Ode to a Nightingale: A Critical Analysis:
Ode to a Nightingale is one of the famous odes of John Keats. It addresses a bird, Nightingale which stands for an ideal world where everything exists in a perfect order. It may symbolise the pure or unmixed joy. It may also stand for an artist and its song for a perfect piece of art. But the poem is structured around a series of binaries of ideal and real, joy and pain, intensity of feeling and numbness or lack of feeling and life and death. The poet wavers between these binaries throughout the poem. Even at the end of the poem he is doubtful of the existence of the ideal world of the Nightingale as well as his imaginative flight into that world. His conflict and doubt may be attributed to his ‘negative capability’, capability of being in mysteries, uncertainties and in doubt. This conflict forms the heart of the poem and makes it more appealing to the reader.
The
poem begins with the poet listening to the song of Nightingale. His senses
become numb and dull due to the excess of feelings of joy that Nightingale is
pouring forth in his song: “MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pain/ My
sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk”. The poet compares this state of
numbness to a state of having drunk hemlock, a poisonous European herb, or
consumed an opiate and “Lethe wards sunk.” Lethe is an allusion to one of the
five rivers of the Ancient Greek underworld, Hades. The Ancient Greeks believed
that a soul drank from Lethe before reincarnation to eradicate the memory of
their previous life. The repetition of ‘s’ in ‘a drowsy numbness pains my
sense,’ combined with the long ‘o’ and ‘a’ sounds, sonically reflects the
speaker’s soporific state .The poet’s ambivalent emotional response, which
constitutes a mixture of pain and pleasure, to the song of Nightingale is
possibly due to the imperfect nature of human mind and its inability to
experience the absolute happiness. That’s why perhaps P.B. Shelley says in To
a Skylark : “We look before and
after, / And pine for what is
not:/ Our sincerest laughter/ With some pain is fraught;/ Our sweetest
songs are those that tell of saddest thought”.
In the next stanza the poet longs
for wine to “fade away” in the mystic world of Nightingale. The description of
the beautifully picturesque, sensuous and appeals to our different senses. This
wine not only consists in all the goodness of flowers and country green but
also it evokes the entire festive mood merry making in an idyllic village: “Tasting
of Flora and the country-green,/Dance, and Provençal song, and sunburnt mirth!”.
In the next stanza the poet stops his imaginative flight for a while and comes
back to the real world of “The weariness, the fever, and the fret” what
Nightingale “among the leaves hast never known”. Here youth and beauty are transitory and thinking
only causes despair. So the poet decides to escape into the world of Nightingale
again not by dint of wine but by poetic imagination, “ the viewless wings of
poesy”. Now the poet reaches the world of nightingale. In spite of the presence
of the full moon, it is dimly lighted because of the dense green forest which
casts “verdurous gloom” and allows a meagre amount of moon light to reach the
earth through its “mossy ways”.
The 5th Stanza is the climax of the poet’s
imaginative flight. It is a rich
description of the speaker’s surroundings. It is so dark that he identifies the
plants and flowers around him through their scents, employing olfactory imagery.
But the stanza gives the impression of the juxtaposition of beauty and death as
Keats refers to an “embalmed darkness”, “Fast fading violet covered up in
leaves” and the allusion to the funeral flower of musk-rose. Keats seems to be
telling us that death does not mean the end of beauty for his soul. Death maybe
is not just a release from the earthly confinements and mortal pains but also
the way to perpetuate the moment of ecstasy. This is clearly expressed in the
next stanza. The intensification of contrasting feelings of pain and pleasure
turns into his death wish: “I have been half in love
with easeful Death,/ Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,/ To take into
the air my quiet breath;/ Now more than ever seems it rich to die,” .But the
poet’s attitude to death is ambivalent as he realises that death will not bring
him closer to nightingale. It leads the poet to non-existence, inability to
feel the bird's ecstasy: “Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in
vain—/ To thy high requiem become a sod.”
The meditative trance with which
the poem begins and which reaches its peak in the fourth and fifth stanzas and
that starts declining in the sixth, continues in the stanza VII through the
mundane images of "hungry generations". The poet again compares the
nightingale’s care free state of existence to his present one, in which “hungry
generations tread” each other for survival. Nightingales’s song also soothed
agony of the distressed soul to different persons (Ancient emperor, clown, Biblical
homesick Ruth and captive princess of the Middle age) at different times in the
past. Though they sought inspiration from the song of nightingale, they could
never be united with nightingale remained at their solitary state of his
existence. The solitary state of the existence of the captive princess reminds
the poet that of his own, the unbridgeable distance between the poet and the
nightingale. The widening of this eternal gap is marked by the slow rhythm of
the verses towards the end of the poem.
This decline, this awareness and
awakening will be completed with the transition between this penultimate stanza
and the last as the word "forlorn" (l.79 and l.80) closes the former
and opens the latter with a change in its meaning, the second one referring to
the dreamer, now back to his "sole self”(l.72), to the physical and real
world, and the Romantic flight of imagination not being sustained any
more.. "Adieu! The fancy cannot
cheat so well" (l.73) It is the end of the poet’s exaltation. That stanza
VIII begins with the poet bidding farewell to the nightingale. The bird has
ceased to be a symbol and is again the actual bird the poet heard in stanza I,
closing in a perfect circle the poem. The bird flies away to another spot to
sing, but he cannot follow it as he had hoped; he had only momentarily been
separated from himself by its song. Even as he listens, the melody fades into
the distance like an illusion, slowly. The end of the dream, the return to
reality is also accompanied with a hard awareness as a painful pilgrimage that
the Ode has been: the knowledge of the limitation of the power of imagination
which is identified with the nightingale and that parallelism is made complete
when imagination departs the poet at the same time the nightingale does.
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