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The National Being - Some Thoughts on an Irish Polity by George William Russell
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they are never by solitary man or by disunited peoples. In the highest
civilizations the individual citizen is raised above himself and made
part of a greater life, which we may call the National Being. He enters
into it, and it becomes in oversoul to him, and gives to all his works a
character and grandeur and a relation to the works of his fellow-
citizens, so that all he does conspires with the labors of others for
unity and magnificence of effect. So ancient Egypt, with its temples,
sphinxes, pyramids, and symbolic decorations, seems to us as if it had
been created by one grandiose imagination; for even the lesser
craftsmen, working on the mummy case for the tomb, had much of the
mystery and solemnity in their work which is manifest in temple and
pyramid. So the city States in ancient Greece in their day were united
by ideals to a harmony of art and architecture and literature. Among
the Athenians at their highest the ideal of the State so wrought upon
the individual that its service became the overmastering passion of
life, and in that great oration of Pericles, where he told how the
Athenian ideal inspired the citizens so that they gave their bodies for
the commonwealth, it seems to have been conceived of as a kind of
oversoul, a being made up of immortal deeds and heroic spirits,
influencing the living, a life within their life, molding their spirits
to its likeness. It appears almost as if in some of these ancient
famous communities the national ideal became a kind of tribal deity,
that began first with some great hero who died and was immortalized by
the poets, and whose character, continually glorified by them, grew at
last so great in song that he could not be regarded as less than a demi-
god. We can see in ancient Ireland that Cuchulain, the dark sad man of
the earlier tales, was rapidly becoming a divinity, a being who summed
up in himself all that the bards thought noblest in the spirit of their
race; and if Ireland had a happier history no doubt one generation of
bardic chroniclers after another would have molded that half-mythical
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