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And yet this collision of literary sensibilitiesOf Form and Genre I 7is not quite the rare and historically charged dramatic event that Guil-len's example would lead us to believe. To some extent or other, thedynamics are in place whenever convention subsides into cliche and deadmetaphors cling to a genre like leaves on winter branches. One estimablecritic has gone so far as to argue persuasively that every major epic poemin the Western tradition, beginning with The Odyssey, has been createdas a countergenre.
And inasmuch as our concern here centers late in the history of everypoetic form that we will explore, another, more relative critical principlemust be invoked from the start. The particularized generic histories ofmodern criticism are unlikely to guide us very far in a culture lacking ourknowledge or generic priorities that have generally magnified the placeof prose fiction. Much modern generic criticism has directed its efforts atunderstandingprobably a hopeless taskjust what it is that makes anovel. This is a particular problem for criticism stemming from theMarxist tradition, for it is always wont, so to speak, to read georgic wherethe poet meant only pastoral.
Somegenres have an ancient heritage whose components, like the pastoral andepic, are taught in all the schools; but the inheritance of romance is beingcounted out only as the period unfolds. In either case distortion ispossible. For though we must necessarily compensate for the conditionsof the culture, we incur the risk of overcompensating. Let us once assumethat the period could never know all we comprehend under the rubric ofmedieval romance, and suddenly we will confront Byron's astonishingprescience, or intuition, in regard to structuring principles identified bymodern scholarship.
If, on the other hand, we recognize that Virgil'sEclogues were almost universally misreadand the evidence for that isabundantit does not mean that a mind of comparable delicacy, aWordsworth or a Shelley, could not discern the deep strain of melancholyPoetic Form and British Romanticism I 8that counters his pastoral ease. However extensive the generic line orobvious its pressure, the poetic genres are never mere abstractions: Such complexes of caveats, in recognition of the difficulties that attenda generic criticism, go far to explain why it has been comparatively easyto wish it away in Romantic literature.
The hegemony of neoclassicalrules, with their simpleminded and impossible clarity, broke down in theeighteenth century and with it a facile means of taxonomy. But genreshave never depended on prescribed rules per se, but rather on a concep-tual syntax derived from earlier examples and applied to modern condi-tions. And over time they create their parameters not by simple imitationbut by a competition of values, a subversion of precursors, all the para-phernalia of revision that Harold Bloom has offered as the dynamics ofliterary anxiety but that in this context constitute merely the ways inwhich poets accommodate the past in the present.
The modern history of generic criticism, inaugurated by FerdinandBrunetiere in , began with its own historical conditioning, confusingart with a Darwinian nature. Though genres do admit to natural selec-tionthere is no room at 10 Downing Street to stage a masque and noinclination in the White Houseand cultural change is both heralded byand productive of shifts in artistic values, to speak of a simple evolution-ary development in a genre is to slight the continuing presentness of thepast and the variety subsumed by the genus, even by any exemplary textwithin it.
Imitation of Virgilian pastoral in the Restoration is likely to bepolitically reactionary in its motives, whereas in the Romantic period it isjust as likely to pose questions to the authority of church and state. As there are no simple rules for genre nor any unambiguous pattern ofprogressive development, so there is no rigid methodology for genericcriticism. The manifest result is a confusion of apples and oranges, ofrabbits and ducks, in its history. The most useful models of etiquettehave, not surprisingly, come from scholars of the Renaissance such asRosalie Colie, Alastair Fowler, and Barbara Lewalski.
Thus, any generic criticismthat is specifically set within the British tradition will be conditioned bywhat we learn from Renaissance generic studies. And these, compensat-ing for the signal differences in cultures, nonetheless instruct us thatrules, however they organize priorities or indicate cultural norms, are nosubstitute for the richness of literature itself, that the myriad ways inwhich authors may give what Fowler has called a "generic signal"require of the modern critic an educated sensitivity to the signs of specifictimes, and that the cross-currents of the culture are mirrored in thedialectic among and within both genres and their critics.
IISo to discriminate is undoubtedly useful. But, in what terms? Aside fromthe complexities that arise from or within generic transmission, there areproblems and confusions in the very vocabulary used for critical analysis. In French genre], Italian genera , and German Gattung , the centralterm carries connotations of gender that simply do not arise in English.
Especially in a period like ours where consciousness of gender has be-come central to the operations of criticism, the disparity between conno-tations separates the scholarly communities. If one is not certain thatAlastair Fowler and Jacques Derrida are discussing the same culturalprinciple, it is because, in sober truth, they are not. It is at least plausibleto infer that the entire history of generic development and of criticalresponse has been subtly infiltrated by this disparity, to the extent thatthere is a fundamental difference of value on both counts between theEuropean continent on the one hand and Great Britain and North Amer-ica on the other.
Since our concern is with those British traditions, we may safely revertto what is the almost unsolvable problem of English synonyms. Genre,kind, mode, and form are terms often used interchangeably by criticssimply as an instrument of rhetorical variety, though they can clearly bedistinguished in meaning and purpose. In a puristic application ofterminology, genre would stand for the three divisions of literary dis-course into master categories narrative, drama, lyric , kind for the speciesof literature, mode for a more generalized orientation within the kind Hardy's pastoral novels, orand here the complexity is obviousSpenser's pastoral romance , and form for a fixed structural principle thestructure of a sonnet.
And yet the Renaissance "kind," though it can stillbe found as a term of reference among the Romantics, must be reclaimedas a scholarly anachronism in our own day, where the associations of theword have in general parlance been transferred to "genre. At times, of course, it is of crucialimportance to distinguish these words precisely.
In particular, form operating as a structural principle and genre con-Poetic Form and British Romanticism I 10ceived as a nexus of conventions and a frame of reference exercise distinctconstraints on a poet. Although obviously interconnected, the one is anabstracted arena of logic, the other of connotative meaning. The sonnetpresents an exemplary instance of how different are the pressures. Thepoet who sets out to write a sonnet in the Italian form has one overridingimperative, which is how to turn the form the technical term is "volta" from octave into sestet.
The rhyme scheme of the octave, with its two abbapatterns, also exerts a pressure for return and doubling. The logical resultof these formal pressures is an assertion first made, then reaffirmed orextended, and finally turned or countered: As we might expect, the conventional subject matter of the Italian sonnetis therefore naturally polarized; but the elaboration of the Petrarchantradition into separated lovers or the breach between human and divine,however dependent on an initial logical assumption, creates a complex ofassociations upon that premise rich enough to impel several centuries ofpoets across disparate cultures and even forms.
Eventually, that complexsuggests new possibilities for logical arrangement, and Shakespeare sub-jects the entire tradition to its fullest critique and extension by forcing thesonnet through a different abstract grid, one consisting of three quatrainsand a couplet. As Rosalie Colie has shown, the pressure toward epigramin the concluding couplet draws in another generic tradition, with itsdistinctively social tonalities, to confront and challenge the inheritedPetrarchan polarities.
At the same time, the example insists on the primacy, the inescapabil-ity, of logic within fixed formal patterns. The logic of the volta estab-lishes contrast, polarity, as both instrument and subject matter of theItalian sonnet. Even if a poet were to write a sonnet in which the polaritywas somehow avoided, the very absence would call itself to the educatedreader's attention, establishing a spectral presence in the void. All suchfixed forms are invested with the logic of their structure. When a poet setsout to write a villanelle or an ode, no less than a sonnet, the first questionis not one of subject matter but of the logic inherent in the form.
To turnthat proposition around so as to reveal its full implications, the formalstructuring principle in large part predetermines ideological orientation. In this respect, genre is form writ large. Let us assumeand theopening stanzas do reinforce the hypothesisthat Byron from the veryfirst conceived of Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, even while uncertainwhether to call the hero Biron or by some more distanced name, as "ARomaunt," the subtitle appended to the poem.
What will immediatelyoccur to this Byron, hypothetical as he is for the purposes of illustration,are the examples he knows within this genre, the conventions they share,the place of the genre within received critical categories, the culturalpriorities assumed by the genre. What may not at this point occur to theOf Form and Genre I IIpoet involved in such a series of reflections is what the genre excludesfor instance, a romance is not an epic; but as our fictive Byron mulls overwhat he is going to write, he has by his generic orientation already,without thinking about the matter, excluded those elements distinguish-ing epic from romance.
Before pen is put to page the poet will have casthimself into a particular mental framework that limits human optionsand prizes certain values above others.
Even though they were very casual their timing was excellent. In drawing together thetwenty-eight sonnets bound in different versions with twenty-one orPoetic Form and British Romanticism I 36twenty-seven of Bowles's, in either case a neat numerological comple-tion , Coleridge appears deliberately to have recreated and then enlargedBowles's focus. The great sonnet of the English Enlight-enment was not published until , four years after the death of itsauthor, Thomas Gray. The cultural isolation ofBritain during the long years of warfare coincides with a scrutiny of thepast as a means to secure the uncertain present and to determine thefuture as a reflection of that all-but-mythological past grandeur. We might conjecture that his enthusiasmwas contagious, for by the mids Coleridge was at the center of a newschool of poets, and every one of themwith that innocence so character-istic of the revolutionary decadewas out to make a name throughwriting sonnets. Now we incorporate filminto stage representations, and the players are discovered to be the au-dience. This is one of the best bistros in New York.
Obviously, Byron's own tastes,needs, even obsessions, will intrude upon this framework as he begins towrite, so that it becomes his romance and not that of Spenser or Keats. But the generic choice has already committed him to what, in the ensuingpages, will be called a mode of apprehension. It is an ideological con-struct, and it may be in place, forcing choices, before a word is writtenorthe subject matter is even conceived. Let us, shifting our viewpoint, nowassume the kinds of ideological as well as biographical conclusions thatmight be drawn from the poem in its finished form: Since such conclusionsand others of the sameilkhave been derived from this poem, the issue is not as fanciful as itmight first seem.
An inherited generic order is confused with an author'sown values; and Byron's refined sense of social nicety he moved in circlesin which most of his critics would not know how to behave , his intensepolitical commitments, and his religious skepticism are all inverted be-cause of a contusion over what is art and what life. Every time that a work of art is taken as a key to its author's system ofbelief, there is a dangerous confusion in the principles ordering reality.
And where the imperatives of genre for a period are systematically denied,the danger is all the more acute. Let Shelley write a hymn, and hebecomes a theist. Let him write a tragedy, and something like original sinis added to the mix. Let him write a pastoral elegy in line with theconventional requirements of the form andso much for "The Necessityof Atheism"he is a transcendental Christian of a Neoplatonic stamp.
Andyet his contemporary critics saw in all three worksthe "Hymn to Intellec-tual Beauty," The Cenci, and Adonaisthe same dangerous, antireligiousskepticism, and, though often themselves guilty in the aggregate of over-reading the surface of literature, in Shelley's case were scarcely to be fooledby the arbitrary constraints of genre. Making is not the same as living, though often it will structure thechaos of a poet's life and sometimes, as Wilde was fond of reminding us, itis much better.
Geoffrey Chaucer, whom we like to think of as a repositoryPoetic Form and British Romanticism I 12of all things natural at the dawn of modern British poetry, is granted a rarevision by the muse because of his veneration for poetic authority and thusbegins "The Parliament of Fowles" by distinguishing with a sigh between"The lyf so short [and] the craft so long to lerne.
But if the eighteenth century responded to thehegemony of rules by celebrating unfettered genius, and Wordsworthfollowed in kind by defining poetry as "the spontaneous overflow ofpowerful feelings," which Hazlitt reduced to abstract passion and Shelleyeven further to the emblem of burning coal, we should pause before sucha continuum and realize that here too is a conceptual syntax spanningcenturies, the one that first identified Apollo, mover of the sun, withpoetry.
For both of these master defenders of poetry, what inspires a poem is amystery of obscure and almost divine import; but that art emerges fromwhat at once constricts and empowers it, as practicing poets, they werefully aware. There is no such thing as automatic writing in the making ofa poem. A meter, perhaps a rhyme scheme, thus a form, then likely as nota genre: Each step constricts the processfurther in the interests of that closure, and each is in some measure anideological constraintor, to be sure, an enabling mechanism for theimagination that plays best when it knows the dimensions of the sand-box.
Shelley's remark in the preface to Prometheus Unbound that "no-thing can be equally well expressed in prose that is not tedious andsupererogatory in verse" honors the distinction between exposition andcreation, the marshalling of fact and the determined artifact, the intrinsiccenter of contexts, which is a poem. The ensuing chapters concentrate on how major forms of earlier poetryare resuscitated and transformed in the Romanticism of Great Britain.
Each chapter could have been elaborated into a book-length argument,though perhaps only by taxing the reader through accumulating exam-ples. Since, even so, this exploration is scarcely brief, some importantgeneric lines have been excluded or only tangentially drawn into thediscussion. The ballad revival is one such, but it has been so ably treated inmodern criticism that it stands as one form whose impact we have ade-quately understood.
The song is omitted, partly because the form tends tobe amorphous, partly because its nature is often dictated by its musicalsetting, but also because the consideration might require lengthy foraysinto ornithology; and also because, from Wordsworth's "The SolitaryReaper" to Shelley's "To Constantia" written to a Mozart aria , songsabout the nature of singing are apt to seem redundant.
But a genre whose constituents have never even been catalogued, where thecustomary anonymity of authorship necessitates detective work to establishidentities, and where extended quotation from original sources must com-pensate for a nearly universal lack of familiarity must await a differentforum for elucidation from this one. Drama is similarly a special case,though it is richly informed and just as deeply troubled by the Renaissancerevival to which we immediately turn.
Numerous minor genres persistfrom the previous age or are recovered from earlier times, but to notice atany length the surprising continuity of loco-descriptive poems in praise ofcountry estates would quickly dissipate the element of surprise; epigrams,inscriptions, and epitaphs abound in rather the proportions of the previouscentury; and epistles in this period lend themselves more valuably tostylistic than generic analysis.
What remains is certainly enough to merit detailed attention, the princi-pal fixed forms and genres of British Romantic poetry, both lyric andnarrative: In their development can bediscerned the outlines of a simultaneous recovery and transformation ofmajor proportions. The colonial failures of thesa successful war for independence in America, corruption inIndia, and a slave empire in the West Indieshad fomented national self-questioning, turning an expansionist culture back on itself.
Thus, theexplosion in France initially had a salutary effect, consolidating a na-tional sense of values and allowing the British once again to representthemselves as a model to other nations in Europe. It was not long,however, before the collective pride collapsed before the stresses of in-volvement in the war against the French, the attendant political repres-sion, and commercial isolation. By the end of the century it might wellappear that only the threat of Napoleon's invasion and a nearly universalsense that the revolution had been betrayed gave a defensive cohesion toBritish society.
For another fifteen years the nation doggedly honored itscommitment to a war it hated for an end it could not foresee.
In the end itwas the longest experience of continuing warfare in modern history,enveloping an entire generation. Conventional literary history has tended to concentrate on the psycho-logical, social, and economic dislocations caused by such a prolongedand retrograde national mission. And obviously, with the British nationfundamentally altered by the experience of the Napoleonic Wars, thisongoing scholarly emphasis is of essential importance to a comprehenThe Second Renaissance I 15sion of later history and literature.
Especially does it not account for the most eccentricfeature of this entire culture, that it was simply mad for poetry.
What doesencompass the phenomenon of the arts in this age is the other side of thehistorical equation, Britain's isolation and inward turning toward self-discovery. As is only to be expected, the result in the arts is often unre-flecting patriotism and sanctimonious piety, transparent fictions of na-tional destiny that cover troubling instabilities, a taste for superficialfinery, and a generous quantity of self-congratulation by the second-rate. And yet, the ferment is undeniable. It justifies, for instance, the stirringperoration of Shelley's Defence of Poetry, whose enthusiasm is hard for alater culture to grasp, but which represents the actual state of Britishculture at the end of the Regency: In spite of the low-thoughted envy which would undervalue contemporarymerit, our own will be a memorable age in intellectual achievements, and welive among such philosophers and poets as surpass beyond comparison anywho have appeared since the last national struggle for civil and religiousliberty.
The most unfailing herald, companion, and follower of the awaken-ing of a great people to work a beneficial change in opinion or institution, isPoetry. At such periods there is an accumulation of the power of communi-cating and receiving intense and impassioned conceptions respecting manand nature. The persons in whom this power resides, may often, as far asregards many portions of their nature, have little apparent correspondencewith that spirit of good of which they are the ministers.
But even whilst theydeny and abjure, they are yet compelled to serve, the Power which is seatedupon the throne of their own soul. The simple truth is that the age of British Romanticism constitutes oneof the greatest ages for poetry in the nation's history. A magazine likeBlackwood's in its first years, whether celebrating the genius of theRev. George Croly and Shelley in the same breath, lecturing Byronmonth after month, or violently excoriating the Cockneys, has almost noother subject but poetry.
The naivete of its enthusiasm sets Blackwood'sapart from later imitation or emulation, and its immediate rise to thepinnacle of subscriptions suggests that it had an audience no less infatu-ated than it was. In the dozens and dozens of poetic satires on poetry, ofwhich only the Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin and English Bards and ScotchReviewers retain any notice, are the ephemeral records of an incompara-ble literary passion. Like most passion, that for poetry was oblivious tocommon sense, even perhaps trariscendently so. There is, for instance, astrain of bemused admiration in George Daniel's portrait of one Crambo,a representative spirit of the age discovered inebriated and dead to theworld by bailiffs in the fourth poem of his Virgil in London; or, TownEclogues His pockets next they rummag'd, but the dunsFound naught but scraps of epigrams and puns,Flat, fulsome, panegyrics, stiff in stays,Remnants of farce, and fragments of new plays;Love-sonnets, form'd the appetite to glut,With interlarded sentiment and smut;An ode to riches, an address to morn,With duplicates of sundry things in pawn;Satires to give the ministers a trimming,Dull elegies, and sermons for old women;Smooth verses, ful l of groves and tinkling rills;"The Spirit of the Book," and alehouse bills,A Scotch romance in namby-pamby verse,Three speeches of a tragedy in Erse.
George Daniel clearly had talent and inthe Regency made his literary mark, and presumably some small fortune,in applying his lash to the carriage as well as its passengers. FrancisHodgson, though writing anonymously over three decades, is anothersuch. His description of the later Romantic literary scene is shrewd inrecognizing its origins and its distinguishing character. Sound Mother-Wit, that knows her proper sphere,Ne'er with her betters dares to break a spear;Leaves not her counting-house for verse, nor triesOn waddling duck legs to usurp the skiesWhile, 'mid the maddening sons of Church or Kirk,Broad frames and odes throw thousands out of work;While every "calling for this idle trade"Is left, and each commandment disobey'd;Sad she invokes those times of nobler note,When few, but gentlemen and scholars, wroteWhen none, but Nature's licensed minstrels, sungEre Cowper taught the tame colloquial tongueIn awkward measurements of verse to crawl,Like limber willows trained against a wall.
Its economic underpinnings are observed by others as well. Here,for instance, is the Rev. Charles Colton on the same subject: Printers drive Critics, Critics bards along! Never before or after has literature witnessed itslike. Two adolescents at Oxford, Southey and Landor, writing epicpoems one principally in Latin. Another youth, Joseph Cottle,collecting in faraway Bristol the best poetic talents of the s, publish-ing their ventures until London firms came calling , then, with time tospare, writing and publishing his own epics. An entire school of bardsand essayists assembling a new Mecca in the farthest reaches of Englandand starting a tourist industry among its lakes.
The haughty Byron, toldto retire to the House of Lords and leave poetry for those with talent for it,synoptically shellacking every poet of note in the land. Keats, obsessedwith poetic fame, just twenty-one and a spokesman for his culture: Listen awhile ye nations,and be dumb. William Hayley, who lived a lifeof heroic couplets, within a single decade the patron successively ofCharlotte Smith, William Cowper, and William Blake. Women poetseverywherewriting sonnets, writing epics. The market for sermonsdwindling, and the clergythe Rev. Croly, not to ignorethe Rev. Colton and many further along the alphabet tradingtheir clerical caps for laurel.
In , the year after Shelley's Defence of Poetry, historical inevitabil-ity made a poet, George Canning, foreign secretary and leader of theHouse of Commons, an acknowledged legislator of the world. In hepublished his collected Poems with one hand and with the other severedBritain's support for the reactionary Holy Alliance of continental mon-archs. The long war against revolution was over, and with it, by strangecoincidence, the great flowering of British Romanticism.
Poetic Form and British Romanticism I 18IIThere are, it should be obvious, more predictable evidences of historicalinevitability in this period than Canning's reversing the course of theship of state, even if perhaps none is quite equal in consummate poeticjustice. Those that concern us here are more narrowly literary, but ofimmense consequence nonetheless. The elderly Bishop of Dromore,Thomas Percy, was still alive in to witness the logical culminationof his efforts of fifty years earlier, the publication of Alexander Chal-mers's monumental twenty-one volume edition, Works of the BritishPoets.
Between , when Percy first put to press his Reliques of AncientEnglish Poetry, and Great Britain recovered its national literature. The process was prolonged and difficult, requiring the concerted laborsof successive generations of scholars, and even at the start of the Regencyit was as yet incomplete. Thus although Harold Bloom was entirelyaccurate, he was also perhaps overly honorific, when he observed someyears ago: The latter, undertaken by Dr. Nott, earned anotice from the Quarterly Review that is worth quoting briefly to suggestthe conditions of a time when the canon of British literature could not betaken for granted nor its masters adequately acknowledged: Herrick, a more exquisite poet than Carew, whom Mr.
Headley ranks aboveWaller, had nearly buried for ever all his feeling and fancy beneath theconceit, the pruriency, and the obscenity, with which his volume of morethan fourteen hundred poems abounds, when a writer in the Gentleman'sMagazine for first informed the public, that in the scarce volume calledRobert Herrick's Hesperides, which had been flippantly passed over byPhillips in his Theatrum Poetarum, and by Grainger after him, there wasmuch true poetry; and Mr.
Ellis, in the second edition of his "Specimens,"raked four beautiful pearls from the dunghill: Drake, in the third vol-ume of his "Literary Hours," noticed the poet's beauties more at large,collected his biography, and furnished an essay on his genius and writings,with a recommendation that a hundred of his poems should "be chosen bythe hand of taste," and formed "into an elegant little volume.
Until Warton there was simply no firm historical basis for understand-ing the development of British literature. That he never reached beyondthe sixteenth century nor, in truth, even fully covered its ground sug-gests the magnitude of what still remained for his successors to accom-The Second Renaissance I 19plish. Between them they spawned theballad and romance revivals whose impact will be observed in Chapter 6. But ballad scholarship has so accustomed us to hear in the Reliques ofAncient English Poetry only "native wood-notes wild," somewhat do-mesticated by Percy's tinkerings with texts, that conventional wisdomdistorts the full dimensions of his efforts, and, indeed, Warton's too.
Percy's Reliques resembles a primitive version of Palgrave's GoldenTreasury: After Johnson,the next effort to represent the span of British poetry is Robert Anderson'sWorks of the British Poets in thirteen volumes Even here,Restoration poetry begins with the sixth volume, testimony to how muchof cultural bias and ignorance remains. That the annotations of Words-worth, Coleridge, and Southey are copiously intermingled in the first fivevolumes of the Folger Library set is its own eloquent affirmation of thetrue significance of Anderson's edition.
We are accustomed to viewing SamuelJohnson as conservative in his values and a traditionalist in literature. His own poetry certainly reflects a neoclassical taste; yet at the same timehe encouraged Percy in his ballad research and is said to have preferredearlier poets than those for whom he wrote his celebrated lives. Hiscatholicity is sometimes surprising, but then so is his unanticipatednarrowness. There are venerable literary traditions, for instance, that heseems neither to have respected nor found of much interest.
In particular,he regarded the customary forms of Renaissance poetry as worn by timeand overuse and as irrelevant to modern literature: Wheresoe'er I turn my view,All is strange, yet nothing new;Endless labour all along,Endless labour to be wrong;Phrase that time has flung away,Uncouth words in disarray;Trickt in antique ruff and bonnet,Ode and elegy and sonnet. A personal animus of long standing is undoubtedly present in this squib,but so is scorn for Warton's almost instinctive taste for the old-fashioned.
Literary revival is antiquarian labor, not to intrude upon a true creativityfor which the past is past. Rather, Johnson the eighteenth-century mod-ernist prizes taste and common sensenot neoclassical rule, and not theforms for which those rules were set.
Though he seems not to haveworried much about imitative satire, writing his own best poetry in themode, his aversion to imitative pastoral is a commonplace. In decrying itas unrealistic and artificial, Johnson actually did much to prepare theclimate for the resurgence of pastoral late in the century. As a critic, it issafe to conclude, he was averse to the formalistic except insofar as it couldbe accommodated to his inherent concern for delicacy of expression. Yet, Warton's Poems of point British literature in a new direc-tionnot that they are particularly "pre-Romantic" in theme or style unless fustian is thought an attribute of the type.
Nor by any means arethey throwbacks, for the pronounced urge to resuscitate older poeticforms that Johnson detected in Warton's poems is their surest key to achanging taste. Forty years later, Black-wood's would use not Johnson'srealism but Hume's, in reference to Spenser, as a basis from which todiscuss what is to the writer "the great fact in literary history": The feelings with which our ancient poetry was generally regarded at thebeginning and at the close of the last century, were essentially different.
Inour Augustan age, we see the mind of the country tending with determinedforce from that ancient literature; and in these later days we have seen itreturning upon the treasure of those older times, with an almost passionateadmiration. What is become of the morning-star of English Poetry? Where is the brightElizabethan constellation? Or, if names be more acceptable than images,where is the ever-to-be-honoured Chaucer?
These, and a multitude of others not un-worthy to be placed near them, their contemporaries and successors, we havenot. Prose, III, 79 So accustomed is the mature Wordsworth to seeing the Renaissance as thecentral repository of British poetry that he does not reflect that it hadbecome so only during his lifetime as a poet. To place this shift in its largest perspective, Johnson's own denigrationof the neoclassical precept in which he is joined by the best criticalminds of the later eighteenth century prepared the way for a rejection ofwhat was written to its dictates.
In the late Enlightenment the absolute-ness of neoclassical models lost its cultural hold, to be replaced by a linearhistory of literature within whose constructions we still customarilythink. Although a pan-European phenomenon, its effect in Great Britainis of a different kind from that in France or Germany. Walter JacksonBate has remarked with admirable clarity where the distinction lay: The comparative restraint of English romanticism. And,more than any other European people, the English possessed a large body ofcreative literature which had been written before neo-classic rationalismbecame extensively reflected in European art; and this literature, in additionto its other attributes, had been characterized by an imaginative strength andan emotional spontaneity which were at once congenial to romanticism andwhich at the same time had been channeled to either a religious, formal, orobjectively dramatic end.
A revolution in poetry was the simple effect. The liberating nature of this rediscovery of a poetic tradition probablyresults as much from its initial freedom from scholarly strictures as fromthe national genius it embodied. More precisely, scholarship and discov-ery went hand in hand; when the critics were not poets themselves, theywere never distant from circles of writers. Whether it is Scott unwittinglypreparing for his later career through research on Renaissance balladsand medieval romances or Coleridge translating his subtle creative giftsinto critical paradigms, the bridge is essential and constantly beingcrossed.
And yet, modern criticism has tended to view the age as throughthe partial eyes of one of the few critical arbiters who did not cross thatbridge, William Hazlitt. Hazlitt became a critic after failing as a painter,and what immediately engages him is color and finish rather than intrin-sic design. He characterized the Lake School as if it had been founded byFriedrich Schlegel, as having "its origin in the French revolution" andrising immediately "to the utmost pitch of singularity and paradox.
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