The Poetical Works of William Collins; With a MemoirCollins, William
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The Poetical Works of William Collins; With a Memoir
Collins, William
Poetry
There is not one line among these interpolated stanzas which it is
possible that Collins could have written.
Mr. Ragdale relates that Collins was in the habit of writing numerous
fragments, and then throwing them into the flames. Jackson, of Exeter,
says the same of John Bampfylde. A sensitive mind is scarce ever
satisfied with the reception it meets, when, in first heat of
composition, it hopes to delight some listener, to which it first
communicates its new effusions. It almost always considers itself to be
"damn'd by faint praise." I have known fervid authors who, if they read
or communicated a piece before it was finished, never went on with it.
They thought it became blown upon, and turned from it with coldness,
disgust, and despair. Yet the hearer is commonly not in fault: who can
satisfy the warm hopes of aspiring and restless genius?
The Wartons have expressed themselves with praise and affection of
Collins, but not, I think, with the entire admiration which was due to
him. Joseph Warton was a good-natured and generous-minded man, but
something of rivalry lurked in his bosom; and the fraternal partiality
of Thomas Warton had the same effect. The younger brother seems to have
thought that Joseph's genius was equal to that of Collins. Gray had the
critical acumen to discern the difference; but still he in no degree
does justice to Collins. He accuses him of want of taste and selection,
which is a surprising charge; and the more so, because Gray did not
disdain to borrow from him. Gray's fault was an affected fastidiousness,
as appears by the slighting manner in which he speaks of Thomson's
Castle of Indolence on its first appearance, as well as of Akenside's
Pleasures of Imagination, and Shenstone's Elegies. That Gray had
exquisite taste, and was a perfect scholar, no one can doubt.
Collins lived thirteen years after the publication of his Odes. It does
not appear that he produced any thing after this publication. How soon
his grand mental malady extinguished his literary powers, I do not
exactly know, nor is it recorded, whether any part of it arose from
bodily disorders. Medical men have never agreed regarding this most
deplorable of human afflictions. In Collins's case it probably arose
from the mind. On such an intellectual temperament the extinction of the
visions which Hope had painted to him seems to have been sufficient to
produce that derangement, which first enfeebled, and then perverted and
annihilated his faculties. The account given by Johnson is different
from that supplied by Mr. Ragdale and another anonymous communication.
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