THE THOMIST A SPECULATIVE QUARTERLY REVIEW OF THEOLOGY AND PHILOSOPHY EDITORS: THE DOMINICAN FATHERS OF THE PROVINCE OF ST. JOSEPH Publishers: The Thomist Press, Washington 17, D. C. VOL. XII APRIL,1949 No. fl REAFFIRMATION T EN YEARS AGO this spring, THE THOMIST edged its way into the ranks of American magazines, with a word of explanation, almost of apology, on its lips. In view of the high aims it set for itself, there was reason for both explanation and apology. In founding THE THOMIST, its Editors, the Dominican Fathers of St. Joseph's Province, offered to the English-speaking world the first speculative quarterly devoted exclusively to the presentation of theology and philosophy. This in itself is a high aim, but THE THOMIST was aimed higher still. Its Editors proposed to present theology and philosophy in a manner proportioned to the demands and needs of the professional and the non-professional alike. The prospects of success in achieving such an aim were not encouraging. In itself the aim was dubbed difficult, if not impossible, of attainment. Further, it was said, there was no room in America for such a journal; theologians and philosophers worthy of the name were thought rare; such as there were had little speculative bent. From another point of view, the times were not right for such a venture. War was in the air; 133 134 THE EDITORS the practical exigencies of a period of stress and tension would doom such a review to a death from inattention. In spite of these very plausible points of argument, the first of THE THOMIST appeared in the spring of 1939. Many of the prophecies proved true. The task of producing the kind of review envisioned was indeed difficult; no one realized the short-comings of the product better than the Editors. Also, not many people, relatively-so it turned out-are interested in that sort of thing even when it is accomplished. The war indeed came, almost upon the heels of the first number. It narrowed the choice of contributors, eliminating almost completely those European writers upon whom the Editors had depended. All European circulation was wiped out, foreign circulation in general was reduced to a trickle. Somehow THE THOMIST rode out the storm, despite the unpromising beginning and the first difficult years. To have even weathered this last decade has been an accomplishment, for it was not a time which smiled on journals which were frankly speculative. However, THE THOMIST'S accomplishments have not been confined to preserving its own existence. It has achieved its high aims, if not always and in each one of its efforts, at least with sufficient frequency to give it, to-day, an established position of honor the world over. The courage of its founders, the generous loyalty of its sponsors, the labors of its staff have been vindicated, and it enters its second decade with the knowledge of achievement and a consciousness of responsibility. Through the work of THE THOMIST, the wisdom of St. Thomas, which· is the wisdom of the Christian Church, has found a wider public and a deeper understanding in the modern world. It does not seem too much to say that through THE THOMIST that wisdom has received a more universal application to human· affairs. Few subjects which arrest or concern the modern man have been neglected in its columns. War and Peace, Marriage and the Family, Democracy, a Supranational Society, Existentialism, Psychiatry and Human Conduct, these are but REAFFmMATION 135 a few of the practical aspects of modern living which have been illumined by the clear light of speculative thought. But, while we review something of our accomplishments, it is not with any sense of satisfaction with a work perfectly done. There is much more to do, there is a nearer approximation of our aims to be worked towards. And, while THE THOMIST can be proud of its achievements in our own land and in many others, it hopes to advance constantly the frontiers of its influence in the years which lie ahead. If the past is any promise of the future, the courage, loyalty, and labor which made the first ten years of THE THOMIST'S life successful should advance it ever further in the realization of its aims, in future decades. In its ten years of life THE THOMIST has rejoiced to see itself joined by other reviews of like, if not identical, aims. On the occasion of this tenth anniversary of THE THOMIST, its Editors are particularly happy to welcome a review which is close to it in blood, in sympathy, and in aim. This new review, CROSS AND CROWN, edited by the Dominican Fathers of St. Albert's Province, a Thomistic Review of Spiritual Theology, will fill a long-felt need. It will be the only magazine in America devoted to an exposition of the principles and practices of the spiritual life, written for all classes and all vocations. The Editors of THE THOMIST hope that as the decades roll by, the English speaking world and especially our own land, may experience a quickening sympathy to the wisdom of St. Thomas, throught the combined efforts of the THE THOMIST and its younger brother, CROSS AND CROWN. THE EDITORS. MAN IN MEDIEVAL THOUGHT W RITING of twelfth century Bernard Sylvestris, Miss Waddell has pointed to the conflict of poet . and philosopher. "The poet in Bernard . . . has his moments of rebellion against the muddy vesture of decay, of lament for the 'poor soul, centre of my sinful earth,' for 'the gross body's treason.' ... 'From splendour to darkness from Heaven to the Kingdom of Dis, from eternity to the bodies by the House of the Crab are these spirits doomed to descend, arid pure in their simple essence, they shudder at the dull and blind habitations which they see prepared.' But when he comes to the making of man in that place of green woods and falling streams, he holds, plainly and determinedly, the dignity of his creation. . .. Only, he would have a man fix his eye upon the stars, and his term ended, thither let him go . . . 'perfect from the perfect, beautiful from the beautiful, eternal from the eternal: 'from the intellectual world the sensible world was born: full was that which bore it, and its plenitude fashioned it full.' The war between the spirit and the flesh has ended in a Trace 'of God, even as the Last Judgment of the Western rose-window in Chartres melts into' heaven's own colour, blue.' St. Bernard of Clairvaux spoke of the dung heap of the flesh; Bernard Sylvestris saw in their strange union a discipline that made for greatness, and the body itself a not ignoble, hospice for the pilgrim soul. The spirit is richer for its limitations: this is the prison that makes men free. His Adam is the Summer of Chartres Cathedral, naked, fearless, and unbowed. . .. " 1 This long quotation from a brilliant study of medieval humanities shows something of the complexity, the extremely variegated nature, the intensity, of this question of Mail in 1 Helen Waddell, The Wandering Scholars, pp. l!U, U!il. 136 MAN IN MEDIEVAL THOUGHT 187 the Middle Ages. It is all too easy to simplify the medieval man and turn him into a doll, either the evil leering marionette, or the immovable statue of a saint. The average modern opinion tends to regard all the ideas about man of that earlier age as corrupt and materialistic. A recent book by a Quaker author shows how the Holy Spirit was released by the Reformation. According to this view, man had been buried beneath an ecclesiastical system of centralised truth which prevented him from thinking for himself; it had utterly quenched the Spirit.2 He is taking for granted the authenticity of the picture painted by Coulton, Moorman and many other so-called historians of the Middle Ages. In that picture, great accuracy of detail with the more sombre and earthy colours had left a total impression that can have little connection with reality. Medieval man as seen from the registers of episcopal visitations and monastic prisons is a gross materialist, all body and nO' soul. His life is one of competition in a struggle to triumph over his neighbour, with the clergyman always most successful in filching money and land from the laity, and the chief clergyman, the Pope, the perfect forerunner of the soulless modern authoritarianism. To dip one's brush into the livelier, brighter colours is a temptation. In order to confound the overaccurate historian, we could depict a man of wisdom and culture, shining with the best traditions of ancient Greece and Rome blended with the spiritual glories of Augustine, Chrysostom, Gregory, and Cyril. Medieval hagiography would offer grounds for showing the men of that age to be more angels than men, dispensing iWith their bodies like St. Catherine unable to take food, developing their minds like St. Thomas whose body was large but almost ignored, or exhaling their souls in the tenderest but mightiest love, like St. Francis and St. Clare. We could tour the great medieval Cathedrals and admire the artist so preoccupied in the work of his hands that his name is forgotten and he is known only by what he had done, even as without grace God is known not by name but by His creation. We could sing with • G. F. Nuttall, The Holy Spirit in Puritan Faith and Experience, p. 4. 188 CONRAD PEPLER the troubadours of the divine love hidden within the beloved's human breast, and we could modulate imperceptibly from that intensity of human song to the sweet plaint of plain chant which was so desirable as to have led the Cluniacs to spend their whole day at it. We could, finally, follow the mystical teaching of those men who would live in heaven while still sitting in their hermitages and anchorholds, the men who inherited Plato through Dionysius, the wisdom of the East through Avicenna. To take anyone of these aspects and develop it intQ a whole portrait of medieval man is tempting because it could be encompassed without too much complexity. To take them all without the Coulton category tempts also because it is easy and pleasant to swing on the end of a pendulum. But' if we were to give a true picture we should have to gather all these pigments together and work out a balanced portrait of a man into whom stream many traditions and from whom proceed the greatest and the meanest works, the greatest and the meanest thoughts, from which the Renaissance and the modern man were .to grow. It is necessary to insist on the complexity of this question and hence any fair estiniate of the medieval man must leave in the reader's mind, not a simple and very clearly delineated outline, but a hazy, perhaps blurred, idea of a man of many parts not easily synthesised or fitted together. We will first consider the N eoplatonic and Augustinian tradition· which is characteristic of a good deal of the spiritual writing and sermons of the period. The Platonic idea of the soul imprisoned in the body had gained a very firm foothold in areligion which taught the importance of the immortal soul and its final destiny which was usually impeded by the lusts and pride of the flesh, a religion which since the death of Christ had set such store on mortification-death to the bodily element. This idea influenced the medieval period through Dionysius rather than through St. Augustine but it was largely represented in the later Augustinian tradition which can be seen clearly from St. Bernard to the English Mystics. It would be wrong, however, to regard the rage of the Abbot of Clairveaux against the sickly MAN IN MEDIEVAL THOUGHT 189 flesh of man as indicating a complete separation and enmity between these two elements in human nature. We :find his friend William of St. Thierry speaking of the point where animality and reason meet, in man's mind by which man can use his body morally and artistically; " in which things," writes William, " God has set man above the works of his hands, and hath set aU those things of the world beneath his feet; to the proud sensual man, for a witness to the losing of his natural dignity and the likeness of God; but to the simple and humble, for an aid to get him that aid again, and to keep that likeness." 3 He shows how such men of necessity use the" many kind of callings, subtleties, exquisite sciences, arts and eloquences, offices and dignities, and the inventions of this world without number which come forth from the many manners of study in books, in works of the hand and in buildings." 4 This is a remarkable attitude toward the wholeness of the animal and spiritual of man in one of Abelard's enemies. We find the image of God in human nature bringing integrity, not to the soul alone, but also to the whole cultural output which had already risen to the heights of its powers in chant and was soon to rise to equal heights in the structure and embellishments of the Cathedrals. At the same time, Hugh of St. Victor was writing such things as the Soul's Betrothal Gift in which man in a soliloquy with his soul leads the latter away from the love 'of worldly things up to the unseen and mysterious touches of divine love. But he displays no hatred of the animal side of man. He is simply setting forth the overwhelming desirability of the divine love which swamps all other desires: "Look then my rash and silly soul, look what you are doing when you long to love and be loved in this world. The whole world is subject to you, and you do not scorn to admit to your love, I do not say the whole world, but scarcely a scrap of it, which is eminent neither in fair seeming nor in needful usefulness nor in great extent nor in exceeding goodness. If indeed you delight in these things, • The Golden Epistle, ch. 6, n. 15.