“Poetry is an art…of representing, in words, external nature and human thoughts and affections, both relatively to human affections, by the production of as much immediate pleasure in parts, as is compatible with the largest sum of pleasure in the whole”.
In the first paragraph is easy to understand why poetry is an art, because the artist through words takes us to a magic journey. This charm place call Kubla Khan located far away, but through the author’s words we can arrive to this magic place with our imagination and the feeling of pleasure is clear in every sentence.
The admiration of external nature is also present in the whole poem producing in our minds marvellous natural pictures.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan (1)
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, (2) the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, (3)
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
“It is essential to poetry that it should be simple, and appeal to the elements and primary laws of nature; that it should be sensuous, and by its imagery elicit truth at a flash; that it should be impassioned, and be able to move our feelings and awaken affection”
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
This abstracts show the requests clearly. Simpleness and beauty at the same time in the senteces. They produce instantaneous effect in human imagination and pleasure to the spirit. The awaken affection through the positive effect in human mind. Finally now I am really conscious about the meaning of art.
3. “It was agreed that my endevour should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic; yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procedure for these shadows of the imagination that willing suspension of belief for the moment which constitutes poetic faith”.
A damsel with a dulcimer (6)
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian (7) maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song
In this abstract the authors directs to a woman all the time also romanticism is achieve in this beautiful parragraph. The presence of an anusual instrument add more beauty to the poem.
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
Inward nature and human interest appear in this few sentences at the same time music is playing in the poem all the time.
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