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  arelineswhichhavedonemuchmischief。Asregardsthegreatertruths,menoftenererrbyseekingthematthebottomthanatthetop;Truthliesinthehugeabysseswherewisdomissought-notinthepalpablepalaceswheresheisfound。Theancientswerenotalwaysrightinhiding-thegoddessinawell;witnessthelightwhichBaconhasthrownuponphilosophy;witnesstheprinciplesofourdivinefaith-thatmoralmechanismbywhichthesimplicityofachildmayoverbalancethewisdomofaman。

  “WeseeaninstanceofColeridge’sliabilitytoerr,inhis’BiographiaLiteraria’professedlyhisliterarylifeandopinions,but,infact,atreatise_deomniscibilietquibusdamaliis。_Hegoeswrongbyreasonofhisveryprofundity,andofhiserrorwehaveanaturaltypeinthecontemplationofastar。Hewhoregardsitdirectlyandintenselysees,itistrue,thestar,butitisthestarwithoutaray-whilehewhosurveysitlessinquisitivelyisconsciousofallforwhichthestarisusefultousbelow-itsbrilliancyanditsbeauty。

  “AstoWordsworth,Ihavenofaithinhim。ThathehadinyouththefeelingsofapoetIbelieve-forthereareglimpsesofextremedelicacyinhiswritings-anddelicacyisthepoet’sownkingdom-his_ElDorado-butthey_havetheappearanceofabetterdayrecollected;andglimpses,atbest,arelittleevidenceofpresentpoeticfire;weknowthatafewstragglingflowersspringupdailyinthecrevicesoftheglacier。

  “Hewastoblameinwearingawayhisyouthincontemplationwiththeendofpoetizinginhismanhood。Withtheincreaseofhisjudgmentthelightwhichshouldmakeitapparenthasfadedaway。Hisjudgmentconsequentlyistoocorrect。Thismaynotbeunderstood-buttheoldGothsofGermanywouldhaveunderstoodit,whousedtodebatemattersofimportancetotheirStatetwice,oncewhendrunk,andoncewhensober-soberthattheymightnotbedeficientinformalitydrunklesttheyshouldbedestituteofvigor。

  “Thelongwordydiscussionsbywhichhetriestoreasonusintoadmirationofhispoetry,speakverylittleinhisfavor:theyarefullofsuchassertionsasthisIhaveopenedoneofhisvolumesatrandom-“Ofgeniustheonlyproofistheactofdoingwellwhatisworthytobedone,andwhatwasneverdonebefore;’-indeed?thenitfollowsthatindoingwhatisunworthytobedone,orwhat_has_beendonebefore,nogeniuscanbeevinced;yetthepickingofpocketsisanunworthyact,pocketshavebeenpickedtimeimmemorial,andBarrington,thepickpocket,inpointofgenius,wouldhavethoughthardofacomparisonwithWilliamWordsworth,thepoet。

  “Again,inestimatingthemeritofcertainpoems,whethertheybeOssian’sorMacpherson’scansurelybeoflittleconsequence,yet,inordertoprovetheirworthlessness,Mr。W。hasexpendedmanypagesinthecontroversy。_Tantaeneanimis?_Cangreatmindsdescendtosuchabsurdity?

  Butworsestill:thathemaybeardowneveryargumentinfavorofthesepoems,hetriumphantlydragsforwardapassage,inhisabominationwithwhichheexpectsthereadertosympathize。Itisthebeginningoftheepicpoem’Temora。’’ThebluewavesofUllinrollinlight;thegreenhillsarecoveredwithday;treesshaketheirdustyheadsinthebreeze。’Andthisthisgorgeous,yetsimpleimagery,whereallisaliveandpantingwithimmortality-this,WilliamWordsworth,theauthorof’PeterBell,’has_selected_forhiscontempt。Weshallseewhatbetterhe,inhisownperson,hastooffer。Imprimis:

  “’Andnowshe’satthepony’stail,Andnowshe’satthepony’shead,Onthatsidenow,andnowonthis;

  And,almoststifledwithherbliss,AfewsadtearsdoesBettyshed……

  Shepatsthepony,whereorwhenSheknowsnot……happyBettyFoy!

  Oh,Johnny,nevermindthedoctor!’

  Secondly:

  “’Thedewwasfallingfast,the-starsbegantoblink;

  Iheardavoice:itsaid-“Drink,prettycreature,drink!”

  And,lookingo’erthehedge,be-foremeIespiedAsnow-whitemountainlamb,witha-maidenatitsside。

  Noothersheepwasnear,thelambwasallalone,Andbyaslendercordwas-tether’dtoastone。’

  “Now,wehavenodoubtthisisalltrue:wewillbelieveit,indeedwewill,Mr。W。Isitsympathyforthesheepyouwishtoexcite?Iloveasheepfromthebottomofmyheart。

  “Butthereareoccasions,dearB-,thereareoccasionswhenevenWordsworthisreasonable。EvenStamboul,itissaid,shallhaveanend,andthemostunluckyblundersmustcometoaconclusion。Hereisanextractfromhispreface:-

  “’Thosewhohavebeenaccustomedtothephraseologyofmodemwriters,iftheypersistinreadingthisbooktoaconclusion_impossible!will,_nodoubt,havetostrugglewithfeelingsofawkwardness;ha!ha!ha!theywilllookroundforpoetryha!ha!ha!ha!,andwillbeinducedtoinquirebywhatspeciesofcourtesytheseattemptshavebeenpermittedtoassumethattitle。’Ha!ha!ha!ha!ha!

  “Yet,letnotMr。W。despair;hehasgivenimmortalitytoawagon,andthebeeSophocleshastransmittedtoeternityasoretoe,anddignifiedatragedywithachorusofturkeys。

  “OfColeridge,Icannotspeakbutwithreverence。Histoweringintellect!

  hisgiganticpower!Touseanauthorquotedbyhimself,_’Taitrouv?

  souventquelaplupartdessectesontraisondansunebonnepartiedecequ’ellesavancent,maisnonpasencequ’ellesnient,’and_toemployhisownlanguage,hehasimprisonedhisownconceptionsbythebarrierhehaserectedagainstthoseofothers。Itislamentabletothinkthatsuchamindshouldbeburiedinmetaphysics,and,liketheNyctanthes,wasteitsperfumeuponthenightalone。Inreadingthatman’spoetry,Itremblelikeonewhostandsuponavolcano,consciousfromtheverydarknessburstingfromthecrater,ofthefireandthelightthatarewelteringbelow。

  “Whatispoetry?-Poetry!thatProteus-likeidea,withasmanyappellationsasthenine-titledCorcyra!’Giveme,’Idemandedofascholarsometimeago,’givemeadefinitionofpoetry。’_’Tr鑣volontiers;’_andheproceededtohislibrary,broughtmeaDr。Johnson,andoverwhelmedmewithadefinition。ShadeoftheimmortalShakespeare!IimaginetomyselfthescowlofyourspiritualeyeupontheprofanityofthatscurrilousUrsaMajor。Thinkofpoetry,dearB-,thinkofpoetry,andthenthinkofDr。

  SamuelJohnson!Thinkofallthatisairyandfairy-like,andthenofallthatishideousandunwieldy;thinkofhishugebulk,theElephant!andthen-andthenthinkofthe’Tempest’-the’Midsummer-Night’sDream’-

  ProsperoOberon-andTitania!

  “Apoem,inmyopinion,isopposedtoaworkofsciencebyhaving,forits_immediate_object,pleasure,nottruth;toromance,byhaving,foritsobject,an_indefinite_insteadofa_definite_pleasure,beingapoemonlysofarasthisobjectisattained;romancepresentingperceptibleimageswithdefinite,poetrywithindefinitesensations,towhichendmusicisan_essential,since_thecomprehensionofsweetsoundisourmostindefiniteconception。Music,whencombinedwithapleasurableidea,ispoetry;music,withouttheidea,issimplymusic;theidea,withoutthemusic,isprose,fromitsverydefinitiveness。

  “Whatwasmeantbytheinvectiveagainsthimwhohadnomusicinhissoul?

  “Tosumupthislongrigmarole,Ihave,dearB-,whatyou,nodoubt,perceive,forthemetaphysicalpoetsaspoets,themostsovereigncontempt。Thattheyhavefollowersprovesnothing-

  “’NoIndianprincehastohispalaceMorefollowersthanathieftothegallows。

  SCIENCE!truedaughterofOldTimethouart!

  Whoalterestallthingswiththypeeringeyes。

  Whypreyestthouthusuponthepoet’sheart,Vulture,whosewingsaredullrealities?

  Howshouldhelovethee?orhowdeemtheewise,WhowouldstnotleavehiminhiswanderingToseekfortreasureinthejewelledskiesAlbeithesoaredwithanundauntedwing?

  HastthounotdraggedDianafromhercar?

  AnddriventheHamadryadfromthewoodToseekashelterinsomehappierstar?

  HastthousnottorntheNaiadfromherflood,TheElfinfromthegreengrass,andfrommeThesummerdreambeneaththetamarindtree?

  O!NOTHINGearthlysavetherayThrownbackfromflowersofBeauty’seye,AsinthosegardenswherethedaySpringsfromthegemsofCircassy-

  O!nothingearthlysavethethrillOfmelodyinwoodlandrill-

  Ormusicofthepassion-hearted

  Joy’svoicesopeacefullydepartedThatlikethemurmurintheshell,Itsechodwellethandwilldwell-

  Oh,nothingofthedrossofours-

  Yetallthebeauty-alltheflowersThatlistourLove,anddeckourbowers-

  Adornyonworldafar,afar-

  Thewanderingstar。

  ’TwasasweettimeforNesace-forthereHerworldlaylollingonthegoldenair,Nearfourbrightsuns-atemporaryrest-

  Anoasisindesertoftheblest。

  *AstarwasdiscoveredbyTychoBrahewhichappearedsuddenlyintheheavens-attained,inafewdays,abrilliancysurpassingthatofJupiter-thenassuddenlydisappeared,andhasneverbeenseensince。

  Away-away-’midseasofraysthatrollEmpyreansplendoro’erth’unchainedsoul-

  Thesoulthatscarcethebillowsaresodense

  Canstruggletoitsdestin’deminence-

  Todistantspheres,fromtimetotime,sherode,Andlatetoours,thefavour’doneofGod-

  But,now,therulerofananchor’drealm,Shethrowsasidethesceptre-leavesthehelm,And,amidincenseandhighspiritualhymns,Lavesinquadruplelightherangellimbs。

  Nowhappiest,loveliestinyonlovelyEarth,Whencesprangthe“IdeaofBeauty“intobirth,Fallinginwreathsthro’manyastartledstar,Likewoman’shair’midpearls,until,afar,ItlitonhillsAchaian,andtheredwelt

  Shelook’dintoInfinity-andknelt。

  Richclouds,forcanopies,abouthercurled-

  Fitemblemsofthemodelofherworld-

  Seenbutinbeauty-notimpedingsightOfotherbeautyglitteringthro’thelight-

  Awreaththattwinedeachstarryformaround,Andalltheopal’dairincolorbound。

  AllhurriedlyshekneltuponabedOfflowers:ofliliessuchasrear’dthehead*OnthefairCapoDeucato,andsprangSoeagerlyaroundabouttohangUpontheflyingfootstepsofdeeppride-

  哋fherwholov’damortal-andsodied。

  TheSephalica,buddingwithyoungbees,Uprear’ditspurplestemaroundherknees:

  *OnSantaMaura-olimDeucadia。?Sappho。

  *Andgemmyflower,ofTrebizondmisnam’d-

  Inmateofhigheststars,whereerstitsham’dAllotherloveliness:itshonieddewThefablednectarthattheheathenknew

  Deliriouslysweet,wasdropp’dfromHeaven,AndfellongardensoftheunforgivenInTrebizond-andonasunnyflowerSolikeitsownabovethat,tothishour,Itstillremaineth,torturingthebeeWithmadness,andunwontedreverie:

  InHeaven,andallitsenvirons,theleafAndblossomofthefairyplant,ingriefDisconsolatelinger-griefthathangsherhead,Repentingfolliesthatfulllonghavefled,Heavingherwhitebreasttothebalmyair,Likeguiltybeauty,chasten’d,andmorefair:

  Nyctanthestoo,assacredasthelightShefearstoperfume,perfumingthenight:

  咥ndClytiaponderingbetweenmanyasun,Whilepettishtearsadownherpetalsrun:

  嘇ndthataspiringflowerthatsprangonEarth-

  Anddied,erescarceexaltedintobirth,BurstingitsodorousheartinspirittowingItswaytoHeaven,fromgardenofaking:

  *ThisflowerismuchnoticedbyLewenhoeckandTournefort。Thebee,feedinguponitsblossom,becomesintoxicated。?Clytia-TheChrysanthemumPeruvianum,or,toemployabetter-knownterm,theturnsol-whichcontinuallyturnstowardsthesun,coversitself,likePeru,thecountryfromwhichitcomes,withdewycloudswhichcoolandrefreshitsflowersduringthemostviolentheatoftheday-

  _B。deSt。Pierre_。?Thereiscultivatedintheking’sgardenatParis,aspeciesofserpentinealoeswithoutprickles,whoselargeandbeautifulflowerexhalesastrongodourofthevanilla,duringthetimeofitsexpansion,whichisveryshort。ItdoesnotblowtilltowardsthemonthofJuly-youthenperceiveitgraduallyopenitspetals-expandthem-fadeanddie-

  _St。Pierre_。

  *AndValisnerianlotusthitherflownFromstrugglingwiththewatersoftheRhone:

  咥ndthymostlovelypurpleperfume,Zante!

  Isolad’oro!-FiordiLevante!

  嘇ndtheNelumbobudthatfloatsforeverWithIndianCupiddowntheholyriver-

  Fairflowers,andfairy!towhosecareisgiven?TobeartheGoddess’song,inodors,uptoHeaven:

  “Spirit!thatdwellestwhere,Inthedeepsky,Theterribleandfair,Inbeautyvie!

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