Thursday, 24 April 2014

The Duddon Sonnets - Notes to Sonnet XXVI

XXVI

          RETURN, Content! for fondly I pursued,
          Even when a child, the Streams--unheard, unseen;
          Through tangled woods, impending rocks between;
          Or, free as air, with flying inquest viewed
          The sullen reservoirs whence their bold brood--
          Pure as the morning, fretful, boisterous, keen,
          Green as the salt-sea billows, white and green--
          Poured down the hills, a choral multitude!
          Nor have I tracked their course for scanty gains;
          They taught me random cares and truant joys,                10
          That shield from mischief and preserve from stains
          Vague minds, while men are growing out of boys;
          Maturer Fancy owes to their rough noise
          Impetuous thoughts that brook not servile reins.

Wordsworth returns, after his dalliance with ‘soft ease’ to again follow the river. The sonnet is a return too, from a fanciful interlude, to well-trodden Wordsworthian territory – ‘Child is the Father of the Man’ ‘Fair Springtime had my Soul’ et al.

                                                                                 ….for fondly I pursued,
          Even when a child, the Streams--unheard, unseen;
          Through tangled woods, impending rocks between;
          Or, free as air, with flying inquest viewed
          The sullen reservoirs whence their bold brood--
          Pure as the morning, fretful, boisterous, keen,
          Green as the salt-sea billows, white and green--
          Poured down the hills, a choral multitude!

YES!!!!

The contrast between this sonnet and the previous one emphasises the ‘poly-vocal’ nature of the series, the switches of mode, variations in diction, the adoption of differing voices is fascinating, or infuriating, depending, I suppose on judgements about what constitutes Wordsworth’s core qualities as a poet. If you take the view that the ideas on poetic diction found in the Lyrical Ballad’s Preface is some kind of Wordworthian manifesto, then, much of his work will fail to meet his professed criteria– but does that necessarily mean it is ‘sub-standard’ more generally, or simply different? 

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