But what do we know of what is ultimate? If there is a contact of our
spirits with the universal Spirit, if there are to us divine communions,
influences, how do we know when they begin and end? It _seems_ reverent
and circumspect to view poetical inspiration as a human fact only, but
we are not sure that it is not even more religious to believe that the
unsuspected breath of Deity moves our souls in their higher and happier
moments. Be they motions of our own souls, be there inferior influences
mingled, those Muses were names for the powers upon this view—for the
powers and mingled influences upon another. On the whole, I think that
the distinction is here intended generally; and that the heavenly Muse
represents the human soul exalted, or its powers ennobled by contact
with illuminating and hidden influences—as the prophets Isaiah, Ezekiel,
Jeremiah, have each quite the style of their own humanity in writing
under the governance of the Spirit.
SEWARD.
I consider the free daring with which all Poets of the modern world, at
least, have, for the uses of their Art, converted Powers and Agencies
into imaginary beings. I consider the respects in which the Poet has
need of aid. He wants aid if he is to penetrate into regions
inaccessible to mortal foot or eye—if he is to disclose transactions
veiled since the foundations of the world; but this aid the Muse cannot
afford to the _Christian_ Poet, and we shall presently see that he
applies for it to a higher Source. But the Poet who undertakes to sing
of Heaven and Earth, of Chaos and of Hell, who comprehends within his
unbounded Song all orders of Being, from the Highest and Greatest to the
Lowest and Least—all that are Good and all that are Evil, and all that
are mixed of Good and Evil—and all transactions from the date, if we may
safely so speak, when Time issued from the bosom of Eternity to the
still distant date, when Time shall again merge in that Eternity out of
which it arose, and be no more:—That Poet, if any, needs implore for a
voice equal to his theme, a power of wing measured to the flight which
he intends to soar; he needs for the very manner of representation which
he is to use—for the very words in which he is to couch stupendous
thoughts—for the very music in which his pealing words shall roll—aid,
if aid can be had for supplication.
NORTH.
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