“So love emergent out of chaos brought
The world to light!
And gently moving on the waters, wrought
All form to sight!
Love’s appetite
Did beauty first excite:
And left imprinted in the air
These signatures of good and fair,
Which since have flow’d, flow’d forth upon the sense
To wonder first, and then to excellence,
By virtue of divine intelligence!”
In the same masque love is defined in accordance
with the myth of Penia and Poros:
“Love is the right affection of the mind,
The noble appetite of what is best:
Desire of union with the thing design’d,
But in fruition of it cannot rest.
“The father Plenty is, the mother Want,
Plenty the beauty which it wanteth draws;
Want yields itself: affording what is scant:
So both affections are the union’s cause.”
In “Love Freed From Ignorance and Folly”
the sustaining power of love in keeping the
parts of the universe in concord is used to combat
the accusation that love is mere cruelty.
Love, who is represented as a captive of the
Sphynx, thus replies to the charge:
“Cruel Sphynx, I rather strive
How to keep the world alive,
And uphold it; without me,
All again would chaos be.”
In “The Barriers” where Truth and Opinion—a
division of the state of knowing according
to its degree of certainty common in Plato as
knowledge and opinion (“Republic,” V. 476–478)—hold
a discussion on marriage, an angel
declares that
“Eternal Unity behind her [i.e. Truth] shines,
That fire and water, earth and air combines.”
Here under the name of Unity the true nature
of love is indicated.
In Drayton’s seventh eclogue Batte replies
to a charge of cruelty against love which is
made by his fellow-shepherd, Borril, with the
“substancyall ryme
that to thy teeth sufficiently shall proove
there is no power to be compard to love.”
His argument is that love is the great bond of
the universe.
“What is Love but the desire
of the thing that fancy pleaseth?
A holy and resistlesse fiere
weake and strong alike that ceaseth,
which not heaven hath power to let
Nor wise nature cannot smother,
whereby Phœbus doth begette
on the universal mother.
that the everlasting chaine
which together al things tied,
and unmooved them retayne
and by which they shall abide;
that concent we cleerely find
all things doth together drawe,
and so strong in every kinde
subjects them to natures law.
whose hie virtue number teaches
in which every thing dooth moove,
from the lowest depth that reaches
to the height of heaven above.”
(ll. 165–184.)
A more common appropriation of the teachings
of Platonism was made in the love lyrics—chiefly
the sonnet—written in the Petrarchian
manner. Petrarchism was as much a
manner of writing sonnets as it was a method
of making love. On its stylistic side it was
characterized by the use of antitheses, puns,
and especially of conceits. In the Platonic
theory of love and beauty a certain amount of
material was offered which could be reworked
into a form suited for the compact brevity of
the sonnet. Sidney, Spenser, and Shakespeare
are the three chief sonnet writers of the last
decade of the sixteenth century in whose
work this phase of Platonism is to be found;
but its presence, though faint, can be felt in
others.
One way in which this theory was applied
is found in the manner in which these poets
speak of the beauty of their beloved. Plato
has stated that wisdom is the most lovely of
all ideas, and that, were there a visible image
of her, she would be transporting. (“Phædrus,”
250.) Sidney seizes upon this suggestion, and
by identifying his Stella with wisdom he can
frame a sonnet ending in a couplet that shall
have the required epigrammatic point. He
writes:
“The wisest scholler of the wight most wise,
By Phœbus doome, with sugred sentence sayes:
That vertue if it once meete with our eyes,
Strange flames of love it in our soules would rayse.
But for that man with paine this truth discries,
While he each thing in sences ballances wayes,
And so, nor will nor can behold these skyes,
Which inward Sunne to heroicke mindes displaies.
Vertue of late with vertuous care to stir
Love of himselfe, takes Stellas shape, that hee
To mortal eyes might sweetly shine in her.
It is most true, for since I did her see,
Vertues great beautie in her face I prove,
And finde defect; for I doe burne in love.”
(xxv.)
Shakespeare is able to praise the beauty of
the subject of his sonnets by identifying him
with the absolute beauty of the Platonic philosophy,
and by describing him in accordance
with this notion. Thus he confesses that his
argument is simply the fair, kind, and true, back
of which statement may be inferred the theory
upheld by Platonism that the good, the beautiful,
and the true are but different phases of
one reality. His love, he says, cannot be called
idolatry because his songs are directed to this
theme, for only in his friend are these three
themes united into one.
“Let not my love be call’d idolatry,
Nor my belovéd as an idol show,
Since all alike my songs and praises be
To one, of one, still such, and ever so.
Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind,
Still constant in a wondrous excellence;
Therefore my verse to constancy confined,
One thing expressing, leaves out difference.
‘Fair, kind, and true’ is all my argument,
‘Fair, kind, and true’ varying to other words;
And in this change is my invention spent,
Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords.
‘Fair, kind, and true,’ have often liv’d alone,
Which three, till now, never kept seat in one.”
(cv.)
In another sonnet one phase of this argument
is given a detailed treatment, and the poet’s
object is to praise the beauty of his friend by
describing its contrast with the beauty of earth,
just as if he were speaking of absolute beauty.
In this sonnet he uses the Platonic phraseology
of the substance and the shadow, by which he
means first, the reality that makes a thing what
it is, the substance, not the matter or stuff of
which it is made; and second, the reflection of
that reality in the objective world, the shadow
of the substance, not the obscuration of light.[10]
He thus writes of his friend’s beauty as if it
were the substance of beauty, beauty absolute,
of which all other beauty is but a reflection.
“What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
And you, but one, can every shadow lend.
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you;
On Helen’s cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
Speak of the spring and foison of the year,
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
The other as your bounty doth appear;
And you in every blesséd shape we know,
In all external grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.”
(liii.)
Spenser, too, praises his beloved by conceiving
her as absolute beauty, of which all other
objects are but shadows. In the light of her
beauty all the glory of the world appears but
a vain show.
“My hungry eyes through greedy covetize,
still to behold the object of their paine:
with no contentment can themselves suffize.
but having pine and having not complaine.
For lacking it they cannot lyfe sustayne,
and having it they gaze on it the more:
in their amazement lyke Narcissus vaine
whose eyes him starv’d: so plenty makes me poore.
Yet are mine eyes so filled with the store
of that faire sight, that nothing else they brooke,
but lothe the things which they did like before,
and can no more endure on them to looke.
All this worlds glory seemeth vayne to me,
and all their showes but shadowes saving she.”
(xxxv.)
In George Daniel the idea of the substance
and shadow again occurs. He says that it is
enough for him if he may behold his mistress’s
face, although others may boast of her favors;
for in contemplating her glories he sees how all
other forms are but empty shadows of her perfection.
“It is Enough to me,
If I her Face may see;
Let others boast her Favours, and pretend
Huge Interests; whilst I
Adore her Modestie;
Which Tongues cannot deprave, nor Swords defend.
“But while I bring
My verse to Sing
Her Glories, I am strucke with wonder, more;
And all the Formes I see,
But Emptie Shadowes bee,
Of that Perfection which I adore.
“Be silent then,
All Tongues of Men,
To Celebrate the Sex: for if you fall
To other Faces, you
Wander, and but pursue
Inferior objects, weake and partiall.”
(Ode xxiv.)
A second tenet of Platonism which was reworked
into English love poetry was its conception
of love. As Spenser had explained in
his “Hymne in Honour of Beautie,” true love
has its source in the life of two souls in heaven.
(ll. 200–213.) Drummond uses the idea to
explain the purity of his love.
“That learned Grecian, who did so excel
In knowledge passing sense, that he is nam’d
Of all the after-worlds divine, doth tell,
That at the time when first our souls are fram’d,
Ere in these mansions blind they come to dwell,
They live bright rays of that eternal light,
And others see, know, love, in heaven’s great height,
Not toil’d with aught to reason doth rebel.
Most true it is, for straight at the first sight
My mind me told, that in some other place
It elsewhere saw the idea of that face,
And lov’d a love of heavenly pure delight;
No wonder now I feel so fair a flame,
Sith I her lov’d ere on this earth she came.”
(“Poems.” First Pt., S. vii.)
In Vaughan the same theory of love is again
referred to as a proof of the poet’s lofty passion.
In “To Amoret. Walking in a Starry Evening,”
he says that even were her face a distant star
shining upon him, he would be sure of a sympathy
between it and himself, because their minds
were united in love by no accident or chance
of sight, but were designed for one another.
“But, Amoret, such is my fate,
That if thy face a star
Had shin’d from far,
I am persuaded in that state,
’Twixt thee and me,
Of some predestin’d sympathy.
“For sure such two conspiring minds,
Which no accident, or sight,
Did thus unite;
Whom no distance can confine
Start, or decline,
One for another were design’d.”
(Stzs. 3, 4.)
In a second lyric, “A Song to Amoret,” he
describes his love as superior to that which a
“mighty amorist” could give, because it is
a love that was born with his soul in heaven.
“For all these arts I’d not believe,
—No, though he should be thine—
The mighty amorist could give
So rich a heart as mine.
“Fortune and beauty thou might find,
And greater men than I:
By my true resolvèd mind
They never shall come nigh.
“For I not for an hour did love,
Or for a day desire,
But with my soul had from above
This endless, holy fire.”
(Stzs. 4–6.)
Thus far the tenets of Platonic theory have
been used in a more or less direct way; but in
several instances the Platonic idea is present
only in the writer’s mind, and the reader is left
to unravel it by his own ingenuity. Thus
Shakespeare urges his friend to marry because
in his death truth and beauty will both end—a
possible inference being that his friend is
ideal beauty.
“Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
And yet methinks I have Astronomy,
But not to tell of good, or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons’ quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with Princes if it shall go well,
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art
As truth and beauty shall together thrive,
If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;
Or else of thee this I prognosticate:
Thy end is Truth’s and Beauty’s doom and date.”
(xiv.)
In another sonnet Shakespeare plays with words
in an attempt to excuse his truant muse for not
praising his friend’s beauty. His muse may
say that since his friend is true beauty he needs
no praise.
“O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse; wilt thou not haply say
‘Truth needs no colour with his colour fix’d;
Beauty no pencil, beauty’s truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix’d?’”
But so closely identified is the praise of his
friend’s beauty with the immortality conferred
by poetry that Shakespeare cannot justly excuse
the silence of his muse
“Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?
Excuse not silence so; for’t lies in thee
To make him much outlive a gilded tomb,
And to be praised of ages yet to be.”
(ci.)
Again, Shakespeare describes how, when absent
from his friend, he is able to play with the
flowers as shadows of his friend’s beauty.
“They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seem’d it Winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.”
(xcviii.)
In Spenser the lover is able to make an appeal
for pity by reference to the Platonic conception
of the idea of the beloved which the
lover is supposed to behold in his soul.
“Leave lady in your glasse of christall clene,
your goodly selfe for evermore to vew;
and in my selfe, my inward selfe, I meane,
most lively lyke behold your semblant trew.
Within my hart, though hardly it can shew,
thing so divine to vew of earthly eye:
the fayre Idea of your celestiall hew,
and every part remaines immortally:
And were it not that, through your cruelty,
with sorrow dimmed and deformed it were:
the goodly ymage of your visnomy,
clearer than christall would therein appere.
But if your selfe in me ye playne will see,
remove the cause by which your fayre beames darkened be.”
(xlv.)
The end which this conception of making
love after the manner of the Platonist served
was thought to be found in a purification of
love. By praising the beauty of the beloved in
such lofty terms the poet was able to set off
the purity of his love from any connection with
mere sensual desire. Thus Spenser testifies to
the ennobling power of the beauty of his beloved’s
eyes.
“More then most faire, full of the living fire
Kindled above unto the maker neere:
no eies but joyes, in which al powers conspire,
that to the world naught else be counted deare.
Thrugh your bright beams doth not ye blinded guest,
shoot out his harts to base affections wound;
but Angels come to lead fraile mindes to rest
in chast desires on heavenly beauty bound.
You frame my thoughts and fashion me within,
you stop my toung, and teach my hart to speake,
you calme the storme that passion did begin,
strong thrugh your cause, but by your vertue weak,
Dark is the world, where your light shined never:
well is he borne that may behold you ever.”
(viii.)
In Sidney there is a direct reference to the
power of Plato’s thought to lead the mind
from the desire with which he is struggling.
“Your words, my freends me causelesly doe blame,
My young minde marde whom love doth menace so:
That Plato I have reade for nought, but if he tame
Such coltish yeeres; that to my birth I owe
Nobler desires:”
(xxi.)
The application of the tenets of Platonic
theory to the writing of love lyrics in the Petrarchian
manner, however, was never anything
more than a courtly way of making love through
exaggerated conceit and fine writing. Fulke
Greville saw clearly the relation between the
love of woman and the love of the idea of her
beauty. In the tenth sonnet of his “Cælica”
he asks what can love find in a mind where all
is passion; rather he says go back to
“that heavenly quire
Of Nature’s riches, in her beauties placed,
And there in contemplation feed desire,
Which till it wonder, is not rightly graced;
For those sweet glories, which you do aspire,
Must, as idea’s, only be embraced,
Since excellence in other forme enjoyed,
Is by descending to her saints destroyed.”
The love of the idea of beauty, however, in its
absolute nature is nowhere present in the mass
of love lyrics written between 1590 and 1600.
The term is used to give title to Drayton’s
“Idea,” and to denominate the object of twelve
sonnets addressed by Craig to “Idea”; and anagrams
on the French word for the term L’Idée,
Diella and Delia, are used to name two series
of poems by Linche and Samuel Daniel, respectively.
Crashaw’s “Wishes” is addressed to “his
(supposed) mistresse,” as an idea. No better
commentary on the whole movement can be
made than these words of Spenser in which it is
easily seen how the method conduced only to
feeding the lower desires of the soul in love.
Writing in 1596, in the midst of the period
when sonnet writing was most popular in England,
he says, speaking of his two “Hymnes”:
“Having in the greener times of my youth,
composed these former two Hymnes in the
praise of Love and beautie, and finding that the
same too much pleased those of like age and
disposition, which being too vehemently caried
with that kind of affection, do rather sucke out
poyson to their strong passion, then hony to
their honest delight, I was moved ... to call
in the same. But being unable so to doe, by
reason that many copies thereof were formerly
scattered abroad, I resolved at least to amend,
and by way of retraction to reforme them, making
in stead of those two Hymnes of earthly or
naturall love and beautie, two others of heavenly
and celestiall.”
The great representative of Platonism in
English poetry thus condemns the less vital
phase of Platonic thought. The great weakness
of the theory lay in the fact that it had no
moral significance; and just here lay the
great strength of Plato’s ethics. Although
preaching that beauty was a spiritual thing,
this phase of Platonic æsthetics never blended
with the conception of the beauty of moral
goodness. And it failed to do this because it
is a theory not of Plato but of Plotinus, who
throughout the period of the Renaissance was
understood to expound the true meaning of
Plato’s thought. But Plato left no system of
æsthetics; Plotinus, however, constructed a
theory to account for beauty in its strictest
sense. Now Ficino in his propaganda of Platonic
theory throughout the Renaissance interpreted
Plato’s “Symposium” in the light of
Plotinus and thus in his commentary, the source
of all Renaissance theorizing on love, is found
the theory reflected in the English poets. This
fusion of Plato’s ethics with the æsthetics of
Plotinus was not perfect; and to the deep
moral genius of Spenser’s mind the disparity
soon became evident.
The Platonic theory of love had enabled the
English poets to write about their passion as a
desire of enjoying the spiritual quality of beauty
in their beloved. In those poets in whom the
Petrarchistic manner is evident, it is the object
of love on which the attention centres; only in
a slight way did they treat of the nature of love
as a passion. The result of the discussion of
love, as opened by Platonism, ended, however,
in an attempt to place love upon a purely
spiritual basis and to write about it as if it were
a psychological fact that was to be known by
analysis. A consideration of beauty, as the
object of love, is absent; attention is directed
to the quality of the passion as one felt in the
soul rather than by the sense; and when the
attraction of woman is present in this love it is
carefully differentiated from the attraction of
sex. In the body of love lyrics written in the
seventeenth century the distinctive traits of
this passion are clearly explained.
The chief trait of this kind of love is that it
concerns only the soul. The union of the lover
and the beloved is simply a union of their souls
which because of the high nature of the soul can
triumph over time and space. The character of
this union is described in Donne’s “Ecstacy.”
The two lovers are described as sitting in
silence, watching one another. While thus
engaged their souls are so mysteriously mingled
that they are mixed into one greater soul which
is not subject to change. Even when the passion
descends from this height to the plane of
human affections there is no essential change
in the purity of the love.
“Where, like a pillow on a bed,
A pregnant bank swell’d up, to rest
The violet’s reclining head,
Sat we two, one another’s best.
“As, ’twixt two equal armies, Fate
Suspends uncertain victory,
Our souls—which to advance their state,
Were gone out—hung ’twixt her and me.
“This ecstacy doth unperplex
(We said), and tell us what we love;
We see by this, it was not sex;
We see, we saw not, what did move:
“But as all several souls contain
Mixture of things they know not what,
Love these mix’d souls doth mix again,
And makes both one, each this, and that.
“When love with one another so
Interanimates two souls,
That abler soul, which thence doth flow,
Defects of loneliness controls.
“We then, who are this new soul, know,
Of what we are composed, and made,
For th’ atomies of which we grow
Are souls, whom no change can invade.
“And if some lover, such as we
Have heard this dialogue of one,
Let him still mark us, he shall see
Small change when we’re to bodies gone.”
In a like strain Randolph in “A Platonic Elegy”
praises his love as that founded on reason, not
on sense. The true union in love, he says, is
the meeting of essence with essence.
“Thus they, whose reasons love, and not their sense,
The spirits love; thus one intelligence
Reflects upon his like, and by chaste loves
In the same sphere this and that angel moves.
“When essence meets with essence, and souls join
In mutual knots, that’s the true nuptial twine.
Such, lady, is my love, and such is true:
All other love is to your sex, not you.”
(ll. 31–34, 45–48.)
The great value which this purely spiritual
love was supposed to possess was that it was
unaffected either by time or distance. The
union, not being one known to sense, could
exist as well in the absence of the lovers as in
the presence of both. This thought is a great
comfort and is emphasized as the peculiarity in
the lovers’ passion that sets it apart from the
vulgar kind. Thus Donne in the song, “Soul’s
Joy,” consoles his beloved with the assurance
that their souls may meet though their bodies
be absent.
“Soul’s joy, now I am gone,
And you alone,
—Which cannot be,
Since I must leave myself with thee,
And carry thee with me—
Yet when unto our eyes
Absence denies
Each other’s sight,
And makes to us a constant night,
When others change to light;
O give no way to grief,
But let belief
Of mutual love
This wonder to the vulgar prove,
Our bodies, not we move.
“Let not thy wit beweep
Words but sense deep;
For when we miss
By distance our hope’s joining bliss
Even then our souls shall kiss;
Fools have no means to meet,
But by their feet;
Why should our clay
Over our spirits so much sway,
To tie us to that way?
O give no way to grief, etc.”
In his “Valediction Forbidding Mourning,”
Donne again recurs to the subject of separation
and explains by the figure of the compass how
their souls will be one. The love in which the
mind is bent on the objects of sense cannot
admit of absence; but the love shared by
Donne and his mistress is so refined that their
souls suffer only an expansion and not separation
in absence.
“Dull sublunary lover’s love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, ’cause it doth remove
The thing which elemented it.
“But we by a love so far refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less eyes, lips and hands to miss.
“Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to airy thinness beat.
“If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fix’d foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th’ other do.
“And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.”
(Stzs. 4–8.)
Even in death this love will still live. Thus
Lord Herbert explains that his love has passed
over into that of the soul, and it will be as immortal
as the soul.
“But since I must depart, and that our love
Springing at first but in an earthly mould
Transplanted to our souls, now doth remove
Earthly affects, which time and distance would,
Nothing now can our loves allay,
Though as the better Spirits will,
That both love us and know our ill,
We do not either all the good we may.
Thus when our Souls that must immortal be,
For our loves cannot die, nor we (unless
We die not both together) shall be free
Unto their open and eternal peace.
Sleep, Death’s Embassador, and best
Image, doth yours often so show,
That I thereby must plainly know,
Death unto us must be freedom and rest.”
[11]
The second characteristic of this love is that
it is purely contemplative, informing the mind
with knowledge rather than satisfying the
senses with pleasure. Habington has left a
poem entitled “To the World. The Perfection
of Love,” in which he contrasts this love in
which the soul is engaged with thoughts with
the love of sense.
“You who are earth, and cannot rise
Above your sence,
Boasting the envyed wealth which lyes
Bright in your mistris’ lips or eyes,
Betray a pittyed eloquence.
“That, which doth joyne our soules, so light
And quicke doth move,
That, like the eagle in his flight,
It doth transcend all humane sight,
Lost in the element of love.
“You poets reach not this, who sing
The praise of dust
But kneaded, when by theft you bring
The rose and lilly from the spring,
Τ’ adorne the wrinckled face of lust.
“When we speake love, nor art, nor wit
We glosse upon:
Our soules engender, and beget
Ideas which you counterfeit
In your dull propagation.
“While time seven ages shall disperse,
Wee’le talke of love,
And when our tongues hold no commerse,
Our thoughts shall mutually converse;
And yet the blood no rebell prove.
“And though we be of severall kind,
Fit for offence:
Yet are we so by love refin’d,
From impure drosse we are all mind,
Death could not more have conquer’d sence.”
By virtue of this contemplation in love the
passion was freed from any disturbing element
due to absence, just as the restriction of love
to the soul had been thought to do. Vaughan
boasts to Amoret that he can dispense with a
sight of her face or with a kiss because when
absent from her he can court the mind.
“Just so base, sublunary lovers’ hearts
Fed on loose profane desires,
May for an eye
Or face comply:
But those remov’d, they will as soon depart,
And show their art,
And painted fires.
“Whilst I by pow’rful love, so much refin’d,
That my absent soul the same is,
Careless to miss
A glance or kiss,
Can with these elements of lust and sense
Freely dispense,
And court the mind.”
In the examples thus far given, the character
of the passion as shared by lover and beloved has
been merely described. There was an attempt
made in some of this poetry to define love as
if it were a something to be analyzed—a product,
as it were, of psychological elaboration.
Vaughan has indicated the two traits in the
love lyrist of the seventeenth century, when he
gives the following title to a lyric,—“To
Amoret, of the Difference ’Twixt Him and
Other Lovers, and What True Love Is.” In
defining “What True Love Is,” the poets show
that it cannot be desire, but is rather an essence
pure in itself, and in one instance it is described
as something unknowable either to sense or
to mind.
Donne has left a letter in verse “To the
Countess of Huntingdon,” in which he carefully
explains how love cannot be desire. Sighing
and moaning may be love, but it is love made
in a weak way; love should never cast one
down, but should elevate.
“I cannot feel the tempest of a frown;
I may be raised by love, but not thrown down;
Though I can pity those sigh twice a day,
I hate that thing whispers itself away.
Yet since all love is fever, who to trees
Doth talk, doth yet in love’s cold ague freeze.
’Tis love, but with such fatal weakness made,
That it destroys itself with its own shade.”
(ll. 27–34.)
At first love was mere desire, ignorant of its
object; but now love is a matter of the soul,
and it is profane to call rages of passion love.