"These objects banish care, they set us loose / From mean attachments, and compose our souls / For fine impressions, and for heavenly airs:"
— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for T. Davies
Date
1770
Metaphor
"These objects banish care, they set us loose / From mean attachments, and compose our souls / For fine impressions, and for heavenly airs:"
Metaphor in Context
THYRSIS.
I'll hasten to the cave of sage Elpinus:
Thither for consolation he is gone,
If he's alive; none fitter than Elpinus
To heal the wounded soul with virtuous counsel,
And raise it with the powers of harmony.
In awful solitude his cave is seated;
Nature improves the scene with various sweets,
Romantic in her garb; and attitudes.
These objects banish care, they set us loose
From mean attachments, and compose our souls
For fine impressions, and for heavenly airs:
But when the god-like bard, his flute inspiring,
Pours the melodious, sounding, varied strain;
We then participate an angel's nature;
'Tis nought but extasy, poetic vision.
Nor is it man alone that feels the charm:
It draws the sluggish, latent soul from rocks;
They listen, and they soften at the lay;
To milk are mellowed all the neighbouring rills,
And honey from the rugged oak distills.
I'll hasten to the cave of sage Elpinus:
Thither for consolation he is gone,
If he's alive; none fitter than Elpinus
To heal the wounded soul with virtuous counsel,
And raise it with the powers of harmony.
In awful solitude his cave is seated;
Nature improves the scene with various sweets,
Romantic in her garb; and attitudes.
These objects banish care, they set us loose
From mean attachments, and compose our souls
For fine impressions, and for heavenly airs:
But when the god-like bard, his flute inspiring,
Pours the melodious, sounding, varied strain;
We then participate an angel's nature;
'Tis nought but extasy, poetic vision.
Nor is it man alone that feels the charm:
It draws the sluggish, latent soul from rocks;
They listen, and they soften at the lay;
To milk are mellowed all the neighbouring rills,
And honey from the rugged oak distills.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "soul" and "impression" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1770).
The Amyntas of Tasso. Translated from the Original Italian by Percival Stockdale. (London: Printed for T. Davies, in Russel-Street, Covent-Garden, 1770). <Link to ESTC>
The Amyntas of Tasso. Translated from the Original Italian by Percival Stockdale. (London: Printed for T. Davies, in Russel-Street, Covent-Garden, 1770). <Link to ESTC>
Theme
Ruling Passion
Date of Entry
05/17/2005
