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Inge,   W.R. 

The  idea  of  progress 


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1920 
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ROBA 


__      _.OMANES     LECTURE 

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T 'be  Idea  of 
Progress 


BY 

W.    R.    INGE 

C.V.O.,  D.D.,  Hon.  Fellow  of  Hertford  College 

DELIVERED    '          .    " 

IN    THE    SHELDONIAN    THEATRE 

27    MAY,    1920 


OXFORD 

AT  THE  CLARENDON   PRESS 

1920 


OXFORD    UNIVERSITY    PRESS 

LONDON  EDINBURGH          GLASGOW  NEW     YORK 

TORONTO      MELBOURNE      CAPE    TOWN       BOMBAY 

!  '  HUMPHREY    MILFORD 

PUBLISHER  TO  THE  UNIVERSITY 


(    3    ) 


The   Idea   of    'Progress 


THE  belief  in  Progress,  not  as  an  ideal  but  as  an 
indisputable  fact,  not  as  a  task  for  humanity  but  as  a 
law  of  Nature,  has  been  the  working  faith  of  the  West 
for  about  a  hundred  and  fifty  years.     Some  would  have 
us  believe  that   it   is    a  long  neglected    part  of  the 
Christian   revelation,  others  that   it  is  a  modern  dis- 
covery.    The  ancient  Pagans,  we  are  told,  put  their\ 
golden  age  in  the  past ;  we  put  ours  in  the  future.    The 
Greeks  prided    themselves  on   being   the  degenerate 
descendants  of  gods,  we  on  being  the  very  creditable 
descendants  of  monkeys.     The  Romans  endeavoured - 
to  preserve  the  wisdom  and  virtue  of  the  past,  we  to 
anticipate  the  wisdom  and  virtue  of  the  future.    This, 
however,  is  an  exaggeration.    The  theory  of  progress » 
and  the  theory  of  decadence  are  equally  natural,  and  s 
have  in  fact  been  held  concurrently  wherever  men  have 
speculated  about  their  origin,  their  present  condition, 
and  their  future  prospects.    Among  the  Jews  the  theory 
of  decadence  derived  an  inspired  authority  from  Genesis, 
but  the  story  of  the  Fall  had  very  little  influence  upon 
the  thought  of  that  tenaciously  optimistic  race.    Among 
the  Greeks,  who  had  the  melancholy  as  well  as  the 
buoyancy  of  youth,  it  was  authorized  by  Hesiod,  whose 
scheme  of  retrogression,  from  the  age  of  gold  to  the  age 
of  iron,  was  never  forgotten  in  antiquity.     Sophocles,  in 
a  well-known  chorus  imitated  by  Bacon,  holds  that  the 
best  fate  for  men  is  '  not  to  be  born,  or  being  born  to 
die*.    Aratus  develops  the  pessimistic  mythology  of 

2379  A  2 


4  TH  E    I  DE A 

Hesiod.  In  the  golden  age  Dike  or  Astraea  wandered 
about  the  earth  freely;  in  the  silver  age  her  visits 
became  fewer,  and  in  the  brazen  age  she  set  out  for 
s*  heaven  and  became  the  constellation  Virgo.  Perhaps 
Horace  had  read  the  lament  of  the  goddess :  '  What 
a  race  the  golden  sires  have  left — worse  than  their 
fathers  ;  and  your  offspring  will  be  baser  still.'  In  the 
third  century  after  Christ,  when  civilization  was  really 
crumbling,  Pagans  and  Christians  join  in  a  chorus  of 
woe.  On  the  other  side,  the  triumphs  of  man  over 
nature  are  celebrated  by  the  great  tragedians,  and  the 
Introduction  to  the  First  Book  of  Thucydides  sketches 
the  past  history  of  Greece  in  the  spirit  of  the  nineteenth 
century.  Lucretius  has  delighted  our  anthropologists 
by  his  brilliant  and  by  no  means  idealized  description  of 
savage  life,  and  it  is  to  him  that  we  owe  the  blessed 
word  Progress  in  its  modern  sense. 

1  Usus  et  impigrae  simul  experientia  mentis 
paulatim  docuit  pedetemtim  progredientes. 
sic  unum  quicquid  paulatim  protrahit  aetas 
in  medium,  ratioque  in  luminis  erigit  oras/ 

liny  believes  that  each  age  is  better  than  the  last. 
Seneca,  in  a  treatise,  parts  of  which  were  read  in  the 
Middle  Ages,  reminds  us  that  '  not  a  thousand  years 
have  passed  since  Greece  counted  and  named  the  stars, 
and  it  is  only  recently  that  we  have  learned  why  the 
moon  is  eclipsed.  Posterity  will  be  amazed  that  we  did 
not  know  some  things  that  will  seem  obvious  to  them/ 
'  The  world ',  he  adds,  '  is  a  poor  affair  if  it  does  not 
contain  matter  for  investigation  for  men  in  every 
age.  We  imagine  that  we  are  initiated  into  the  mysteries 
of  Nature ;  but  we  are  still  hanging  about  her  outer 
courts.^  These  last  are  memorable  utterances,  even  if 
Seneca  confines  his  optimism  to  the  pleasure  of  explor- 


OFPROGRESS  5 

ing  Nature's  secrets.  The  difference  between  Rousseau, 
who  admired  the  simple  life,  and  Condorcet,  who  be- 
lieved in  modern  civilization,  was  no  new  one ;  it  was 
a  common  theme  of  discussion  in  antiquity,  and  the 
ancients  were  well  aware  that  the  same  process  may  be 
called  either  progress  or  decline.  As  Freeman  says, '  In 
history  every  step  in  advance  has  also  been  a  step  back- 
wards '.  (The  picture  is  a  little  difficult  to  visualize,  but 
the  meaning  is  plain.)  The  fruit  of  the  tree  of  know- 
ledge always  drives  man  from  some  paradise  or  other ; 
and  even  the  paradise  of  fools  is  not  an  unpleasant 
abode  while  it  is  habitable.  Few  emblematic  pictures 
are  more  striking  than  the  Melencolia  (as  he  spells  it) 
of  Durer,  representing  the  Spirit  of  the  race  sitting 
mournfully  among  all  her  inventions :  and  this  was  at 
the  beginning  of  the  age  of  discovery!  But  the  deepest 
thought  o£  antiquity  was  neither  optimistic  nor  pessi- 
mistic/Ot  was  that  progress  and  retrogression  are  only 
the  incoming  and  outgoing  tide  in  an  unchanging 
The  pulse  of  the  universe  beats  in  an  alternate  expan- 
sion and  contraction.  f<fhe  result  is  a  series  of  cycles, 
in  which  history  repeats  itself.  Plato  contemplates  a 
world-cycle  of  36,000  solar  years,  during  which  the 
Creator  guides  the  course  of  events ;  after  which  he 
relaxes  his  hold  of  the  machine,  and  a  period  of  the 
same  length  follows,  during  which  the  world  gradually 
degenerates^/  When  this  process  is  complete,  the 
Creator  restores  again  the  original  conditions,  and  a 
new  cycle  begins.  Aristotle  thinks  that  all  the  arts  and 
sciences  have  been  discovered  and  lost  '  an  infinite 
number  of  times'.  Virgil  in  the  Fourth  Eclogue  tries 
to  please  Augustus  by  predicting  the  near  approach  of 
a  new  golden  age,  which,  he  says,  is  now  due.  This 
doctrine  of  recurrence  is  not  popular  to-day;  but 

A3 


6  THE    IDEA 

whether  we  like  it  or  not,  no  other  view  of  the  macro- 
cosm is  even  tenable.  Even  if  those  physicists  are 
right  who  hold  that  the  universe  is  running  down  like 
a  clock,  that  belief  postulates  a  moment  in  past  time 
when  the  clock  was  wound  up;  and  whatever  power 
it  up  once  may  presumably  wind  it  up  again, 
doctrine  of  cycles  was  held  by  Goethe,  who,  in 
reply  to  Eckermann's  remark  that  'the  progress  of 
humanity  seems  to  be  a  matter  of  thousands  of  years  ', 
answered,  '  Perhaps  of  millions.  Men  will  become  more 
clever  and  discerning,  but  not  better  or  happier,  except 
for  limited  periods.  I  see  the  time  coming  when  God 
will  take  no  more  pleasure  in  our  race,  and  must  again 
proceed  to  a  rejuvenated  creation.  I  am  sure  that  the 
time  and  hour  in  the  distant  future  are  already  fixed  for 
the  beginning  of  this  epoch.  But  we  can  still  for 
thousands  of  years  enjoy  ourselves  on  this  dear  old 
playground  of  ours/  Nietzsche  also  maintained  the 
law  of  recurrence,  and  so  did  the  Danish  philosophic 
theologian  Kierkegaard.  Shelley's  fine  poem,  'The 
world's  great  age  begins  anew ',  is  based  upon  it.  Still, 
I  must  admit  that  on  the  whole  the  ancients  did  tend  to 
regard  time  as  the  enemy :  '  damnosa  quid  non  imminuit 
dies  ? J  they  would  have  thought  the  modern  notion  of 
human  perfectibility  at  once  absurd  and  impious. 

The  Dark  Ages  knew  that  they  were  dark,  and  we 
hear  little  talk  about  progress  during  those  seven 
centuries  which,  as  far  as  we  can  see,  might  have  been 
cut  out  of  history  without  any  great  loss  to  posterity. 
The  Middle  Ages  (which  we  ought  never  to  confuse 
with  the  Dark  Ages),  though  they  developed  an  interest- 
ing type  of  civilization,  set  their  hopes  mainly  on  another 
world.  The  Church  has  never  encouraged  the  belief 
that  this  world  is  steadily  improving ;  the  Middle  Ages, 


OFPROGRESS  7 

like  the  early  Christians,  would  have  been  quite  content 
to  see  the  earthly  career  of  the  race  closed  in  their  own 
time.  Even  Roger  Bacon,  who  is  claimed  as  the 
precursor  of  modern  science,  says,  that  all  wise  men 
believe  that  we  are  not  far  from  the  time  of  Antichrist, 
which  was  to  be  the  herald  of  the  end.  The  Renais- 
sance was  a  conscious  recovery  from  the  longest  and 
dreariest  set-back  that  humanity  has  ever  experienced 
within  the  historical  period — a  veritable  glacial  age  of 
the  spirit.  At  this  time  men  were  too  full  of  admiration 
and  reverence  for  the  newly  recovered  treasures  of 
antiquity  to  look  forward  to  the  future.  In  the  seven- 
teenth century  a  doctrine  of  progress  was  already  in  the 
air,  and  a  long  literary  battle  was  waged  between  the 
Ancients  and  the  Moderns.  But  it  was  only  in  t 
eighteenth  century  that  Western  Europe  began  to 
dream  of  an  approaching  millennium  without  miracle, 
to  be  gradually  ushered  in  under  the  auspices  of  a 
faculty  which  was  called  Reason.  Unlike  some  of  their 
successors,  these  optimists  believed  that  perfection  was 
to  be  attained  by  the  self-determination  of  the  human 
will ;  they  were  not  fatalists.  In  France,  the  chief  home 
of  this  heady  doctrine,  the  psychical  temperature  soon 
began  to  rise  under  its  influence,  till  it  culminated  in  the 
delirium  of  the  Terror.  The  Goddess  of  Reason  hardly 
survived  Robespierre  and  his  guillotine-fout  the  belief 
in  progress,  which  might  otherwise  have  subsided 
when  the  French  resumed  their  traditional  pursuits— 
'rem  militarem  et  argute  loqui'—  was  reinforced  by 
the  industrial  revolution,  which  was  to  run  a  very 
different  course  from  that  indicated  by  the  theatrical  dis- 
turbances at  Paris  between  1789  and  1794,  the  impor- 
tance of  which  has  perhaps  been  exaggerate^/  In 
England  above  all,  the  home  of  the  new  industry, 


8  T  HE    IDEA 

progress  was  regarded  (in  the  words  which  Mr.  Mallock 
puts  into  the  mouth  of  a  nineteenth-century  scientist) 
as  that  kind  of  improvement  which  can  be  measured  by 
statistics.    This  was  quite  s^v^usly  the  view  of  the  last 
century  generally,  and  tnere  has  never  been,  nor  will 
there  ever  be  again,  such  an  opportunity  for  gloating 
over  this  kind  of  improvement.    The  mechanical  inven- 
tions of  Watt,  Arkwright,  Crompton,  Stephenson,  and 
others   led  to  an  unparalleled  increase  of  population. 
Exports  and  imports  also  progressed,  in   a  favourite 
phrase  of  the  time,  by  leaps  and  bounds.     Those  who, 
like  Malthus,  sounded  a  note  of  warning,  showing  that 
population  increases,  unlike  the  supply  of  food,  by  geo- 
metrical  progression,  were  answered  that   compound 
interest  follows  the  same  admirable  law.    It  was  obvious 
to  many  of  our  grandparents  that  a  nation  which  travels 
sixty  miles  an  hour  must  be  five  times  as  civilized  as 
one  which  travels  only  twelve,  and  that,  as  Glanvill  had 
already  declared  in  the  reign  of  Charles  II,  we  owe 
more  gratitude  to  the  inventor  of  the  mariner's  compass 
'  than  to  a  thousand  Alexanders  and  Caesars,  or  to  ten 
times  the  number  of  Aristotles  '.    The  historians  of  the 
time  could  not  contain  their  glee  in   recording  these 
triumphs.    Only  the  language  of  religion  seemed  appro- 
priate in  contemplating  so  magnificent  a  spectacle.     If 
they  had  read  Herder,  they  would  have  quoted  with 
approval  his  prediction  that  'the  flower  of  humanity, 
captive  still  in  its  germ,  will  blossom  out  one  day  into 
the  true  form  of  man  like  unto  God,  in  a  state  of  which 
no  man  on  earth  can  imagine  the  greatness  and  the 
majesty'.     Determinism  was  much   in   vogue   by  this 
time;   but  why  should   determinism   be  a  depressing 
creed  ?    The  law  which  we  cannot  escape  is  the  blessed 
law  of  progress — '  that  kind  of  improvement  that  can  be 


OF    PROGRESS  9 

measured  by  statistics'.  We  had  only  to  thank  our 
stars  for  placing  us  in  such  an  environment,  and  to 
carry  out  energetically  the  course  of  development  which 
Nature  has  prescribed  for  us,  and  to  resist  which  would 
be  at  once  impious  and  futile. 

Thus  the  superstition  of  progress  " ;.-  firmly  estab- 
lished.   To    become    a    popular    religion,    it    is    only 
necessary  for  a  superstition  to  enslave  a  philosophy. 
The   superstition   of  progress  had  the  singular  good 
fortune  to  enslave  at  least  three  philosophies— those  of 
Hegel,  of  Comte,  and  of  Darwin.    The  strange  thing  is 
that  none  of  these  philosophies  is  really  favourable  to 
the  belief  which  it  was  supposed  to  support.    Leaving 
for  the  present  the  German  and  the  French  thinkers, 
we  observe  with  astonishment  that  many  leading  men 
in  Queen  Victoria's  reign  found  it  possible  to  use  the 
great  biological  discovery  of  Darwin  to  tyrannize  over 
the  minds  of  their  contemporaries,  to  give  their  blessing 
to  the  economic  and  social  movements  of  their  time, 
and  to  unite  determinism  with  teleology  in  the  highly 
edifying  manner  to  which    I    have    already  referred. 
Scientific  optimism  was  no  doubt  rampant  before  Darwin. 
For  example,  Herschel  says  :  *  Man's  progress  towards 
a  higher    state    need  never  fear  a  check,   but    must 
continue  till  the  very  last  existence  of  histor^>*  But 
""Herbert  Spencer  asserts  the  perfectibility  of  man  with 
I  an  assurance  which  makes  us  gasp.     '  Progress  is  not 
an  accident  but  a  necessity.    What  we   call  evil  and 
j  immorality   must  disappear.     It  is  certain   that    man 
1  must  become  perfect.'     '  The  ultimate  development  of 
the  ideal  man  is  certain — as  certain  as  any  conclusion  in 
1  which  we  place  the  most  implicit  faith ;   for  instance, 
Ithat  all  men  will  die.'     '  Always  towards  perfection  is 
jthe   mighty  movement — towards  a  complete  develop 
Tnent  and  a  more  unmixed  good.' 


io  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

t 

It  has  been  pointed  out  by  Mr.  Bradley  that  these 
apocalyptic  prophecies  have  nothing  whatever  to  do  with 
Darwinism.  If  we  take  the  so-called  doctrine  of  evolu- 
tion in  Nature  as  a  metaphysics  of  existence,  which 
Darwin  never  intended  it  to  be,  '  there  is  in  the  world 
nojjiing_like  value,  or  goodj  or  evil.  Anything  imply- 
ing evolution,  in  the  ordinary  sense  of  development  or 
progress,  is  wholly  rejected/  The  survival  of  the  fittest 
does  not  mean  that  the  most  virtuous  or  the  most  useful 
or  the  most  beautiful  or  even  the  most  complex  survive  ; 
there  is  no  moral  or  aesthetic  judgement  pronounced  on 
the  process  or  any  part  of  it.  '  Darwinism  ',  Mr.  Bradley 
goes  on  to  say,  '  often  recommends  itself  because  it  is 
confused  with  a  doctrine  of  evolution  which  is  radically 
different.  Humanity  is  taken  in  that  doctrine  as  a  real 
being,  or  even  as  the  one  real  being  ;  and  humanity  (it 
is  said)  advances  continuously.  Its  history  is  develop- 
ment and  progress  towards  a  goal,  because  the  type  and 
character  in  which  its  reality  consists  is  gradually 
brought  more  and  more  into  fact.  That  which  is 
strongest  on  the  whole  must  therefore  be  good,  and  the 
ideas  which  come  to  prevail  must  therefore  be  true. 
This  doctrine,  though  I  certainly  cannot  accept  it,  for 
good  or  evil  more  or  less  dominates  or  sways  our  minds 
to  an  extent  of  which  most  of  us  perhaps  are  danger- 
ously unaware.  Any  such  view  of  course  conflicts 
radically  with  Danvinism,  w^kJLjanly  teaches  that  the 
true  idea  is  the  idea  which  prevails. 


in  the_end  with  no  criterion  at  all/  It  may  further  be 
suggested  that  Spencer's  optimism  depends  on  the  trans- 
missibility  of  acquired  characters;  but  this  is  too 
dangerous  a  subject  for  a  layman  in  science  to  discuss. 

Although  the  main  facts  of  cosmic  evolution,  and  the 
main   course  of  human   history  from   Pithecanthropus 


OFPROGRESS  n 

downwards,  are  well  known  to  all  my  hearers,  and  to 
some  of  them  much  better  than  to  myself,  it  may  be 
worth  while  to  recall  to  you,  in  bald  and  colourless 
language,  what  science  really  tells  us  about  the  nature 
and  destiny  of  our  species.  It  is  so  different  from  the 
gay  colours  of  the  rhapsodists  whom  I  have  just  quoted, 
that  we  must  be  amazed  that  such  doctrines  should  ever 
have  passed  for  scientific.  Astronomy  gives  us  a  picture 
of  a  wilderness  of  space,  probably  boundless,  sparsely 
sown  with  aggregations  of  elemental  particles  in  all 
stages  of  heat  and  cold.  These  heavenly  bodies  are  in 
some  cases  growing  hotter,  in  other  cases  growing 
colder ;  but  the  fate  of  every  globe  must  be,  sooner  or 
later,  to  become  cold  and  dead,  like  the  moon.  Our 
sun,  from  which  we  derive  the  warmth  which  makes 
our  life  possible,  is,  I  believe,  an  elderly  star,  which 
has  long  outlived  the  turbulent  heats  of  youth,  and  is 
on  its  way  to  join  the  most  senile  class  of  luminiferous 
bodies,  in  which  the  star  Antares  is  placed.  When 
a  star  has  once  become  cold,  it  must  apparently  remain 
dead  until  some  chance  collision  sets  the  whole  cycle 
going  again.  From  time  to  time  a  great  conflagration 
in  the  heavens,  which  occurred  perhaps  in  the  seven- 
teenth century,  becomes  visible  from  this  earth;  and 
we  may  imagine,  if  we  will,  that  two  great  solar  systems 
have  been  reduced  in  a  moment  to  incandescent  gas. 
But  space  is  probably  so  empty  that  the  most  pugna- 
cious of  astral  knights-errant  might  wander  for  billions 
of  years  without  meeting  an  opponent  worthy  of  its 
bulk.  .If  timf*  as  wHI  RS  spa™*  is'  infinity  worlds  must 

h^_hnrr^   an^   <Ji^   innnmprflhlft  tim^-S  however  few  and 

far  between  theiii_pp.rinHs  nf ..artivity  may  he.  Of  pro- 
gress,  in  such  a  system  tgken  as  a  whole,  thftrff  ran  not 
j>e_au_tnice.  Nor  can  there  be  any  doubt  about  the  fate 

2379  A  4 


12  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

of  our  own  planet.  Man  and  all  his  achievements  will 
one  day  be  obliterated  like  a  child's  sand-castle  when 
the  next  tide  comes  in.  Lucretius,  who  gave  us  the 
word  progress,  has  told  us  our  ultimate  fate  in  sonorous 
lines : 

'  Quorum  naturam  triplicem,  tria  corpora,  Memmi, 
tres  species  tarn  dissimiles,  tria  talia  texta, 
una  dies  dabit  exitio,  multosque  per  annos 
sustentata  ruet  moles  et  machina  mundi '. 

The  racial  life  of  the  species  to  which  we  happen  to 
belong  is  a  brief  episode  even  in  the  brief  life  of  the 
planet.    And  what  we  call  civilization  or  culture,  though 
much  older  than  we  used  to  suppose,  is  a  brief  episode 
in  the  life  of  our  race.    For  tens  of  thousands  of  years 
the  changes  in  our  habits  must  have  been  very  slight, 
and   chiefly  those  which  were  forced  upon  our  rude 
ancestors    by    changes   of   climate.     Then  in    certain 
districts  man  began,  as  Samuel  Butler  says,  to  wish  to 
live  beyond  his  income.    This  was  the  beginning  of  the 
vast  series  of  inventions  which  have  made  our  life  so 
complex.    And,   we  used  to   be   told,  the  'law  of  all 
progress  is  the  same,  the  evolution  of  the  simple  into 
the  complex  by  successive  differentiations '.    This  is  the 
gospel  according  to  Herbert  Spencer.    As  a  universal 
law  of  nature,  it  is  ludicrously  untrue.     Some  species 
have  survived  by  becoming  more  complex,  others,  like 
the  whole  tribe  of  parasites,  by  becoming  more  simple. 
On  the  whole,  perhaps  the  parasites  have  had  the  best 
of  it.    The   progressive  species  have  in  many   cases 
flourished  for  a  while  and  then  paid  the  supreme  penalty. 
The  living  dreadnoughts  of  the  Saurian  age  have  left  us 
their  bones,  but  no  progeny.     But  the  microbes,  one  of 
which  had  the  honour  of  killing  Alexander  the  Great  at 
the  age  of  thirty-two,  and  so  changing  the  whole  course 


OF    PROGRESS  13 

of  history,  survive  and  flourish.    The  microbe  illustrates 
the  wisdom  of  the  maxim,  XdOe  /ifraxra?.     It  took  thou- 
sands of  years  to  find  him  out.     Our  own  species,  being 
rather  poorly  provided  by  nature  for  offence  and  defence, 
had   to   live  by  its  wits,  and  so  came  to  the   top.     It 
developed  many  new  needs,  and  set  itself  many  insoluble 
problems.     Physiologists  like  Metchnikoff  have  shown 
how  very  ill-adapted  our  bodies  are  to  the  tasks  which 
we  impose  upon  them;  and  in  spite  of  the  Spencerian 
identification  of  complexity  with  progress,  our  surgeons 
try    to   simplify    our  structure    by   forcibly  removing 
various  organs  which  they  assure  us  that  we  do  not 
need.     If  we  turn  to  history  for  a  confirmation  of  the 
Spencerian  doctrine,   we  find,   on   the   contrary,    that 
civilization  is  a  disease  which  is  almost  invariably  fatal, 
unless  its  course  is  checked  in  time.    The  Hindus  and 
Chinese,  after  advancing  to  a  certain  point,  were  content 
to  mark  time ;  and  they  survive.     But  the  Greeks  and 
Romans   are   gone;   and  aristocracies  everywhere  die 
out.    Do  we  not  see  to-day  the  complex  organization  of 
the  ecclesiastic  and  college  don  succumbing  before  the 
simple  squeezing  and  sucking  organs  of  the  profiteer 
and  trade-unionist  ?    If  so-called  civilized  nations  show 
any    protracted  vitality,   it  is    because  they  are   only 
civilized  at  the  top.  Ancient  civilizations  were  destroyed 
by  imported  barbarians ;  we  breed  our  own. 

It  is  also  an  unproved  assumption  that  the  domination 
of  the  planet  by  our  own  species  is  a  desirable  thing, 
which  must  give  satisfaction  to  its  Creator.  We  have 
devastated  the  loveliness  of  the  world ;  we  have  exter- 
minated several  species  more  beautiful  and  less  vicious 
than  ourselves  ;  we  have  enslaved  the  rest  of  the  animal 
creation,  and  have  treated  our  distant  cousins  in  fur  and 
feathers  so  badly  that  beyond  doubt,  if  they  were  able 

AS 


14  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

to  formulate  a  religion,  they  would  depict  the  Devil  in 
human  form.  If  it  is  progress  to  turn  the  fields  and 
woods  of  Essex  into  East  and  West  Ham,  we  may  be 
thankful  that  progress  is  a  sporadic  and  transient 
phenomenon  in  history.  It  is  a  pity  that  our  biologists, 
instead  of  singing  paeans  to  Progress  and  thereby  stulti- 
fying their  own  speculations,  have  not  preached  us 
sermons  on  the  sin  of  racial  self-idolatry,  a  topic  which 
really  does  arise  out  of  their  studies.  '  Uanthropolatrie, 
voila  I'ennemi',  is  the  real  ethical  motto  of  biological 
science,  and  a  valuable  contribution  to  morals. 

It  was  impossible  that  such  shallow  optimism  as  that 
of  Herbert  Spencer  should  not  arouse  protests  from 
other  scientific  thinkers.  Hartmann  had  already  shown 
how  a  system  of  pessimism,  resembling  that  of 
Schopenhauer,  may  be  built  upon  the  foundation  of 
evolutionary  science.  And  in  this  place  we  are  not 
likely  to  forget  the  second  Romanes  Lecture,  when 
Professor  Huxley  astonished  his  friends  and  opponents 
alike  .by  throwing  down  the  gauntlet  in  the  face  of 
Nature,  and  bidding  mankind  to  find  salvation  by  accept- 
ing for  itself  the  position  which  the  early  Christian 
writer  Hippolytus  gives  as  a  definition  of  the  Devil- 
'he  who  resists  the  cosmic  process'  (6  avriraTTtov  rols 
Koo-ftiKois.)  The  revolt  was  not  in  reality  so  sudden  as 
some  of  Huxley's  hearers  supposed.  He  had  already 
realized  that  l  so  far  from  gradual  progress  forming  any 
necessary  part  of  the  Darwinian  creed,  it  appears  to  us 
that  it  is  perfectly  consistent  with  indefinite  persistence 
in  one  state,  or  with  a  gradual  retrogression.  Suppose, 
e.  g.,  a  return  of  the  glacial  period  or  a  spread  of  polar 
climatical  conditions  over  the  whole  globe/  The 
alliance  between  determinism  and  optimism  was  thus 
dissolved ;  and  as  time  went  on,  Huxley  began  to  see  in 


OFPROGRESS  15 

the  cosmic  process  something  like  a  power  of  evil.  The 
natural  process,  he  told  us  in  this  place,  has  no  tendency 
to  bring  about  the  good  of  mankind.  Cosmic  nature  is 
no  school  of  virtue,  but  the  head-quarters  of  the  enemy 
of  ethical  nature.  Nature  is  the  realm  of  tiger-rights ; 
it  has  no  morals  and  no  ought-to-be;  its  only  rights  are 
brutal  powers.  Morality  exists  only  in  the  'artificial' 
moral  world:  man  is  a  glorious  rebel,  a  Prometheus 
defying  Zeus.  This  strange  rebound  into  Manicheism 
sounded  like  a  blasphemy  against  all  the  gods  whom  the 
lecturer  was  believed  to  worship,  and  half-scandalized 
even  the  clerics  in  his  audience.  It  was  bound  to  raise 
the  question  whether  this  titanic  revolt  against  the 
cosmic  process  has  any  chance  of  success.  One  recent 
thinker,  who  accepts  Huxley's  view  that  the  nature  of 
things  is  cruel  and  immoral,  is  willing  to  face  the 
probability  that  we  cannot  resist  it  with  any  prospect  of 
victory.  Mr.  Bertrand  Russell,  in  his  arresting  essay, 
'A  Free  Man's  Worship',  shows  us  Prometheus  again, 
but  Prometheus  chained  to  the  rock  and  still  hurling 
defiance  against  God.  He  proclaims  the  moral  bank- 
ruptcy of  naturalism,  which  he  yet  holds  to  be  forced 
upon  us.  '  That  man  is  the  product  of  causes  which 
had  no  prevision  of  the  end  they  were  achieving ;  that 
his  origin,  his  growth,  his  hopes  and  fears,  his  loves  and 
his  beliefs,  are  but  the  outcome  of  accidental  collocations 
of  atoms;  that  no  fire,  no  heroism,  no  intensity  of 
thought  and  feeling,  can  preserve  an  individual  beyond 
the  grave;  that  all  the  labours  of  the  ages,  all  the 
devotion,  all  the  inspiration,  all  the  noonday  brightness 
of  human  genius,  are  destined  to  extinction  in  the  vast 
death  of  the  solar  system,  and  that  the  whole  temple  of 
man's  achievement  must  inevitably  be  buried  beneath 
the  debris  of  a  universe  in  ruins — all  these  things,  if  not 


i6  THE    IDEA 

quite  beyond  dispute^  are  yet  so  nearly  certain,  that  no 
philosophy  which  rejects  them  can  hope  to  stand. 
Only  within  the  scaffolding  of  these  truths,  only  on  the 
firm  .foundation,  of  unyielding  despair,  can  the  soul's 
habitation  henceforth  be  safely  built. '  Man  belongs  to 
1  ah  alien  and  inhuman  world ',  alone  amid  '  hostile 
forces '.  What  is  man  to  do  ?  The  God  who  exists  is 
evil ;  the  God  whom  we  can  worship  is  the  creation  of 
our  own  conscience,  and  has  no  existence  outside  it. 
The  '  free  man '  will  worship  the  latter ;  and,  like  John 
Stuart  Mill,  '  to  hell  he  will  go '. 

If  I  wished  to  criticize  this  defiant  pronouncement, 
which  is  not  without  a  touch  of  bravado,  I  should  say 
that  so  complete  a  separation  of  the  real  from  the  ideal 
is  impossible,  and  that  the  choice  which  the  writer 
offers  us,  of  worshipping  a  Devil  who  exists  or  a  God 
who  does  not,  is  no  real  choice,  since  we  cannot  worship 
either.  But  my  object  in  quoting  from  this  essay  is  to 
show  how  completely  naturalism  has  severed  its  alliance 
with  optimism  and  belief  in  progress.  Professor  Huxley 
and  Mr.  Russell  have  sung  their  palinode  and  smashed 
the  old  gods  of  their  creed.  No  more  proof  is  needed, 
Jl  think,  that  the  alleged  law  of  progress  has  no  scientific 
basis  whatever. 

Jut  the  superstition  has  also  invaded  and  vitiated  our 
history,  our  political  science,  our  philosophy,  and  our 
religion. 

The  historian  is  a  natural  snob ;  he  sides  with  the 
gods  against  Cato,  and  approves  the  winning  side.  He 
lectures  the  vanquished  for  their  wilfulness  and  want  of 
foresight,  sometimes  rather  prematurely,  as  when  Seeley, 
looking  about  for  an  example  of  perverse  refusal  to 
recognize  facts,  exclaims,  'Sedet,  aeternumque  sedebit 
unhappy  Poland!'  The  nineteenth-century  historian 


OF    PROGRESS  17 

was  so  loath  to  admit  retrogression  that  he  liked  to 
fancy  the  river  of  progress  flowing  underground  all 
through  the  Dark  Ages,  and  endowed  the  German 
barbarians  who  overthrew  Mediterranean  civilization 
with  all  the  manly  virtues.  If  a  nation^  or  a  religion, 
or  a  schoo]  of  art  dies,  the  historian  explains  whyjtjaras 
not  worthyJoJiye.  * 

In  political  science  the  corruption  of  the  scientific 
spirit  by  the  superstition  of  progress  has  been  flagrant. 
It  enables  the  disputant  to  overbear  questions  of  right 
and  wrong  by  confident  prediction,  a  method  which  has 
the  double  advantage  of  being  peculiarly  irritating  and 
incapable  of  refutation.  Qn  the  theory  ...of  J3j[ggiessr 
what  is  'coming*  must  be  right.  Forms  of  government 
and  modes  of  thought  which  for  the  time  being  are  not 
in  favour  are  assumed  to  have  been  permanently  left 
behind.  A  student  of  history  who  believed  in  cyclical 
changes  and  long  swings  of  the  pendulum  would  take 
a  very  different  and  probably  much  sounder  view  of 
contemporary  affairs.  The  votaries  of  progress  mistake 
the  flowing  tide  for  the  river  of  eternity,  and  when  the 
tide  turns  they  are  likely  to  be  left  stranded  like  the 
corks  and  scraps  of  seaweed  which  mark  the  high-water 
line.  This  has  already  happened,  though  few  realize  it. 
The  praises  of  Liberty  are  mainly  left  to  Conservatives, 
who  couple  it  with  Property  as  something  to  be 
defended,  and  to  conscientious  objectors,  who  dissociate 
it  from  their  country,  which  is  not  to  be  defended. 
Democracy — the  magic  ballot-box—has  few  worshippers 
any  longer  except  in  America,  where  men  will  still 
shout  for  about  two  hours— and  indeed  much  longer— 
that  she  is  'great'.  But  our  pundits  will  be  slow  to 
surrender  the  useful  words  '  progressive'  and  '  reaction- 
ary '.  The  classification  is,  however,  a  little  awkward. 


18  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

If  a  reactionary  is  any  one  who  will  not  float  with  the 
stream,  and  a  progressive  any  one  who  has  the  flowing 
tide  with  him,  we  must  classify  the  Christian  Fathers 
and  the  French  Encyclopaedists  as  belonging  to  the 
same  type,  the  progressive;  while  the  Roman  Stoics 
under  the  Empire  and  the  Russian  bureaucrats  under 
Nicholas  II  will  be  placed  together  under  the  opposite 
title,  as  reactionaries.  Or  is  the  progressive  not  the 
supporter  of  the  winning  cause  for  the  time  being,  but 
the  man  who  thinks,  with  a  distinguished  Head  of  a 
College  who,  as  I  remember,  affirmed  his  principles  in 
Convocation,  that  t  any  leap  in  the  dark  is  better  than 
standing  still ' ;  and  is  the  reactionary  the  man  whose 
constitutional  timidity  would  deter  him  from  performing 
this  act  of  faith  when  caught  by  a  mist  on  the  Matter- 
horn  ?  Machiavelli  recognizes  fixed  types  of  human 
character,  such  as  the  cautious  Fabius  and  the  im- 
petuous Julius  II,  and  observes  that  these  qualities  lead 
sometimes  to  success  and  sometimes  to  failure.  If  a 
reactionary  only  means  an  adherent  of  political  opinions 
which  we  happen  to  dislike,  there  is  no  reason  why 
a  bureaucrat  should  not  call  a  republican  a  reactionary, 
as  Maecenas  may  have  applied  the  name  to  Brutus  and 
Cassius.  Such  examples  of  evolution  as  that  which 
turned  the  Roman  Republic  into  a  principate  and  then 
into  an  empire  of  the  Asiatic  type,  are  inconvenient  for 
those  who  say  '  It  is  coming J,  and  think  that  they  have 
vindicated  the  superiority  of  their  own  theories  of 
government. 

We  have  next  to  consider  the  influence  of  the  super- 
stition of  progress  on  the  philosophy  of  the  last  century. 
To  attempt  such  a  task  in  this  place  is  a  little  rash,  and 
to  prove  the  charge  in  a  few  minutes  would  be  impos- 
sible even  for  one  much  better  equipped  than  I  am. 


\l 


OFPROGRESS  19 

But  something  must  be  said.  Hegel  and  Comte  are 
often  said  to  have  been  the  chief  advocates  of  the 
doctrine  of  progress  among  philosophers.  Both  of 
them  give  definitions  of  the  word — a  very  necessary 
thing  to  do,  and  I  have  not  yet  attempted  to  do  it. 
Hegel  defines  progress  as  spiritual  freedom ;  Corate  as 
true  or  positive  social  philosophy.  The  definitions  are 
peculiar;  and  neither  theory  can  be  made  to  fit  past 
history,  though  that  of  Comte,  at  any  rate,  falls  to  the 
ground  if  it  does  not  fit  past  history.  Hegel  is  perhaps 
more  independent  of  facts;  his  predecessor  Fichte 
professes  to  be  entirely  indifferent  to  them.  'The 
philosopher',  he  says,  'follows  the  a  priori  thread  of 
the  world-plan  which  is  clear  to  him  without  any  history  ; 
and  if  he  makes  use  of  history,  it  is  not  to  prove  any- 
thing, since  his  theses  are  already  proved  independently 
of  all  history.'  Certainly,  Hegel's  dialectical  process 
cannot  easily  be  recognized  in  the  course  of  European 
events ;  and,  what  is  more  fatal  to  the  believers  in  a  law 
of  progress  who  appeal  to  him,  he  does  not  seem  to 
have  contemplated  any  further  marked  improvements 
upon  the  political  system  of  Prussia  in  his  own  time, 
which  he  admired  so  much  that  his  critics  have  accused 
him  of  teaching  that  the  Absolute  first  attained  full 
self-consciousness  at  Berlin  in  the  nineteenth  century. 
He  undoubtedly  believed  that  there  has  been  progress 
in  the  past ;  but  he  does  not,  it  appears,  look  forward  to 
further  changes  ;  as  a  politician,  at  any  rate,  he  gives  us 
something  like  a  closed  system.  Comte  can  only  bring 
his  famous  '  three  stages '  into  history  by  arguing  that 
the  Catholic  monotheism  of  the  Middle  Ages  was  an 
advance  upon  pagan  antiquity.  A  Catholic  might  de- 
fend such  a  thesis  with  success;  but  for  Comte  the 
chief  advantage  seems  to  be  that  the  change  left  the 


20  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

Olympians  with  only  one  neck,  for  Positive  Philosophy 
to  cut  off.  But  Comte  himself  is  what  his  system 
requires  us  to  call  a  reactionary;  he  is  back  in  the 
'  theological  stage ' ;  he  would  like  a  theocracy,  if  he 
could  have  one  without  a  God.  The  State  is  to  be 
subordinate  to  the  Positive  Church,  and  he  will  allow 
'  no  unlimited  freedom  of  thought '.  The  connexion  of 
this  philosophy  with  the  doctrine  of  progress  seems 
very  slender.  It  is  not  so  easy  to  answer  the  question 
in  the  case  of  Hegel,  because  his  contentment  with  the 
Prussian  government  may  be  set  down  to  idiosyncrasy 
or  prudence ;  but  it  is  significant  that  some  of  his  ablest 
disciples  have  discarded  the  belief.  To  say  that  'the 
world  is  as  it  ought  to  be'  does  not  imply  that  it  goes 
on  getting  better,  though  some  would  think  it  was  not 
good  if  it  was  not  getting  better.  It  is  hard  to  believe 
that  a  great  thinker  really  supposed  that. the  universe 
as  a  whole  is  progressing,  a  notion  which  Mr.  Bradley  has 
stigmatized  as  'nonsense,  unmeaning  or  blasphemous*. 
Mr.  Bradley  may  perhaps  be  interpreting  Hegel  rightly 
when  he  says  that  for  a  philosopher  '  progress  can 
never  have  any  temporal  sense',  and  explains  that  a 
perfect  philosopher  would  see  the  whole  world  of 
appearance  as  a  'progress',  by  which  he  seems  to 
mean  only  a  rearrangement  in  terms  of  ascending  and 
descending  value  and  reality.  But  it  might  be  objected 
that  to  use  '  progress '  in  this  sense  is  to  lay  a  trap  for 
the  unwary.  Mathematicians  undoubtedly  talk  of  pro- 
gress, or  rather  of  progression,  without  any  implication 
of  temporal  sequence  ;  but  outside  this  science  to  speak 
of  '  progress  without  any  temporal  sense '  is  to  use 
a  phrase  which  some  would  call  self-contradictory.  Be 
that  as  it  may,  popularized  Hegelianism  has  laid  hold  of 
the  idea  of  a  self-improving  universe,  of  perpetual  and 


OFPROGRESS  21 

universal  progress,  in  a  strictly  temporal  sense.  The 
notion  of  an  evolving  and  progressing  cosmos,  with 
a  Creator  who  is  either  improving  himself  (though  we 
do  not  put  it  quite  so  crudely)  or  who  is  gradually 
coming  into  his  own,  has  taken  strong  hold  of  the 
popular  imagination.  The  latter  notion  leads  straight 
to  ethical  dualism  of  the  Manichean  type.  The  theory 
of  a  single  purpose  in  the  universe  seems  to  me  un- 
tenable. Such  a  purpose,  being  infinite,  could  never 
have  been  conceived,  and  if  conceived,  could  never  be 
accomplished.  The  theory  condemns  both  God  and 
man  to  the  doom  of  Tantalus.  Mr.  Bradley  is  quite 
right  in  finding  this  belief  incompatible  with  Christianity. 
It  would  not  be  possible,  without  transgressing  the 
limits  set  for  lecturers  on  this  foundation,  to  show  how 
the  belief  in  a  law  of  progress  has  prejudicially  affected 
the  religious  beliefs  of  our  time.  I  need  only  recall  to 
you  the  discussions  whether  the  perfect  man  could  have 
lived  in  the  first,  and  not  in  the  nineteenth  or  twentieth 
century — although  one  would  have  thought  that  the 
ancient  Greeks,  to  take  one  nation  only,  have  produced 
many  examples  of  hitherto  unsurpassed  genius ;  the 
secularization  of  religion  by  throwing  its  ideals  into  the 
near  future — a  new  apocalyptism  which  is  doing  mis- 
chief enough  in  politics  without  the  help  of  the  clergy ; 
and  the  unauthorized  belief  in  future  probation,  which 
rests  on  tiie  queer  assumption  that,  if  a  man  is  given 
time  enough,  he  must  necessarily  become  perfect.  In 
fact,  the  superstition  which  is  the  subject  of  this  lecture 
has  distorted  Christianity  almost  beyond  recognition. 
Only  one  great  Church,  old  in  worldly  wisdom,  knows 
that  human  nature  does  not  change,  and  acts  on  the 
knowledge.  Accordingly,  the  papal  syllabus  of  1864 
declares :  '  Si  quis  dixerit :  Romanus  pontifex  potest  ac 


22  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

debet  cum  progressu,  cum  liberalismo,  et  cum  recenti 
civilitate  sese  reconciliare  et  componere,  anathema  sit! 

Our  optimists  have  not  made  it  clear  to  themselves  or 
others  what  they  mean  by  progress,  and  we  may  suspect 
that  the  vagueness  of  the  idea  is  one  of  its  attractions. 
There  has  been  no  physical  progress  in  our  species  for 
many  thousands  of  years.  The  Cro-Magnon  race,  which 
lived  perhaps  twenty  thousand  years  ago,  was  at  least 
equal  to  any  modern  people  in  size  and  strength ;  the 
ancient  Greeks  were,  I  suppose,  handsomer  and  better 
formed  than  we  are;  and  some  unprogressive  races, 
such  as  the  Zulus,  Samoans,  and  Tahitians,  are  envied 
by  Europeans  either  for  strength  or  beauty.  Although 
it  seems  not  to  be  true  that  the  sight  and  hearing  of 
civilized  peoples  are  inferior  to  those  of  savages,  we 

A 

have  certainly  lost  our  natural  weapons,  which  from  one 
point  of  view  is  a  mark  of  degeneracy.  Mentally,  we 
are  now  told  that  the  men  of  the  Old  Stone  Age,  ugly 
as  most  of  them  must  have  been,  had  as  large  brains  as 
ours ;  and  he  would  be  a  bold  man  who  should  claim 
that  we  are  intellectually  equal  to  the  Athenians  or 
superior  to  the  Romans.  The  question  of  moral  im- 
provement is  much  more  difficult.  yUntil tne  Great  War 
few  would  have  disputed  that  civilized  man  had  become 
much  more  humane,  much  more  sensitive  to  the  suffer- 
ings of  others,  and  so  more  just,  more  self-controlled,  and 
less  brutal  in  his  pleasures  and  in  his  resentments.  The 
habitual  honesty  of  the  Western  European  might  also 
*  have  been  contrasted  with  the  rascality  of  inferior  races 
in  the  past  and  present.  It  was  often  forgotten  that,  if 
progress  means  the  improvement  of  human  nature  itself, 
the  question  to  be  asked  is  whether  the  modern  civilized 
man  behaves  better  in  the  same  circumstances  than  his 
ancestor  would  have  done.  Absence  of  temptation  may 


OF    PROGRESS  23 

produce  an  appearance  of  improvement;  but  this  is 
hardly  what  we  mean  by  progress,  and  there  is  an  old 
saying  that  the  Devil  has  a  clever  trick  of  pretending  to 
be  dead.  It  seems  to  me  very  doubtful  whether  when 
we  are  exposed  to  the  same  temptations  we  are  more 
humane  or  more  sympathetic  or  juster  or  less  brutal 
than  the  ancients.  [Even  before  this  war,  the  examples 
of  the  Congo  and  Putumayo,  and  American  lynchings, 
proved  that  contact  with  barbarians  reduces  many  white 
men  to  the  moral  condition  of  savages ;  and  the  outrages 
committed  on  the  Chinese  after  the  Boxer  rebellion 
showed  that  even  a  civilized  nation  cannot  rely  on 
being  decently  treated  by  Europeans  if  its  civilization  is 
different  from  their  own)  During  the  Great  War,  even  if 
some  atrocities  were  magnified  with  the  amiable  object 
of  rousing  a  good-natured  people  to  violent  hatred,  it 
was  the  well-considered  opinion  of  Lord  Bryce's  com- 
mission that  no  such  cruelties  had  been  committed  for 
three  hundred  years  as  those  which  the  Germans 
practised  in  Belgium  and  France.  It  was  startling  to 
observe  how  easily  the  blood-lust  was  excited  in  young 
men  straight  from  the  fields,  the  factory,  and  the  counter, 
many  of  whom  had  never  before  killed  anything  larger 
than  a  wasp,  and  that  in  self-defence.  As  for  the  Turks, 
we  must  go  back  to  Genghis  Khan  to  find  any  parallel 
to  their  massacres  in  Armenia ;  and  the  Russian  terror- 
ists have  reintroduced  torture  into  Europe,  with  the 
help  of  Chinese  experts  in  the  art.  With  these  examples 
before  our  eyes,  it  is  difficult  to  feel  any  confidence  that 
either  the  lapse  of  time  or  civilization  has  made  the  bete 
humaine  less  ferocious.  On  biological  grounds  there  is 
no  reason  to  expect  it.  No  selection  in  favour  of 
superior  types  is  now  going  on ;  on  the  contrary,  civil- 
ization tends  now,  as  always,  to  an  Ausrottung  der 


24  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

Besten — a  weeding-out  of  the  best ;  and  the  new  practice 
of  subsidizing  the  unsuccessful  by  taxes  extorted  from 
the  industrious  is  cacogenics  erected  into  P.  principle. 
The  best  hope  of  stopping  this  progressive  degeneration 
is  in  the  science  of  eugenics.  But  this  science  is  still 
too  tentative  to  be  made  the  basis  of  legislation,  and  we 
are  not  yet  agreed  what  we  should  breed  for.  The  two 
ideals,  that  of  the  perfect  man  and  that  of  the  perfectly 
organized  State,  would  lead  to  very  different  principles 
of  selection.  Do  we  want  a  nation  of  beautiful  and 
moderately  efficient  Greek  gods,  or  do  we  want  human 
mastiffs  for  policemen,  human  greyhounds  for  postmen, 
and  so  on?  However,  the  opposition  which  eugenics 
has  now  to  face  is  based  on  less  respectable  grounds, 
such  as  pure  hedonism  ('would  the  superman  be  any 
happier? ') ;  indifference  to  the  future  welfare  of  the  race 
('  posterity  has  done  nothing  for  me  ;  why  should  I  do 
anything  for  posterity?1) ;  and,  in  politics,  the  reflection 
that  the  unborn  have  no  votes. 

We  have,  then,  been  driven  to  the  conclusion  that 
neither  science  nor  history  gives  us  any  warrant  for 
believing  that  humanity  has  advanced,  except  by 
accumulating  knowledge  and  experience  and  the  instru- 
ments of  living.  The  value  of  these  accumulations  is 
not  beyond  dispute.  Attacks  upon  civilization  have 
been  frequent,  from  Crates,  Pherecrates,  Antisthenes, 
and  Lucretius  in  antiquity  to  Rousseau,  Walt  Whitman, 
Thoreau,  Ruskin,  Morris,  and  Edward  Carpenter  in 
modern  times.  I  cannot  myself  agree  with  these  ex- 
tremists. I  believe  that  the  accumulated  experience  of 
mankind,  and  his  wonderful  discoveries,  are  of  great 
value.  I  only  point  out  that  they  do  not  constitute  real 
-progress  in  human  nature  itself,  and  that  in  the  absence 
of  any  real  progress  these  gains  are  external,  precarious, 


OFPROGRESS  25 

and  liable  to  be  turned  to  our  own  destruction,  as  new 
discoveries  in  chemistry  may  easily  be. 

But  it  is  possible  to  approach  the  whole  question  of 
progress  from  another  side,  and  from  this  side  the 
results  will  not  be  quite  the  same,  and  may  be  more 
encouraging.  We  have  said  that  there  can  be  no 
progress  in  the  macrocosm,  and  no  single  purpose  in 
a  universe  which  has  neither  beginning  nor  end  in  time. 
But  there  may  be  an  infinite  number  of  finite  purposes, 
some  much  greater  and  others  much  smaller  than  the 
span  of  an  individual  life  ;  and  within  each  of  these 
some  Divine-.  thought  mayJae-woFking  itsd£~out,  bring- 
ing someJife_.Qr  series  ._o£.  lives,  .'jgrflf  natior>  nr.jace  or 
species,  to  that  perfection.,  which  is  natural  io_it—  what 
the  Greeks__call£d-Jl^JLDatiire  '.  The  Greeks  saw  n* 
contradiction  between  this  belief  and  the  theory  *f 
cosmic  cycles,  and  I  do  not  think  that  there  is  any  con- 
tradiction. It  mavbe,-that  there  is  an  immanent-ldejL: 

i&t  "'    "*•*"  •' 

logy  which  is  shaping  theJife-of-the  ^human-race.  towards 

whirh  \\px  not  yet  be^n 


reached.  To  advocate  such  a  theory  seems  like  going 
back  from  Darwin  tcj^XailiarcE^  but  *  vitalism  ',  if  it 
be  a  heresy,  is  a  very  vigorous  and  ._.obstiiHtg-Qnp  ;  w_e 
can  Jiardly^  dismiss  it  as-JLiDsdmtific.  The  possibility 
that  such  a  development  is  going  on  is  not  disproved  by 
the  slowness  of  the  change  within  the  historical  period. 
Progress  in  the  re.rent  millennia  segms^Ji£LJJ^lQ.-h^ve 
been  externa^  precarious.  ancLdjsappointing.  But  let 
Eislast  adjective  give  us  pause.  By  what  standard  do 
we_pronounce  it  disappointing»-and  who  gave  us  thisL 
standard?  This  disappointment  has  been  a  constant 
phenomenon,  with  a  very  few  exceptions.  What  does 
it  mean?  Have  those  who-reject  the  law  of  progress.. 
taken  it  into  account  ?  The  philosophy  of  naturalism 


26  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

always  makes  thejnistake  of  leaving  human  nature 
The  climbing  instinct  of  humanity,  and^our  discontent 
with  things  as^  they  are,  are  facts  which  have  to  be 
accounted  for  no  less  than  the  stable  instincts  of  nearly 
all  other  species.  We  all  desire  to  make  progress,  and 
our  ambitions  are  not  limited  to  our  own  lives  or  our 
lifetimes.  It  is  partpf  our  nature  to  aspire  and  hope  ; 
even  on  biological  grounds  this  instinct  must  be 
assumed  to  serve  some  function.  The  first  Christian 
poet,  Prudentius,  quite  in  the  spirit  of  Robert  Browning, 
names  Hope  as  the  distinguishing  characteristic  of 
mankind. 

'  Nonne  hominum  et  pecudum  distantia  separat  una?" 
quod  bona  quadrupedum  ante  oculossitasunt,ego  contra 
spero.' 


We  rrjust  consider  sprimisly  what  this  instinct  of  hope 
means  and  implies  in  the  scheme  of  things,  t- 

It  is  of  course  possible  to  dismiss  it  as  a  fraud.     Per- 
haps this  was  the  view  most  commonly  held  in  antiquity. 


UlusJQnjwhirh 


action  ;   but  in  the  last  resort  an   ignis  fatuus.    A 
Greek  could  write  for  his  tombstone  : 

'  I've  entered  port.     Fortune  and  Hope,  adieu  ! 
Make  game  of  others,  for  I've  done  with  you/ 

And  Lord  Brougham  chose  this  epigram  to  adorn  his 
villa  at  Cannes.  So  for  Schopenhauer  hope  is  the  bak 
by  which  Nature  gets  her  hook  in  our  nose,  and  induces 
us  to  serve  her  purposes,  which  are  not  our  own.  This 
is  ^pessimism,  which,-  like  optimism,  is  a  mood*..  .not 
^philosophy.  Neither  of  them  needs  refutation,  except 
for  the  adherent  of  the  opposite  mood  ;  and  these  will 
never  convince  each  other,  for  the  same  arguments  are 


OFPROGRESS  27 

fatal  to  both.  If  our  desires  are  clearly  contrary  to  the 
nature  of  things,  of  which  we  are  a  part,  it  is  our  wisdom 
and  our  duty  to  correct  our  ambitions,  and,  like  the 
Bostonian  Margaret  Fuller,  to  decide  to  'accept  the 
universe  '.  '  Gad  !  she'd  better/  was  Carlyle's  comment 
on  this  declaration.  The  true  inference  from  Nature's 
law  of  vicarious  sacrifice  is  not  that  life  is  a  fraud,  but 
that  selfishness  is  unnatural.  The  pessimist  can  only 
condemn  the  world  by  a  standard  which  he  finds  some- 
where, if  only  in  his  own  heart  ;  in  passing  sentence 
upon  it  he  affirms  an  optimism  which  he  will  not  sur- 
render to  any  appearances. 

;  butthey-distrusled 


Hope.  I  will  not  follow  those  who  say  that  they 
succumbed  to  the  barbarians  because  they  looked  back 
instead  of  forward  ;  I  do  not  think  it  is  true.  If  the 
Greeks  and  Romans  had  studied  chemistry  and  metal- 
lurgy instead  of  art,  rhetoric,  and  law,  they  might  have 
discovered  gunpowder  and  poison  gas  and  kept  the 
Germans  north  of  the  Alps.  BjjlJSiJPjJiLs  ..deliberate 
v^rdict-^H-pagan~-SjQciety,  that  _fc  /  had  no  hope  *,  cannot 
be  lightlY_§£t_aside.  No  .....  othgr.  religion,  before  f.hris- 

-hope  into  a  moral  virtue. 


by  hope  ',  waS-^L-Qew-doctrine  when  it  was  pro* 
nounced.  The  later  Neoplatonists  borrowed  St.  Paul's 
triad,  Faith,  Hope,  and  Love,  adding  Truth  as  a  fourth. 
Hopefulness  may  have  been  —  partly  a  legacy—from 
Jhldaism  ;  _butjt^was  muchjnore  a  part  of  the  intense 
spiritual  vitality  jwhich  was 


faith.  In  an  isolated  but  extremely  interesting  passage 
St.  Paul  extends  his  hope  of  'redemption  into  the 
glorious  liberty  of  the  children  of  God  '  to  the  '  whole 
creation  '  generally.  In  the  absence  of  any  explanation 
or  parallel  passages  it  is  difficult  to  say  what  vision  of 


28  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

cosmic  deliverance  was  in  his  mind.     Students  of  early 

jr  " 

Christian  thought  must_be,  struck  b}r  th 


in  the  minds  of  men,  combined  with  great  fluidity  in  the 
forms  or  moulds  into  which  it  ran.  After  much  fluctua- 
tion, it  tended  to  harden  as  belief  in  a  supramundane 
future,  a  compromise  between  Jewish  and  Platonic 
eschatology,  since  the  Jews  set  their  hopes  on  a  terres- 
trial future,  the  Platonists  on  a  supramundane  present. 
Christian  philosophers  inclined  to  the  Platonic  faith, 
while  popular  belief  retained  the  apocalyptic  Jewish 
idea  under  the  form  of  Millenarianism.  Religion  has 
oscillated  between  these  two  types  of  belief  ever  since, 
and  both  have  suffered  considerably  by  being  vulgarized. 
In  times  of  disorder  and  decadence,  the  Platonic  ideal 
world,  materialized  into  a  supraterrestrial  physics  and 
geography,  has  tended  to  prevail  :  in  times  of  crass 
prosperity  and  intellectual  confidence  the  Jewish  dream 
of  a  kingdom  of  the  saints  on  earth  has  been  coarsened 
into  promises  of  'a  good  time  coming'.  At  the  time 
when  we  were  inditing  the  paeans  to  Progress  which  I 
quoted  near  the  beginning  of  my  lecture,  we  were 
evolving  a  Deuteronomic  religion  for  ourselves  even 
more  flattering  than  the  combination  of  determinism 
with  optimism  which  science  was  offering  at  the  same 
period.  We  almost  persuaded  ourselves  that  the  words 
'  the  meek-spirited  shall  possess  the  earth  '  were  a  pro- 
phecy of  the  expansion  of  England.  Our  new  privileged 
class,  organized  Labour,  is  now  weaving  similar  dreams 
for  itself. 

It  is  easy  to  criticiza_the^forms  which  Hope_  has 
assumed.  But  the  Hope  which  has  generated  them  is 
a  solid  fact,  and  we  have  to  recognize  its  indomitable 
tenacity  and  power  of  taking  new  shapes.  The  belief 
in  a  law  of  progress,  which  I  have  criticized  so  un- 


OFPROGRESS  29 

mercifully,  is  one  of  these  forms.<  and  if  I  am  not 
mistaken,  it  is  nearly  worn  out.  "Disraeli  in  his  detached 
way  said,  *  The  European  talks  of  progress  because  by 
the  aid  of  a  few  scientific  discoveries  he  has  established 
a  society  which  has  mistaken  comfort  for  civilization  \ 
It  would  not  be  easy  to  sum  up  better/the  achievements 
of  the  nineteenth  century,  which  will  be  always  re- 
membered as  the  century  of  accumulation  and  expansion. 
It  was  jme_nf  the  great  ages  of  the  world  ;  and  its  great- 
ness  was  bound  up  with 


which,  in  the  crude  forms  which  it  usually  assumed,  we 
have  seen  to  be  an  illusion.  It  was  a  strenuous,  not 
a  self-indulgent  age.  The  profits  of  industry  were  not 
squandered,  but  turned  into  new  capital,  providing  new 
markets  and  employment  for  more  labour.  The  nation, 
as  an  aggregate,  increased  in  wealth,  numbers,  and 
power  every  day;  and  public  opinion  approved  this 
increase,  and  the  sacrifices  which  it  involved.  It  was 
a  great  century  ;  there  were  giants  in  the  earth  in  those 
days  ;  I  have  no  patience  with  the  pygmies  who  gird  at 
themT)  But,  as  its  greatest  and  most  representative  poet 
said  :  '  God  fulfils  himself  in  many  ways,  Lest  one  good 
custom  should  corrupt  the  world/  The  mould  in  which 
the  Victorian  age  cast  its  hopes  is  broken.  TJierejs  jnp 
law-joiLprogress  ;  and  the  gains  of  that  age  now  seem 
to  some  of  us  to  have  been  purchased  too  high,  or  even 
to  be  themselves  of  doubtful  value.  In  dough's  fine 
poem,  beginning,  '  Hope  evermore  and  believe,  O  man  ', 
a  poem  in  which  the  ethics  of  Puritanism  find  their 
perfect  expression,  the  poet  exhorts  us  : 

'Go!   say  not  in  thine  heart,  And  what  then,  were 

it  accomplished, 

Were  the  wild  impulse  allayed,  what  were  the  use 
and  the  good?' 


30  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

But  this  question,  which  the  blind  Puritan  asceticism 
resolutely  thrust  on  one  side,  has  begun  to  press  for  an 
answer.  It  had  begun  to  press  for  an  answer  before  the 
great  cataclysm,  which  shattered  the  material  symbols 
of  the  cult  which  for  a  century  and  a  half  had  absorbed 
the  chief  energies  of  mankind.  Whether  our  wide- 
spread discontent  is  mainly  caused,  as  I  sometimes 
think,  by  the  unnatural  conditions  of  life  in  large  towns, 
or  by  the  decay  of  the  ideal  itself,  it  is  not  easy  to  say. 
In  any  case,  the  gods  of  Queen  Victoria's  reign  are  no 
longer  worshipped.  And  I  believe  that£the  dissatis- 
faction with  things  as  they  are  is  caused  not  only  by 
the  failure  of  nineteenth-century  civilization,  but  partly 
also  by  its  success J  We  no  longer  wish  to  progress  on 
those  lines  if  we  could.  Our^  apocalyptic  dream  is 
vanishing  into  thin  air.  It  may  be  that  the  industrial 
revolution  which  began  in  the  reign  of  George  the  Third 
has  produced  most  of  its  fruits,  and  has  had  its  day. 
We  may  have  to  look  forward  to  such  a  change  as  is 
imagined  by  Anatole  France  at  the  end  of  his  Isle  of 
the  Penguins,  when,  after_an_orgy  of  revolutiqn_and 
destruction,  we  shall  slideback  into  the  quiet  rural  life 
of  the  early  modern  period.  If  sor  the  authors  of  the 
revolution  will  have  cut  theirjxwn  throats,  for  there  can 
be  no  great  manufacturing  towns  insuch  a  society. 
Their  disappearance  will  be  no  great  loss.  The  race 
will  have  tried  a  great  experiment,  and  will  have  rejected 
it  as  unsatisfying.  We  shall  have  added  something  to 
our  experience.  Fontenelle  exclaimed,  '  How  many 
foolish  things  we  should  say  now,  if  the  ancients  had 
not  said  them  all  before  us ! J  Fools  are  not  so  much 
afraid  of  plagiarism  as  this  Frenchman  supposed  ;  but  it 
is  true  that '  Eventu  rerum  stolidi  didicere  magistro '. 
There  is  much  to  support  the  belief  that  there  is 


OF    PROGRESS  31 

far  existence  among^jdeas,  and  that  those 
tend  Jta_4ii£^aiL3£likli-C^^ 

It  doe^LJioLnecessarily 


th  e  ideas  which  pre^aiLajxJietteiLmorallyf  or  eyen^truer 
to  thejaws  of  Nature,  than  those  which  fail.  Life  is 
so  chaotic,  and  development  so  sporadic  and  one-sided, 
that  a  brief  and  brilliant  success  may  carry  with  it  the 
seeds  of  its  own  early  ruin.  The  great  triumphs  of  human- 
ity have  not  come  all  at  once.  Architecture  reached  its 
climax  in  an  age  otherwise  barbarous  ;  Roman  Law  was 
perfected  in  a  dismal  age  of  decline  ;  and  the  nineteenth 
century,  with  its  marvels  of  applied  science,  has  pro- 
duced the  ugliest  of  all  civilizations.  There  have  been 
notable  flowering  times  of  the  Spirit  of  Man—  Ages  of 
Pericles,  Augustan  Ages,  Renaissances. 


npknnwn.       They 


may  depend  on  undistinguished  periods  when  force  is 
being  stored  up.  So  in  individual  greatness,  the  wind 
bloweth  where  it  listeth. 


have  died  unknownf  '  carent  quia  vate  sacro  '.  Emerson 
indeed  tells  us  that  l  One  'accent  of  the  Holy  Ghost  The 
careless  world  has  never  lost'.  But  I  should  like  to 
know  how  Emerson  obtained  this  information.  The 
world  has  not  always  been  '  careless  '  about  its  inspired 
prophets  ;  it  has  often,  a£  Faust  remarks,  burnt  or 
crucified  them,  before  they  have  delivered  all  their 
message.  The  activities  of  the  Race-Spirit  have  been 
quite  unaccountable.  It  has  stumbled  along  blindly, 
falling  into  every  possible  pitfall. 

The  laws  of  Nature  neither  promise  progress  nor       ,/ 
forbid  it.    We  could  do  much  to  determine.  ..our  own  * 
future  ;   but  there  has  been  no  consistency  about  our 
aspirations,  ^H  w^  have  frpgnpntly  followed  falsejights, 
andjDeen  __djsLllusigned  as^much  by  success  as  by  failure. 


32  T  H  E    I  D  E  A 

The  well-known  law  that  all  institutions  carry  with  them 

the  seeds  of  their  own  dissolution  is  not  so  much  an 

illustration  of  the  law  of  cyclical  revolution,  as  a  proof 

that  we  have  been  carried  to  and  fro  by  every  wind  of 

doctrine.     What  we  need  i$  a  fixed  and  absolute  stan- 

f  dard-Df  values,  that^we  may  know  wha±.jaza_want  tn 

-c'    and  where  we  wanLloero.    ltjs_jao-aaswer  to 

s^  0  ^ 

alljvalues  are  relative  and  ought  to  change. 
values  jirejiDt  relatiye_but  absolute.  Spiritual  progress 
must  be  within  the  sphere  of  a  reality  which  is  not  itself 
progressing,  or  for  which,  in  Milton's  grand  words* 
'  progresses  the  dateless  and  irrevoluble  circle  of  its  own 
perfection,  joining  inseparable  hands  with  joy  and  bliss 
in  over-measure  for  ever'.  Assuredly  there  must  j)e_ 

jarjvanre  in_nnr  apprahgn^inn  of  the  ideal,  which  .can 
never  be  fully-realiz£_d  because  it  belongs-lo  the  eternal 
world.  We  count  not  ourselves  to  have  apprehended 
in  aspiration  any  more  than  in  practice.  As  Nicolas  of 
Cusa  says  :  '  To  be  able  to  know-ever  more 
withouLend,  this  is  our..  likeness  to  the  eternal 

1  Man  always  desires  to  know  better  what  he  knows,  and 
to  love  more  what  he  loves  ;  and  the  whole  world  is  not 
sufficient  for  him,  because  it  does  not  satisfy  his  craving 
for  knowledge/  But  since  our  object  is  to  enter  within 
the  realm  of  unchanging  perfection,  finite  and  relative 
progress  cannot  be  our  ultimate  aim,  and  such  progress, 
like  everything  else  most  worth  having,  must  not  be 
aimed  at  too  directly.  Qur_ultunate  aim  is  fo  live  in  the. 
knowledge  and  enjoyment  of  t^p  absolute  values.  Truth, 
Goodness,  andJBeauly.  If  the-EIatonists  are  right,  we 
.^hal]  [shape  JMIT  surrpnn  Hinge;  more  effectively 
kind_oX...i  deal  ism  than  by-adopting 


methods    of  secularism.      I   have   suggested   that    our 
disappointments  have   been  very  largely  due  to    the 


OFPROGRESS 


33 


unworthiness  of  our  ideals,  and  to  the  confused  manner 
in  which  we  have  set  them  before  our  minds.  The  best 
men  and  women  do  not  seem  to  be  subject  to  this  con- 
fusion. So_farj.s_they  can  make  their  environment^  it 
is  a  society  immensely  in  advance  of  anything  which 
has-been 

If  any  social  amelioration  is  to  be  hoped  for,  and  I  can 
see  few  favourable  signs  at  present,  its  main  character- 
istic will  probably  be  sunplifkation-Jaih^ 
complexity.    This,  however,  is  not  a  question  which  can 
be  handled  at  the  end  of  a  lecture. 

Plato  says  of  his  ideal  State  that  it  does  not  much 

.  matter  whether  jt  is  ever  realized  on  earth  or  not.    Xh<e 

type  is  laid  up  mjif:a.ve.n,  and  ^approximations  to  it_  will 

be  made  from  time  to  time^since  all  living  creatures.  are, 

JJrami  npwaHg  towards   ttlp   .^"rrp   Of  their  heing       It 

does  not  matter  very  much,  if  he  was  right  in  believing 
—  as  we  too  believe  —  in_human  immortality.    ^nd_yet_ 
it   does  matter;    for  unless  our  communing  with  the 
eternal    TfJpa.s.-endQW.&_iis   with   somje,  .  creatiyg__virtuey 
whjch  makes  itsellfelt  upon  our  immediate^ 
,  if  ran  not:  he  that  we  have  made  those  Ideas 
own      There  is  no  alchemy  by  which 


we  jnay  ,  get.  golden  rominrt  nnt  of  leaden  instincts  —  so 
Herbert  Spencer  ^^  11Ci  very  truly:  but  if  our  ideals 
are  of  gold,  there  is  an  alchemy  which  will  transmute 
our  external  activities,  so  that  our  contributions  to  the 
spiritual  temple  may  be  no  longer  (  wood,  hay,  and 
stubble  ',  to  be  destroyed  in  the  next  conflagration,  but 
precious  and  durable  material. 

For  individuals,  then,  the  path  of  progress  is  always 
open  ;  but,  as  Hesiod  told  us  long  before  the  Sermon 
on  the  Mount,  it  is  a  narrow  path,  steep  and  difficult, 
especially  at  first.  There  will  never  be  a  crowd 


34      THE    IDEA    OF    PROGRESS 

gathered  round  this  gate  ;  '  few  there  be  that  find  it  J. 
For  this  reason,  we  must  cut  down  our  hopes  for  our 
nation,  for  Europe,  and  for  humanity  at  large,  to  a  very 
modest  and  humble  aspiration.  We  have  no  millennium 
to  look  forward  to  ;  but  neither  need  we  fear  any  pro- 
tracted or  widespread  retrogression.  There  will  •  be 
new  types  of  achievement  which  will  enrich  the  experi- 
ence of  the  race  ;  and  from  time  to  time,  in  the  long 
vista  which  science  seems  to  promise  us,  there  will  be  new 
flowering-times  of  genius  and  virtue,  not  less  glorious 
than  the  age  of  Sophocles  or  the  age  of  Shakespeare. 

/They  will,  not  merely  repeat  the  triumphs  of  the  past, 
but  will  add  new  varieties  to  the  achievements  of  the 

•  human  mind. 

Whether  the  human  type  itself  is  capable  of  further 
physical,  intellectual,  or  moral  improvement,  we  do  not 
know.  It  is  safe  to  predict  that  we  shall  go  on  hoping, 
though  our  recent  hopes  have  ended  in  disappointment. 
Our  lower  ambitions  partly  succeed  and  partly  fail,  and 
never  wholly  satisfy  us  ;  of 


our  race^we  may  perhaps  cherish  the  faitlrthat  no  pure 
hope_£an_.£>zer  with 
of  its  roots. 


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