Poets, Spanish; Spanish poetry -- History and criticism; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
In the prologue to this edition the editor observes, that “in all his
productions is seen an excellency of heart and an imagination truly
poetical, enabling us to assert with Lista that he is a great poet, and
one of the best of our day.” He adds, “the poems of Heredia have, in
our judgement, the merit of a purity of language, which unfortunately
begins to be unknown in Spain. They are of a kind equally apart from
the monotony and servileness, ascribed perhaps with reason to the
classicists, and from the extravagant aberration of those who affect to
be called Romanticists, and believe they are so, because they despise
all rules in their compositions, substituting words and phrases unknown
to our better writers and poets.”
The language of Heredia in his poems is by the concurrent opinion
of all Spanish critics very pure, and even strangers can feel its
simplicity and nature in connexion with the truly poetical thoughts
they contain, free from all conceits or affectations. In his best
original compositions, the sentiments expressed are generally of a
tender and melancholy character, as might be expected from his history,
of one banished from his country and family, while suffering from
privations and ill-health, and at length sinking under a fatal disease.
Like many other poets, he thus also writes most affectingly when
dwelling on his own personal feelings, as if to verify the declaration
of Shelley, that
… most men
Are cradled into poetry by wrong;
They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
The ‘Lines to his Horse’ and ‘The Season of the Northers’ bear
intrinsic evidence of their origin, and also the Ode entitled ‘Poesy.’
This one bears a strong resemblance in its general tone to the ‘Epistle
to His Brother’ and the poem of ‘Sleep and Poetry’ by Keats, whose
character and fate also were in some degree the same as his. They have
the same sentiment, as conscious of fame awaiting them, common to all
poets, but peculiarly to those of more sensitive temperament, the ‘non
omnis moriar,’ the hope of immortality,--
Ἐλπίδ’ ἔχω κλέος εὑρέσθαι
κεν ὑψηλὸν πρόσω.
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