The Early Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson — John Shaqi
The Early Poems of Alfred Lord TennysonTennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron
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The Early Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson
Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron
English poetry -- 19th century
Assonance, alliteration, the revival or adoption of obsolete and
provincial words, the transplantation of phrases and idioms from the
Greek and Latin languages, the employment of common words in uncommon
senses, all are pressed into the service of adding distinction to his
diction. His diction blends the two extremes of simplicity and
artificiality, but with such fine tact that this strange combination
has seldom the effect of incongruity. Longinus has remarked that “as
the fainter lustre of the stars is put out of sight by the
all-encompassing rays of the sun, so when sublimity sheds its light
round the sophistries of rhetoric they become invisible”.[2] What
Longinus says of “sublimity” is equally true of sincerity and
truthfulness in combination with exquisitely harmonious expression. We
have an illustration in Gray’s _Elegy_. Nothing could be more
artificial than the style, but what poem in the world appeals more
directly to the heart and to the eye? It is one thing to call art to
the assistance of art, it is quite another thing to call art to the
assistance of nature. And this is what both Gray and Tennyson do, and
this is why their artificiality, so far from shocking us, “passes in
music out of sight”. But this cannot be said of Tennyson without
reserve. At times his strained endeavours to give distinction to his
style by putting common things in an uncommon way led him into
intolerable affectation. Thus we have “the knightly growth that fringed
his lips” for a moustache, “azure pillars of the hearth” for ascending
smoke, “ambrosial orbs” for apples, “frayed magnificence” for a shabby
dress, “the secular abyss to come” for future ages, “the sinless years
that breathed beneath the Syrian blue” for the life of Christ, “up went
the hush’d amaze of hand and eye” for a gesture of surprise, and the
like. One of the worst instances is in _In Memoriam_, where what is
appropriate to the simple sentiment finds, as it should do,
corresponding simplicity of expression in the first couplet, to
collapse into the falsetto of strained artificiality in the second:—
To rest beneath the clover sod
That takes the sunshine and the rains,
_Or where the kneeling hamlet drains
The chalice of the grapes of God._
An illustration of the same thing, almost as offensive, is in _Enoch
Arden_, where, in an otherwise studiously simple diction, Enoch’s wares
as a fisherman become
Enoch’s _ocean spoil_
In ocean-smelling osier.
But these peculiarities are less common in the earlier poems than in
the later: it was a vicious habit which grew on him.
But, if exception may sometimes be taken to his diction, no exception
can be taken to his rhythm. No English poet since Milton, Tennyson’s
only superior in this respect, had a finer ear or a more consummate
mastery over all the resources of rhythmical expression. What colours
are to a painter rhythm is, in description, to the poet, and few have
rivalled, none have excelled Tennyson in this. Take the following:—
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