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The poetry of Erasmus Darwin
(3)HENCE when a Monarch or a mushroom dies,
Awhile extinct the organic matter lies;
But, as a few short hours or years revolve,
Alchemic powers the changing mass dissolve;
Born to new life unnumberd insects pant,
New buds surround the microscopic plant;
Whose embryon senses, and unwearied frames,
Feel finer goads, and blush with purer flames;
Renascent joys from irritation spring,
Stretch the long root, or wave the aurelian wing.When thus a squadron or an army yields,
And festering carnage loads the waves or fields;
When few from famines or from plagues survive,
Or earthquakes swallow half a realm alive;
While Nature sinks in Times destructive storms,
The wrecks of Death are but a change of forms;
Emerging matter from the grave returns,
Feels new desires, with new sensations burns;
With youths first bloom a finer sense acquires,
And Loves and Pleasures fan the rising fires.
Thus sainted PAUL, O Death! exulting cries,
Where is thy sting? O Grave! thy victories?This passage, Harry Rutherford tells us, is “from Canto IV of The Temple of Nature, where [Erasmus] Darwin comes within a whisker of stating the principle of natural selection.”
Harry has a most interesting review of a
newbiography by Desmond King-Hele of this grandfather to Charles Darwin over at Heraclitean Fire. Says Harry of this passage of poetry:I love the cheeky jabs at both royalty and religion; firstly in lumping together a monarch and a mushroom as comparable lumps of organic matter, and then the way he implies that acting as compost for plants and food for insects is what St Paul had in mind with Oh Death! Where is thy sting? But there is also a kind of slightly nutty grandeur to the poetry.
The whole review is worth a read, both for the perspective it gives us on the more [in]famous Darwin, and for a look at the man himself, who was.
a doctor by trade, and one of the most highly rated in the country, but was one of those classic Enlightenment figures whose interests included botany, meteorology, physics, chemistry, engineering, philosophy and just about anything else that came his way. And for a few years he was the most successful and critically acclaimed poet in England.
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3 Responses to “The poetry of Erasmus Darwin”
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Just a trivial correction of detail: it’s not actually a new biographyit’s from 1999. But I’m glad you liked my post about it either way
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I like your pictures of trees in Kew Gardens, too, Harry.
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Thanks !




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