in any way conceived as Visible； what is it but a Garment； a Clothing of the higher； celestial Invisible； 〃unimaginable formless； dark with excess of bright〃？ Under which point of view the following passage； so strange in purport； so strange in phrase； seems characteristic enough：
〃The beginning of all Wisdom is to look fixedly on Clothes； or even with armed eyesight； till they become _transparent_。 'The Philosopher；' says the wisest of this age； 'must station himself in the middle：' how true！ The Philosopher is he to whom the Highest has descended； and the Lowest has mounted up； who is the equal and kindly brother of all。
〃Shall we tremble before clothwebs and cobwebs； whether woven in Arkwright looms； or by the silent Arachnes that weave unrestingly in our Imagination？ Or； on the other hand； what is there that we cannot love； since all was created by God？
〃Happy he who can look through the Clothes of a Man （the woollen； and fleshly； and official Bank…paper and State…paper Clothes） into the Man himself； and discern； it may be； in this or the other Dread Potentate； a more or less incompetent Digestive…apparatus； yet also an inscrutable venerable Mystery； in the meanest Tinker that sees with eyes！〃
For the rest； as is natural to a man of this kind； he deals much in the feeling of Wonder； insists on the necessity and high worth of universal Wonder； which he holds to be the only reasonable temper for the denizen of so singular a Planet as ours。 〃Wonder；〃 says he； 〃is the basis of Worship： the reign of wonder is perennial； indestructible in Man； only at certain stages （as the present）； it is； for some short season； a reign _in partibus infidelium_。〃 That progress of Science； which is to destroy Wonder； and in its stead substitute Mensuration and Numeration； finds small favor with Teufelsdrockh； much as he otherwise venerates these two latter processes。
〃Shall your Science；〃 exclaims he； 〃proceed in the small chink…lighted； or even oil…lighted； underground workshop of Logic alone； and man's mind become an Arithmetical Mill； whereof Memory is the Hopper； and mere Tables of Sines and Tangents； Codification； and Treatises of what you call Political Economy； are the Meal？ And what is that Science； which the scientific head alone； were it screwed off； and （like the Doctor's in the Arabian Tale） set in a basin to keep it alive； could prosecute without shadow of a heart；but one other of the mechanical and menial handicrafts； for which the Scientific Head （having a Soul in it） is too noble an organ？ I mean that Thought without Reverence is barren； perhaps poisonous； at best； dies like cookery with the day that called it forth； does not live； like sowing； in successive tilths and wider…spreading harvests； bringing food and plenteous increase to all Time。〃
In such wise does Teufelsdrockh deal hits； harder or softer； according to ability； yet ever； as we would fain persuade ourselves； with charitable intent。 Above all； that class of 〃Logic…choppers； and treble…pipe Scoffers； and professed Enemies to Wonder； who； in these days； so numerously patrol as night…constables about the Mechanics' Institute of Science； and cackle； like true Old…Roman geese and goslings round their Capitol； on any alarm； or on none； nay who often； as illuminated Sceptics； walk abroad into peaceable society； in full daylight； with rattle and lantern； and insist on guiding you and guarding you therewith； though the Sun is shining； and the street populous with mere justice…loving men：〃 that whole class is inexpressibly wearisome to him。 Hear with what uncommon animation he perorates：
〃The man who cannot wonder； who does not habitually wonder （and worship）； were he President of innumerable Royal Societies； and carried the whole _Mecanique Celeste_ and _Hegel's Philosophy_； and the epitome of all Laboratories and Observatories with their results； in his single head；is but a Pair of Spectacles behind which there is no Eye。 Let those who have Eyes look through him； then he may be useful。
〃Thou wilt have no Mystery and Mysticism； wilt walk through thy world by the sunshine of what thou callest Truth； or even by the hand…lamp of what I call Attorney…Logic； and 'explain' all； 'account' for all； or believe nothing of it？ Nay； thou wilt attempt laughter； whoso recognizes the unfathomable； all…pervading domain of Mystery； which is everywhere under our feet and among our hands； to whom the Universe is an Oracle and Temple； as well as a Kitchen and Cattle…stall；he shall be a delirious Mystic； to him thou； with sniffing charity； wilt protrusively proffer thy hand…lamp； and shriek； as one injured； when he kicks his foot through it？_Armer Teufel_！ Doth not thy cow calve； doth not thy bull gender？ Thou thyself； wert thou not born； wilt thou not die？ 'Explain' me all this； or do one of two things： Retire into private places with thy foolish cackle； or； what were better； give it up； and weep； not that the reign of wonder is done； and God's world all disembellished and prosaic； but that thou hitherto art a Dilettante and san