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IBSEN i WAS it chance made Mr. Ellis Roberts mention June 1912 C zanne on the fourth page of a book about Ibsen ? One cannot think so. Similarities in the work and circumstances of the two men can hardly have escaped him. Born within a dozen years of each other (Ibsen was born in 1828), both matured in a period when the professions of writing and painting were laboriously cultivated at the expense of art. Each, unguided except by his own sense of dissatisfaction with his surroundings, found a way through the sloughs of romance and the deserts of realism, to the high country beyond them. Both sought and both found the same thing the thing above literature and painting, the stuff out of which great literature and painting are made. The Romantics and Realists were like to cuffs about which is the more people coming important thing in an orange, the history of Spain or the number of pips. The instinct of 1 " Henrik Ibsen: a Critical Study." By R. Ellis Roberts. (Seeker.) 28

IBSEN 29 the romantic, invited to say what he felt about anything, was to recall its associations. A rose made him think of quaint gardens and gracious ladies and Edmund Waller and sundials, and a thousand pleasant things that, at one time or another, had befallen him or some one else. A rose touched life at a hundred pretty points. A rose was interesting because it had a past. On this the realist's comment was " Mush ! " or words to that effect. In like predicament, he would give a detailed account of the properties of Rosa setigera, not forgetting to mention the urnshaped calyx-tube, the five imbricated lobes, or the open corolla of five obovate petals. To an Ibsen or a Cezanne one account would appear as irrelevant as the other, since both omitted the thing that mattered, what philo- sophers used to call " the thing in itself," what now they would call " the essential reality " : SOLNESS. ... Do you read much ? HILDA. No, never ! I have given it up. For it all seems so irrelevant. SOLNESS. That is just my feeling. It was just what the books left out that Ibsen wanted to express. He soon worked through the romantic tradition. It hampered him long enough to

IBSEN 29<br />

the romantic, invited to say what he felt<br />

about anything, was to recall its associations.<br />

A rose made him think of quaint gardens and<br />

gracious ladies and Edmund Waller and<br />

sundials, and a thousand pleasant things that,<br />

at one time or another, had befallen him or<br />

some one else. A rose touched life at a<br />

hundred pretty points. A rose was interesting<br />

because it had a past. On this the realist's<br />

comment was " Mush !<br />

" or words to that<br />

effect. In like predicament, he would give a<br />

detailed account of the properties of Rosa<br />

setigera, not forgetting to mention the urnshaped<br />

calyx-tube, the five imbricated lobes,<br />

or the open corolla of five obovate petals.<br />

To an Ibsen or a Cezanne one account would<br />

appear as irrelevant as the other, since both<br />

omitted the thing that mattered, what philo-<br />

sophers used to call " the thing in itself,"<br />

what now they would call " the essential<br />

reality<br />

" :<br />

SOLNESS. ... Do you read much ?<br />

HILDA. No, never ! I have given it up. For it<br />

all seems so irrelevant.<br />

SOLNESS. That is just my feeling.<br />

It was just what the books left out that Ibsen<br />

wanted to express.<br />

He soon worked through the romantic<br />

tradition. It hampered him long enough to

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