« PredošláPokračovať »
" If the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather.” These are the words which, in relation to the Venus and Adonis, Shakspeare addressed, in 1593, to the Earl of Southampton. Are we to accept them literally ? Was the Venus and Adonis the first production of Shakspeare's imagination ? Or did he put out of his view those dramatic performances which he had then unquestionably produced, in deference to the critical opinions which regarded plays as works not bclonging to "invention"? We think that he used the words in a literal sense. We regard the Venus and Adonis as the production of a very young man, improved, perhaps, considerably in the interval between its first composition and its publication, but distinguished by peculiarities which belong to the wild luxuriance of youthful power, — such power, however, as few besides Shakspeare have ever possessed.
A deep thinker and eloquent writer, Julius Charles Hare, thus describes “the spirit of self-sacrifice," as applied to poetry: -
“ The might of the imagination is manifested by its launching forth from the petty creek, where the accidents of birth moored it, into the wide ocean of being, — by its going abroad into the world around, passing into whatever it meets with, animating it, and becoming one with it. This complete union and identification of the poet with his poem, - this suppression of his own individual insulated consciousness, with its narrowness of thought and pettiness of feeling, - is what we admire in the great masters of that which for this reason we justly call classical poetry, as representing that which is symbolical and universal, not that which is merely occasional and peculiar. This gives them that majestic calinness which still breathes upon us from the statues of their gods. This invests their works with that lucid, transparent atmosphere wherein every form stands ont in perfect definiteness and distinctness, only beautified by the distance which idealizes it. This has delivered those works from the casualties of time and space, and has listed them up like stars into the pure firmament of thought, so that they do not shine on one spot alone, nor fade like earthly flowers, but journey on from clime to clime, shedding the light of beauty on generation after generation. The same quality, amouriting to a total extinction of his own selfish being, so
hat his spirit became a mighty organ through which Nature gave utterance to the full diapason of her notes, is what we wonder at in our own great dramatist, and is the groundwork of all his other powers; for it is only when purged of selfishness that the intellect becomes fitted for receiving the inspirations of genius.”
What Mr. Hare so justly considers as the great moving principle of "classical poetry," — what he further notes as the preëminent characteristic of “our own great dramatist," — is abundantly found in that great dramatist's earliest work. Coleridge was the first to point out this pervading quality in the Venus and Adonis : and he has done this
The Victory of Faith; and other Sermons," By Julius Charles Ilare. M. A. 1810. P. 277.
so admirably, that it would be profanation were we to attempt to elucidate the point in any other than his own words :
" It is throughont as if a superior spirit, more intuitive, more intimately conscious, even than the characters themselves, not only of every outward look and act, but of the flux and reflux of the mind in all its subtlest thoughts and feelings, were placing the whole before our view; himself meanwhile unparticipating in the passions, and actuated only by that pleasurable excitement which had resulted from the energetic fervor of his own spirit in so vividly cxhibiting what it had so accurately and profoundly contemplated. I think I should have conjectured from these poems, that even then the great instinct which impelled the poet to the drama was secretly working in him, prompting him by a series and never-broken chain of imagery, always vivid, and, because unbroken, often minute, — by the highest effort of the picturesque in words of which words are capable, higher, perhaps, than was ever realized by any other poet, even Dante not excepted, — to provide a substitute for that visual language, that constant intervention and running comment by tone, look, and gesture, which in his dramatic works he was entitled to expect from the players. His Venus and Adonis seem at once the characters themselves, and the whole representation of those characters by the most consummate actors.
You seem to be told nothing, but to see and hear every thing. Hence it is, that, from the perpetual activity of attention required on the part of the reader, — from the rapid flow,
the quick change, and the playful nature of the thoughts and images, — and, above all, from the alienation, and, if I
- , may hazard such an expression, the utter aloofness of the poet's own feelings from those of which he is at once the painter and the analyst, — that though the very subject
cannot but detract from the pleasure of a delicate mind, yet never was poem less dangerous on a moral account.” *
Coleridge, in the preceding chapter of his “Literary Life,” says, “ During the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and
I were neighbors, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry — the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colors of imagination." In Coleridge's “Literary Remains,” the Venus and Adonis is cited as furnishing a signal example of “that affectionate love of nature and natural objects, without which no man could have observed so steadily, or painted so truly and passionately, the very minutest beauties of the external world.” The description of the hare-hunt is there given at length as a specimen of this power. A remarkable proof of the completeness as well as accuracy of Shakspeare's description lately presented itself to our mind, in running through a little volume, full of talent, published in 1925, "Essays and Sketches of Character, by the late Richard Ayton, Esq." There is a paper on hunting, and
. especially on hare-hunting. He says, “I am not one of the perfect fox-hunters of these realms; but having been in the way, of late, of seeing a good deal of various modes of hunting, I would, for the benefit of the uninitiated, set down the results of my observations.” In this matter he writes with a perfect unconsciousness that he is describing what any one has described before. But as accurate an observer had been before him :
“Shc (the harc) generally returns to the seat from which she was put up, running, as all the world knows, in a circle, or something sometimes like it, we had better say, that we may keep on good terms with the mathematical. At starting, she tears away at her utmost speed for a mile or more, and distances the dogs half-way : she then returns, diverging a little to the right or left, that she may not run into the mouths of her enemies — a necessity which accounts for what we call the circularity of her course. Her fight from home is direct and precipitate; but on her way back, when she has gained a little time for consideration and stratagem, she describes a curious labyrinth of short turnings and windings, as if to perplex the dogs by the intricacy of her track."
Compare this with Shakspeare :
“ And when thou hast on foot the purblind hare,
Mark the poor wretch to overshoot his troubles,
How he outruns the wind, and with what care
The many musits through the which he goes
Mr. Ayton thus goes on:
“ The hounds, whom we left in full cry, continue their music without remission as long as they are faithful to the scent; as a summons, it should seem, like the scaman's cry, to pull together, or keep together, and it is a certain proof to themselves and their followers that they are in the right way. On the instant that they are “at fault," or lose the scent, they are silent.
The weather, in its impression on the scent, is the great father of “faults," but they may arise from other accidents, even when the day is in every respect favorable. The intervention of ploughed land, on which the scent soon cools or evaporates, is at least perilous; but sheep-stains, recently left by a flock, arc fatal: they cut off the scent irrecoverably - making a gap, as it were, in the clew, in which the dogs have not even a hint for their guidance."
Compare Shakspeare again :
“ Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep,
To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell,
And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer;
“For there his smell with others being mingled,
The hot scent-snuffing hounds are driven to doubt,
Then do they spend their mouths : Echo replics,
One more extract from Mr. Ayton :
“Suppose, then, after the usual rounds, that you see the harc at last (a sorry mark for so many foes) sorely beleaguered - looking dark and draggled — limping heavily along; then stopping to listen -- again tottering on a little — and again stopping; and at every step, and every pause, hearing the death-cry grow ncarer and louder."
One more comparison, and we have exhausted Shakspeare's description :
"By this poor Wat, far off upon a hill,
Stands on his hinder legs with listening car,