“With
the heart of May
Doth every beast keep holiday.”
In New England where “Northern natur” is “slow an’ apt to doubt,”
“May is a pious fraud of the almanac.”
or as Hosea Biglow says:
“Half our May is so awfully
like May n’t,
’T would rile a Shaker or an evrige saint.”
41. The original edition has “grasping” instead of “groping.”
42. Climbs to a soul, etc.: In his intimate sympathy with nature, Lowell endows her forms with conscious life, as Wordsworth did, who says in Lines Written in Early Spring:
“And ’t is my
faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.”
So Lowell in The Cathedral says:
“And I believe the brown
earth takes delight,
In the new snow-drop looking
back at her,
To think that by some vernal
alchemy
It could transmute her darkness
into pearl.”
So again he says in Under the Willows:
“I
in June am midway to believe
A tree among my far progenitors,
Such sympathy is mine with
all the race,
Such mutual recognition vaguely
sweet
There is between us.”
It must be remembered that this humanizing of nature is an attitude toward natural objects characteristic only of modern poetry, being practically unknown in English poetry before the period of Burns and Wordsworth.
45. The cowslip startles: Surprises the eye with its bright patches of green sprinkled with golden blossoms. Cowslip is the common name in New England for the marsh-marigold, which appears early in spring in low wet meadows, and furnishes not infrequently a savory “mess of greens” for the farmer’s dinner-table.
46. Compare Al Fresco, lines 34-39:
“The rich, milk-tingeing
buttercup
Its tiny polished urn holds
up,
Filled with ripe summer to
the edge,
The sun in his own wine to
pledge.”
56. Nice: Delicately discriminating.
62. This line originally read “because God so wills it.”
71. Maize has sprouted: There is an anxious period for the farmer after his corn is planted, for if the spring is “backward” and the weather cold, his seed may decay in the ground before sprouting.
73. So in Sunthin’ in the Pastoral Line, when robin-redbreast sees the “hossches’nuts’ leetle hands unfold” he knows—
“Thet arter this ther’
’s only blossom-snows;
So, choosin’ out a handy
crotch an’ spouse,
He goes to plast’rin’
his adobe house.”
77. Note the happy effect of the internal rhyme in this line.
93. Healed with snow: Explain the appropriateness of the metaphor.
94-95. Is the transition here from the prelude to the story abrupt, or do the preceding lines lead up to it appropriately? Just why does Sir Launfal now remember his vow? Do these lines introduce the “theme” that the musing organist has finally found in dreamland, or the symbolic illustration of his theme?