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THE ONCE AND FUTURE POET<br />

Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.<br />

Ay Me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding Seas<br />

Wash far away, where’er thy bones are hurl’d,<br />

Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides,<br />

Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide<br />

Visit’st the bottom of the monstrous world;<br />

Or whether thou to our moist vows denied,<br />

Sleep’st by the fable of Bellerus old,<br />

Where the great vision of the guarded Mount<br />

Looks toward Namancos and Bayona’s hold;<br />

Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth:<br />

And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth.<br />

Viewed in its full arc, the point of this passage does not seem to be, as Stanley<br />

Fish suggests, that the speaker begins yet again only in order to “sing the same<br />

old song: Ay me, alas, what am I to do? What’s the use? it’s all so unfair.” 37<br />

Rather, it would seem to be that in spite of, or rather because of beginning again,<br />

or perhaps for no logically causal reason, beginning again as he does, he<br />

nonetheless ends up some place entirely new in the poem: with an invocation<br />

or a prayer for help, not to Sabrina but to a guardian Angel all the same. The<br />

passage challenges our understanding of just how such transformations happen,<br />

in this case to the grieving swain, who is now represented in the process of<br />

somehow bottoming out in his sorrows. We can stop the process at any particular<br />

point and ask, for instance, how psychologically important is it for him finally<br />

to confront the empty coffin for the first time in the poem? Or what is the value<br />

won from “dally[ing] with [a] false surmise”? From strewing the “Laureate Hearse”<br />

with all those sensuously described flowers (in a passage much revised in the<br />

Trinity manuscript)? How much consolation should be wrung from “the great<br />

vision of the guarded Mount,” St. Michael, the dragon-slaying Watchman of<br />

England near Land’s End in Cornwall looking out at Spain? How much pathos<br />

to “ruth”? How much evocative power ascribed to the amplified “whethers” and<br />

“wheres,” the descent to the bottom of the sea and the reascent and the gradual<br />

relinquishing of grief? How much the whole stormy scene is meant to recall the<br />

familiar episode in St. Matthew (14:22–33), soon to be alluded to by Milton in<br />

the vision of Jesus walking on the water, but glossed in the Genevan version as<br />

“Peter’s Weake Faith”: “But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and<br />

beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me. And immediately Jesus<br />

stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him O thou of little<br />

faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?” (30–1). But happen the transformation does<br />

(as it will happen to a fallen Adam and Eve in Paradise Lost when they “repair”<br />

to where they were judged guilty in order to begin the lengthy process of<br />

“repairing” themselves; the puns are Milton’s and part of the deep fabric of<br />

regeneration in that poem.) In the resurgence of patterns coinciding with the<br />

moment of renewed energy, we are asked to witness the emergence of hope<br />

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