| Style |
Iterative, vivid, harsh, curt, emphatic, ejaculative; as in all true
Saxon poetry, whose genuine type is the war-song, where the verses fall
like sword-strokes in the thick of battle. |
| Rank |
Never before had the English language clothed such sublime thoughts.
Never had limitless desire so struggled , giant-like, with limited utterance.
"Others after him," says Bede, "attempted, in the English nation, to compose
religious poems, but none could ever compare with him." ... The prototype
of Milton, as the picture exists in the sketch: the one, the rough draft;
the other, the finished intellectual ideal ... The precursor of a new order
of ideas, standing at the confluence of two civilizations; a monumental
figure placed between two epochs and participating in their two characters,
as a tream which, flowing between two different soils, is tinged by both
their hues. |
| Character |
Cheerful and kind, able to obey or command; attentive and punctual
in the performance of duty; serious, eminently religious, and fond of prayer
... A moment, as old age closes upon him, he lifts the veil, and we see,
as we read, the charity, pathos, resignation, Norther melancholy, of the
man:
"Soul-longings many in my day I've had.
My life's hope now is that the Tree of Triumph
Must seek I. Than all others oftener
Did I alone extol its glories;
Thereto my will is bent, and when I need
A claim for shelter to the Rood I'll go.
Of mightiest friends, from me are many now
Unclasped, and far away from our world's joys;
They sought the Lord of Hosts, and now in heaven,
With the High Father, live in glee and glory;
And for the day most longingly I wait,
When the Saviour's Rood that here I contemplate
From this frail life shall take me into bliss, -
The bliss of Heaven's wards: the Lords folk there
Is seated at the feast; there's joy unending;
And He shall set me there in Glory,
And with the saints their pleasures I shall share. |
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| Influence |
He draped the Oriental imagery of the Bible in the English fashion,
and brought it within the comprehension of the humblest. His verses
became part of the people's thinking, created for it a new groove, and
the recollections of Valhalla paled before the more spiritual and real
splendors of the New Elysium. He wrought no revolution in the form
of English song, but introduced into it, through the faith of Christ, new
realms of fancy. |