Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 6 (of 6) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 484 pages of information about Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 6 (of 6).

Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 6 (of 6) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 484 pages of information about Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 6 (of 6).

The attempt of the poetical populace of the present day to obtain an ostracism against Pope is as easily accounted for as the Athenian’s shell against Aristides; they are tired of hearing him always called “the Just.”  They are also fighting for life; for, if he maintains his station, they will reach their own by falling.  They have raised a mosque by the side of a Grecian temple of the purest architecture; and, more barbarous than the barbarians from whose practice I have borrowed the figure, they are not contented with their own grotesque edifice, unless they destroy the prior, and purely beautiful fabric which preceded, and which shames them and theirs for ever and ever.  I shall be told that amongst those I have been (or it may be, still am) conspicuous—­true, and I am ashamed of it.  I have been amongst the builders of this Babel, attended by a confusion of tongues, but never amongst the envious destroyers of the classic temple of our predecessor.  I have loved and honoured the fame and name of that illustrious and unrivalled man, far more than my own paltry renown, and the trashy jingle of the crowd of “Schools” and upstarts, who pretend to rival, or even surpass him.  Sooner than a single leaf should be torn from his laurel, it were better that all which these men, and that I, as one of their set, have ever written, should

  “Line trunks, clothe spice, or, fluttering in a row,
  Befringe the rails of Bedlam, or Soho!”

There are those who will believe this, and those who will not.  You, sir, know how far I am sincere, and whether my opinion, not only in the short work intended for publication, and in private letters which can never be published, has or has not been the same.  I look upon this as the declining age of English poetry; no regard for others, no selfish feeling, can prevent me from seeing this, and expressing the truth.  There can be no worse sign for the taste of the times than the depreciation of Pope.  It would be better to receive for proof Mr. Cobbett’s rough but strong attack upon Shakspeare and Milton, than to allow this smooth and “candid” undermining of the reputation of the most perfect of our poets, and the purest of our moralists.  Of his power in the passions, in description, in the mock heroic, I leave others to descant.  I take him on his strong ground as an ethical poet:  in the former, none excel; in the mock heroic and the ethical, none equal him; and in my mind, the latter is the highest of all poetry, because it does that in verse, which the greatest of men have wished to accomplish in prose.  If the essence of poetry must be a lie, throw it to the dogs, or banish it from your republic, as Plato would have done.  He who can reconcile poetry with truth and wisdom, is the only true “poet” in its real sense, “the maker” “the creator,”—­why must this mean the “liar,” the “feigner,” the “tale-teller?” A man may make and create better things than these.

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