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f Avon, whence thy rosy fingers cull Fresh flowers and dews to sprinkle on the turf Where Shakspere lies." But Akenside is too abstract. In place of images, he presents the reader with dissertations. A poem which takes imagination as its subject rather than its method will inevitably remain, not poetry but a lecture on poetry--a theory of beauty, not an example of it. Akenside might have chosen for his motto Milton's lines: "How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute." Yet he might have remembered, too, what Milton said about the duty of poetry to be simple, sensuous, and passionate. Akenside's is nothing of these; it is, on the contrary obscure, metaphysical, and, as a consequence, frigid. Following Addison, he names greatness and novelty, _i.e._, the sublime and the wonderful, as, equally with beauty, the chief sources of imaginative pleasure, and the whole poem is a plea for what we are now accustomed to call the ideal. In the first book there is a passage which is fine in spirit and--though in a less degree--in expression: "Who that from Alpine heights his laboring eye Shoots round the wide horizon, to survey Nilus or Ganges rolling his bright wave Through mountains, plains, through empires black with shade. And continents of sand, will turn his gaze To mark the windings of a scanty rill That murmurs at his feet? The high-born soul Disdains to rest her heaven-aspiring wing Beneath its native quarry. Tired of earth And this diurnal scene, she springs aloft Through fields of air; pursues the flying storm; Rides on the vollied lightning through the heavens; Or, yoked with whirlwinds and the northern blast, Sweeps the long trace of day." The hint for this passage was furnished by a paragraph in Addison's second paper (_Spectator_, 412) and the emotion is the same to which Goethe gives utterance in the well-known lines of "Faust"; "Doch jedem ist es eingeboren Dass sein Gefuehl hinauf und vorwaerts dringt," etc. But how greatly superior in sharpness of detail, richness of invention, energy of movement is the German to the English poet! Akenside ranks among the earlier Spenserians by virtue of his "Virtuoso" (1737) and of several odes composed in a ten-lined variation on Spenser's stanza. A collection of his "Odes" appeared in 1745--the
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