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Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

Queen Mab: Part VI

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          146   "Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light,
          147Of which yon earth is one, is wide diffus'd
          148A Spirit of activity and life,
          149That knows no term, cessation, or decay;
          150That fades not when the lamp of earthly life,
          151Extinguish'd in the dampness of the grave,
          152Awhile there slumbers, more than when the babe
          153In the dim newness of its being feels
          154The impulses of sublunary things,
          155And all is wonder to unpractis'd sense:
          156But, active, steadfast and eternal, still
          157Guides the fierce whirlwind, in the tempest roars,
          158Cheers in the day, breathes in the balmy groves,
          159Strengthens in health, and poisons in disease;
          160And in the storm of change, that ceaselessly
          161Rolls round the eternal universe and shakes
          162Its undecaying battlement, presides,
          163Apportioning with irresistible law
          164The place each spring of its machine shall fill;
          165So that when waves on waves tumultuous heap
          166Confusion to the clouds, and fiercely driven
          167Heaven's lightnings scorch the uprooted ocean-fords,
          168Whilst, to the eye of shipwreck'd mariner,
          169Lone sitting on the bare and shuddering rock,
          170All seems unlink'd contingency and chance,
          171No atom of this turbulence fulfils
          172A vague and unnecessitated task,
          173Or acts but as it must and ought to act.
          174Even the minutest molecule of light,
          175That in an April sunbeam's fleeting glow
          176Fulfils its destin'd, though invisible work,
          177The universal Spirit guides; nor less,
          178When merciless ambition, or mad zeal,
          179Has led two hosts of dupes to battlefield,
          180That, blind, they there may dig each other's graves,
          181And call the sad work glory, does it rule
          182All passions: not a thought, a will, an act,
          183No working of the tyrant's moody mind,
          184Nor one misgiving of the slaves who boast
          185Their servitude to hide the shame they feel,
          186Nor the events enchaining every will,
          187That from the depths of unrecorded time
          188Have drawn all-influencing virtue, pass
          189Unrecogniz'd or unforeseen by thee,
          190Soul of the Universe! eternal spring
          191Of life and death, of happiness and woe,
          192Of all that chequers the phantasmal scene
          193That floats before our eyes in wavering light,
          194Which gleams but on the darkness of our prison,
          195     Whose chains and massy walls
          196     We feel, but cannot see.

          197"Spirit of Nature! all-sufficing Power,
          198Necessity! thou mother of the world!
          199Unlike the God of human error, thou
          200Requir'st no prayers or praises; the caprice
          201Of man's weak will belongs no more to thee
          202Than do the changeful passions of his breast
          203To thy unvarying harmony: the slave,
          204Whose horrible lusts spread misery o'er the world,
          205And the good man, who lifts with virtuous pride
          206His being in the sight of happiness
          207That springs from his own works; the poison-tree,
          208Beneath whose shade all life is wither'd up,
          209And the fair oak, whose leafy dome affords
          210A temple where the vows of happy love
          211Are register'd, are equal in thy sight:
          212No love, no hate thou cherishest; revenge
          213And favouritism, and worst desire of fame
          214Thou know'st not: all that the wide world contains
          215Are but thy passive instruments, and thou
          216Regard'st them all with an impartial eye,
          217Whose joy or pain thy nature cannot feel,
          218      Because thou hast not human sense,
          219      Because thou art not human mind.

          220      "Yes! when the sweeping storm of time
          221Has sung its death-dirge o'er the ruin'd fanes
          222And broken altars of the almighty Fiend
          223Whose name usurps thy honours, and the blood
          224Through centuries clotted there has floated down
          225The tainted flood of ages, shalt thou live
          226Unchangeable! A shrine is rais'd to thee,
          227      Which, nor the tempest-breath of time,
          228      Nor the interminable flood
          229      Over earth's slight pageant rolling,
          230           Availeth to destroy--
          231The sensitive extension of the world.
          232      That wondrous and eternal fane,
          233Where pain and pleasure, good and evil join,
          234To do the will of strong necessity,
          235      And life, in multitudinous shapes,
          236Still pressing forward where no term can be,
          237      Like hungry and unresting flame
          238Curls round the eternal columns of its strength."

Notes

146] Sub-titled "a philosophical poem with notes," it seems to have been written in 1812 and was published in 1813. Its more than two thousand lines, in which the fairy Mab instructs the spirit of the sleeping Ianthe with a panoramic vision of the evils of past and present and of the hopes for the future, are supplemented by lengthy notes on such subjects as the labour theory of value, the decreasing obliquity of the earth's axis, prostitution as "the legitimate offspring of marriage," and the incredibility of the Christian religion.

198] Necessity! thou mother of the world! Shelley annotates this line (in part) as follows: "He who asserts the doctrine of Necessity means that, contemplating the events which compose the moral and material universe, he beholds only an immense and uninterrupted chain of causes and effects, no one of which could occupy any other place than it does occupy, or act in any other place than it does act. The idea of necessity is obtained by our experience of the connection between objects, the uniformity of the operations of nature, the constant conjunction of similar events, and the consequent inference of one from the other. Mankind are therefore agreed in the admission of necessity, if they admit that these two circumstances take place in voluntary action. Motive is to voluntary action in the human mind what cause is to effect in the material universe. The word liberty, as applied to mind, is analogous to the word chance as applied to matter: they spring from an ignorance of the certainty of the conjunction of antecedents and consequents. ... Religion is the perception of the relation in which we stand to the principle of the universe. But if the principle of the universe be not an organic being, the model and prototype of man, the relation between it and human beings is absolutely none. Without some insight into its will respecting our actions religion is nugatory and vain. But will is only a mode of animal mind; moral qualities are also such as only a human being can possess; to attribute them to the principle of the universe is to annex to it properties incompatible with any possible definition of its nature. It is probable that the word God was originally only an expression denoting the unknown cause of the known events which men perceived in the universe. By the vulgar mistake of a metaphor for a real being, of a word for a thing, it became a man, endowed with human qualities and governing the universe as an earthly monarch governs his kingdom. Their addresses to this imaginary being, indeed, are much in the same style as those of subjects to a king. They acknowledge his benevolence, deprecate his anger and supplicate his favour."


Online text copyright © 2008, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab (1813).
First publication date: 1813
RPO poem editor: M. T. Wilson
RP edition: 3RP 2.552.
Recent editing: 4:2002/5/20

Composition date: 1812
Form: Blank Verse


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