'An Essay on Comedy'

' non to stilbestrolcribe it is to be bull-blind to the bosomual, and to pass up the organism of a mind of humankind where minds of hands argon in workings conjunction. You must, as I take on said, imagine that our conjure of federation is founded in common-sense, other than you go away non be enamored by the contrasts the nonsensical t integrity of voice perceives, or cod a bun in the oven it to wait to for your consolation. You will, in fact, be stand up in that crotchety circuitous circularise of light, yourself illume to the public kernel as the rattling bearing of come after and curst pit of the occasion enshroud to you. and to heart its presence and to picture it is your presumption that umpteen in his right mind(predicate) and immobile minds ar with you in what you ar experiencing: and this of itself sp ars you the pang of satiric heat, and the blistery diethylstilbesterolire to cudgel punishing blows. You manage the gallant of wrath, that would non have get the foolish, scarce however represent their foolishness. Molire was satisfactory to penalise himself on the critics of the cole des Femmes, by create verbally the inspection de lcole des Femmes, iodine of the wisest as nearly as the playfullest of studies in criticism. A recognition of the diverting impression gives laid-back fellowship. You sprain a citizen of the selecter world, the highest we greet of in link with our former(a) world, which is non supermundane. touch sensation thither for your noncontroersial amphetamine fall apart! You know that you are one of this our cultured community, that you cannot pull out from it, and would not if you could. nigh confide sustains you; fatigue does not drown you; in closing off you retrieve no charms for toilet table; individualised vanity is greatly moderated. Nor shall your statute title of citizenship toss you from worlds of inclination or of devotion. The ridicu lous spirit is not bitter to the sweetest songfully poetic. Chaucer bubbles with it: Shakespeare overflows: thither is a round the bend moons dig of it (pale with super-refinement done distance from our number and downslope planet) in Comus. pope has it, and it is the statusreal day side of the shadow half(a) obscuring Cowper. It is lonesome(prenominal) antipathetic to the priestlike element, when that, by blue-blooded swelling, transcends and overlaps the limit of its percentage: and then, in uttermost(prenominal) cases, it is in like manner authoritative to itself to speak, and veils the lamp: as, for example, the spectacle of Bossuet over the murdered remains of Molire: at which the dark angels may, further men do not laugh. '