The
container which is Gray's poem could no longer hold the vision
which Blake wished to communicate. Contemplating the death of
a cat could not adequately reveal the mysteries of the fall
into materiality of a being whose home was Eternity. But this
vision took hold of Blake's imagination and he was compelled
to represent it in the last two illustration to Gray's Ode on
the Death of a Favorite Cat.
These
are the cosmic questions which always beg for answers: Why did
the material world come into being? How is the world of matter
related to the creative void from which it came? How can
material beings shed their bonds and return to their Eternal
Abode?
Blake never ceased to seek answers to these questions. His Art, poetic and visual, is the answer he found.
Illustration 5
"Malignant Fate sat by & smild
The slippery verge her feet beguild
she tumbled headlong in"
Illustration 6
"Nine times emerging from the flood
"She mew'd to every watry God"
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In
commenting on the Arlington Tempera in an earlier post, I
made this statement:
"Represented in this section is the Soul's
being born to Death, and her dying to to Life Eternal.
The womb of the cave has become a tomb because the entry
into this new life ends the Soul's consciousness of life
Eternal. Death is the metaphor
for man's journey through experience to regain awareness
of the Eternal.
Blake represents this birth/death in the
metaphor of receiving a garment or body which clothes the
soul in this world of mortality. The females in this
section are in the process of descending or ascending;
weaving a garment or receiving a woven garment; carrying
their water or spilling their water; winding or
unwinding the 'golden string'. Entering the world of
generation is a blessing and a
curse, a mercy and a trial; both aspects are suggested
here."
Milton
Klonsky indicates the parallel in Blake's
final two illustrations of Gray's poem with the gnostic myth
of Sophia being tempted by her own reflection into falling
into materiality. The fish which previously have been benign
are now armed and armored to imply the struggle which
characterizes life in the physical world.
Man's
plight in the material world is seen in the following passage.
He had come to rely on his own mind and the resources of
nature ignoring the Divine Vision which seeks his return.
Jerusalem, Plate 28, (E 175)
"Then spoke the Spectrous Chaos to Albion darkning cold
From the back & loins where dwell the Spectrous Dead
I am your Rational Power O Albion & that Human Form
You call Divine, is but a Worm seventy inches long
That creeps forth in a night & is dried in the morning sun
In fortuitous concourse of memorys accumulated & lost
It plows the Earth in its own conceit, it overwhelms the Hills
Beneath its winding labyrinths, till a stone of the brook
Stops it in midst of its pride among its hills & rivers[.]
Battersea & Chelsea mourn, London & Canterbury tremble
Their place shall not be found as the wind passes over[.]
The ancient Cities of the Earth remove as a traveller
And shall Albions Cities remain when I pass over them
With my deluge of forgotten remembrances over the tablet
So spoke the Spectre to Albion. he is the Great Selfhood
Satan: Worshipd as God by the Mighty Ones of the Earth
Having a white Dot calld a Center from which branches out
A Circle in continual gyrations. this became a Heart
From which sprang numerous branches varying their motions
Producing many Heads three or seven or ten, & hands & feet
Innumerable at will of the unfortunate contemplator
Who becomes his food[:] such is the way of the Devouring Power
And this is the cause of the appearance in the frowning Chaos[.]
Albions Emanation which he had hidden in jealousy
Appeard now in the frowning Chaos prolific upon the Chaos
Reflecting back to Albion in Sexual Reasoning Hermaphroditic
Albion spoke. Who art thou that appearest in gloomy pomp
Involving the Divine Vision in colours of autumn ripeness
I never saw thee till this time, nor beheld life abstracted
Nor darkness immingled with light on my furrowd field
Whence camest thou! who art thou O loveliest? the Divine Vision
Is as nothing before thee, faded is all life and joy
Vala replied in clouds of tears Albions garment embracing"
Becoming
free from the illusion that man is trapped in his mortal body
can set him free from perceiving time and space as the
totality. Man is released to his true home which is Eternal
and Infinite. Songs of Innocence & of Experience, Song 52, (E 30)
To Tirzah
"Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth,
Must be consumed with the Earth
To rise from Generation free;
Then what have I to do with thee?
The Sexes sprung from Shame & Pride
Blow'd in the morn: in evening died
But Mercy changd Death into Sleep;
The Sexes rose to work & weep.
Thou Mother of my Mortal part.
With cruelty didst mould my Heart.
And with false self-decieving tears,
Didst bind my Nostrils Eyes & Ears.
Didst close my Tongue in senseless clay
And me to Mortal Life betray:
The Death of Jesus set me free,
Then what have I to do with thee?
[text on illustration: It is Raised a Spiritual Body]
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