THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES B. H. Blackwell. i^ry-^ ' LOVE'S MEINIE. LO V E'S M E I N I E THREE LECTURES ON GREEK AND ENGLISH BIRDS BY JOHN RUSKIN, LL.D., D.C.L. HONORARY STUDENT OF CHRIST CHURCH, OXFORD ; AND HONORARY FELLOW OF CORPUS CHRISTI COLLEGE, OXFORD THIRD EDITION GEORGE ALLEN, SUNNYSIDE, ORPINGTON AND 156, CHARING CROSS ROAD, LONDON 1897 [y4// rights reserved] Printed by Ballantvne, Hanson & Co At the Ballantyne Press r^^ 6.241 s n -. • -> PREFACE. Brantwood, g^/i/uf!e, 1881. Quarter past five, morning. The birds chirping feebly, — mostly chaf- finches answering each other, the rest dis- composed, I fancy, by the June snow ; * the lake neither smooth nor rippled, but like a surface of perfectly bright glass, ill cast ; the lines of wave few and irregular, like flaws in the planes of a fine crystal. I see this book was begun eight years ago ; — then intended to contain only four Oxford lectures : but the said lectures also ' intended ' to contain the cream of forty volumes of scientific ornithology. Which intentions, all and sundry, having gone, Carlyle would have said, to water, and more piously-minded persons, to fire, I am obliged now to cast my * The summits of the Old Man, of Wctherlam, and Helvellyn, were all white, on the morning when this was written. 20908 1 fj Vi PREFACE. materials into another form : and here, at all events, is a bundle of what is readiest under my hand. The nature and name of which I must try to make a httle more intelligible than my books have lately been, either in text or title. 'Meinie' is the old English word for 'Many,' in the sense of 'a many' persons attending one, as bridesmaids, when in sixes or tens or dozens ; — courtiers, footmen, and the like. It passes gradually into 'Menial,' and unites the senses of Multitude and Servitude. In the passages quoted from, or referred to in, Chaucer's translation of the Romance of the Rose, at the end of the first lecture, any reader who cares for a clue to the farther sig- nificances of the title, may find one to lead him safely through richer labyrinths of thought than mine : and ladder enough also, — if there be either any heavenly, or pure earthly. Love, in his own breast, — to guide him to a pretty bird's nest ; both in the Romances of the Rose and of Juliet, and in the Sermons of St. Francis and St. Bernard. The term ' Lecture ' is retained, for though PREFACE. Vll I lecture no more, I still write habitually in a manner suited for oral delivery, and imagine myself speaking to my pupils, if ever I am happily thinking in myself. But it will be also seen that by the help of this very familiarity of style, I am endeavouring, in these and my other writings on Natural History, to compel in the student a clearness of thought and precision of language which have not hitherto been in any wise the virtues, or skills, of scientific persons. Thoughtless readers, who imagine that my own style (such as it is, the one thing which the British public con- cedes to me as a real power) has been formed without pains, may smile at the confidence with which I speak of altering accepted, and even long-established, nomenclature. But the use which I now have of language has taken me forty years to attain ; and those forty years spent, mostly, in walking through the wilderness of this world's vain words, seeking how they might be pruned into some better strength. And I think it likely that at last I may put in my pruning-hook with effect ; for indeed a time must come when English fathers and mothers will wish their children to Vin PREFACE. learn English again, and to speak it for all scholarly purposes ; and, if they use, instead, Greek or Latin, to use them only that they may be understood by Greeks or Latins ;* and not that they may mystify the illiterate many of their own land. Dead languages, so called, may at least be left at rest, if not honoured ; and must not be torn in mutilation out of their tumuli, that the skins and bones of them may help to hold our living nonsense together; while languages called living, but which live only to slack themselves into slang, or bloat themselves into bombast, must one day have new grammars written for their license, and new laws for their insolence. Observe, however,, that the recast methods of classification adopted in this book, and in 'Proserpina,' must be carefully distinguished from their recastings of nomenclature. I am perfectly sure that it is wiser to use plain short words than obscure long ones ; but not in the least sure that I am doing the best that can be done for my pupils, in classing Greek is now a living nation's language, from Messina to Delos— and Latin still lives for the well-trained churchmen and gentlemen of Italy. PREFACE. IX swallows with owls, or milkworts with violets. The classification is always given as tentative ; and, at its utmost", elementary : but the nomen- clature, as in all probability conclusive. For the rest, the success and the service of all depend on the more or less thorough accomplishment of plans long since laid, and which would have been good for little if their coping could at once have been conjectured or foretold in their foundations. It has been throughout my trust, that if Death should write on these, "What this man began to build, he was not able to finish," God may also WTite on them, not in anger, but in aid, " A stronger than he, cometh." CONTENTS. PAGE PREFACE V LECTURE I. THE ROBIN I LECTURE IL THE SWALLOW 45 LECTURE III. THE DABCHICK3 93 APPENDIX 189 INDEX 221 LOVE'S MEINIE. " 11 etoit tout convert d'oisiaulx." Romance of the Rose. LECTURE I.* THE ROBIN. I. Among the more splendid pictures in the Exhibition of the Old Masters, this year, you cannot but remember the Vandyke portraits of the two sons of the Duke of Lennox. I think you cannot but remember it, because it would be difficult to find, even among the works of Vandyke, a more striking representation of the youth of our English noblesse ; nor one in which the painter had more exerted himself, or with better success, in rendering the de- corous pride and natural grace of honourable aristocracy. Vandyke is, however, inferior to Titian and * Delivered at Oxford, March 15th, 1S73. A f love's meinie. Velasquez, in that his effort to show this noblesse of air and persons may always be detected ; also the aristocracy of Vandyke's day were already so far fearful of their own position as to feel anxiety that it should be immediately recognized. And the effect of the painter's conscious deference, and of the equally conscious pride of the boys, as they stood to be painted, has been somewhat to shorten the power of the one, and to abase the dignity of the other. And thus, in the midst of my admiration of the youths' beauti- ful faces, and natural quality of majesty, set off by all splendours of dress and courtesies of art, I could not forbear questioning with myself what the true value was, in the scales of creation, of these fair human beings who set so high a value on themselves; and, — as if the only answer, — the words kept repeating themselves in my ear, " Ye are of more value than many sparrows." 2. Passeres, arpovdoi, — the things that open their wings, and are not otherwise noticeable ; small birds of the land and wood ; the food of the serpent, of man, or of the stronger creatures of their own kind, — that even these. I. THE ROBIN. 3 though among the simplest and obscurest of beings, have yet price in the eyes of their Maker,„ and that the death of one of them cannot take place but by His permission, has long been the subject of declamation in our pulpits, and the ground of much sentiment in nursery education. But the declamation is so aimless, and the sentiment so hollow, that, practically, the chief interest of the leisure of maijkind has been found in the destruction of the creatures which they professed to be- lieve even the Most High would not see perish without pity ; and, in recent days, it is fast becoming the only definition of aristocracy, that the principal business of its life is the killing of sparrows. Sparrows, or pigeons, or partridges, what does it matter ? " Centum mille perdrices plumbo confecit ; " * that is, indeed, too often the sum of the life of an English lord ; much questionable now, if indeed of more value than that of many sparrows. 3. Is it not a strange fact, that, interested in nothing so much for the last two hundred years, as in his horses, he yet left it to the farmers of * Tlie epitaph on Count Zachdarm, in " Sartor Resartus." love's meinie. Scotland to relieve draught horses from the bearing-rein?* is it not one equally strange that, master of the forests of England for a thousand years, and of its libraries for three hundred, he left the natural history of birds to be written by a card-printer's lad of New- castle ? f Written, and not written, for indeed we have no natural history of birds written yet. It cannot be written but by a scholar and a gentleman ; and no English gentleman in recent times has ever thought of birds except as flying targets, or flavourous dishes. The only piece of natural history worth the name in the English language, that I know of, is in the few lines of Milton on the Creation. The only example of a proper manner of con- tribution to natural history is in White's Letters from Selborne. You know I have always spoken of Bewick as pre-eminently a vulgar or boorish person, though of splendid honour and genius ; his vulgarity shows in nothing so much as in the poverty of the details he has collected, with the best inten- tions, and the shrewdest sense, for English * Sir Arthur Helps. '•' Animals and their Masters," p. 67. t Ariad. Flor., p. 221 ; vi. 45 (227), I. THE ROBIN. 5 ornithology. His imagination is not cultivated enough to enable him to choose, or arrange. 4. Nor can much more be said for the observations of modern science. It is vulgar in a far worse way, by its arrogance and materialism. In general, the scientific natural history of a bird consists of four articles, — first, the name and estate of the gentleman whose gamekeeper shot the last that was seen in England ; secondl}', two or three stories of doubtful origin, printed in every book on the subject of birds for the last fifty years ; thirdly, an account of the feathers, from the comb to the rump, with enumeration of the colours which are never more to be seen on the living bird by English eyes ; and, lastly, a discussion of the reasons why none of the twelve names which former naturalists have given to the bird are of any further use, and why the present author has given it a thirteenth, which is to be universally, and to the end of time, accepted. 5. You may fancy this is caricature; but the abyss of confusion produced by modern science in nomenclature, and the utter void of the abyss when you plunge into it after any 6 love's MEINIE. one useful fact, surpass all caricature. I have in my hand thirteen plates of thirteen species of eagles ; eagles all, or hawks all, or falcons all — whichever name you choose for the great race of the hook-headed birds of prey — some so like that you can't tell the one from the other, at the distance at which I show them to you, all absolutely ahke in their eagle or falcon character, having, every one, the falx for its beak, and every one, flesh for its prey. Do you suppose the unhappy student is to be allowed to call them all eagles, or all falcons, to begin with, as would be the first condition of a wise nomenclature, establishing resem- blance by specific name, before marking varia- tion by individual name ? No such luck. I hold you up the plates of the thirteen birds one by one, and read you their names off" the back : — The first, is an Aquila, The second, a Halieetus. The third, a Milvus. The fourth, a Pandion. The fifth, an Astur. The sixth, a Falco. The seventh, a Pernis. i. THE ROBIN. 7 The eighth, a Circus. The ninth, a Buteo. ■ The tenth, ' an Archibuteo. . The eleventh, an Accipiter. The twelfth, an Erythropus. And the thirteenth, a Tinnunculus. There's a nice little lesson to entertain a parish schoolboy with, beginning his natural history of birds ! 6, There are not so many varieties of robin as of hawk, but the scientific classifiers are not to be beaten. If they cannot find a number of similar birds to give different names to, they will give two names to the same one. Here are two pictures of your own redbreast, out of the tw^o best modern works on ornitho- logy. In one, it is called " Motacilla rubecula ; " in the other, " Rubecula familiaris." 7. It is indeed one of the most serious, as one of the most absurd, weaknesses, of modern naturalists to imagine that a7iy presently in- vented nomenclature can stand, even were it adopted by the consent of nations, instead of the conceit of individuals. It will take fifty years' digestion before the recently ascertained elements of natural science can permit the 8 ' love's meinie. arrangement of species in any permanently (even over a limited period) nameable order ; nor then, unless a great man is born to perceive and exhibit such order. In the meantime, the simplest and most descriptive nomenclature is the best. Every one of these birds, for in- stance, might be called falco in Latin, hawk in English, some word being added to distinguish the genus, which should describe its principal aspect or habit. Falco montium, Mountain Hawk ; Falco silvarum. Wood Hawk ; Falco procellarum. Sea Hawk; and the like. Then, one descriptive epithet would mark species. Falco montium, aureus. Golden Eagle; Falco silvarum, apivorus, Honey Buzzard; and so on ; and the naturalists of Vienna, Paris, and London should confirm the names of known creatures, in conclave, once every half-century, and let them so stand for the next fifty years. 8. In the meantime, you yourselves, or, to speak more generally, the young rising scholars of England, — all of you who care for life as well as literature, and for spirit, — even the poor souls of birds, — as well as lettering of their classes in books, — you, with all care, should cherish the old Saxon-English and I. THE ROBIN. 9 Norman-French names of birds, and ascertain them with the most affectionate research — never despising even the rudest or most pro- vincial forms : all of them will, some day or other, giv£ you clue to historical points of interest. Take, for example, the common EngHsh name of this low-flying falcon, the most tameable and affectionate of his tribe, and therefore, I suppose, fastest vanishing from- field and wood, the buzzard. That name comes from , the Latin " buteo," still retained by the ornithologists; but, in its original form, valueless, to you. But when you get it comfortably corrupted into Pro- vengal "Busac," (whence gradually the French busard, and our buzzard,) you get from it the delightful compound " busacador," "adorer of buzzards" — meaning, generally, a sporting person ; and then you have Dante's Bertrand de Born, the first troubadour of war, bearing witness to you how the love of mere hunting and falconry was already, in his day, degrading the miHtary classes, and, so far from being a necessary adjunct of the noble disposition of lover or soldier, was, even to contempt, showing itself separate from both. 10 LOVERS MEINtfi, " Le ric home, cassador, M'enneion, e'l buzacador. Parian de volada, d'austor, Ne jamais, d'armas, ni d'amor." The rich man, the chaser, Tires me to death ; and the adorer of buzzards. They talk of covey and hawk, And never of arms, nor of love. " Cassador," of course, afterwards becomes "chasseur," and "austor" "vautour." But after you have read this, and familiarized your ear with the old word, how differently Milton's phrase will ring to you, — " Those who thought no better of the Living God than of a buzzard idol," — and how literal it becomes, when we think of the actual differ- ence between a member of Parliament in Milton's time, and the Busacador of to-day ; — and all this freshness and value in the reading, observe, come of your keeping the word which great men have used for the bird, instead of letting the anatomists blunder out a new one from their Latin dictionaries. 9. There are not so many nameable varie- ties, I just now said, of robin as of falcon ; but this is somewhat inaccurately stated. Those T„ THE ROBIN, I I thirteen birds represented a very large propor- tion" of the entire group of the birds of prey, which io my sevenfold classification I recom- mended you to call universally, " hawks." The robin is only one of the far greater multitude of small birds which live almost, indiscriminately on grain or insects, and which I recommended you to call generally " sparrows " ; but of the robin itself, there are two important European varieties — one red-breasted, and the other blue-breasted. 10. You probably, some of you, never heard of the blue-breast; very few, certainly, have seen one aHve, and, if alive, certainly not wild in England. Here is a picture of it, daintily done,* and you can see the pretty blue shield on its breast, perhaps, at this distance. Vain shield, if ever the fair little thing is wretched enough to set foot on English ground ! I find the last that was seen was shot at Margate so long ago as 1842, — and there seems to be no official re- cord of any visit before that, since Mr. Thomas Embledon shot one on Newcastle town moor in 1 8 16. But this rarity of visit to us is * Mr. Gould's, in his " Birds of Great Britain." 12 love's meinie. strange ; other birds have no such clear objection to being shot, and really seem to come to England expressly for the purpose. And yet this blue-bird — (one can't say " blue robin " — 1 think we shall have to call him " bluet," like the cornflower) — stays in Sweden, where it sings so sweetly that it is called "a hundred tongues." II. That, then, is the utmost which the lords of land, and masters of science, do for us in their watch upon our feathered sup- pliants. One kills them, the other writes classifying epitaphs. We have next to ask what the poets, painters, and monks have done. The poets — among whom I affectionately and reverently class the sweet singers of the nursery, mothers and nurses — have done much ; very nearly all that I care for your thinking of. The painters and monks, the one being so greatly under the influence of the other, we may for the present class together; and may almost sum their contributions to orni- thology in saying that they have plucked the wings from birds, to make angels of men, and the claws from birds, to make devils of men. I. THE ROBIN. I 3 If you were to take away from religious art these two great helps of its — I must say, on the whole, very feeble — imagination; if 3'ou were -to take from it, I say, the power of putting wings on shoulders, and claws on fingers and toes, how wonderfully the sphere of its angelic and diabolic characters would be contracted ! Reduced only to the sources of expression in face or movements, you might still find in good early sculpture very sufficient devils ; but the best angels would resolve themselves, I think, into little more than, and not often into so much as, the likenesses of pretty women, with that grave and (I do not say it ironically) majestic expression which they put on, when, being very fond of their husbands and children, they seriously think either the one or the other have misbehaved themselves. 12. And it is not a little discouraging for me, and may well make you doubtful of my right judgment in this endeavour to lead you into closer attention to the bird, with its wings and claws still in its own possession; — it is discouraging, I say, to observe that the be- ginning of such more faithful and accurate observation in former art, is exactly coeval 14 love's meinie. with the commencement of its decHne. The feverish and ungraceful natural history of Paul, called, "of the birds," Paolo degli Uccelli, produced, indeed, no harmful result on the minds of his contemporaries, they watched in him, with only contemptuous admiration, the fantasy of zoological instinct which filled his house with painted dogs, cats, and birds, because he was too poor to fill it with real ones. Their judgment of this morbidly natu- ralistic art was conclusively expressed by the sentence of Donatello, when going one morn- ing into the Old Market, to buy fruit, and finding the animal painter uncovering a pic- ture, which had cost him months of care, (curiously symbolic in its subject, the infidelity of St. Thomas, of the investigatory fingering of the natural historian,) " Paul, my friend," said Donatello, "thou art uncovering the picture just when thou shouldst be shutting it up." 13. No harm, therefore, I repeat, but, on the contrary, some wholesome stimulus to the fancy of men like Luca and Donatello them- selves, came of the grotesque and impertinent zoology of Uccello, I. THE ROBIN. I 5 But the fatallest_ institutor of proud modern anatomical and scientific art, and of all that has polluted the dignit}^, and darkened the QJiarity, of the greater ages, was Antonio PoUajuoIo of Florence. Antonio (that is to say) the Poulterer — so named from the trade of his grandfather, and with just so much of his grandfather's trade left in his own dis- position, that being set by Lorenzo Ghiberti to complete one of the ornamental festoons of the gates of the Florentine Baptistery, there, (says Vasari) " Antonio produced a quail, which may still be seen, and is so beautiful, na}^, so perfect, that it wants nothing but the power of flight." 14. Here, the morbid tendency was as attractive as it was subtle. Ghiberti himself fell under the influence of it ; allowed the borders of his gates, with their fluttering birds and bossy fruits, to dispute the spectators' favour with the religious subjects they en- closed ; and, from that day forward, minute- ness and muscularity were, with curious harmony of evil, delighted in together ; and the lancet and the microscope, in the hands of fools, were supposed to be complete substitutes 1 6 love's meinie. for imagination in the souls of wise men : so that even the best artists are gradually com- pelled, or beguiled, into compliance with the curiosity of their day ; and Francia, in the city of Bologna, is held to be a " kind of god, more particularly " (again I quote Vasari) " after he had painted a set of caparisons for the Duke of Urbino, on which he depicted a great forest all on fire, and whence there rushes forth an immense number of every kind of animal, with several human figures. This terrific, yet truly beautiful representation, was all the more highly esteemed for the time that had been ex- pended on it in the plumage of the birds, and other minutiae in the delineation of the different animals, and in the diversity of the branches and leaves of the various trees seen therein ; " and thenceforward the catastrophe is direct, to the ornithological museums which Breughel painted for gardens of Eden, and to the still life and dead game of Dutch celebrities. 15. And yet I am going to invite you to-day to examine, down to almost microscopic detail, the aspect of a small bird, and to invite you to do this, as a most expedient and sure step in your study of the greatest art. I. THE ROBIN. 17 But the difference in our motive of examina- tion will entirely alter the result. To paint birds -that we may sliow how minutely we can paint,.'is among the most contemptible occupa- tions of art. To paint them, that we may show how beautiful they are, is not indeed one of its highest, but quite one of its pleasantest and most useful ; it is a skill within the reach of every student of average capacity, and which, so faj as acquired, will assuredly both make their hearts kinder, and their lives happier. Without further preamble, I will ask you to look to-day, more carefully than usual, at your well-known favourite, and to think about him with some precision. 16. And first. Where does he come from ? I stated that my lectures were to be on English and Greek birds ; but we are apt to fancy the robin all our own. How exclu- sively, do you suppose, he really belongs to us ? You would think this was the first point to be settled in any book about him. I have hunted all my books through, and can't tell you how much he is our own, or how far he is a traveller. And, indeed, are not all our ideas obscure B 1 8 love's meinie. about migration itself? You are broadly told that a bird travels, and how wonderful it is that it finds its way; but you are scarcely ever told, or led to think, what it really travels for — whether for food, for warmth, or for seclusion — and how the travelling is con- nected with its fixed home. Birds have not their town and country houses, — their villas in Italy, and shooting boxes in Scotland. The country in which they build their nests is their proper home, — the country, that is to say, in which they pass the spring and sum- mer. Then they go south in the winter, for food and warmth ; but in what lines, and by what stages ? The general definition of a migrant in this hemisphere is a bird that goes north to build its nest, and south for the winter ; but, then, the one essential point to know about it is the breadth and latitude of the zone it properly inhabits, — that is to say, in which it builds its nest ; next, its habits of life, and extent and line of southing in the winter ; and finally, its manner of travelling. 17. Now, here is this entirely familiar bird, the robin. Quite the first thing that strikes me about it, looking at it as a painter, is the I. THE ROBIN. I 9 small effect it seems to have had on the minds of the southern nations. I trace nothing of it definitely, either in the art or literature of Greece or Italy. I find, even, no definite name for it ; you don't know if Lesbia's *' passer " had a red breast, or a blue, or a brown. And yet Mr. Gould says it is abun- dant in all parts of Europe, in all the islands of the Mediterranean, and in Madeira and the Azores. And then he says — (now notice the puzzle of this), — " In many parts of the Con- tinent it is a migrant, and, contrary to what obtains with us, is there treated as a vagrant, for there is scarcely a country across the water in which it is not shot down and eaten." " In many parts of the Continent it is a migrant." In what parts — how far — in what manner ? 1 8. In none of the old natural history books can I find any account of the robin as a traveller, but there is, for once, some sufficient reason for their reticence. He has a curious fancy in his manner of travelling. Of all birds, you would think he was likely to do it in the cheerfullest way, and he does it in the saddest. Do you chance to have read, in the 20 LOVES MEINIE. Life of Charles Dickens, how fond he was of taking long walks in the night and alone ? The robin, en voyage, is the Charles Dickens of birds. He always travels in the night, and alone ; rests, in the day, wherever day chances to find him ; sings a little, and pretends he hasn't been anywhere. He goes as far, in the winter, as the north-west of Africa; and in Lombardy, arrives from the south early in March ; but does not stay long, going on into the Alps, where he prefers wooded and wild districts. So, at least, says my Lombard informant. I do not find him named in the list of Cretan birds ; but even if often seen, his dim red breast was little likely to make much impression on the Greeks, who knew the flamingo, and had made it, under the name of Phcenix or Phoenicopterus, the centre of their myths of scarlet birds. They broadly embraced the general aspect of the smaller and more obscure species, under the term ^ov6o