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Thursday, July 12, 2012, 8:00 AM

Adam Kirsch has a charming essay marking the 100 birthday of literary critic M. H. Abrams over at the Tablet, one well worth reading.

I may have read Abrams’ most famous work of criticism, The Mirror and the Lamp (1953), as an undergraduate or graduate student. But it was his other big book, Natural Supernaturalism: Tradition and Revolution in Romantic Literature (1971), that I remember best. I read it while working on a large project about “transcendence.” (Granted, that sounds grandiose, but I was theology professor at the time.) The Romantic movement in art and literature reflected a rebellion against the cold, mechanical universe of modern science. With our worldview challenged by modern science, modern Christians have long been tempted to think the Romantics allies are crypto-Christians. If your enemy is my enemy, then you’re my friend.

There are substantive reasons for this. Poets like Wordsworth see the human person as capable of communing with the whole of reality, or at least with aspects in a deeper, more profound way. We transcend ordinary life, as it were, in moments of imaginative, ecstatic insight, sometimes brought on by the power of nature, and sometimes by the power of love, or even by the power of what is ugly or evil. This “more” can seem like a natural version of the supernatural transcendence of faith.

Natural Supernaturalism was important for me to read, because Abrams shows the many ways in which the Romantic movement was at odds with orthodox Christianity. But the same pattern–the transcendence to something “more”–does not amount to the same thing. According to the Romantics, the motor that moves us toward the “more” is not grace, and the “more” is not God. No doubt Abrams could put things so clearly not only because he disciplined himself to acquire a detailed knowledge of Christian thought (not something one finds much of among literary professors today), but also because as a Jew he had no investment in stage-managing modernity so that its rebellions against Christian orthodoxy could somehow be transformed into affirmations. Paul Tillich was among the most creative masters of this particular trick.

The defining feature of modern Christianity has been its desire to reconcile modernity in the West with Christianity. Abrams helped me see that modernity is in many respects a devolved form of Christianity that, taken as a whole, competes for control over our spiritual imaginations. That’s why many, many aspects of modernity can be affirmed by a Christianity, but not “modernity.”

Good for Adam Kirsch for revisiting Abrams’ achievement. And as long as I’m praising Kirsch, I should let you know that he recently wrote a very richly detailed, fine,and perceptive essay about Susan Sontag, also in the Tablet.

The theory-driven project of postmodern literary criticism that seemed so important in the 1980s has run out of gas. Kirsch, who also wrote a good (though only good) book on Lionel Trilling is going back to the earlier critics who read and wrote with supple cultural and moral imaginations rather than feeding literature into clattering theoretical contraptions. He is engaged in an important work of recovery and reassessment.

Who will do the same on the pages of First Things?

2 Comments

    Michael P. Walsh, MM
    July 13th, 2012 | 6:50 am

    T. E. Hulme’s essay “Romanticism and Classicism” sufficed for me, and his succinct observation that “Romanticism is spilt religion” only confirmed what I had come to realize as an undergrad. But as you suggest, Romanticism is a persistent vice, and not only in literature. As for “modernity [being] a devolved form of Christianity that, taken as a whole, competes for control over our spiritual imaginations” I have long thought Eric Voegelin’s work covered that pretty completely. But I shall happily read Abrams for another take.

    hershel Parker
    July 13th, 2012 | 10:02 am

    It’s a lovely tribute to Mike, but may I point out that I spell my name without a c and that I am at last report alive? See these paragraphs:
    Starting in the postwar years, anti-Semitism became intellectually unrespectable, thanks to its association with Nazism and the Holocaust, while the flood of new students entering the universities under the G.I. Bill meant that there was an urgent need for new faculty. Jewish professors, critics, and scholars were newly acceptable—Lionel Trilling studied Arnold at Columbia, and Harry Levin studied Joyce at Harvard. Leon Edel wrote the biography of Henry James, and Herschel Parker wrote the biography of Melville. Alfred Kazin recovered the history of the American novel in On Native Grounds, a title whose defiant claim could not be missed.

    Of that pioneering generation, there is only one major figure still living: M.H. Abrams, who will celebrate his 100th birthday on July 23. (Abrams is also still publishing: In August, Norton will bring out a new collection of his essays, The Fourth Dimension of a Poem.) Abrams’ name will be familiar to just about every English major of the last half-century, if only because it appears at the top of the spine of each edition of the Norton Anthology of English Literature, which Abrams created in 1962.

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