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
[12] The whole of this gorgeous passage is taken, with one or two
additions and alterations in the names of the flowers, from _Iliad_,
xiv., 347-52, with a reminiscence no doubt of Milton, _Paradise Lost_,
iv., 695-702.
[13] The “_angry_ cheek” is a fine touch.
[14] This fine sentiment is, of course, a commonplace among ancient
philosophers, but it may be interesting to put beside it a passage
from Cicero, _De Finibus_, ii., 14, 45: “Honestum id intelligimus quod
tale est ut, detractâ omni utilitate, sine ullis præmiis fructibusve
per se ipsum possit jure laudari”. We are to understand by the truly
honourable that which, setting aside all consideration of utility, may
be rightly praised in itself, exclusive of any prospect of reward or
compensation.
[15] This passage is very obscurely expressed, but the general meaning
is clear: “Until endurance grow sinewed with action, and the
full-grown will, circled through all experiences grow or become law,
be identified with law, and commeasure perfect freedom”. The true
moral ideal is to bring the will into absolute harmony with law, so
that virtuous action becomes an instinct, the will no longer rebelling
against the law, “service” being in very truth “perfect freedom”.
[16] The Paphos referred to is the old Paphos which was sacred to
Aphrodite; it was on the south-west extremity of Cyprus.
[17] Adopted from a line excised in _Mariana in the South_. See
_supra_.
[18] This was Eris.
[19] Helen.
[20] With these verses should be compared Schiller’s fine lyric
_Kassandra_, and with the line, “All earth and air seem only burning
fire,” from Webster’s _Duchess of Malfi_:—
The heaven o’er my head seems made of molten brass,
The earth of flaming sulphur.
[21] In the Pyrenees, where part of this poem was written, I saw a
very beautiful species of Cicala, which had scarlet wings spotted with
black. Probably nothing of the kind exists in Mount Ida.
The Sisters
First published in 1833.
The only alterations which have been made in it since have simply
consisted in the alteration of “‘an’” for “and” in the third line of
each stanza, and “through and through” for “thro’ and thro’” in line
29, and “wrapt” for “wrapped” in line 34. It is curious that in 1842
the original “bad” was altered to “bade,” but all subsequent editions
keep to the original. It has been said that this poem was founded on
the old Scotch ballad “The Twa Sisters” (see for that ballad Sharpe’s
_Ballad Book_, No. x., p. 30), but there is no resemblance at all
between the ballad and this poem beyond the fact that in each there are
two sisters who are both loved by a certain squire, the elder in
jealousy pushing the younger into a river and drowning her.
We were two daughters of one race:
She was the fairest in the face:
The wind is blowing in turret and tree.
They were together and she fell;
Therefore revenge became me well.
O the Earl was fair to see!
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