. The book of months . THE BOOK OF MONTHS that sort of veneer of the mind which we callculture, literary taste, artistic taste, or whatnot, a thing which he probably does not possessat present, even then should we set him down at Romeo and Juliet, let us say, what will be hisverdict? Why, that he can see the thing itselfevery evening, and perhaps has acted it, too, poorlittle devil, and why should he spend his time inreading a pale moonlight translation when theoriginal jostles him? At this point, of course,the literati will hold up hands of horror. Do Imean to say, they will ask, that the imm
. The book of months . THE BOOK OF MONTHS that sort of veneer of the mind which we callculture, literary taste, artistic taste, or whatnot, a thing which he probably does not possessat present, even then should we set him down at Romeo and Juliet, let us say, what will be hisverdict? Why, that he can see the thing itselfevery evening, and perhaps has acted it, too, poorlittle devil, and why should he spend his time inreading a pale moonlight translation when theoriginal jostles him? At this point, of course,the literati will hold up hands of horror. Do Imean to say, they will ask, that the immortaltragedy I have referred to is to be brought intocomparison, even for a jest, with the idyls ofthe street-corner, with the walking out of a manwith a maid, a marriage in the registry office—or perhaps the omission of that ceremony? Yes,if they will but think, I mean all that. For why,if we consider this question more closely, does thetragedy of Romeo and Juliet strike us, andrightly, as a masterpiece, and why doe
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