The Author would not have deemed himself justified in saying, upon this occasion, so much of performances either unfinished, or unpublished, if he had not thought that the labour bestowed by him upon what he has heretofore and now laid before the Public entitled him to candid attention for such a statement as he thinks necessary to throw light upon his endeavours to please and, he would hope, to benefit his countrymen.—Nothing further need be added, than that the first and third parts of ‘The Recluse’ will consist chiefly of meditations in the Author’s own person; and that in the intermediate part (’The Excursion’) the intervention of characters speaking is employed, and something of a dramatic form adopted.
It is not the Author’s intention formally to announce a system: it was more animating to him to proceed in a different course; and if he shall succeed in conveying to the mind clear thoughts, lively images, and strong feelings, the Reader will have no difficulty in extracting the system for himself. And in the mean time the following passage, taken from the conclusion of the first book of ‘The Recluse,’ may be acceptable as a kind of Prospectus of the design and scope of the whole Poem.
On Man, on Nature, and on
Human Life,
Musing in solitude, I oft
perceive
Fair trains of imagery before
me rise.
Accompanied by feelings of
delight
Pure, or with no unpleasing
sadness mixed;
And I am conscious of affecting
thoughts
And dear remembrances, whose
presence soothes
Or elevates the Mind, intent
to weigh
The good and evil of our mortal
state.
—To these emotions,
whencesoe’er they come,
Whether from breath of outward
circumstance,
Or from the Soul—an
impulse to herself—
I would give utterance in
numerous verse.
Of Truth, of Grandeur, Beauty,
Love, and Hope,
And melancholy Fear subdued
by Faith;
Of blessed consolations in
distress;
Of moral strength, and intellectual
Power;
Of joy in widest commonalty
spread;
Of the individual Mind that
keeps her own
Inviolate retirement, subject
there
To Conscience only, and the
law supreme
Of that Intelligence which
governs all—
I sing:—’fit
audience let me find though few!’