Poetic diction: A study of eighteenth century verseQuayle, Thomas
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Poetic diction: A study of eighteenth century verse
Quayle, Thomas
English language -- Diction; English poetry -- 18th century -- History and criticism
“The Island in the Moon” furnishes grotesque instances, such as that
of old Corruption dressed in yellow vest. In “The Divine Image,” from
the “Songs of Innocence,” while commonplace virtues are personified,
the simple direct manner of the process distinguishes them from their
prototypes in the earlier moral and didactic poetry of the century:
For Mercy has a human heart
Pity a human face
And Love, the human form divine
And Peace the human dress.[233]
An instance of personification raised to a higher power is found in
Blake’s letter to Butts[234] beginning
With Happiness stretch’d across the hills,
In a cloud that dewy sweetness distils,
whilst elsewhere personified abstractions appear with new epithets, the
most striking example being in “Earth’s Answer,” from the “Songs of
Experience”:
Prison’d on watry shore
_Starry_ Jealousy does keep my den.
Moreover, Blake’s figures are often presented in an imaginative guise
that helps to emphasize the gulf fixed between him and the majority of
his contemporaries and predecessors. Thus “Joy” is twice depicted as a
bird:
Joys upon our branches sit
Chirping loud and singing sweet
(“Song”—“Poetical Sketches”)
and
Welcome, stranger, to this place
Where Joy doth sit on every bough.
(“Song by a Shepherd”)
In Blake’s youthful work the personifications of natural powers, though
in most cases clearly imitative are yet striking in their beauty and
power of suggestion. The influence of “Ossian” is seen in such “prose”
personifications as “The Veiled Evening walked solitary down the Western
hills and Silence reposed in the valley” (“The Couch of Death”), and
“Who is this that with unerring step dares to tempt the wild where only
Nature’s foot has trod, ’Tis Contemplation, daughter of the Grey Morning”
(“Contemplation”). Here also are evocations of the seasons which,
whatever they may owe to Thomson or Collins, are new in that we actually
get a picture of Spring with “dewy locks” as she looks down
Thro’ the clear windows of the morning
of summer with
ruddy limbs and flourishing hair,
of the “jolly autumn,”
laden with fruits and stained
With the blood of the grape;
and of winter,
a dreadful monster whose skin clings
To her strong bones.
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