What pains to make you present in the forest of Arden,—and in the
Island!
NORTH.
This outward Picturesque, embosoming the Human Pathetic and Sympathetic,
is known to the great Father of Poetry.
Homer paints _for eye_ and ear; but usually with brief touches.
TALBOYS.
The predominance given in Verse to the Music over the Sense—the
conspicuous power of the Music, perhaps calls the Soul into the Senses.
NORTH.
But there is a more comprehensive view. The Mind in the treatment of its
Knowledge ranges between two Extremes. It receives the original givings
of Experience, at the utmost particularised and individualised,
determined under conditions of time, Place, Individuals. It reduces
individuals into Kinds, actions into Laws, finds Principles, unveils
Essences. These are the ultimate findings of Reason. The Philosophical
Mind tends to these—dwells in these—is at home in these—is impatient of
its knowledge whilst unreduced. This is the completed victory of
Intelligence over its data. It is by Comprehension and Resolution the
Reduction of Multitude into Unity. At the same time, the Mind leaves the
turbulent element of Sense, and passes into a serene air, a steadfast
and bright and cold sky. Now, then, Poetry dwells or makes a show of
dwelling at the other extreme—in the forms as they were given. What
semblance, what deception, may be in this, is another question. But this
is her ostentation. She imitates to a deception, if she does not copy
these original givings. She represents Experience, and this she does for
the sake of the Power of Affection which attends the forms of
Experience. For the most part these original givings are involved in
sensible perceptions, Eye, Ear, Hand, and beating heart. How will you
escape from them? Eye, above all, the reigning faculty of communing with
Earth and Sky. So as that he who is shut out from the world of sight,
seems to us to be shut out from the world; but he who is shut out from
the world of Sound: not equally so. Nevertheless, that which Poetry
requires is not——
TALBOYS.
You were going a few minutes ago to say something more about
Impersonations, sir.
NORTH.
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