ThereisnotillAdonaisthatnoteofpersonalbereavementwhichwailsthroughTennyson’s’InMemoriam’orCowley’s’OdeontheDeathofMr。Hervey’。Much,especiallyintheearlierstanzas,iscommonform。TheMuseUraniaissummonedtolament,andahostofpersonifiedabstractionsflitbeforeus,"likepageantryofmistonanautumnalstream"——
  "DesiresandAdorations,WingedPersuasions,andveiledDestinies,SplendoursandGlooms,andglimmeringIncarnationsOfHopesandFears,andtwilightFantasies。"
  Atfirsthescarcelyseemstoknowwhatitisthathewantstosay,butasheproceedshewarmstohiswork。ThepoetsgatherroundAdonais’bier,andinfouradmirablestanzasShelleydescribeshimselfas"aphantomamongmen,"who"HadgazedonNature’snakedloveliness,Actaeon-like;andnowhefledastrayWithfeeblestepso’ertheworld’swilderness,AndhisownthoughtsalongthatruggedwayPursued,likeraginghounds,theirfatherandtheirprey。"
  TheQuarterlyReviewerisnextchastised,andatlastShelleyhasfoundhiscue。Thestrainrisesfromthoughtsofmortalitytotheconsolationsoftheeternal:
  ’Peace,peace!heisnotdead,hedothnotsleep!
  Hehathawakenedfromthedreamoflife。
  ’Tiswe,who,lostinstormyvisions,keepWithphantomsanunprofitablestrife。"
  Keatsismade"onewithNature";heisaparceofthatpower"Whichwieldstheworldwithneverweariedlove,Sustainsitfrombeneath,andkindlesitabove。"
  Itisoncemorethesameconviction,theoffspringofhisphilosophyandofhissuffering,thatwenoticedinHellas,onlyherethepathosismoreacute。Sostrongisthesenseofhisownmisery,thepremonitionofhisowndeath,thatwescarcelyknow,nordoesitmatter,whetheritisinthepersonofKeatsorofhimselfthatheislamentingtheimpermanenceofearthlygood。Hisspiritwashasteningtoescapefrom"thelastcloudsofcoldmortality";hisbarkisdriven"Farfromtheshore,farfromthetremblingthrongWhosesailswerenevertothetempestgiven。"
  Ayearlaterhewasdrowned。
  WhilethebeautyofAdonaisiseasilyappreciated,’Epipsychidion’,writteninthesameyear,muststrikemanyreadersasmeremoonshineandmadness。In’Alastor’,thepoet,attheopeningofhiscareer,hadpursuedinvainthroughthewildernessoftheworldavisionofidealloveliness;itwouldnowseemthatthisvisionisatlastembodiedin"thenobleandunfortunateLadyEmiliaViviani,"towhom’Epipsychidion’isaddressed。Shelleybeginsbyexhausting,intheefforttoexpressherperfection,allthemetaphorsthatrapturecansuggest。Hecallsherhisadorednightingale,aspirit-wingedheart,aseraphofheaven,sweetbenedictionintheeternalcurse,moonbeyondtheclouds,starabovethestorm,"thouWonderandthouBeautyandthouTerror!ThouHarmonyofNature’sart!"Sheisasweetlamp,a"wellofsealedandsecrethappiness,"astar,atone,alight,asolitude,arefuge,adelight,alute,aburiedtreasure,acradle,aviolet-shadedgrave,anantelope,amoonshiningthroughamistofdew。Butallhis"worldoffancies"isunequaltoexpressher;hebreaksoffindespair。Acalmerpassageofgreatinterestthenexplainshisphilosophyoflove:
  "Thatbestphilosophy,whosetasteMakesthiscoldcommonhell,ourlife,adoomAsgloriousasafierymartyrdom,"
  andtellshowhe"neverwasattachedtothatgreatsect,"whichrequiresthateveryoneshouldbindhimselfforlifetoonemistressorfriend;forthesecretoftrueloveisthatitisincreased,notdiminished,bydivision;likeimagination,itfillstheuniverse;thepartsexceedthewhole,andthisisthegreatcharacteristicdistinguishingallthingsgoodfromallthingsevil。Wethenhaveashadowyrecordoflove’sdealingswithhim。Inchildhoodheclaspedthevisionineverynaturalsightandsound,inverse,andinphilosophy。Thenitfled,this"souloutofmysoul。"Hegoesintothewintryforestoflife,where"onewhosevoicewasvenomedmelody"entrapsandpoisonshisyouth。Theidealissoughtinvaininmanymortalshapes,untilthemoonrisesonhim,"thecoldchasteMoon,"
  smilingonhissoul,whichliesinadeath-liketrance,afrozenocean。Atlastthelong-soughtvisioncomesintothewintryforest;itisEmily,likethesun,bringinglightandodourandnewlife。Henceforthheisaworldruledbyandrejoicinginthesetwinspheres。"Astorealfleshandblood,"
  hesaidinalettertoLeighHunt,"youknowthatIdonotdealinthosearticles;youmightaswellgotoagin-shopforalegofmuttonasexpectanythinghumanorearthlyfromme。"Yetitiscertainthatthefiguresbehindtheshiftingwebofmetaphorsarepartlyreal——thatthepoisonousenchantressishisfirstwife,andthemoonthatsavedhimfromdespairhissecondwife。Thelastpartofthepoemhymnstheblissofunionwiththeideal。Emilymustflywithhim;"ashipisfloatingintheharbournow,"andthereis"anisleunderIonianskies,"thefairestofallShelley’simaginarylandscapes,wheretheirtwosoulsmaybecomeone。Then,atthesuprememoment,thesongtremblesandstops:
  "Woeisme!
  ThewingedwordsonwhichmysoulwouldpierceIntotheheightsoflove’srareuniverse,Arechainsofleadarounditsflightoffire——
  Ipant,Isink,Itremble,Iexpire。"
  WehavenowtakensomeviewofthechiefofShelley’slongerpoems。Mostofthesewerepublishedduringhislife。Theybroughthimlittleapplauseandmuchexecration,butifhehadwrittennothingelsehisfamewouldstillbesecure。Theyare,however,lessthanhalfoftheversethatheactuallywrote。
  Besidesmanycompletedpoems,itremainedforhiswifetodecipher,fromscrapsofpaper,scribbledover,interlined,anderased,ahostoffragments,allvaluable,andmanyofthemgemsofpurestray。Wemustnowattemptageneralestimateofthiswholeoutput。
  ChapterIIIThePoetofRebellion,ofNature,andofLoveItmayseemstrangethatsomuchspacehasbeenoccupiedinthelasttwochaptersbyphilosophicalandpoliticaltopics,andthisalthoughShelleyisthemostpurelylyricalofEnglishpoets。ThefactisthatinnearlyallEnglishpoetsthereisastrongmoralandphilosophicalstrain,particularlyinthoseoftheperiod1770-1830。Theyaredeeplyinterestedinpolitical,scientific,andreligiousspeculationsinaestheticquestionsonlysuperficially,ifatallShelley,withthetap-rootsofhisemotionsstrikingdeepintopoliticsandphilosophy,isonlyanextremeinstanceofanationaltrait,whichwasunusuallyprominentintheearlypartofthenineteenthcenturyowingtothestateofourinsularpoliticsatthetimethoughitmustbeadmittedthatEnglishartistsofallperiodshaveaninherenttendencytomoralisewhichhassometimesbeenaweakness,andsometimeshasgiventhemsurprisingstrength。
  LiketheotherpoetsoftheRomanticMovementShelleyexpendedhisemotiononthreemainobjects——politics,nature,andlove。
  Ineachofthesesubjectshestruckanotepeculiartohimself,buthissingularityisperhapsgreatestinthesphereofpolitics。ItmaybesummedupintheobservationthatnoEnglishimaginativewriterofthefirstrankhasbeenequallyinspiredbythosedoctrinesthathelpedtoproducetheFrenchRevolution。Thatallmenarebornfreeandequal;thatbyacontractenteredintoinprimitivetimestheysurrenderedasmuchoftheirrightsaswasnecessarytothewell-beingofthecommunity,thatdespoticgovernmentsandestablishedreligions,beingviolationsoftheoriginalcontract,areencroachmentsonthoserightsandthecausesofallevil;thatinequalitiesofrankandpowercanbeabolishedbyreasoning,andthatthen,sincemenarenaturallygood,thegoldenagewillreturn——thesearepositionswhichtheEnglishmind,withitsdislikeofthe’apriori’,willnotreadilyaccept。TheEnglishUtilitarians,whoexertedagreatinfluenceonthecourseofaffairs,andtheclassicalschoolofeconomiststhatderivedfromthem,didindeedholdthatmenwerenaturallygood,inasense。Theirtheorywasthat,ifpeoplewerelefttothemselves,andiftherestraintsimposedbyauthorityonthoughtandcommercewereremoved,theoperationofordinaryhumanmotiveswouldproducethemostbeneficentresults。Buttheirtheorywasquiteempirical;workedoutinvariouswaysbyAdamSmith,Bentham,andMill,itadmirablysuitedthenativeindependenceoftheEnglishcharacter,andwasjustifiedbythefactthat,attheendoftheeighteenthcentury,governmentsweresobadthatanimmenseincreaseofwealth,intelligence,andhappinesswasboundtocomemerelyfrommakingacleansweepofobsoleteinstitutions。Shelley’sRadicalismwasnotofthisdrabhue。
  Hewasincapableofsoberlystudyingtheconnectionsbetweencausesandeffectsanincapacitywhichcomesoutinthedistastehefeltforhistory——andhisconceptionoftheidealatwhichthereformershouldaimwasvagueandfantastic。Inboththeserespectshisshortcomingswereduetoignoranceofhumannatureproceedingfromignoranceofhimself。
  Andfirstastothenatureofhisideals。Whileallgoodmenmustsympathisewiththesincerityofhispassiontoremouldthissorryschemeofthings"nearertotheheart’sdesire,"fewwillfindthemodel,asitappearsinhispoems,veryexhilarating。Itischieflyexpressedinnegatives:therewillbenopriests,nokings,nomarriage,nowar,nocruelty——manwillbe"tribelessandnationless。"Thoughtheearthwillteemwithplentybeyondourwildestimagination,thegeneraleffectisinsipid;or,iftherearecoloursinthescene,theyarehectic,unnaturalcolours。Hiscouplesoflovers,isolatedinbowersofbliss,readingPlatoandeatingvegetables,arepoorsubstitutesfortherichvarietyofhumanemotionswhichtherealworld,withallitsadmixtureofevil,actuallyadmits。
  HenceShelley’stoneirritateswhenheshrillysummonsustoadorehisNewJerusalem。Reflectingonthenarrownessofhisidealsweareapttoseehimasanignorantandfanaticalsectary,andtodetectanunpleasantflavourinhisverse。Andweperceivethat,aswithallhonestfanatics,hisnarrownesscomesfromignoranceofhimself。ThestoryofMrs。Southey’sbunsistypical。WhenhevisitedSoutheytherewerehotbutteredbunsfortea,andhesomuchoffendedMrs。Southeybycallingthemcoarse,disgustingfoodthatshedeterminedtomakehimtrythem。Heatefirstone,thenanother,andendedbyclearingofftwoplatesoftheuncleanthing。Activelyconsciousofnothinginhimselfbutaspirationstowardsperfection,heneversawthat,likeeveryoneelse,hewasacockpitofordinaryconflictinginstincts;or,ifthistumultoflowermovementsdidemergeintoconsciousness,hewouldjudgeittobewhollyevil,sinceithadnoconnection,exceptasahindrance,withhisactivitiesasareformer。Similarlytheworldatlarge,fullasitwasofnightmareoppressionsofwrong,fellforhimintotwosharplyopposedspheresoflightanddarknessononesidetheradiantarmiesofright,ontheothertheperverseoppositionofdevils。
  Withthishystericallyover-simplifiedviewoflife,fosteredbylackofself-knowledge,wasconnectedacorrespondingmistakeastothemeansbywhichhisendscouldbereached。
  Oneofthefirstobservationswhichgenerousspiritsoftenmakeisthattheunsatisfactorystateofsocietyisduetosomeverysmallkinkorflawinthedispositionsofthemajorityofpeople。Thisperception,whichitdoesnotneedmuchexperiencetoreach,isthesourceofthecommonerrorofyouththateverythingcanbeputrightbysomesimpleremedy。Ifonlysometinychangecouldbemadeinmen’sattitudetowardsoneanotherandtowardstheuniverse,whatafloodofevilcouldbedammed;theslightnessofthecauseisasstrikingastheimmensityoftheeffect。Thosewhoridiculetheyoungdonot,perhaps,alwaysseethatthisisperfectlytrue,thoughofcoursetheyarerightindenouncingtheinferencesooftendrawn——andherelayShelley’sfundamentalfallacy——thattherequiredtinychangedependsonaneffortofthewill,andthatthewillonlydoesnotmaketheeffortbecausefeelingispervertedandintelligencedimmedbyconventiontraditions,prejudices,andsuperstitions。Itiscertain,foronething,thatwillonlyplaysasmallpartinournature,andthatbythemselvesactsofwillcannotmaketheworldperfect。Mostmenarehelpedtothislessonbyobservationofthemselves;
  theyseethattheirhighresolvesareineffectivebecausetheircharactersaremixed。Shelleyneverlearntthis。Hesaw,indeed,thathiseffortswerefutileevenmischievous;but,beingcertain,andrightly,ofthenobilityofhisaims,hecouldneverseethathehadactedwrongly,thatheoughttohavecalculatedtheresultsofhisactionsmorereasonably。
  Everthwarted,andnevernearerthehappinesshedesiredforhimselfandothers,hedidnot,likeordinarymenattainajusternotionoftherelationbetweengoodandillinhimselfandintheworld;helapsedintoaplaintivebewilderedmelancholy,translatingtheinexplicableconflictofrightandwrongintothetranscendentalviewthat"Life,likeadomeofmany-colouredglass,StainsthewhiteradianceofEternity。"
  Buthisfailureistheworld’sgain,forallthatisbestinhispoetryisthisexpressionoffrustratedhope。Hehasindeed,whenheismovedsimplybypublicpassion,somewonderfultrumpet-notes;whathateandindignationcando,hesometimesdoes。Andhisrapturousdreamsoffreedomcanstirtheintellect,ifnottheblood。Butitmustberemarkedthatpoetryinspiredsolelybyrevolutionaryenthusiasmisliabletoonefatalweakness:itdegeneratestooeasilyintorhetoric。
  Toavoidbeingadidactictreatiseithastodealinhigh-flownabstractions,andinShelleyfear,famine,tyranny,andtherest,sometimeshavealltheemptinessoftheclassicalmanner。
  Theyappearnowasbrothers,nowasparents,nowassistersofoneanother;thetaskofunravellingtheirgenealogywouldbeasdifficultasitispointless。IfShelleyhadbeenmerelythesingerofrevolution,theintensityandsincerityofhisfeelingwouldstillhavemadehimabetterpoetthanByron;buthewouldnothavebeenagreatpoet,partlybecauseoftheinherentdrawbacksofthesubject,partlybecauseofhisstrainedandfalseviewof"themoraluniverse"andofhimself。
  Hissong,intreatingofmenascitizens,asgovernorsandgoverned,couldneverhavetouchedsuchaheightasBurns’"A
  man’samanfora’that。"
  Fortunatelyforourliterature,Shelleydidmorethanarraigntyrants。TheRomanticMovementwasnotmerelyanewwayofconsideringhumanbeingsintheirpubliccapacity;itmeantalsoanewkindofsensitivenesstotheirenvironment。Ifweturn,say,fromPope’s’TheRapeoftheLock’toWordsworth’s’ThePrelude’,itisasifwehavepassedfromasalooncrowdedwithabewiggedandpaintedcompany,wittilyconversinginanatmospherethathasbecomeratherstuffy,intothefreshnessofastarlitnight。Andjustas,onsteppingintotheopenair,thesplendoursofmountain,sky,andseamayenlargeourfeelingswithwonderanddelight,soacorrespondingchangemayoccurinouremotionstowardsoneanother;inthissettingofauniversewithwhichwefeelourselvesnowrapturously,nowcalmly,united,welovewithlessartifice,withgreaterimpetuosityandself-abandonment。"ThomsonandCowper,"saysPeacock,"lookedatthetreesandhillswhichsomanyingeniousgentlemenhadrhymedaboutsolongwithoutlookingatthem,andtheeffectoftheoperationonpoetrywaslikethediscoveryofanewworld。"TheRomanticpoetstendedtobeabsorbedintheirtreesandhills,butwhentheyalsolookedinthesamespiritontheirownhearts,thatoperationaddedyetanotherworldtopoetry。InShelleytheabsorptionoftheselfinnatureiscarriedtoitsfurthestpoint。IfthepassiontowhichnaturemovedhimislessdeeplymeditatedthaninWordsworthandColeridge,itsexuberanceiswilder;andinhisbestlyricsitisinseparablymingledwiththepassionwhichputshimamongtheworld’stwoorthreegreatestwritersoflove-poems。
  Ofallhisverse,itisthesesongsaboutnatureandlovethateveryoneknowsandlikesbest。And,infact,manyofthemseemtosatisfywhatisperhapstheultimatetestoftruepoetry:theysometimeshavethepower,whichmakespoetryakintomusic,ofsuggestingbymeansofwordssomethingwhichcannotpossiblybeexpressedinwords。Obviouslythetestisimpossibletousewithanyobjectivecertainty,but,forareasonwhichwillappear,itseemscapableofafairlystraightforwardapplicationtoShelley’swork。
  Firstwemayobservethat,justasthesightofsomerealscene——notnecessarilyasunsetoraglacier,butaploughedfieldorastreet-corner——maycallupemotionswhich"lietoodeepfortears"andcannotbeputintowords,thissameeffectcanbeproducedbyunstudieddescriptions。Wordsworthoftenproducesit:
  "IwanderedlonelyasacloudThatfloatsonhigho’ervalesandhills,WhenallatonceIsawacrowd,Ahostofgoldendaffodils。"
  Now,inthedescriptionofnaturalscenesthatkindofeffectisbeyondShelley’sreach,thoughhehasmanypictureswhicharebothdetailedandemotional。Consider,forinstance,theselinesfrom’TheInvitation’(1822)。HecallstoJaneWilliamstocomeaway"tothewildwoodsandtheplains,"
  "Wherethelawnsandpasturesbe,Andthesandhillsofthesea;——
  Wherethemeltinghoar-frostwetsThedaisy-starthatneversets,Andwind-flowers,andviolets,Whichyetjoinnotscenttohue,Crownthepaleyearweakandnew;
  WhenthenightisleftbehindInthedeepeast,dunandblind,Andthebluemoonisoverus,AndthemultitudinousBillowsmurmuratourfeet,Wheretheearthandoceanmeet,AndallthingsseemonlyoneIntheuniversalsun。"
  Thishasawonderfullightnessandradiance。Andhereisapassageofcarefuldescriptionfrom’Evening:PonteaMare,Pisa’:
  "Thesunisset;theswallowsareasleep;
  Thebatsareflittingfastinthegrayair;
  Theslowsofttoadsoutofdampcornerscreep,Andevening’sbreath,wanderinghereandthereOverthequiveringsurfaceofthestream,Walkesnotoneripplefromitssummerdream。
  Thereisnodewonthedrygrassto-night,Nordampwithintheshadowofthetrees;
  Thewindisintermitting,dryandlight;
  AndintheinconstantmotionofthebreezeThedustandstrawsaredrivenupanddown,Andwhirledaboutthepavementofthetown。"
  Evidentlyhewasagoodobserver,inthesensethathesawdetailsclearly——unlikeByron,whohadfornaturebutavagueandapreoccupiedeye——andevidently,too,hisobservationissteepedinstrongfeeling,andisexpressedinmostmelodiouslanguage。Yetwegettheimpressionthatheneithersawnorfeltanythingbeyondexactlywhathehasexpressed;thereisnosuggestion,asthereshouldbeingreatpoetry,ofsomethingbeyondallexpression。And,curiouslyenough,thisseemstobetrueevenofthosefancifulpoemssoespeciallycharacteristicofhim,suchas’TheCloud’and’Arethusa’,wherehehasdashedtogetheronhispalettethemoststartlingcoloursinnature,andcomposedoutofthemanextravagantlyimaginativewhole:
  "Thesanguinesunrise,withhismeteoreyes,Andhisburningplumesoutspread,Leapsonthebackofmysailingrack,Whenthemorningstarshinesdead,AsonthejagofamountaincragWhichanearthquakerocksandswings,AneaglealitonemomentmaysitInthelightofitsgoldenwings。
  And,whensunsetmaybreathe,fromthelitseabeneath,Itsardoursofrestandoflove,AndthecrimsonpallofevemayfallFromthedepthsofheavenabove,WithwingsfoldedIrest,onmyairynest,Asstillasabroodingdove。"
  Canhekeepitup,wewonder,thismanipulationofeaglesandrainbows,ofsunsetandmoonshine,ofsprayandthunderandlightning?Weholdourbreath;itissuperhuman,miraculous;
  butheneverfalters,sovehementistheimpulseofhisdelight。Itisonlyafterwardsthatweaskourselveswhetherthereisanythingbeyondthemeredelight;andrealisingthat,thoughwehavebeenraptfarabovetheearth,wehavehadnodisturbingglimpsesofinfinity,weareleftwithaslightflatnessofdisappointment。
  Butdisappointmentvanisheswhenweturntothepoemsinwhichecstasyisshotthroughwiththatstrainofmelancholywhichwehavealreadynoticed。HeinvokesthewildWestWind,notsomuchtoexultimpersonallyintheforcethatchariotsthedecayingleaves,spreadstheseedsabroad,wakestheMediterraneanfromitsslumber,andcleavestheAtlantic,astocryoutinthepainofhisownhelplessnessandfailure:
  "Ohlifemeasawave,aleaf,acloud!
  Ifalluponthethornsoflife!Ibleed!
  AheavyweightofhourshaschainedandbowedOnetoolikethee:tameless,andswift,andproud。"
  OranautumndayintheEuganeanhills,growingfrommistymorningthroughbluenoontotwilight,brings,ashelooksover"thewavelessplainofLombardy,"ashortrespite:
  "ManyagreenisleneedsmustbeInthedeepwideseaofmisery;
  OrtheMariner,wornandwan,Ne’erthuscouldvoyageon。"
  Thecontrastbetweenthepeacefullovelinessofnatureandhisownmiseryisapiteouspuzzle。OnthebeachnearNaples"Thesuniswarm,theskyisclear,Thewavesaredancingfastandbright,BlueislesandsnowymountainswearThepurplenoon’stransparentmight。"
  But"Alas!Ihavenorhopenorhealth,Norpeacewithinnorcalmaround,NorthatcontentsurpassingwealthThesageinmeditationfound,Andwalkedwithinwardglorycrowned——
  Norfame,norpower,norlove,norleisure。
  OthersIseewhomthesesurround——
  Smilingtheylive,andcalllifepleasure;——
  Tomethatcuphasbeendealtinanothermeasure";
  sothat"Icouldliedownlikeatiredchild,Andweepawaythelifeofcare。"
  Theachingwearinessthatthrobsinthemusicoftheseversesisnotmeresentimentalself-pity;itisthecryofasoulthathasknownmomentsofblisswhenithasbeenabsorbedintheseaofbeautythatsurroundsit,onlythemomentspass,andthereunion,eversought,seemsevermorehopeless。OverandoveragainShelley’ssonggivesusboththefugitiveglimpsesandthemysteryoffrustration。
  "Isangofthedancingstars,IsangofthedaedalEarth,AndofHeaven——andthegiantwars,AndLove,andDeath,andBirth,——
  AndthenIchangedmypipings,——
  SinginghowdownthevaleofMenalusIpursuedamaidenandclasp’dareed:
  Godsandmen,wearealldeludedthus!
  Itbreaksinourbosomandthenwebleed:
  Allwept,asIthinkbothyenowwould,Ifenvyoragehadnotfrozenyourblood,Atthesorrowofmysweetpipings。"
  Whyisitthatheisequaltothehighestofficeofpoetryinthesesad’crisdecoeur’ratherthananywhereelse?Thereisonepoem——perhapshisgreatestpoem——whichmaysuggesttheanswer。Inthe’SensitivePlant’(1820)agardenisfirstdescribedonwhicharelavishedallhispowersofweavinganimaginarylandscapeoutofflowersandlightandodour。Alltheflowersrejoiceinoneanother’sloveandbeautyexcepttheSensitivePlant,"FortheSensitivePlanthasnobrightflower;
  Radianceandodourarenotitsdower;
  Itloves,evenlikeLove,itsdeepheartisfull,Itdesireswhatithasnot,thebeautiful。"
  Nowtherewas"apowerinthissweetplace,anEveinthisEden。""ALady,thewonderofherkind,"tendedtheflowersfromearliestspring,throughthesummer,"and,erethefirstleaflookedbrown,shedied!"Thelastpartofthepoem,apendanttothefirst,isfullofthehorrorsofcorruptionanddecaywhenthepowerofgoodhasvanishedandthepowerofevilistriumphant。Cruelfrostcomes,andsnow,"Andanorthernwhirlwind,wanderingaboutLikeawolfthathadsmeltadeadchildout,Shooktheboughsthusladen,andheavyandstiff,Andsnappedthemoffwithhisrigidgriff。
  WhenwinterhadgoneandspringcamebackTheSensitivePlantwasaleaflesswreck;
  Butthemandrakes,andtoadstools,anddocks,anddarnels,Roselikethedeadfromtheirruinedcharnels。"
  Thenthereisanepiloguesayingquitebaldlythatperhapswemayconsoleourselvesbybelievingthat"InthislifeOferror,ignorance,andstrife,Wherenothingis,butallthingsseem,Andwetheshadowsofthedream,Itisamodestcreed,andyetPleasantifoneconsidersit,Toownthatdeathitselfmustbe,Likealltherest,amockery。
  Thatgardensweet,thatladyfair,Andallsweetshapesandodoursthere,Intruthhaveneverpassedaway:
  ’Tiswe,’tisours,arechanged;notthey。
  Forlove,andbeauty,anddelight,Thereisnodeathnorchange:theirmightExceedsourorganswhichendureNolight,beingthemselvesobscure。"
  ThefactisthatShelley’smelancholyisintimatelyconnectedwithhisphilosophicalideas。ItisthecreedofthestudentofBerkeley,ofPlato,ofSpinoza。Whatisrealandunchangingistheonespiritwhichinterpenetratesandupholdstheworldwith"loveandbeautyanddelight,"andthisspirit——thevisionwhichAlastorpursuedinvain,the"UnseenPower"ofthe’OdetoIntellectualBeauty’——iswhatisalwayssuggestedbyhispoetryatitshighestmoments。Thesuggestion,initsfulness,isofcourseineffable;onlyinthecaseofShelleysomeapproachcanbemadetonamingit,becausehehappenedtobesteepedinphilosophicalwaysofthinking。Theformsinwhichhegaveitexpressionarepredominantlymelancholy,becausethiskindofidealism,withitsinsistenceontheunrealityofevil,istherecoilfromlifeofanunsatisfiedanddisappointedsoul。
  Hisphilosophyofloveisbutaspecialcaseofthisall-embracingdoctrine。Wesawhowin’Epipsychidion’herejectedmonogamicprinciplesonthegroundthattrueloveisincreased,notdiminished,bydivision,andwecannowunderstandwhyhecallsthistheoryan"eternallaw。"For,inthislifeofillusion,itisinpassionatelovethatwemostnearlyattaintocommunionwiththeeternalreality。Hencethemoreofitthebetter。Themorewedivideandspreadourlove,themorenearlywillthefragmentsofgoodnessandbeautythatareineachofusfindtheirtruefruition。Thisdoctrinemaybeinconvenientinpractice,butitisfarremovedfromvulgarsensualism,ofwhichShelleyhadnotatrace。Hoggsaysthathewas"pre-eminentlyaladies’man,"meaningthathehadthatchildlikehelplessnessandsinceritywhichgostraighttotheheartsofwomen。Tothisyouth,preachingsublimemysteries,andneedingtobemotheredintothebargain,theywereasirontothemagnet。TherewasalwaysanEveinhisEden,andeachwasthe"wonderofherkind";butwhoevershewas——HarrietGrove,HarrietWestbrook,ElizabethHitchener,CorneliaTurner,MaryGodwin,EmiliaViviani,orJaneWilliams——shewasneveraDonJuan’smistress;shewasanincarnationofthesouloftheworld,amomentarymirroroftheeternal。Suchanattitudetowardstheleastcontrollableofpassionshasseveraldrawbacks:itinvolvesacertaininhumanity,anditisonlypossibleforlongtoonewhoremainsignorantofhimselfandcannotseethatpartoftheforceimpellinghimisblindattractiontowardsaprettyface。Italsohastheresultthat,iftheloverisapoet,hislove-songswillbesad。Obsessedbytheideaofcommunionwithsomedivineperfection,hemustneedsbeoftencastdown,notonlybyfindingthat,Ixion-like,hehasembracedacloud(asShelleysaidofhimselfandEmilia),butbecause,evenwhentheobjectofhisaffectionisworthy,completecommunioniseasiertodesirethantoattain。
  ThusShelley’slove-songsarejustwhatmightbeexpected。Ifhedoesstraintothemomentofingressintothedivinebeing,itistoswoonwithexcessofbliss,asattheendof’Epipsychidion’,orasinthe’IndianSerenade’:
  "Ohliftmefromthegrass!
  Idie!Ifaint!Ifail!"
  Moreoftenheexhalespuremelancholy:
  "SeethemountainskisshighheavenAndthewavesclasponeanother;
  Nosister-flowerwouldbeforgivenIfitdisdaineditsbrother。
  Andthesunlightclaspstheearth,Andthemoonbeamskissthesea:
  WhatisallthissweetworkworthIfthoukissnotme?"
  Herethefailureisforeseen;heknowsshewillnotkisshim。
  Sometimeshissadnessisfaintandrestrained:
  "Ifearthykisses,gentlemaiden,Thouneedestnotfearmine;
  MyspiritistoodeeplyladenEvertoburthenthine。"
  Atothertimesitflowswiththefulnessofdespair,asin"Icangivenotwhatmencalllove,ButwiltthouacceptnotTheworshiptheheartliftsaboveAndtheHeavensrejectnot,Thedesireofthemothforthestar,Ofthenightforthemorrow,ThedevotiontosomethingafarFromthesphereofoursorrow?"
  orin"WhenthelampisshatteredThelightinthedustliesdead——
  WhenthecloudisscatteredTherainbow’sgloryisshed。
  Whentheluteisbroken,Sweettonesarerememberednot;
  Whenthelipshavespoken,Lovedaccentsaresoonforgot。"
  Theveryraptureoftheskylarkopens,ashelistens,thewoundathisheart:
  "Welookbeforeandafter,Andpineforwhatisnot:
  OursincerestlaughterWithsomepainisfraughtOursweetestsongsarethosethattellofsaddestthought。"
  Istheassertioncontainedinthislastlineuniversallytrue?
  Perhaps。AtanyrateitistrueofShelley。Hissaddestsongsarethesweetest,andthereasonisthatinthem,ratherthaninthoseverseswherehemerelyuttersecstaticdelight,orcalmpleasure,orbitterindignation,heconveysineffablesuggestionsbeyondwhatthebarewordsexpress。
  Itremainstopointoutthatthereisonemeansofconveyingsuchsuggestionswhichwasoutsidethescopeofhisgenius。
  Oneofthemethodswhichpoetrymostoftenusestosuggesttheineffableisbytheartfulchoiceandarrangementofwords。A
  word,simplybybeingcunninglyplacedandgivenacertaincolour,can,inthehandsofagoodcraftsman,openupindescribablevistas。ButKeats,when,inreplytoaletterofcriticism,hewrotetohim,"Youmightcurbyourmagnanimity,andbemoreofanartist,andloadeveryriftofyoursubjectwithore,"wasgivinghimadvicewhich,thoughadmirable,itwasimpossiblethatheshouldfollow。Shelleywasnotmerelynotacraftsmanbynature,hewasnottheleastinterestedinthosematterswhicharecoveredbytheclumsynameof"technique。"Itischaracteristicofhimthat,whilemostgreatpoetshavebeenfertilecoinersofnewwords,hisonlyadditiontothelanguageistheugly"idealism"inthesenseof"idealobject。"Heseemstohavestrayedfromthecurrentvocabularyonlyintwoothercases,bothinfelicitous——"glode"
  for"glided,"and"blosmy"for"blossomy。"Hedidnot,likeKeats,lookonfinephraseswiththeeyeofalover。Histastewastheconventionaltasteofthetime。ThushesaidofByron’s’Cain’,"Itisapocalyptic,itisarevelationnotbeforecommunicatedtoman";andhethoughtByronandTomMoorebetterpoetsthanhimself。Asregardsart,hecheapenedMichaelAngelo,andtheonlythingsaboutwhichhewasenthusiasticinItaly,exceptthefragmentsofantiquitywhichhelovedfortheirassociations,werethepaintingsofRaphaelandGuidoReni。Nordowefindinhimanyofthosenewmetricaleffects,thosesublimeinventionsinprosody,withwhichthegreatmastersastonishus。Blankverseisatestofpoetsinthisrespect,andShelley’sblankverseislimpandcharacterless。
  Thosetriumphs,again,whichconsistinthebeautyofcomplicatedwholes,wereneverhis。Heissupreme,indeed,insimpleoutburstswherethereisnoquestionofform,butineffortsoflongerbreath,wherearchitectureisrequired,hetoooftensprawlsandfumblesbeforetheinspirationcomes。
  Yethisversehasmeritswhichseemtomakesuchcriticismsvain。Wemaytraceinitallkindsof’arrierespensees’,philosophicalandsociological,thatanartistoughtnottohave,andwemayevendislikeitsdominatingconceptionofavaguespiritthatpervadestheuniverse;butwemustadmitthatwhenhewroteitwasasifseizedandsweptawaybysome"unseenpower"thatfelluponhimunpremeditated。Hisemotionswereofthatfatalviolencewhichdistinguishessomanyillustriousbutunhappysoulsfromthemassofpeaceablemankind。IntheearlypartoflastcenturyasetofillustrationstoFaustbyRetzchusedtobegreatlyadmired;
  aboutoneofthem,apictureofFaustandMargaretinthearbour,Shelleysaysinalettertoafriend:"Theartistmakesoneenvyhishappinessthathecansketchsuchthingswithcalmness,whichIonlydaredlookupononce,andwhichmademybrainswimroundonlytotouchtheleafontheoppositesideofwhichIknewthatitwasfigured。"Soslightweretheoccasionsthatcouldaffecthimeventovertigo。When,fromwhatevercause,thefrenzytookhim,hewouldwritehastily,leavinggaps,notcaringaboutthesense。Afterwardshewouldworkconscientiouslyoverwhathehadwritten,buttherewasnothingleftforhimtodobuttocorrectincoldblood,makeplainthemeaning,andreducealltosuchorderashecould。
  Oneresultofthismethodwasthathisversepreservedanunparallelledrushandspontaneity,whichisperhapsasgreataqualityasanythingattainedbythemorebee-liketoilofbetterartists。
  BIBLIOGRAPHICALNOTE
  TheliteraturedealingwithShelley’sworkandlifeisimmense,andnoattemptwillbemadeeventosummariseithere。A
  convenientone-volumeeditionofthepoemsisthateditedbyProfessorEdwardDowdenforMessrs。Macmillan(1896);itincludesMaryShelley’svaluablenotes。Thereisagoodselectionofthepoemsinthe"GoldenTreasurySeries,"
  compiledbyA。StopfordBrooke。TheProseWorkshavebeencollectedandeditedbyMr。H。BuxtonFormaninfourvolumes(1876-1880)。OfthelettersthereisaneditionbyMr。RogerIngpen(2vols。,1909)。AnumberofletterstoElizabethHitchenerwerepublishedbyMr。BertramDobellin1909。
  Forafirst-handknowledgeofapoet’slifeandcharacterthestudentmustalwaysgototheaccountsofcontemporaries。InShelley’scasethesearecopious。ThereareT。L。Peacock,s’Memoirs’(editedbyE。F。B。Brett-Smith,1909);Peacock’s’NightmareAbbey’containsanamusingcaricatureofShelleyinthepersonofScythrops;andinatleasttwoofhernovelsMaryShelleyhasleftdescriptionsofherhusband:AdrianEarlofWindsor,in’TheLastMan’,isaportraitofShelley,and’Lodore’containsanaccountofhisestrangementfromHarriet。
  HiscousinTomMedwin’s’Life’(1847)isabadbook,fullofinaccuracies。ButShelleyhadoneuniquepieceofgoodfortune:twofriendswrotebooksabouthimthataremasterpieces。T。J。Hogg’s’Life’isespeciallyvaluablefortheearlierperiod,andE。J。Trelawny’s’RecordsofShelley,Byron,andtheAuthor’,describeshiminthelastyearbeforehisdeath。Hogg’s’Life’hasbeenrepublishedinacheapeditionbyMessrs。Routledge,andthereisacheapeditionofTrelawny’s’Records’inMessrs。Routledge’s"NewUniversalLibrary。"Butboththesebooks,whiletheygiveincomparablyvividpicturesofthepoet,areramblingandunconventional,andshouldbesupplementedbyProfessorDowden’s’LifeofShelley’(2vols。,1886),whichwillalwaysremainthestandardbiography。Ofotherrecentlives,Mr。A。Clutton-Brock’s’Shelley:theManandthePoet’(1910)mayberecommended。
  OftheinnumerablecriticalestimatesofShelleyandhisplaceinliterature,themostnoteworthyareperhapsMatthewArnold’sEssayinhis’EssaysinCriticism’,andFrancisThompson’s’Shelley’(1909)。Vol。iv。"NaturalisminEngland,"ofDr。
  GeorgeBrandes’’MainCurrentsinNineteenthCenturyLiterature’(1905),maybereadwithinterest,thoughitisnotveryreliable;andProf。OliverElton’s’ASurveyofEnglishLiterature’,1780-1830(1912),shouldbeconsulted。
  Whoeverwishestofollowthefortunes,afterthefireoftheirliveswasextinguishedbyShelley’sdeath,ofMaryShelley,ClaireClairmont,andtherest,shouldread,besidesTrelawny’s’Records’alreadymentioned,’TheLifeandLettersofMaryWollstonecraftShelley’,byMrs。JulianMarshall(2vols。,1889),and’TheLettersofE。J。Trelawny_,editedbyMr。H。
  BuxtonForman(1910)。