Though
the first
section of
the
poem stands decent in its own right, the second, to me, is more
pleasing. I think that this poem is an ideal example of how nature can
inspire art, which would appear to be Richard Dawkin's view as well, as
expressed in Unweaving the Rainbow.
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"With
what attractive charms this goodly
frame
Of Nature touches the consenting hearts
Of mortal men; and what the pleasing stores
Which beauteous imitation thence derives
To deck the poet's, or the painter's toil;
My verse unfolds. Attend, ye gentle pow'rs
Of musical delight! and while I sing
Your gifts, your honours, dance around my strain.
Thou, smiling queen of every tuneful breast,
Indulgent Fancy! from the fruitful banks
Of Avon, whence thy rosy fingers cull
Fresh flowers and dews to sprinkle on the turf
Where Shakspeare lies, be present: and with thee
Let Fiction come, upon her vagrant wings
Wafting ten thousand colours through the air,
Which, by the glances of her magic eye,
She blends and shifts at will, through countless forms,
Her wild creation. Goddess of the lyre,
Which rules the accents of the moving sphere,
Wilt thou, eternal Harmony! descend
And join this festive train? for with thee comes
The guide, the guardian of their lovely sports,
Majestic Truth; and where Truth deigns to come,
Her sister Liberty will not be far.
Be present all ye genii, who conduct
The wandering footsteps of the youthful bard,
New to your springs and shades: who touch his ear
With finer sounds: who heighten to his eye
The bloom of Nature, and before him turn
The gayest, happiest attitude of things.
...
Or shall I mention, where celestial Truth
Her awful light discloses, to bestow
A more majestic pomp on Beauty's frame?
For man loves knowledge, and the beams of Truth
More welcome touch his understanding's eye,
Than all the blandishments of sound his ear,
Than all of taste his tongue. Nor ever yet
The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctur'd hues
To me have shone so pleasing, as when first
The hand of Science pointed out the path
In which the sun-beams gleaming from the west
Fall on the watery cloud, whose darksome veil
Involves the orient; and that trickling shower
Piercing through every crystalline convex
Of clustering dew-drops to their flight oppos'd,
Recoil at length where concave all behind
The internal surface on each glassy orb
Repeals their forward passage into air;
That thence direct they seek the radiant goal
From which their course began; and, as they strike
In different lines the gazer's obvious eye,
Assume a different lustre, through the brede
Of colours changing from the splendid rose
To the pale violet's dejected hue."
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Poets, painters,
politicians, writers, scientists and sentient beings
in general may find many sources of inspiration and beauty surrounding
them. These sources of inspiration and wonder may vary greatly between
individuals, or the sources may even be debatable as the cause of such
subjects. Richard Dawkins, the endowed Charles Simonyi Professor in the
Public Understanding of Science, makes a case for nature being a great
source of wonder in his book Unweaving the Rainbow, and he cites
science as a “goldmine of inspiration” for poetry (Dawkins 15). This
attitude may not be commonplace to hear.
The spirit of Dawkins’ words are but a small flame of thought that has
been passed down through the ages. In the eighteenth century, this same
spirit was held by a young doctor and poet by the name of Mark
Akenside.
Although he is not well known among the populace, Akenside’s poetry
strikes
at the emotions of his readers. His style and imagery stand out
especially
well, but the most striking elements of Mark Akenside’s poetry are the
underlying
themes. In the poem “The Pleasures of Imagination,” Akenside
illustrates
his theme of how nature inspires great works of the arts and literature
and
a general wonder for mankind.
The beginning of Mark Akenside’s poem describes how nature is the
source for works of the arts and literature. Akenside discusses how
“Nature touches the consenting hearts/Of mortal men” and that
“beauteous imitation thence derives” (2-4). What Akenside is describing
is how people often observe
nature and are inspired by nature in many different aspects of the arts
and entertainment. Obvious examples of art paralleling nature are in
paintings
and photographs in which we can often see beautiful interpretations of
the
natural world. Several of these examples can be found in paintings of
landscapes
and photographs of animals in the wild. An extreme example of a
reflection
of nature would be that of bonsai trees. These trees are part of a
renowned
Japanese art form in which trees are dwarfed in size by restricting
them
to small containers and then displayed as replications of nature. In
the
case of bonsai trees, the artist has gone so far as to imitate nature.
Any
art, arguably, is designed to stimulate emotion. Akenside would argue
that
nature is the “smiling queen of every tuneful breast [emotion]” (9).
With
Akenside’s imagery, the point is hard to argue; nature can provoke much
emotion on many levels.
Akenside goes so far as to state that fiction arises from nature “upon
her vagrant wings” that possibly represent nature itself in being what
keeps fiction afloat (14). The variety of fiction is represented by the
“countless forms” of fiction’s “bends and shifts” (17). Indeed there is
hardly any debate that there are a broad range of categories for
fiction.
Any bookshelf surveyed might reveal a diversity of fiction from science
fiction to fantasy and beyond. Akenside also notes fictions “wild
creation”
that most likely represents the imagination of writers (18). An
especially
interesting note is that fiction is asked to join in the “festive
train”
that includes the “guardian of their lovely sports” (21-22). The
guardian
is revealed to be truth itself, and truth travels alongside liberty.
All
three of these personifications are requested to “conduct/The wondering
footsteps
of the youthful bard [poet]” (25-26). This is an especially deep idea
that
Akenside delivers combining such opposing camps as truth and fiction,
and
his underlying meaning may be difficult to decipher.
In the second passage of “The Pleasure of Imagination,”Mark Akenside
describes how seeing things in the light of science makes things all
the
more beautiful. He points out that “man loves knowledge,” yet he,
unfortunately,
does not support his statement thereby leaving the evidence up to the
reader
(100). Perhaps Akenside, being a doctor and a scholar, lived in an
environment
where the love of knowledge was an obvious truth. For those who do love
knowledge, certainly all those individuals would agree that the
presences
of “celestial Truth” places a much more “majestic pomp on Beauty’s
frame”
(97,99). True beauty often derives from understanding.
Akenside’s most powerful portion of his poem is his explanation of the
beauty he finds in a rainbow. He goes on with splendid imagery about
the beauty that struck him when “Science pointed out the path” of the
breathtaking process that goes on to form the image of a rainbow in the
eye; the vivid description is enough to bring tears into the eyes of
science enthusiasts, naturalists, and general lovers of wisdom.
Akenside’s imagery is especially poignant when he narrates the process
of the sun’s rays “Piercing through every crystalline convex/Of
clustering dew-drops to their flight oppos’d” (110-111). What Akenside
is showing is the path of light as the light enters into a raindrop and
is reflected back to the eye of the observer. He goes on to impeccably
describe how the reflected lights “strike/In different
lines the gazer’s obvious eye” and produces the separated spectrum
“from
the splendid rose/To the pale violet’s dejected hue” (116-117,119-120).
This beautiful and accurate verse is something many scientists would
like
to see more often. Rainbows are just a start to all the poetry that
science
and nature has to show. Though these versus might confuse or frustrate
those
unfamiliar with the concepts of science, Akenside shows why putting
truths
of nature behind great poetry can lift the wondering spirit to all new
heights.
Akenside’s work is a good argument for why science could be considered
part
of the arts and that the art of understanding is under-appreciated.
“The Pleasures of Imagination” is a profound example of how nature can
provide us with beautiful works of art, literature, and a general
wonder for comprehending everything. In the beginning of Akenside’s
poem he explains how nature inspires works of art and fiction; he even
goes so far as to
hint that art and literature are often an attempt to imitate nature.
Akenside concludes with a passage of superb imagery regarding why
science and knowledge only add to the beauty of the natural world.
Despite beautiful words like Akenside’s, we seem to live in a culture
that, in part, feels cheated by the explanations of science. In fact,
the nineteenth century poet John
Keats went so far as to say “Newton had destroyed the poetry of the
rainbow
by explaining it” (Dawkins 26). Clearly he was mistaken; Keats could
see
a beautiful display of imagery regarding the workings of the rainbow
made
by a man years before his time. Mark Akenside provides a breathtaking
and
timeless example of why understanding only adds to beauty.
Works Cited
Akenside, Mark. Mark Akenside (1721-1770) The Pleasures of Imagination
(Excerpts). Ed. I. Lancashire. University of Toronto. 5
Nov. 2002
< http://www.library.utoronto.ca/utel/rp/poems/akenside2b.html>.
Dawkins, Richard. “Drawing Room of Dukes.” Unweaving the Rainbow.
Edition 2000. New York: First Mariner Books, 1998.
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