"Hence at each sound imagination glows; / Hence his warm lay with softest sweetness flows; / Melting it flows, pure, numerous, strong and clear, / And fills the impassioned heart and lulls the harmonious ear."

— Collins, William (1721-1759)


Date
1788
Metaphor
"Hence at each sound imagination glows; / Hence his warm lay with softest sweetness flows; / Melting it flows, pure, numerous, strong and clear, / And fills the impassioned heart and lulls the harmonious ear."
Metaphor in Context
In scenes like these, which, daring to depart
  From sober Truth, are still to Nature true,
  And call forth fresh delights to Fancy's view,
The heroic Muse employed her Tasso's art!
How have I trembled when, at Tancred's stroke,
  Its gushing blood the gaping cypress poured;
When each live plant with mortal accents spoke,
  And the wild blast upheaved the vanished sword!
How have I sat, where piped the pensive wind,
  To hear his harp by British Fairfax strung.
Prevailing poet, whose undoubting mind
  Believed the magic wonders which he sung!
Hence at each sound imagination glows;
  Hence his warm lay with softest sweetness flows;
Melting it flows, pure, numerous, strong and clear,
  And fills the impassioned heart and lulls the harmonious ear
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(ll. 188-203, pp. 516-8)
Provenance
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Citation
Ed. Roger Lonsdale. The Poems of Thomas Gray, William Collins, and Oliver Goldsmith (London and New York: Longman and Norton: 1972).
Date of Entry
11/21/2003
Date of Review
06/17/2011

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.