It was the inhumanity of the prison doctor and the English prison system that killed Oscar Wilde. The sore place in his ear caused by the fall when he fainted that Sunday morning in Wandsworth Prison chapel1 formed into an abscess and was the final cause of his death. The “operation” Ross speaks of in his letter was the excision2 of this tumour3. The imprisonment4 and starvation, and above all the cruelty of his gaolers, had done their work.
The local malady6 was inflamed7, as I have already said, by a more general and more terrible disease. The doctors attributed the red flush Oscar complained of on his chest and back, which he declared was due to eating mussels, to another and graver cause. They warned him at once to stop drinking and smoking and to live with the greatest abstemiousness8, for they recognised in him the tertiary symptoms of that dreadful disease which the brainless prudery in England allows to decimate the flower of English manhood unchecked.
Oscar took no heed9 of their advice. He had little to live for. The pleasures of eating and drinking in good company were almost the only pleasures left to him. Why should he deny himself the immediate10 enjoyment11 for a very vague and questionable12 future benefit?
He never believed in any form of asceticism13 or self-denial, and towards the end, feeling that life had nothing more to offer him, the pagan spirit in him refused to prolong an existence that was no longer joyous14. “I have lived,” he would have said with profound truth.
Much has been made of the fact that Oscar was buried in an out-of-the-way cemetery15 at Bagneux under depressing circumstances. It rained the day of the funeral, it appears, and a cold wind blew: the way was muddy and long, and only a half-a-dozen friends accompanied the coffin16 to its resting-place. But after all, such accidents, depressing as they are at the moment, are unimportant. The dead clay knows nothing of our feelings, and whether it is borne to the grave in pompous17 procession and laid to rest in a great abbey amid the mourning of a nation or tossed as dust to the wind, is a matter of utter indifference18.
Heine’s verse holds the supreme19 consolation20:
Immerhin mich wird umgeben
Gotteshimmel dort wie hier
Und wie Todtenlampen schweben
Nachts die Sterne ueber mir.
Oscar Wilde’s work was over, his gift to the world completed years before. Even the friends who loved him and delighted in the charm of his talk, in his light-hearted gaiety and humour, would scarcely have kept him longer in the pillory21, exposed to the loathing22 and contempt of this all-hating world.
The good he did lives after him, and is immortal23, the evil is buried in his grave. Who would deny today that he was a quickening and liberating24 influence? If his life was given overmuch to self-indulgence, it must be remembered that his writings and conversation were singularly kindly25, singularly amiable26, singularly pure. No harsh or coarse or bitter word ever passed those eloquent27 laughing lips. If he served beauty in her myriad28 forms, he only showed in his works the beauty that was amiable and of good report. If only half-a-dozen men mourned for him, their sorrow was unaffected and intense, and perhaps the greatest of men have not found in their lifetime even half-a-dozen devoted29 admirers and lovers. It is well with our friend, we say: at any rate, he was not forced to drink the bitter lees of a suffering and dishonourable old age: Death was merciful to him.
My task is finished. I don’t think anyone will doubt that I have done it in a reverent30 spirit, telling the truth as I see it, from the beginning to the end, and hiding or omitting as little as might be of what ought to be told. Yet when I come to the parting I am painfully conscious that I have not done Oscar Wilde justice; that some fault or other in me has led me to dwell too much on his faults and failings and grudged31 praise to his soul-subduing charm and the incomparable sweetness and gaiety of his nature.
Let me now make amends32. When to the sessions of sad memory I summon up the spirits of those whom I have met in the world and loved, men famous and men of unfulfilled renown33, I miss no one so much as I miss Oscar Wilde. I would rather spend an evening with him than with Renan or Carlyle, or Verlaine or Dick Burton or Davidson. I would rather have him back now than almost anyone I have ever met. I have known more heroic souls and some deeper souls; souls much more keenly alive to ideas of duty and generosity34; but I have known no more charming, no more quickening, no more delightful35 spirit.
This may be my shortcoming; it may be that I prize humour and good-humour and eloquent or poetic36 speech, the artist qualities, more than goodness or loyalty37 or manliness38, and so over-estimate things amiable. But the lovable and joyous things are to me the priceless things, and the most charming man I have ever met was assuredly Oscar Wilde. I do not believe that in all the realms of death there is a more fascinating or delightful companion.
One last word on Oscar Wilde’s place in English literature. In the course of this narrative39 I have indicated sufficiently40, I think, the value and importance of his work; he will live with Congreve and with Sheridan as the wittiest41 and most humorous of all our playwrights42. “The Importance of Being Earnest” has its own place among the best of English comedies. But Oscar Wilde has done better work than Congreve or Sheridan: he is a master not only of the smiles, but of the tears of men. “The Ballad43 of Reading Gaol5” is the best ballad in English; it is more, it is the noblest utterance44 that has yet reached us from a modern prison, the only high utterance indeed that has ever come from that underworld of man’s hatred45 and man’s inhumanity. In it, and by the spirit of Jesus which breathes through it, Oscar Wilde has done much, not only to reform English prisons, but to abolish them altogether, for they are as degrading to the intelligence as they are harmful to the soul. What gaoler and what gaol could do anything but evil to the author of such a verse as this:
This too I know — and wise it were
If each could know the same —
That every prison that men build
Is built with bricks of shame,
And bound with bars, lest Christ should see
How men their brothers maim46.
Indeed, is it not clear that the man who, in his own wretchedness, wrote that letter to the warder which I have reproduced, and was eager to bring about the freeing of the little children at his own cost, is far above the judge who condemned47 him or the society which sanctions such punishments? “The Ballad of Reading Gaol,” I repeat, and some pages of “De Profundis,” and, above all, the tragic48 fate of which these were the outcome, render Oscar Wilde more interesting to men than any of his peers.
He has been indeed well served by the malice49 and cruelty of his enemies; in this sense his word in “De Profundis” that he stood in symbolic50 relation to the art and life of his time is justified51.
The English drove Byron and Shelley and Keats into exile and allowed Chatterton, Davidson and Middleton to die of misery52 and destitution53; but they treated none of their artists and seers with the malevolent54 cruelty they showed to Oscar Wilde. His fate in England is symbolic of the fate of all artists; in some degree they will all be punished as he was punished by a grossly materialised people who prefer to go in blinkers and accept idiotic55 conventions because they distrust the intellect and have no taste for mental virtues56.
All English artists will be judged by their inferiors and condemned, as Dante’s master was condemned, for their good deeds (per tuo ben far): for it must not be thought that Oscar Wilde was punished solely57 or even chiefly for the evil he wrought58: he was punished for his popularity and his pre?minence, for the superiority of his mind and wit; he was punished by the envy of journalists, and by the malignant59 pedantry60 of half-civilised judges. Envy in his case overleaped itself: the hate of his justicers was so diabolic that they have given him to the pity of mankind forever; they it is who have made him eternally interesting to humanity, a tragic figure of imperishable renown.
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