第3章

ThereisnotillAdonaisthatnoteofpersonalbereavementwhichwailsthroughTennyson’s’InMemoriam’orCowley’s’OdeontheDeathofMr。Hervey’。Much,especiallyintheearlierstanzas,iscommonform。TheMuseUraniaissummonedtolament,andahostofpersonifiedabstractionsflitbeforeus,\"likepageantryofmistonanautumnalstream\"——

\"DesiresandAdorations,WingedPersuasions,andveiledDestinies,SplendoursandGlooms,andglimmeringIncarnationsOfHopesandFears,andtwilightFantasies。\"

Atfirsthescarcelyseemstoknowwhatitisthathewantstosay,butasheproceedshewarmstohiswork。ThepoetsgatherroundAdonais’bier,andinfouradmirablestanzasShelleydescribeshimselfas\"aphantomamongmen,\"who\"HadgazedonNature’snakedloveliness,Actaeon-like;andnowhefledastrayWithfeeblestepso’ertheworld’swilderness,AndhisownthoughtsalongthatruggedwayPursued,likeraginghounds,theirfatherandtheirprey。\"

TheQuarterlyReviewerisnextchastised,andatlastShelleyhasfoundhiscue。Thestrainrisesfromthoughtsofmortalitytotheconsolationsoftheeternal:

’Peace,peace!heisnotdead,hedothnotsleep!

Hehathawakenedfromthedreamoflife。

’Tiswe,who,lostinstormyvisions,keepWithphantomsanunprofitablestrife。\"

Keatsismade\"onewithNature\";heisaparceofthatpower\"Whichwieldstheworldwithneverweariedlove,Sustainsitfrombeneath,andkindlesitabove。\"

Itisoncemorethesameconviction,theoffspringofhisphilosophyandofhissuffering,thatwenoticedinHellas,onlyherethepathosismoreacute。Sostrongisthesenseofhisownmisery,thepremonitionofhisowndeath,thatwescarcelyknow,nordoesitmatter,whetheritisinthepersonofKeatsorofhimselfthatheislamentingtheimpermanenceofearthlygood。Hisspiritwashasteningtoescapefrom\"thelastcloudsofcoldmortality\";hisbarkisdriven\"Farfromtheshore,farfromthetremblingthrongWhosesailswerenevertothetempestgiven。\"

Ayearlaterhewasdrowned。

WhilethebeautyofAdonaisiseasilyappreciated,’Epipsychidion’,writteninthesameyear,muststrikemanyreadersasmeremoonshineandmadness。In’Alastor’,thepoet,attheopeningofhiscareer,hadpursuedinvainthroughthewildernessoftheworldavisionofidealloveliness;itwouldnowseemthatthisvisionisatlastembodiedin\"thenobleandunfortunateLadyEmiliaViviani,\"towhom’Epipsychidion’isaddressed。Shelleybeginsbyexhausting,intheefforttoexpressherperfection,allthemetaphorsthatrapturecansuggest。Hecallsherhisadorednightingale,aspirit-wingedheart,aseraphofheaven,sweetbenedictionintheeternalcurse,moonbeyondtheclouds,starabovethestorm,\"thouWonderandthouBeautyandthouTerror!ThouHarmonyofNature’sart!\"Sheisasweetlamp,a\"wellofsealedandsecrethappiness,\"astar,atone,alight,asolitude,arefuge,adelight,alute,aburiedtreasure,acradle,aviolet-shadedgrave,anantelope,amoonshiningthroughamistofdew。Butallhis\"worldoffancies\"isunequaltoexpressher;hebreaksoffindespair。Acalmerpassageofgreatinterestthenexplainshisphilosophyoflove:

\"Thatbestphilosophy,whosetasteMakesthiscoldcommonhell,ourlife,adoomAsgloriousasafierymartyrdom,\"

andtellshowhe\"neverwasattachedtothatgreatsect,\"whichrequiresthateveryoneshouldbindhimselfforlifetoonemistressorfriend;forthesecretoftrueloveisthatitisincreased,notdiminished,bydivision;likeimagination,itfillstheuniverse;thepartsexceedthewhole,andthisisthegreatcharacteristicdistinguishingallthingsgoodfromallthingsevil。Wethenhaveashadowyrecordoflove’sdealingswithhim。Inchildhoodheclaspedthevisionineverynaturalsightandsound,inverse,andinphilosophy。Thenitfled,this\"souloutofmysoul。\"Hegoesintothewintryforestoflife,where\"onewhosevoicewasvenomedmelody\"entrapsandpoisonshisyouth。Theidealissoughtinvaininmanymortalshapes,untilthemoonrisesonhim,\"thecoldchasteMoon,\"

smilingonhissoul,whichliesinadeath-liketrance,afrozenocean。Atlastthelong-soughtvisioncomesintothewintryforest;itisEmily,likethesun,bringinglightandodourandnewlife。Henceforthheisaworldruledbyandrejoicinginthesetwinspheres。\"Astorealfleshandblood,\"

hesaidinalettertoLeighHunt,\"youknowthatIdonotdealinthosearticles;youmightaswellgotoagin-shopforalegofmuttonasexpectanythinghumanorearthlyfromme。\"Yetitiscertainthatthefiguresbehindtheshiftingwebofmetaphorsarepartlyreal——thatthepoisonousenchantressishisfirstwife,andthemoonthatsavedhimfromdespairhissecondwife。Thelastpartofthepoemhymnstheblissofunionwiththeideal。Emilymustflywithhim;\"ashipisfloatingintheharbournow,\"andthereis\"anisleunderIonianskies,\"thefairestofallShelley’simaginarylandscapes,wheretheirtwosoulsmaybecomeone。Then,atthesuprememoment,thesongtremblesandstops:

\"Woeisme!

ThewingedwordsonwhichmysoulwouldpierceIntotheheightsoflove’srareuniverse,Arechainsofleadarounditsflightoffire——

Ipant,Isink,Itremble,Iexpire。\"

WehavenowtakensomeviewofthechiefofShelley’slongerpoems。Mostofthesewerepublishedduringhislife。Theybroughthimlittleapplauseandmuchexecration,butifhehadwrittennothingelsehisfamewouldstillbesecure。Theyare,however,lessthanhalfoftheversethatheactuallywrote。

Besidesmanycompletedpoems,itremainedforhiswifetodecipher,fromscrapsofpaper,scribbledover,interlined,anderased,ahostoffragments,allvaluable,andmanyofthemgemsofpurestray。Wemustnowattemptageneralestimateofthiswholeoutput。

ChapterIIIThePoetofRebellion,ofNature,andofLoveItmayseemstrangethatsomuchspacehasbeenoccupiedinthelasttwochaptersbyphilosophicalandpoliticaltopics,andthisalthoughShelleyisthemostpurelylyricalofEnglishpoets。ThefactisthatinnearlyallEnglishpoetsthereisastrongmoralandphilosophicalstrain,particularlyinthoseoftheperiod1770-1830。Theyaredeeplyinterestedinpolitical,scientific,andreligiousspeculationsinaestheticquestionsonlysuperficially,ifatallShelley,withthetap-rootsofhisemotionsstrikingdeepintopoliticsandphilosophy,isonlyanextremeinstanceofanationaltrait,whichwasunusuallyprominentintheearlypartofthenineteenthcenturyowingtothestateofourinsularpoliticsatthetimethoughitmustbeadmittedthatEnglishartistsofallperiodshaveaninherenttendencytomoralisewhichhassometimesbeenaweakness,andsometimeshasgiventhemsurprisingstrength。

LiketheotherpoetsoftheRomanticMovementShelleyexpendedhisemotiononthreemainobjects——politics,nature,andlove。

Ineachofthesesubjectshestruckanotepeculiartohimself,buthissingularityisperhapsgreatestinthesphereofpolitics。ItmaybesummedupintheobservationthatnoEnglishimaginativewriterofthefirstrankhasbeenequallyinspiredbythosedoctrinesthathelpedtoproducetheFrenchRevolution。Thatallmenarebornfreeandequal;thatbyacontractenteredintoinprimitivetimestheysurrenderedasmuchoftheirrightsaswasnecessarytothewell-beingofthecommunity,thatdespoticgovernmentsandestablishedreligions,beingviolationsoftheoriginalcontract,areencroachmentsonthoserightsandthecausesofallevil;thatinequalitiesofrankandpowercanbeabolishedbyreasoning,andthatthen,sincemenarenaturallygood,thegoldenagewillreturn——thesearepositionswhichtheEnglishmind,withitsdislikeofthe’apriori’,willnotreadilyaccept。TheEnglishUtilitarians,whoexertedagreatinfluenceonthecourseofaffairs,andtheclassicalschoolofeconomiststhatderivedfromthem,didindeedholdthatmenwerenaturallygood,inasense。Theirtheorywasthat,ifpeoplewerelefttothemselves,andiftherestraintsimposedbyauthorityonthoughtandcommercewereremoved,theoperationofordinaryhumanmotiveswouldproducethemostbeneficentresults。Buttheirtheorywasquiteempirical;workedoutinvariouswaysbyAdamSmith,Bentham,andMill,itadmirablysuitedthenativeindependenceoftheEnglishcharacter,andwasjustifiedbythefactthat,attheendoftheeighteenthcentury,governmentsweresobadthatanimmenseincreaseofwealth,intelligence,andhappinesswasboundtocomemerelyfrommakingacleansweepofobsoleteinstitutions。Shelley’sRadicalismwasnotofthisdrabhue。

Hewasincapableofsoberlystudyingtheconnectionsbetweencausesandeffectsanincapacitywhichcomesoutinthedistastehefeltforhistory——andhisconceptionoftheidealatwhichthereformershouldaimwasvagueandfantastic。Inboththeserespectshisshortcomingswereduetoignoranceofhumannatureproceedingfromignoranceofhimself。

Andfirstastothenatureofhisideals。Whileallgoodmenmustsympathisewiththesincerityofhispassiontoremouldthissorryschemeofthings\"nearertotheheart’sdesire,\"fewwillfindthemodel,asitappearsinhispoems,veryexhilarating。Itischieflyexpressedinnegatives:therewillbenopriests,nokings,nomarriage,nowar,nocruelty——manwillbe\"tribelessandnationless。\"Thoughtheearthwillteemwithplentybeyondourwildestimagination,thegeneraleffectisinsipid;or,iftherearecoloursinthescene,theyarehectic,unnaturalcolours。Hiscouplesoflovers,isolatedinbowersofbliss,readingPlatoandeatingvegetables,arepoorsubstitutesfortherichvarietyofhumanemotionswhichtherealworld,withallitsadmixtureofevil,actuallyadmits。

HenceShelley’stoneirritateswhenheshrillysummonsustoadorehisNewJerusalem。Reflectingonthenarrownessofhisidealsweareapttoseehimasanignorantandfanaticalsectary,andtodetectanunpleasantflavourinhisverse。Andweperceivethat,aswithallhonestfanatics,hisnarrownesscomesfromignoranceofhimself。ThestoryofMrs。Southey’sbunsistypical。WhenhevisitedSoutheytherewerehotbutteredbunsfortea,andhesomuchoffendedMrs。Southeybycallingthemcoarse,disgustingfoodthatshedeterminedtomakehimtrythem。Heatefirstone,thenanother,andendedbyclearingofftwoplatesoftheuncleanthing。Activelyconsciousofnothinginhimselfbutaspirationstowardsperfection,heneversawthat,likeeveryoneelse,hewasacockpitofordinaryconflictinginstincts;or,ifthistumultoflowermovementsdidemergeintoconsciousness,hewouldjudgeittobewhollyevil,sinceithadnoconnection,exceptasahindrance,withhisactivitiesasareformer。Similarlytheworldatlarge,fullasitwasofnightmareoppressionsofwrong,fellforhimintotwosharplyopposedspheresoflightanddarknessononesidetheradiantarmiesofright,ontheothertheperverseoppositionofdevils。

Withthishystericallyover-simplifiedviewoflife,fosteredbylackofself-knowledge,wasconnectedacorrespondingmistakeastothemeansbywhichhisendscouldbereached。

Oneofthefirstobservationswhichgenerousspiritsoftenmakeisthattheunsatisfactorystateofsocietyisduetosomeverysmallkinkorflawinthedispositionsofthemajorityofpeople。Thisperception,whichitdoesnotneedmuchexperiencetoreach,isthesourceofthecommonerrorofyouththateverythingcanbeputrightbysomesimpleremedy。Ifonlysometinychangecouldbemadeinmen’sattitudetowardsoneanotherandtowardstheuniverse,whatafloodofevilcouldbedammed;theslightnessofthecauseisasstrikingastheimmensityoftheeffect。Thosewhoridiculetheyoungdonot,perhaps,alwaysseethatthisisperfectlytrue,thoughofcoursetheyarerightindenouncingtheinferencesooftendrawn——andherelayShelley’sfundamentalfallacy——thattherequiredtinychangedependsonaneffortofthewill,andthatthewillonlydoesnotmaketheeffortbecausefeelingispervertedandintelligencedimmedbyconventiontraditions,prejudices,andsuperstitions。Itiscertain,foronething,thatwillonlyplaysasmallpartinournature,andthatbythemselvesactsofwillcannotmaketheworldperfect。Mostmenarehelpedtothislessonbyobservationofthemselves;

theyseethattheirhighresolvesareineffectivebecausetheircharactersaremixed。Shelleyneverlearntthis。Hesaw,indeed,thathiseffortswerefutileevenmischievous;but,beingcertain,andrightly,ofthenobilityofhisaims,hecouldneverseethathehadactedwrongly,thatheoughttohavecalculatedtheresultsofhisactionsmorereasonably。

Everthwarted,andnevernearerthehappinesshedesiredforhimselfandothers,hedidnot,likeordinarymenattainajusternotionoftherelationbetweengoodandillinhimselfandintheworld;helapsedintoaplaintivebewilderedmelancholy,translatingtheinexplicableconflictofrightandwrongintothetranscendentalviewthat\"Life,likeadomeofmany-colouredglass,StainsthewhiteradianceofEternity。\"

Buthisfailureistheworld’sgain,forallthatisbestinhispoetryisthisexpressionoffrustratedhope。Hehasindeed,whenheismovedsimplybypublicpassion,somewonderfultrumpet-notes;whathateandindignationcando,hesometimesdoes。Andhisrapturousdreamsoffreedomcanstirtheintellect,ifnottheblood。Butitmustberemarkedthatpoetryinspiredsolelybyrevolutionaryenthusiasmisliabletoonefatalweakness:itdegeneratestooeasilyintorhetoric。

Toavoidbeingadidactictreatiseithastodealinhigh-flownabstractions,andinShelleyfear,famine,tyranny,andtherest,sometimeshavealltheemptinessoftheclassicalmanner。

Theyappearnowasbrothers,nowasparents,nowassistersofoneanother;thetaskofunravellingtheirgenealogywouldbeasdifficultasitispointless。IfShelleyhadbeenmerelythesingerofrevolution,theintensityandsincerityofhisfeelingwouldstillhavemadehimabetterpoetthanByron;buthewouldnothavebeenagreatpoet,partlybecauseoftheinherentdrawbacksofthesubject,partlybecauseofhisstrainedandfalseviewof\"themoraluniverse\"andofhimself。

Hissong,intreatingofmenascitizens,asgovernorsandgoverned,couldneverhavetouchedsuchaheightasBurns’\"A

man’samanfora’that。\"

Fortunatelyforourliterature,Shelleydidmorethanarraigntyrants。TheRomanticMovementwasnotmerelyanewwayofconsideringhumanbeingsintheirpubliccapacity;itmeantalsoanewkindofsensitivenesstotheirenvironment。Ifweturn,say,fromPope’s’TheRapeoftheLock’toWordsworth’s’ThePrelude’,itisasifwehavepassedfromasalooncrowdedwithabewiggedandpaintedcompany,wittilyconversinginanatmospherethathasbecomeratherstuffy,intothefreshnessofastarlitnight。Andjustas,onsteppingintotheopenair,thesplendoursofmountain,sky,andseamayenlargeourfeelingswithwonderanddelight,soacorrespondingchangemayoccurinouremotionstowardsoneanother;inthissettingofauniversewithwhichwefeelourselvesnowrapturously,nowcalmly,united,welovewithlessartifice,withgreaterimpetuosityandself-abandonment。\"ThomsonandCowper,\"saysPeacock,\"lookedatthetreesandhillswhichsomanyingeniousgentlemenhadrhymedaboutsolongwithoutlookingatthem,andtheeffectoftheoperationonpoetrywaslikethediscoveryofanewworld。\"TheRomanticpoetstendedtobeabsorbedintheirtreesandhills,butwhentheyalsolookedinthesamespiritontheirownhearts,thatoperationaddedyetanotherworldtopoetry。InShelleytheabsorptionoftheselfinnatureiscarriedtoitsfurthestpoint。IfthepassiontowhichnaturemovedhimislessdeeplymeditatedthaninWordsworthandColeridge,itsexuberanceiswilder;andinhisbestlyricsitisinseparablymingledwiththepassionwhichputshimamongtheworld’stwoorthreegreatestwritersoflove-poems。

Ofallhisverse,itisthesesongsaboutnatureandlovethateveryoneknowsandlikesbest。And,infact,manyofthemseemtosatisfywhatisperhapstheultimatetestoftruepoetry:theysometimeshavethepower,whichmakespoetryakintomusic,ofsuggestingbymeansofwordssomethingwhichcannotpossiblybeexpressedinwords。Obviouslythetestisimpossibletousewithanyobjectivecertainty,but,forareasonwhichwillappear,itseemscapableofafairlystraightforwardapplicationtoShelley’swork。

Firstwemayobservethat,justasthesightofsomerealscene——notnecessarilyasunsetoraglacier,butaploughedfieldorastreet-corner——maycallupemotionswhich\"lietoodeepfortears\"andcannotbeputintowords,thissameeffectcanbeproducedbyunstudieddescriptions。Wordsworthoftenproducesit:

\"IwanderedlonelyasacloudThatfloatsonhigho’ervalesandhills,WhenallatonceIsawacrowd,Ahostofgoldendaffodils。\"

Now,inthedescriptionofnaturalscenesthatkindofeffectisbeyondShelley’sreach,thoughhehasmanypictureswhicharebothdetailedandemotional。Consider,forinstance,theselinesfrom’TheInvitation’(1822)。HecallstoJaneWilliamstocomeaway\"tothewildwoodsandtheplains,\"

\"Wherethelawnsandpasturesbe,Andthesandhillsofthesea;——

Wherethemeltinghoar-frostwetsThedaisy-starthatneversets,Andwind-flowers,andviolets,Whichyetjoinnotscenttohue,Crownthepaleyearweakandnew;

WhenthenightisleftbehindInthedeepeast,dunandblind,Andthebluemoonisoverus,AndthemultitudinousBillowsmurmuratourfeet,Wheretheearthandoceanmeet,AndallthingsseemonlyoneIntheuniversalsun。\"

Thishasawonderfullightnessandradiance。Andhereisapassageofcarefuldescriptionfrom’Evening:PonteaMare,Pisa’:

\"Thesunisset;theswallowsareasleep;

Thebatsareflittingfastinthegrayair;

Theslowsofttoadsoutofdampcornerscreep,Andevening’sbreath,wanderinghereandthereOverthequiveringsurfaceofthestream,Walkesnotoneripplefromitssummerdream。

Thereisnodewonthedrygrassto-night,Nordampwithintheshadowofthetrees;

Thewindisintermitting,dryandlight;

AndintheinconstantmotionofthebreezeThedustandstrawsaredrivenupanddown,Andwhirledaboutthepavementofthetown。\"

Evidentlyhewasagoodobserver,inthesensethathesawdetailsclearly——unlikeByron,whohadfornaturebutavagueandapreoccupiedeye——andevidently,too,hisobservationissteepedinstrongfeeling,andisexpressedinmostmelodiouslanguage。Yetwegettheimpressionthatheneithersawnorfeltanythingbeyondexactlywhathehasexpressed;thereisnosuggestion,asthereshouldbeingreatpoetry,ofsomethingbeyondallexpression。And,curiouslyenough,thisseemstobetrueevenofthosefancifulpoemssoespeciallycharacteristicofhim,suchas’TheCloud’and’Arethusa’,wherehehasdashedtogetheronhispalettethemoststartlingcoloursinnature,andcomposedoutofthemanextravagantlyimaginativewhole:

\"Thesanguinesunrise,withhismeteoreyes,Andhisburningplumesoutspread,Leapsonthebackofmysailingrack,Whenthemorningstarshinesdead,AsonthejagofamountaincragWhichanearthquakerocksandswings,AneaglealitonemomentmaysitInthelightofitsgoldenwings。

And,whensunsetmaybreathe,fromthelitseabeneath,Itsardoursofrestandoflove,AndthecrimsonpallofevemayfallFromthedepthsofheavenabove,WithwingsfoldedIrest,onmyairynest,Asstillasabroodingdove。\"

Canhekeepitup,wewonder,thismanipulationofeaglesandrainbows,ofsunsetandmoonshine,ofsprayandthunderandlightning?Weholdourbreath;itissuperhuman,miraculous;

butheneverfalters,sovehementistheimpulseofhisdelight。Itisonlyafterwardsthatweaskourselveswhetherthereisanythingbeyondthemeredelight;andrealisingthat,thoughwehavebeenraptfarabovetheearth,wehavehadnodisturbingglimpsesofinfinity,weareleftwithaslightflatnessofdisappointment。

Butdisappointmentvanisheswhenweturntothepoemsinwhichecstasyisshotthroughwiththatstrainofmelancholywhichwehavealreadynoticed。HeinvokesthewildWestWind,notsomuchtoexultimpersonallyintheforcethatchariotsthedecayingleaves,spreadstheseedsabroad,wakestheMediterraneanfromitsslumber,andcleavestheAtlantic,astocryoutinthepainofhisownhelplessnessandfailure:

\"Ohlifemeasawave,aleaf,acloud!

Ifalluponthethornsoflife!Ibleed!

AheavyweightofhourshaschainedandbowedOnetoolikethee:tameless,andswift,andproud。\"

OranautumndayintheEuganeanhills,growingfrommistymorningthroughbluenoontotwilight,brings,ashelooksover\"thewavelessplainofLombardy,\"ashortrespite:

\"ManyagreenisleneedsmustbeInthedeepwideseaofmisery;

OrtheMariner,wornandwan,Ne’erthuscouldvoyageon。\"

Thecontrastbetweenthepeacefullovelinessofnatureandhisownmiseryisapiteouspuzzle。OnthebeachnearNaples\"Thesuniswarm,theskyisclear,Thewavesaredancingfastandbright,BlueislesandsnowymountainswearThepurplenoon’stransparentmight。\"

But\"Alas!Ihavenorhopenorhealth,Norpeacewithinnorcalmaround,NorthatcontentsurpassingwealthThesageinmeditationfound,Andwalkedwithinwardglorycrowned——

Norfame,norpower,norlove,norleisure。

OthersIseewhomthesesurround——

Smilingtheylive,andcalllifepleasure;——

Tomethatcuphasbeendealtinanothermeasure\";

sothat\"Icouldliedownlikeatiredchild,Andweepawaythelifeofcare。\"

Theachingwearinessthatthrobsinthemusicoftheseversesisnotmeresentimentalself-pity;itisthecryofasoulthathasknownmomentsofblisswhenithasbeenabsorbedintheseaofbeautythatsurroundsit,onlythemomentspass,andthereunion,eversought,seemsevermorehopeless。OverandoveragainShelley’ssonggivesusboththefugitiveglimpsesandthemysteryoffrustration。

\"Isangofthedancingstars,IsangofthedaedalEarth,AndofHeaven——andthegiantwars,AndLove,andDeath,andBirth,——

AndthenIchangedmypipings,——

SinginghowdownthevaleofMenalusIpursuedamaidenandclasp’dareed:

Godsandmen,wearealldeludedthus!

Itbreaksinourbosomandthenwebleed:

Allwept,asIthinkbothyenowwould,Ifenvyoragehadnotfrozenyourblood,Atthesorrowofmysweetpipings。\"

Whyisitthatheisequaltothehighestofficeofpoetryinthesesad’crisdecoeur’ratherthananywhereelse?Thereisonepoem——perhapshisgreatestpoem——whichmaysuggesttheanswer。Inthe’SensitivePlant’(1820)agardenisfirstdescribedonwhicharelavishedallhispowersofweavinganimaginarylandscapeoutofflowersandlightandodour。Alltheflowersrejoiceinoneanother’sloveandbeautyexcepttheSensitivePlant,\"FortheSensitivePlanthasnobrightflower;

Radianceandodourarenotitsdower;

Itloves,evenlikeLove,itsdeepheartisfull,Itdesireswhatithasnot,thebeautiful。\"

Nowtherewas\"apowerinthissweetplace,anEveinthisEden。\"\"ALady,thewonderofherkind,\"tendedtheflowersfromearliestspring,throughthesummer,\"and,erethefirstleaflookedbrown,shedied!\"Thelastpartofthepoem,apendanttothefirst,isfullofthehorrorsofcorruptionanddecaywhenthepowerofgoodhasvanishedandthepowerofevilistriumphant。Cruelfrostcomes,andsnow,\"Andanorthernwhirlwind,wanderingaboutLikeawolfthathadsmeltadeadchildout,Shooktheboughsthusladen,andheavyandstiff,Andsnappedthemoffwithhisrigidgriff。

WhenwinterhadgoneandspringcamebackTheSensitivePlantwasaleaflesswreck;

Butthemandrakes,andtoadstools,anddocks,anddarnels,Roselikethedeadfromtheirruinedcharnels。\"

Thenthereisanepiloguesayingquitebaldlythatperhapswemayconsoleourselvesbybelievingthat\"InthislifeOferror,ignorance,andstrife,Wherenothingis,butallthingsseem,Andwetheshadowsofthedream,Itisamodestcreed,andyetPleasantifoneconsidersit,Toownthatdeathitselfmustbe,Likealltherest,amockery。

Thatgardensweet,thatladyfair,Andallsweetshapesandodoursthere,Intruthhaveneverpassedaway:

’Tiswe,’tisours,arechanged;notthey。

Forlove,andbeauty,anddelight,Thereisnodeathnorchange:theirmightExceedsourorganswhichendureNolight,beingthemselvesobscure。\"

ThefactisthatShelley’smelancholyisintimatelyconnectedwithhisphilosophicalideas。ItisthecreedofthestudentofBerkeley,ofPlato,ofSpinoza。Whatisrealandunchangingistheonespiritwhichinterpenetratesandupholdstheworldwith\"loveandbeautyanddelight,\"andthisspirit——thevisionwhichAlastorpursuedinvain,the\"UnseenPower\"ofthe’OdetoIntellectualBeauty’——iswhatisalwayssuggestedbyhispoetryatitshighestmoments。Thesuggestion,initsfulness,isofcourseineffable;onlyinthecaseofShelleysomeapproachcanbemadetonamingit,becausehehappenedtobesteepedinphilosophicalwaysofthinking。Theformsinwhichhegaveitexpressionarepredominantlymelancholy,becausethiskindofidealism,withitsinsistenceontheunrealityofevil,istherecoilfromlifeofanunsatisfiedanddisappointedsoul。

Hisphilosophyofloveisbutaspecialcaseofthisall-embracingdoctrine。Wesawhowin’Epipsychidion’herejectedmonogamicprinciplesonthegroundthattrueloveisincreased,notdiminished,bydivision,andwecannowunderstandwhyhecallsthistheoryan\"eternallaw。\"For,inthislifeofillusion,itisinpassionatelovethatwemostnearlyattaintocommunionwiththeeternalreality。Hencethemoreofitthebetter。Themorewedivideandspreadourlove,themorenearlywillthefragmentsofgoodnessandbeautythatareineachofusfindtheirtruefruition。Thisdoctrinemaybeinconvenientinpractice,butitisfarremovedfromvulgarsensualism,ofwhichShelleyhadnotatrace。Hoggsaysthathewas\"pre-eminentlyaladies’man,\"meaningthathehadthatchildlikehelplessnessandsinceritywhichgostraighttotheheartsofwomen。Tothisyouth,preachingsublimemysteries,andneedingtobemotheredintothebargain,theywereasirontothemagnet。TherewasalwaysanEveinhisEden,andeachwasthe\"wonderofherkind\";butwhoevershewas——HarrietGrove,HarrietWestbrook,ElizabethHitchener,CorneliaTurner,MaryGodwin,EmiliaViviani,orJaneWilliams——shewasneveraDonJuan’smistress;shewasanincarnationofthesouloftheworld,amomentarymirroroftheeternal。Suchanattitudetowardstheleastcontrollableofpassionshasseveraldrawbacks:itinvolvesacertaininhumanity,anditisonlypossibleforlongtoonewhoremainsignorantofhimselfandcannotseethatpartoftheforceimpellinghimisblindattractiontowardsaprettyface。Italsohastheresultthat,iftheloverisapoet,hislove-songswillbesad。Obsessedbytheideaofcommunionwithsomedivineperfection,hemustneedsbeoftencastdown,notonlybyfindingthat,Ixion-like,hehasembracedacloud(asShelleysaidofhimselfandEmilia),butbecause,evenwhentheobjectofhisaffectionisworthy,completecommunioniseasiertodesirethantoattain。

ThusShelley’slove-songsarejustwhatmightbeexpected。Ifhedoesstraintothemomentofingressintothedivinebeing,itistoswoonwithexcessofbliss,asattheendof’Epipsychidion’,orasinthe’IndianSerenade’:

\"Ohliftmefromthegrass!

Idie!Ifaint!Ifail!\"

Moreoftenheexhalespuremelancholy:

\"SeethemountainskisshighheavenAndthewavesclasponeanother;

Nosister-flowerwouldbeforgivenIfitdisdaineditsbrother。

Andthesunlightclaspstheearth,Andthemoonbeamskissthesea:

WhatisallthissweetworkworthIfthoukissnotme?\"

Herethefailureisforeseen;heknowsshewillnotkisshim。

Sometimeshissadnessisfaintandrestrained:

\"Ifearthykisses,gentlemaiden,Thouneedestnotfearmine;

MyspiritistoodeeplyladenEvertoburthenthine。\"

Atothertimesitflowswiththefulnessofdespair,asin\"Icangivenotwhatmencalllove,ButwiltthouacceptnotTheworshiptheheartliftsaboveAndtheHeavensrejectnot,Thedesireofthemothforthestar,Ofthenightforthemorrow,ThedevotiontosomethingafarFromthesphereofoursorrow?\"

orin\"WhenthelampisshatteredThelightinthedustliesdead——

WhenthecloudisscatteredTherainbow’sgloryisshed。

Whentheluteisbroken,Sweettonesarerememberednot;

Whenthelipshavespoken,Lovedaccentsaresoonforgot。\"

Theveryraptureoftheskylarkopens,ashelistens,thewoundathisheart:

\"Welookbeforeandafter,Andpineforwhatisnot:

OursincerestlaughterWithsomepainisfraughtOursweetestsongsarethosethattellofsaddestthought。\"

Istheassertioncontainedinthislastlineuniversallytrue?

Perhaps。AtanyrateitistrueofShelley。Hissaddestsongsarethesweetest,andthereasonisthatinthem,ratherthaninthoseverseswherehemerelyuttersecstaticdelight,orcalmpleasure,orbitterindignation,heconveysineffablesuggestionsbeyondwhatthebarewordsexpress。

Itremainstopointoutthatthereisonemeansofconveyingsuchsuggestionswhichwasoutsidethescopeofhisgenius。

Oneofthemethodswhichpoetrymostoftenusestosuggesttheineffableisbytheartfulchoiceandarrangementofwords。A

word,simplybybeingcunninglyplacedandgivenacertaincolour,can,inthehandsofagoodcraftsman,openupindescribablevistas。ButKeats,when,inreplytoaletterofcriticism,hewrotetohim,\"Youmightcurbyourmagnanimity,andbemoreofanartist,andloadeveryriftofyoursubjectwithore,\"wasgivinghimadvicewhich,thoughadmirable,itwasimpossiblethatheshouldfollow。Shelleywasnotmerelynotacraftsmanbynature,hewasnottheleastinterestedinthosematterswhicharecoveredbytheclumsynameof\"technique。\"Itischaracteristicofhimthat,whilemostgreatpoetshavebeenfertilecoinersofnewwords,hisonlyadditiontothelanguageistheugly\"idealism\"inthesenseof\"idealobject。\"Heseemstohavestrayedfromthecurrentvocabularyonlyintwoothercases,bothinfelicitous——\"glode\"

for\"glided,\"and\"blosmy\"for\"blossomy。\"Hedidnot,likeKeats,lookonfinephraseswiththeeyeofalover。Histastewastheconventionaltasteofthetime。ThushesaidofByron’s’Cain’,\"Itisapocalyptic,itisarevelationnotbeforecommunicatedtoman\";andhethoughtByronandTomMoorebetterpoetsthanhimself。Asregardsart,hecheapenedMichaelAngelo,andtheonlythingsaboutwhichhewasenthusiasticinItaly,exceptthefragmentsofantiquitywhichhelovedfortheirassociations,werethepaintingsofRaphaelandGuidoReni。Nordowefindinhimanyofthosenewmetricaleffects,thosesublimeinventionsinprosody,withwhichthegreatmastersastonishus。Blankverseisatestofpoetsinthisrespect,andShelley’sblankverseislimpandcharacterless。

Thosetriumphs,again,whichconsistinthebeautyofcomplicatedwholes,wereneverhis。Heissupreme,indeed,insimpleoutburstswherethereisnoquestionofform,butineffortsoflongerbreath,wherearchitectureisrequired,hetoooftensprawlsandfumblesbeforetheinspirationcomes。

Yethisversehasmeritswhichseemtomakesuchcriticismsvain。Wemaytraceinitallkindsof’arrierespensees’,philosophicalandsociological,thatanartistoughtnottohave,andwemayevendislikeitsdominatingconceptionofavaguespiritthatpervadestheuniverse;butwemustadmitthatwhenhewroteitwasasifseizedandsweptawaybysome\"unseenpower\"thatfelluponhimunpremeditated。Hisemotionswereofthatfatalviolencewhichdistinguishessomanyillustriousbutunhappysoulsfromthemassofpeaceablemankind。IntheearlypartoflastcenturyasetofillustrationstoFaustbyRetzchusedtobegreatlyadmired;

aboutoneofthem,apictureofFaustandMargaretinthearbour,Shelleysaysinalettertoafriend:\"Theartistmakesoneenvyhishappinessthathecansketchsuchthingswithcalmness,whichIonlydaredlookupononce,andwhichmademybrainswimroundonlytotouchtheleafontheoppositesideofwhichIknewthatitwasfigured。\"Soslightweretheoccasionsthatcouldaffecthimeventovertigo。When,fromwhatevercause,thefrenzytookhim,hewouldwritehastily,leavinggaps,notcaringaboutthesense。Afterwardshewouldworkconscientiouslyoverwhathehadwritten,buttherewasnothingleftforhimtodobuttocorrectincoldblood,makeplainthemeaning,andreducealltosuchorderashecould。

Oneresultofthismethodwasthathisversepreservedanunparallelledrushandspontaneity,whichisperhapsasgreataqualityasanythingattainedbythemorebee-liketoilofbetterartists。

BIBLIOGRAPHICALNOTE

TheliteraturedealingwithShelley’sworkandlifeisimmense,andnoattemptwillbemadeeventosummariseithere。A

convenientone-volumeeditionofthepoemsisthateditedbyProfessorEdwardDowdenforMessrs。Macmillan(1896);itincludesMaryShelley’svaluablenotes。Thereisagoodselectionofthepoemsinthe\"GoldenTreasurySeries,\"

compiledbyA。StopfordBrooke。TheProseWorkshavebeencollectedandeditedbyMr。H。BuxtonFormaninfourvolumes(1876-1880)。OfthelettersthereisaneditionbyMr。RogerIngpen(2vols。,1909)。AnumberofletterstoElizabethHitchenerwerepublishedbyMr。BertramDobellin1909。

Forafirst-handknowledgeofapoet’slifeandcharacterthestudentmustalwaysgototheaccountsofcontemporaries。InShelley’scasethesearecopious。ThereareT。L。Peacock,s’Memoirs’(editedbyE。F。B。Brett-Smith,1909);Peacock’s’NightmareAbbey’containsanamusingcaricatureofShelleyinthepersonofScythrops;andinatleasttwoofhernovelsMaryShelleyhasleftdescriptionsofherhusband:AdrianEarlofWindsor,in’TheLastMan’,isaportraitofShelley,and’Lodore’containsanaccountofhisestrangementfromHarriet。

HiscousinTomMedwin’s’Life’(1847)isabadbook,fullofinaccuracies。ButShelleyhadoneuniquepieceofgoodfortune:twofriendswrotebooksabouthimthataremasterpieces。T。J。Hogg’s’Life’isespeciallyvaluablefortheearlierperiod,andE。J。Trelawny’s’RecordsofShelley,Byron,andtheAuthor’,describeshiminthelastyearbeforehisdeath。Hogg’s’Life’hasbeenrepublishedinacheapeditionbyMessrs。Routledge,andthereisacheapeditionofTrelawny’s’Records’inMessrs。Routledge’s\"NewUniversalLibrary。\"Butboththesebooks,whiletheygiveincomparablyvividpicturesofthepoet,areramblingandunconventional,andshouldbesupplementedbyProfessorDowden’s’LifeofShelley’(2vols。,1886),whichwillalwaysremainthestandardbiography。Ofotherrecentlives,Mr。A。Clutton-Brock’s’Shelley:theManandthePoet’(1910)mayberecommended。

OftheinnumerablecriticalestimatesofShelleyandhisplaceinliterature,themostnoteworthyareperhapsMatthewArnold’sEssayinhis’EssaysinCriticism’,andFrancisThompson’s’Shelley’(1909)。Vol。iv。\"NaturalisminEngland,\"ofDr。

GeorgeBrandes’’MainCurrentsinNineteenthCenturyLiterature’(1905),maybereadwithinterest,thoughitisnotveryreliable;andProf。OliverElton’s’ASurveyofEnglishLiterature’,1780-1830(1912),shouldbeconsulted。

Whoeverwishestofollowthefortunes,afterthefireoftheirliveswasextinguishedbyShelley’sdeath,ofMaryShelley,ClaireClairmont,andtherest,shouldread,besidesTrelawny’s’Records’alreadymentioned,’TheLifeandLettersofMaryWollstonecraftShelley’,byMrs。JulianMarshall(2vols。,1889),and’TheLettersofE。J。Trelawny_,editedbyMr。H。

BuxtonForman(1910)。