Presentation on theme: "Lecture 7. He bursts upon them all, Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swelled with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks."— Presentation transcript:
He bursts upon them all, Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swelled with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud Howl oer the masts, and sing thro every shroud : Pale, trembling, tired the sailors freeze with fears, And instant death on every wave appears.
For the mind is naturally elevated by the true Sublime, and so sensibly affected with its lively strokes, that it swells in transport and an inward pride, as if what was only heard had been the product of its own invention.
Whatever is fitted in any sort to excite the ideas of pain and danger, that is to say, whatever is in any sort terrible, or is conversant about terrible objects, or operates in a manner analogous to terror, is a source of the sublime.
All The multitude of angels, with a Shout Loud as from numbers without number
John Martin, Joshua commanding the sun to stand still at Gibeon 1816 The nations tremble at the dreadful sound, Heavn thunders, tempests roar, and groans the ground.
And God said Let there be light, and there was light. William Blake, The Ancient of Days 1794
Voici le jour! Pour nous cest un signal dalarmes. De victoire! Quel cri doit y répondre ? Aux armes! Richard Kissling, Statue of William Tell 1895