Francis Bacon - The Essays 1601
OF LOVE
The stage is more beholding to love,
that the life of man.
For as to the stage,
love is ever matter of comedies,
and now and then of tragedies;
but in life it doth much mischief;
sometimes like a siren,
sometimes like a fury. You may observe,
that amongst all the
great and worthy persons (whereof the memory remaineth,
either ancient or recent)
there is not one,
that hath been transported
to the mad degree of love:
which shows that great spirits, and great business,
do keep out this weak passion. You must except, nevertheless, Marcus Antonius,
the half partner of
the empire of Rome, and Appius Claudius,
the decemvir and lawgiver;
whereof the former was
indeed a voluptuous man, and inordinate;
but the latter was
an austere and wise man:
and therefore it seems (though rarely)
that love can find entrance,
not only into an open heart,
but also into a heart well fortified,
if watch be not well kept.
It is a poor saying of Epicurus,
Satis magnum alter alteri theatrum sumus; as if man,
made for the contemplation of heaven,
and all noble objects,
should do nothing but
kneel before a little
idol and make himself a subject,
though not of the mouth (as beasts are),
yet of the eye;
which was given him for higher purposes.
It is a strange thing,
to note the excess of this passion,
and how it braves the nature,
and value of things, by this;
that the speaking in a perpetual hyperbole,
is comely in nothing but in love.
Neither is it merely in the phrase;
for whereas it hath been well said, that the arch-flatterer,
with whom all the
petty flatterers have intelligence, is a man's self;
certainly the lover is more.
For there was never
proud man thought so
absurdly well of himself,
as the lover doth
of the person loved;
and therefore it was well said,
That it is impossible to love,
and to be wise.
Neither doth this weakness
appear to others only,
and not to the party loved;
but to the loved most of all,
except the love be reciproque.
For it is a true rule,
that love is ever rewarded,
either with the reciproque,
or with an inward and secret contempt.
By how much the more,
men ought to beware of this passion,
which loseth not only other things, but itself!
As for the other losses, the poet's
relation doth well figure them:
that he that preferred Helena,
quitted the gifts of Juno and Pallas.
For whosoever esteemeth too
much of amorous affection,
quitteth both riches and wisdom.
This passion hath his floods,
in very times of weakness;
which are great prosperity, and great adversity;
though this latter hath been less observed:
both which times kindle love,
and make it more fervent,
and therefore show it
to be the child of folly. They do best,
who if they cannot but admit love,
yet make it keep quarters;
and sever it wholly
from their serious affairs, and actions, of life;
for if it check once with business, it troubleth men's fortunes, and maketh men,
that they can no
ways be true to their own ends.
I know not how,
but martial men are given to love: I think,
it is but as
they are given to wine;
for perils commonly ask
to be paid in pleasures.
There is in man's nature,
a secret inclination and motion,
towards love of others,
which if it be
not spent upon some
one or a few,
doth naturally spread itself towards many,
and maketh men become humane and charitable;
as it is seen sometime in friars.
Nuptial love maketh mankind;
friendly love perfecteth it;
but wanton love corrupteth, and embaseth it.
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