VII The day becomes more solemn and serene Which through the summer is not heard or seen, Thus let thy power, which like the truth MONT BLANC LINES WRITTEN IN THE VALE OF CHAMOUNI 75 80 [Composed in Switzerland, July, 1816 (see date below). Printed at the end of the History of a Six Weeks' Tour published by Shelley in 1817, and reprinted with Posthumous Poems, 1824. Amongst the Boscombe MSS. is a draft of this Ode, mainly in pencil, which has been collated by Dr. Garnett.] I THE everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, In the wild woods, among the mountains lone, Where woods and winds contend, and a vast river II Thus thou, Ravine of Arve-dark, deep Ravine- Over whose pines, and crags, and caverns sail 15 Bursting through these dark mountains like the flame Thine earthly rainbows stretched across the sweep 76 or 1819; nor 1839. 1824; clouds, shadows 1839. 20 25 15 cloud-shadows] cloud shadows 1817; cloud, shadows 20 Thy 1824; The 1889. Robes some unsculptured image; the strange sleep With the clear universe of things around; One legion of wild thoughts, whose wandering wings Ghosts of all things that are, some shade of thee, III Some say that gleams of a remoter world In dream, and does the mightier world of sleep 55 Its circles? For the very spirit fails, Driven like a homeless cloud from steep to steep That vanishes among the viewless gales! Far, far above, piercing the infinite sky, 60 Mont Blanc appears,-still, snowy, and serene Its subject mountains their unearthly forms Pile around it, ice and rock; broad vales between Of frozen floods, unfathomable deeps, Blue as the overhanging heaven, that spread 65 And wind among the accumulated steeps; A desert peopled by the storms alone, Save when the eagle brings some hunter's bone, And the wolf tracks her there-how hideously Its shapes are heaped around! rude, bare, and high, Gastly, and scarred, and riven.-Is this the scene Where the old Earthquake-daemon taught her young Ruin? Were these their toys or did a sea Of fire envelop once this silent snow? 53 unfurled upfurled ej. James Thomson ('B. V.'). 69 tracks her there 1824; watches her Boscombe MS. 70 56 Spread 1824; Speed 1839. None can reply-all seems) eternal now. IV The fields, the lakes, the forests, and the streams, 75 80 85 90 The works and ways of man, their death and birth, And that of him and all that his may be; All things that move and breathe with toil and sound Are born and die; revolve, subside, and swell. Power dwells apart in its tranquillity, Remote, serene, and inaccessible: And this, the naked countenance of earth, On which I gaze, even these primaeval mountains Teach the adverting mind. The glaciers creep 100 Like snakes that watch their prey, from their far fountains, Slow rolling on; there, many a precipice, Frost and the Sun in scorn of mortal power Have piled: dome, pyramid, and pinnacle, A city of death, distinct with many a tower 105 Is there, that from the boundaries of the sky Rolls its perpetual stream; vast pines are strewing Its destined path, or in the mangled soil Branchless and shattered stand; the rocks, drawn down From yon remotest waste, have overthrown The limits of the dead and living world, Never to be reclaimed. The dwelling-place Of insects, beasts, and birds, becomes its spoil; 115 Of man flies far in dread; his work and dwelling 120 79 But for such 1824; In such a Boscombe MS. 108 boundaries of the sky] boundary of the skies cj. Rossetti (cf. l. 102, 106). 121 torrents'] torrent's 1817, 1824, 1839. Meet in the vale, and one majestic River, Mont Blanc yet gleams on high :-the power is there, In the lone glare of day, the snows descend Upon that Mountain; none beholds them there, Or the star-beams dart through them :-Winds contend Rapid and strong, but silently! Its home Over the snow. The secret Strength of things Which governs thought, and to the infinite dome 125 130 135 140 And what were thou, and earth, and stars, and sea, July 23, 1816. of the at all? CANCELLED PASSAGE OF MONT BLANC [Published by Garnett, Relics of Shelley, 1862.]. THERE is a voice, not understood by all, FRAGMENT: HOME [Published by Garnett, Relics of Shelley, 1862.] FRAGMENT OF A GHOST STORY From the hearth's obscurest nook, 5 NOTE ON POEMS OF 1816, BY MRS. SHELLEY SHELLEY wrote little during this is written by the author of the two year. The poem entitled The Sunset letters from Chamouni and Vevai. It was written in the spring of the year, was composed under the immediate while still residing at Bishopsgate. He impression of the deep and powerful spent the summer on the shores of the feelings excited by the objects which it Lake of Geneva. The Hymn to Intel- attempts to describe; and, as an unlectual Beauty was conceived during disciplined overflowing of the soul, rests his voyage round the lake with Lord its claim to approbation on an attempt Byron. He occupied himself during to imitate the untamable wildness and this voyage by reading the Nouvelle inaccessible solemnity from which those Heloise for the first time. The reading feelings sprang.' it on the very spot where the scenes are laid added to the interest; and he was at once surprised and charmed by the passionate eloquence and earnest enthralling interest that pervade this work. There was something in the character of Saint-Preux, in his abnegation of self, and in the worship he paid to Love, that coincided with Shelley's own disposition; and, though differing in many of the views and shocked by others, yet the effect of the whole was fascinating and delightful. This was an eventful year, and less time was given to study than usual. In the list of his reading I find, in Greek, Theocritus, the Prometheus of Aeschylus, several of Plutarch's Lives, and the works of Lucian. In Latin, Lucretius, Pliny's Letters, the Annals and Germany of Tacitus. In French, the History of the French Revolution by Lacretelle. He read for the first time, this year, Montaigne's Essays, and regarded them ever after as one of the most delightful and instructive Mont Blanc was inspired by a view books in the world. The list is scanty of that mountain and its surrounding in English works: Locke's Essay, Polipeaks and valleys, as he lingered on tical Justice, and Coleridge's Lay Serthe Bridge of Arve on his way through mon, form nearly the whole. It was the Valley of Chamouni. Shelley makes his frequent habit to read aloud to me the following mention of this poem in in the evening; in this way we read, his publication of the History of a Six this year, the New Testament, Paradise Weeks' Tour, and Letters from Switzer- Lost, Spenser's Faery Queen, and Don land: "The poem entitled Mont Blanc | Quixote. POEMS WRITTEN IN 1817 MARIANNE'S DREAM [Composed at Marlow, 1817. Published in Hunt's Literary Pocket-Book, 1819, and reprinted in Posthumous Poems, 1824.] |