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here more completely inward; it demands no necessary external stimulus, no chasm in the Alps, no daffodil or leech-gatherer. The mystic experience recurs in Tennyson from the early "Armageddon" to the late "Ancient Sage," both of which describe a perplexed contemplation of identity followed by an infinite extension or annihilation of self-consciousness.
Most memorably it appears at the climax of
In Memoriam
, where for once it relates to a specific act, the reading through the night of the lost friend's letters:
So word by word, and line by line,
     The dead man touch'd me from the past,
     And all at once it seem'd at last
The living soul was flash'd on mine,
And mine in this was wound, and whirl'd
     About empyreal heights of thought,
     And came on that which is, and caught
The deep pulsations of the world,
Aeonian music measuring out
     The steps of Timethe shocks of Chance
     The blows of Death. At length my trance
Was cancell'd, stricken thro' with doubt.
The "doubt" now makes possible a return to the ordinary world but with a stronger selfhood and with the remembered intimation of "that which is" to dispel inevitable future doubt or denial, as one of the final lyrics recalls the vision:
And what I am beheld again
     What is, and no man understands;
     And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.
In
Idylls of the King
the same mystical insight provides a spiritual sanction for the secular order. Arthur properly rebukes his knights who have abandoned their civic mission to escape into the excitement of a visionary quest for the Holy Grail. He himself meanwhile has remained in Camelot, faithful to the daily rounds of kingship, yet open at the same time to his own involuntary experience of transcendence, his "moments when he feels he cannot die / And knows himself no vision to himself."
 
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The
Idylls
is Tennyson's longest and most objective poem, designed as an oblique commentary on the temper of modern society, rather than a probing self-analysis like
In Memoriam
. In effect, as completed in twelve books, it stands as the epic of a perilously poised imperial culture with the constant threat of "tempest in the distance," a foreboding of some last great "battle in the West," and an almost Spenglerian sense of imminent decline. But it deals less in epic realism than in the matter of romance, allegory, and symbolism. As its epilogue "To the Queen" suggests, it is meant as a tale ''New-old, and shadowing Sense at war with Soul." The controlling conflict, then, resembles that of "The Palace of Art," but the resolution now is dark and ominous; Arthur represents Soul, and his ideal Camelot is ultimately destroyed by Sense, or selfish sensuality, which in final fact governs the conduct of his court, including that of the stalwart Lancelot and the beautiful, sad Guinevere. Although given to gnomic utterance, Arthur is not a nineteenth-century poet, surely not Wordsworth (except in Tennyson's calculus of greatness), and the other characters, though more recognizably human than the King, have no clear Victorian referents. Yet their deportment and moral responses apparently engage the poet-narrator's troubled modern judgment, sometimes his latent sympathy with Sense, and often his deepest personal fears.
Early in
In Memoriam
the elegist holds it "half a sin" to declare his inmost grief in words, for words, he believes, "half-reveal / And half-conceal the Soul within." In his many monologues, however, Tennyson welcomed the mediation of ambivalent language as a means of expressing, hiding, and reassigning his private feelings. Some of these pieces, to be surelike the satiric "St. Simeon Stylites" or the exercises in Northern dialectseem as objective as Browning's greatest poems, involving, as they do, a sharply drawn individualized protagonist quite unlike the composing poet, a distinct setting, and an implied auditor. But others, especially those on Greek themes, distance and reshape moods which Tennyson will neither admit nor deny as wholly his own.
Each of these is intended as a reading less of character than of emotionregret or resolvesuch as the poet may have felt at the time of composition, but set now in the remote context of ancient legend. "Tiresias" may register Tennyson's political forebodings, and "Demeter and Persephone" his religious aspiration, but an old mythology protectively clothes the sentiments of each, which would hardly, he said, have been so acceptable "in modern garb." "Tithonus" may be taken as a
 
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beautiful correlative to Tennyson's sense of the burden of mortality following Hallam's death, concealing the weariness of his youth behind the mask of age and revealing the eternal dawn goddess as a relentlessly antagonistic life force.
"Ulysses," on the other hand, was written to convey Tennyson's "feeling about the need of going forward"though no one was expected to equate the Victorian poet with the antique warrior. Proclaiming an insatiable appetite for new adventure, Ulysses appeals to men of heroic heart to join him on a final voyage. Yet many recent explicators, trusting neither Tennyson's gloss nor Ulysses' resonant address, detect contradictions in the poem and find a subtext of defeat and death urge, which subverts the affirmed will to live. Tennyson, though often irked by his interpreters, would perhaps have been pleased that his best-known monologue could have achieved such independence of its avowed subjective sources.
When asked to identify the three queens who accompany King Arthur to Avilion, Tennyson complained, "I hate to be tied down to say, '
This
means
that
,' because the thought within the image is much more than any one interpretation." "Poetry," he said, "is like shot-silk with many glancing colours," and each reader must respond "according to his ability." Wordsworth, who also resisted questioning, would scarcely have chosen so aesthetic a simile to describe his medium, for he was less concerned than Tennyson with the artifice of art, less ready to suspect the imprecision and lurking ambiguities of language, and more confident that he could identify and directly affirm the unchanging verities. The young Matthew Arnold found in Wordsworth ''the freshness of the early world," sadly lost in the "iron time" of the nineteenth century. But from the beginning, often in spite of himself, he recognized that Tennyson, offering not certitude but simply a relative "faith in honest doubt," addressedas Wordsworth could notthe temper of Victorian England.
In a review of
Enoch Arden
Walter Bagehot distinguished between the simple style of Wordsworth and the more ornate idiom of Tennyson; and apart from the implied value judgment, the distinction remains useful and suggestive. Wordsworth's effort to approximatenot only in his ballads but later, too, in his lyrics and blank versethe tenor of real speech has had a continuing appeal to twentieth-century poets as eager as he to avoid a sonorous and remote poetic diction. Yet

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