PAGE NO. cried till his eyes were bleared: lowpin, leaping: linn, waterfall: sair, sore: smoor'd, smothered: crouse and canty, blythe and gay. 151 CLIV Burns justly named this 'one of the most beautiful songs in the Scots or any other language.' One verse, interpolated by Beattie, is here omitted:-it contains two good lines, but is quite out of harmony with the original poem. Bigonet, little cap; probably altered from beguinette: thraw, twist: caller, fresh. 153 CLV airts, quarters: row, roll: shaw, small wood in a hollow, spinney: knowes, knolls. 154 CLVI jo, sweetheart: brent, smooth: pow, head. -CLVII leal, faithful: fain, happy. 155 CLVIII Henry VI founded Eton. 160 CLXI The Editor knows no Sonnet more remarkable than this, which, with CLXII, records Cowper's gratitude to the Lady whose affectionate care for many years gave what sweetness he could enjoy to a life radically wretched. Petrarch's sonnets have a more ethereal grace and a more perfect finish; Shakespeare's more passion; Milton's stand supreme in stateliness, Wordsworth's in depth and delicacy. But Cowper's unites with an exquisiteness in the turn of thought which the ancients would have called Irony, an intensity of pathetic tenderness peculiar to his loving and ingenuous nature. -- There is much mannerism, much that is unimportant or of now exhausted interest in his poems: but where he is great, it is with that elementary greatness which rests on the most universal human feelings. Cowper is our highest master in simple pathos. 163 CLXIII fancied green: cherished garden. CLXIV Nothing except his surname appears recoverable with regard to the author of this truly noble poem. It should be noted as exhibiting a rare excellence,the climax of simple sublimity. It is a lesson of high instructiveness to examine the essential qualities which give firstrate poetical rank to lyrics such as 'To-morrow' or 'Sally in our Alley,' when compared with poems written (if the phrase may be allowed) in keys so different as the subtle sweetness of Shelley, the grandeur of Gray and Milton, or the delightful Pastoralism of the Elizabethan verse. Intelligent readers will gain hence a clear understanding of the vast imaginative range of Poetry;-through what wide oscillations the mind and the taste of a nation may pass ;-how many are the roads which Truth and Nature open to Excellence. Summary of Book Fourth IT proves sufficiently the lavish wealth of our own age in Poetry, that the pieces which, without conscious departure from the standard of Excellence, render this Book by far the longest, were with very few exceptions composed during the first thirty years of the nineteenth century. Exhaustive reasons can hardly be given for the strangely sudden appearance of individual genius: but none, in the Editor's judgment, can be less adequate than that which assigns the splendid national achievements of our recent poetry to an impulse from the frantic follies and criminal wars that at the time disgraced the least essentially civilized of our foreign neighbours. The first French Revolution was rather, in his opinion, one result, and in itself by no means the most important, of that far wider and greater spirit which through enquiry and doubt, through pain and triumph, sweeps mankind round the circles of its gradual development: and it is to this that we must trace the literature of modern Europe. But, without more detailed discussion on the motive causes of Scott, Wordsworth, Campbell, Keats, and Shelley, we may observe that these Poets, with others, carried to further perfection the later tendencies of the Century preceding, in simplicity of narrative, reverence for human Passion and Character in every sphere, and impassioned love of Nature: -that, whilst maintaining on the whole the advances in art made since the, Restoration, they renewed the half-forgotten melody and depth of tone which marked the best Elizabethan writers-that, lastly, to what was thus inherited they added a richness in language and a variety in metre, a force and fire in narrative, a tenderness and bloom in feeling, an insight into the finer passages of the Soul and the inner meanings of the landscape, a larger and wiser Humanity,-hitherto hardly attained, and perhaps unattainable even by predecessors of not inferior individual genius. In a word, the Nation which, after the Greeks in their glory, has been the most gifted of all nations for Poetry, expressed in these men the highest strength and prodigality of its nature. They interpreted the age to itselfhence the many phases of thought and style they present:to sympathize with each, fervently and impartially, without fear and without fancifulness, is no doubtful step in the higher education of the Soul. For, as with the Affections and the Conscience, Purity in Taste is absolutely proportionate to Strength:-and when once the mind has raised itself to grasp and to delight in Excellence, those who love most will be found to love most wisely. PAGE No. 166 CLXVI stout Cortez: History requires here Balbóa: (A.T.) It may be noticed, that to find in Chapman's Homer the 'pure serene' of the original, the reader must bring with him the imagination of the youthful poet;-he must be a Greek himself,' as Shelley finely said of Keats. 170 CLXIX The most tender and true of Byron's smaller poems. 171 CLXX This poem, with ccxxxvi, exemplifies the peculiar skill with which Scott employs proper names :-nor is there a surer sign of high poetical genius. PAGE NO. 188 CXCI The Editor in this and in other instances has risked the addition (or the change) of a Title, that the aim of the verses following may be grasped more clearly and immediately. 194 cxcvIn Nature's Eremite: like a solitary thing in Nature. -This beautiful Sonnet was the last word of a poet deserving the title 'marvellous boy' in a much higher sense than Chatterton. If the fulfilment may ever safely be prophesied from the promise, England appears to have lost in Keats one whose gifts in Poetry have rarely been surpassed. Shakespeare, Milton, and Wordsworth, had their lives been closed at twenty-five, would (so far as we know) have left poems of less excellence and hope than the youth who, from the petty school and the London surgery, passed at once to a place with them of 'high collateral glory.' 196 CCI CCII It is impossible not to regret that Moore has written 206 CCIx Bonnivard, a Genevese, was imprisoned CCX by the Duke of Savoy in Chillon on the lake of Geneva for his courageous defence of his country against the tyranny with which Piedmont threatened it during the first half of the seventeenth century.-This noble Sonnet is worthy to stand near Milton's on the Vaudois massacre. Switzerland was usurped by the French under 209 ccxv This battle was fought Dec. 2, 1800, between the Hohen 212 CCXVIII After the capture of Madrid by Napoleon, Sir J. Moore retreated before Soult and Ney to Corunna, and was killed whilst covering the embarcation of his troops. His tomb, built by Ney, bears this inscription 'John Moore, leader of the English armies, slain in battle, 1809.' 225 CCXXIX The Mermaid was the club-house of Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, and other choice spirits of that age. 226 ccxxx Maisie: Mary. Scott has given us nothing more complete and lovely than this little song, which unites simplicity and dramatic power to a wildwood music of the rarest quality. No moral is drawn, far less any conscious analysis of feeling attempted:the pathetic meaning is left to be suggested by the Y PAGE NO. mere presentment of the situation. Inexperienced critics have often named this, which may be called the Homeric manner, superficial, from its apparent simple facility: but first rate excellence in it (as shown here, in CXCVI, CLVI, and CXXIX) is in truth one of the least common triumphs of Poetry.-This style should be compared with what is not less perfect in its way, the searching out of inner feeling, the expression of hidden meanings, the revelation of the heart of Nature and of the Soul within the Soul,-the Analytical method, in short,-most completely represented by Wordsworth and by Shelley. 231 CCXXXIV correi: covert on a hillside. Cumber: trouble. 243 CCXLIII This poem has an exaltation and a glory, joined with an exquisiteness of expression, which place it in the highest rank amongst the many masterpieces of its illustrious Author. 252 CCLII interlunar swoon: interval of the Moon's invisibility. 257 CCLVI Calpe: Gibraltar. Lofoden: the Maelstrom whirlpool off the N.W. coast of Norway. 259 CCLVII This lovely poem refers here and there to a ballad by Hamilton on the subject better treated in CXXVII and CXXVIII. 271 CCLXVIII Arcturi: seemingly used for northern stars.-And wild roses &c. Our language has no line modulated with more subtle sweetness. A good poet might have written And roses wild-yet this slight change would disenchant the verse of its peculiar beauty. 275 CCLXX Ceres' daughter: Proserpine. God of Torment: Pluto. CCLXXI This impassioned address expresses Shelley's most rapt imaginations, and is the direct modern representative, of the feeling which led the Greeks to the worship of Nature. 284 CCLXXIV The leading idea of this beautiful description of a day's landscape in Italy is expressed with an obscurity not unfrequent with its author. It appears to be,-On the voyage of life are many moments of pleasure, given by the sight of Nature, who has power to heal even the worldliness and the uncharity of man. 285 286 1. 24 Amphitrite was daughter to Ocean. 1. 1 Sungirt City: It is difficult not to believe that the correct reading is Seagirt. Many of Shelley's poems appear to have been printed in England during his residence abroad: others were printed from his manuscripts after his death. Hence probably the text of no English Poet after 1660 contains so many errors. See the Note on No. IX. 289 CCLXXV 1. 21 Maenad: a frenzied Nymph, attendant on Dionysus in the Greek mythology. 290 CCLXXV 1.4 Plants under water sympathize with the seasons of the land, and hence with the winds which affect them. 291 CCLXXVI Written soon after the death, by shipwreck, of Wordsworth's brother John. This Poem should be compared with Shelley's following it. Each is the most complete expression of the innermost spirit of his art given by these great Poets-of that Idea which, as in the case of the true Painter, (to quote the words of Reynolds,) 'subsists only in the mind: The sight never beheld it, nor has the hand expressed it; it is an idea residing in the breast of the artist, which he is always labouring to impart, and which he dies at last without imparting.' the Kind: the human race. 293 CCLXXVIII Proteus represented the everlasting changes, united with ever-recurrent sameness, of the Sea. CCLXXIX the Royal Saint: Henry VI. |