THE
ETHICAL FALLACY i6i
but. But
what are the results, for the critics of
'
Fact,' of theiraversion
—
^historically sojustified
—
to the
methods of
'
Sentiment'? The results are
clear. The
appreciationofbeauty,cut offfromthe
restoflife, neitherilluminatesexperience,nordraws
from
experience any profundities of its own. It
losesthepowerto
interestothers,toinfluencecreation
or
control taste: it becomes small and desiccated
in itself. And
another result is equally apparent.
Appreciation, thus isolated,
discriminates the nice
distinctions of species, but loses sight of the
great
distinction
of genus: the distinction between the
profound and the accomplished.
An accurate and
even
interest studiesFrancois Boucherwith
Bellini
;
anequablecuriosity
extendsitselfindifferentlytothe
plansofBramanteandthe
furniture
of
Chippendale.
For,inthelast
resort,greatartwillbe
distinguished
fromthat which is
merely gestheticallycleverby a
nobility that,
in
its
final analysis,
is moral
;
or,
rather, the nobility
which in life we call
'
moral
'
isitselfaesthetic. Butsince ii
interestsusinlifeas
wellasinart,we
cannot—orshould not
—^meetitin
artwithout asense of
itsimaginative reaches
into
life. And to
separate architecture,
the imaginative
reach of which has
this vital scope
—^architecture
that is profound
—^from architecture
which, though
equallyaccomplished, is
nevertheless
vitallytrivial,
isanecessary
functionevenofsesthetic
criticism.
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