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1 8 MONTAIGNE in 1595, three years after the author's death, by his niece, Mile, de Gournay, is sufficient and adequate. Though five editions of the " Essais " were printed during their author's life 1580 and 1582 at Bordeaux, 1584 (probably) and 1587 at Paris, 1588 at Bordeaux to critics in search of dramatic spiritual changes a com- parative study will afford but meagre sport. To be sure, the editions of '84 and '87 were nothing more than what we should now call reprints ; but the edition of 1588, of which " L'Exemplaire de Bordeaux " is a copy, represents so thorough an overhauling and so generous an enlarging of the old book that some have been tempted to reckon it a new one. Yet, though it garners the fruit of eight fertile it reveals no years of travel and public service, startling change in the outlook, nor in what is more important, the insight, of its author. We need feel no surprise. Had Montaigne been the sort of man whose views and sentiments are profoundly affected by travel or office, he would not have been the object of that cult of which the three volumes before us are the latest, and perhaps the most significant, monument. That is a peculiar man whose crossings and dottings and deletions are judged worthy of photographic record by the authorities of a great industrial city.

MONTAIGNE 19 Montaigne was thoroughly normal, not to say commonplace, in his ability to pass through foreign countries without suffering anything so alarming as a conversion. He left home on his travels in Germany, Switzerland, and Italy, a learned and extremely intelligent man of affairs, who had taken, rather late in life perhaps, to playing the part of a French country gentleman ; he returned with a store of acute observations and pleasant anecdotes, a little older, a little mellower, otherwise unchanged. Of those magically expanded views, those sudden yawnings of sympathetic depths, that nowadays every one may count on winning, if not by a week in Brittany, at any rate by a month in Manitoba, we find scarcely a trace. In the sixteenth century that sort of thing was unusual. Even in those days there were people of extraordinary sensibility for whom life was a succession of miracles, who with difficulty recognized themselves from year to year, to whom going abroad was an emotional adventure, a supreme revelation : but of these Montaigne was not one. Him, like some others, change seems merely to have confirmed in his native predispositions and prejudices. As he grew older he grew vainer, rather more garrulous, fonder of his favourite authors, and a little less open-minded ; and his travels were nothing more than a long and

MONTAIGNE 19<br />

Montaigne was thoroughly normal, not to<br />

say commonplace, in his ability to pass through<br />

foreign countries without suffering anything so<br />

alarming as a conversion. He left home on his<br />

travels in Germany, Switzerland, and Italy,<br />

a learned and extremely intelligent man of<br />

affairs, who had taken, rather late in life<br />

perhaps, to playing the part of a French<br />

country gentleman ;<br />

he returned with a store<br />

of acute observations and pleasant anecdotes,<br />

a little older, a little mellower, otherwise<br />

unchanged. Of those magically expanded<br />

views, those sudden yawnings of sympathetic<br />

depths, that nowadays every one may count on<br />

winning, if not by a week in Brittany, at any<br />

rate by a month in Manitoba, we find scarcely<br />

a trace. In the sixteenth century that sort<br />

of thing was unusual. Even in those days<br />

there were people of extraordinary sensibility<br />

for whom life was a succession of miracles,<br />

who with difficulty recognized themselves from<br />

year to year, to whom going abroad was an<br />

emotional adventure, a supreme revelation :<br />

but of these Montaigne was not one. Him,<br />

like some others, change seems merely to have<br />

confirmed in his native predispositions and<br />

prejudices. As he grew older he grew vainer,<br />

rather more garrulous, fonder of his favourite<br />

authors, and a little less open-minded ; and<br />

his travels were nothing more than a long and

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