from CHAPTER 14
[LYRICAL BALLADS AND POETIC CONTROVERSY]
"Doubtless,"
as Sir John Davies observes of the soul (and his words may with slight
alteration be applied, and even more appropriately to the poetic IMAGINATION.)
Doubtless
this could not be, but that she turns
Bodies to spirit by sublimation strange,
As fire converts to fire the things it burns,
As we our food into our nature change.
From
their gross matter she abstracts their forms,
And draws a kind of quintessence from things;
Which to her proper nature she transforms
To bear them light on her celestial wings.
Thus
does she, when from individual states
She doth abstract the universal kinds;
Which then re-clothed in divers names and fates
Steal access through our senses to our minds.