“ In this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream, It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like all the rest, a mockery. That garden sweet, that lady fair, And all sweet shapes and odours there, In truth have never passed away: 'Tis we, 'tis ours, are changed; not they. For love, and beauty, and delight, There is no death nor change: their might Exceeds our organs which endure No light, being themselves obscure. ”
Sydney Waterlow
Summary
Sydney Waterlow’s Shelley offers a critical examination of the poet’s philosophical and artistic perspective, exploring his conviction in poetry’s ability to surpass reality and unite humanity through love and idealism.
Concentrating on themes of the universe’s interrelatedness, the redemptive power of art, and the impact of the French Revolution, the work investigates Shelley’s personal approach to creativity, his idealized conception of love as an eternal force, and his critique of social limitations. By integrating analysis with poetic passages, Waterlow highlights Shelley’s lasting influence as a visionary who aimed to reconcile the physical and ethical dimensions through the transformative power of poetry.
Quotes from Shelley (Sydney Waterlow)
“ And just as, on stepping into the open air, the splendours of mountain, sky, and sea may enlarge our feelings with wonder and delight, so a corresponding change may occur in our emotions towards one another; in this setting of a universe with which we feel ourselves now rapturously, now calmly, united, we love with less artifice, with greater impetuosity and self-abandonment. ”
“ A calmer passage of great interest then explains his philosophy of love: "That best philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom," and tells how he "never was attached to that great sect," which requires that everyone should bind himself for life to one mistress or friend; for the secret of true love is that it is increased, not diminished, by division; like imagination, it fills the universe; the parts exceed the whole, and this is the great characteristic distinguishing all things good from all things evil. ”
