only faintly disguised reference to Ripleyâs aggressively transcendental Specimens of Modern Standard Literature (1838), just before lamenting that, under one name or another, âthe Transcendentalists have their share in all the current literature in the world.â More internally still, the tale which followsâa painful faith-test for an elaborately misprepared Giovanni Guascontiâdeploys Ripleyâs own logic of faith and evidence, in the very late-Renaissance world where modern skepticism and fideism were certifiably twin-born. The full import of the Paduan setting has required a rare mix of scholarly patience and readerly acumen fully to reconstruct; but the narratorâs tendentious emphasis on Giovanniâs failure to regard his intuitive âbetter evidenceâ plainly recalls the public battle over âmiraclesâ which all the best and brightest young Transcendentalists had recently waged against the empiricism of their Unitarian mentors at Harvard.
Yet Ripley was scarcely the master spirit of Americaâs Transcendental age, as most observers could recognize even then. It was, after all, Emerson who had delivered âThe American Scholarâ as Harvardâs Phi Beta Kappa Address in 1837; and of course it was Emerson whom the divinity students asked to preach their graduation address in 1838. The studied but also uneasy ambivalences of that latter performance must certainly lie behind the problem which a âGiant Transcendentalistâ creates for the latter-day pilgrims of Hawthorneâs âCelestial Rail-roadâ (1843): they hardly know âwhether to be encouraged or affrightedâ by the wondrous mixture of ideal affirmation and historic denial. More centrally still, the insistent allusions of âThe Hall of Fantasyâ (1843) appear to identify the Emersonian philosophy as the most radical âapocalypseâ of them all: the biblical speculations of a certain âFather Millerâ may predict the immanent foreclosing of mankindâs earthly career, but elsewhereâin Emersonâs Nature (1836), for exampleââthe Ideaâ has already been declared to be âall in all.â Emerson outgrew the arrogance, if not the idealism, of his early speculations, as every reader of his essay âExperienceâ (1844) is well aware. Still, Hawthorneâs âChristmas Banquetâ (1844) exists to notice that the psychological consequences of worldly denial are not so easy to unsay, as the puritanic self-absorption of âEgotism; or the Bosom Serpentâ (1843) lapses to a positively schizophrenic sense of universal unreality. Possibly Emersonâs philosophic cure was somehow worse than its correlative disease; perhaps a guilty identity was better than none.
For a more literal treatment of Emerson, the reader will have to turn (elsewhere) to âThe Old Manseâ (1846), a lengthy and revealing piece of fictionalized autobiography Hawthorne wrote to summarize his entire experience of Transcendental Concord, and to introduce the Mosses. Compressing several years of life into a single turning of the seasons, Hawthorne lovingly evokes the house and grounds, and also the historic associations, of the parsonage or âmanseâ to which he moved in the summer of 1842, just after his long delayed marriage to Sophia Peabody; and biographers have always used this workâalong with another, less overtly personal sketch entitled âThe New Adam and Eveâ (1843)âto celebrate the bliss of Hawthorneâs wedded life, and to elaborate his profound commitment to conservative values. Of equal significance is Hawthorneâs strategic placement of himself, in the midst of a remarkable literary society that included, among many others, Bronson Alcott, Ellery Channing (the younger), and Henry David Thoreau, all swirling around the âgreat original thinker, who had his earthly abode at the opposite