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A Poem by John Milton (1608-1674) A Study Guide Study Guide Prepared by Michael J. Cummings...© 2010 Type of Work and Publication Year .......John Milton's "Il Penseroso" is a lyric poem centering on melancholy as a stimulus for sober contemplation and inspired writing. The title is an Italian word meaning "the pensive man." The poem was published in London in 1645 as part of a collection, The Poems of John Milton, Both English and Latin. It is a companion piece to "L'Allegro," a lyric poem that courts joy rather than melancholy. The poems use similar metric and rhyme schemes. .......The poem is set in the speaker's mind as he looks forward to visiting the places that he hopes Melancholy, which he addresses as a goddess, will take him. .......The speaker orders "vain deluding joys" to leave him. He then welcomes Melancholy as a goddess so bright that humans cannot see her. Instead, they perceive her as appareled in black, the hue of wisdom. She is the daughter of Saturn, a solitary god, and of Vesta, the goddess of the hearth. The speaker
invites Melancholy to come forth and and bring with her as companions Peace, Quiet, Fast (fasting from food), Leisure, and Contemplation, a cherub. A nightingale's song to interrupt the silence would be welcome, for it would help in "smoothing the rugged brow of night" (line 58). The sight of the moon crossing the sky "Like one that had been led astray / Through the heav'ns wide pathless way"
(69-70) would also be welcome. .......Embracing melancholy as a "sober, steadfast, and demure" (line 32) companion is the theme of "Il Penseroso." Milton begins the poem by rejecting "deluding joy" (line 1). In line 12, he hails Melancholy as a goddess and then, in succeeding lines, invites her to become part of his life and asks her to bring with her .................calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring, Aye round about Jove's altar sing. And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist alongEnd Rhyme .......The end rhyme of the first ten lines of the poem uses this pattern: abbacddeec. Following is an illustration of this pattern. Hence vain deluding Joys,The brood of Folly without father bred, How little you bested, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys; Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train.Milton wrote the rest of the poem in couplets (pairs of rhyming lines). Lines 11-16 demonstrate the pattern.But hail thou goddess, sage and holy, Hail divinest Melancholy, Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight; And therefore to our weaker view, O'er-laid with black, staid Wisdom's hue .......Milton also included occasional internal rhyme in the poem, as in the following lines. Yet thou art higher far descended (line 22)With a sad leaden downward cast (line 43) And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet (line 45) Aye round about Jove's altar sing (line 48) Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne (line 53) And missing thee, I walk unseen (line 65) The story of Cambuscan bold, (line 110) Wave at his wings, in airy stream (line 148)Meter .......The meter of the first ten lines of the poem is as follows. .........1................2...............3Hence VAIN..|..de LUD..|..ing JOYS,.............................................................iambic trimeter ..........1..............2...............3..............4..............5 ......1...............2..............3 ......1.............2...............3...............4........,........5 .......1................2.................3 ......1.................2..................3...................4..................5 ......1................2..................3................4...............5 ......1..............2..................3 .......1..............2..............3..................4..................5 .........1..................2.............3..............4 ....1.................2..............3...............4 The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bestead1 Or fill the fixèd mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess As thick and numberless As the gay motes2that people the sunbeams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners3of Morpheus'4train.................10 But hail, thou goddess sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem,5 Or that starr'd Ethiop queen6that strove To set her beauty's praise above...............................20 The sea-nymphs,7and their powers offended: Yet thou art higher far descended: Thee bright-hair'd Vesta,8long of yore, To solitary Saturn9bore; His daughter she; in Saturn's reign Such mixture was not held a stain: Oft in glimmering bowers and glades He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's10inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove.11.......................30 Come, pensive Nun,12devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn13 Over thy decent14shoulders drawn: Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commércing15with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes:.............................40 There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble,16till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast: And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses17in a ring Aye round about Jove's18altar sing: And add to these retirèd Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure:..................50 But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing Guiding the fiery-wheelèd throne, The cherub Contemplatiòn; And the mute Silence hist along,19 'Less20Philomel21will deign a song In her sweetest saddest plight Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia22checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustom'd oak...................................60 Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress,23oft, the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering Moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way,.....................70 And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat24of rising ground I hear the far-off curfew sound Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar: Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removèd place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom;...............................80 Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's25drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm. Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear26 With thrice-great Hermes,27or unsphere The spirit of Plato,28to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold.........................90 The immortal mind,29that hath forsook Her mansion30in this fleshly nook: And of those demons31that are found In fire, air, flood, or underground, Whose power hath a true consent32 With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy33 In sceptr'd pall34come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine;35.......................................100 Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage.36 But, O sad Virgin,37that thy power Might raise Musæus38from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus39sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's40cheek And made Hell grant what Love did seek! Or call up him that left half-told The story of Cambuscan bold,....................................110 Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canacé to wife41 That own'd the virtuous ring and glass; And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride: And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung Of tourneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear....................120 Thus, Night, oft see me in thy pale career, Till civil-suited Morn42appear, Not trick'd and frounc'd43as she was wont With the Attic Boy44to hunt, But kerchief'd in a comely cloud While rocking winds are piping loud. Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from off the eaves.45......................130 And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To archèd walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan46loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heavèd stroke, Was never heard the nymphs47to daunt Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert48by some brook Where no profaner eye may look,................................140 Hide me from day's garish eye,49 While the bee with honey'd thigh That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring, With such consort as they keep Entice the dewy-feather'd Sleep;50 And let some strange mysterious dream Wave at his wings in airy stream Of lively portraiture display'd, Softly on my eyelids laid:............................................150 And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good,51 Or the unseen Genius52of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high-embowèd roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight Casting a dim religious light.........................................160 There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.53 And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown54and mossy cell Where I may sit, and rightly spell.................................170 Of every star that heaven doth shew,55 And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give,..............................175 And I with thee will choose to live. Notes 1.....bestead: Satisfy. .......The tone of the poem is sober and tranquil. .......Following are examples of figures of speech in the poem. For definitions of figures of speech, see Literary Terms. Alliteration brood of Folly without father bred (line 2)hit the sense of human sight (line 14) sable stole of cypress lawn (line 35) Most musical, most melancholy (line 62) Swinging slow with sullen roar (line 76) What worlds, or what vast regions hold (line 90) fright them from their hallow'd haunt. (line 138)ApostropheBut hail thou goddess, sage and holy, Hail divinest Melancholy The speaker is addressing MelancholyMetaphorSpare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet (line 46) Comparison of Fast to a creature The cherub Contemplation (line 54) . . . . . glowing embers through the room Comparison of the cloud to a kerchief Day's garish eye (line 141) waters murmuring (line 144)Irony and ParadoxThroughout the poem, the speaker takes joy and pleasure in banishing joy and pleasure. Note the final two lines of the poem: "These pleasures, Melancholy, give, / And I with thee will choose to live.Study Questions and Writing Topics
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