“But look, the morn in russet mantle clad
Walks o’er the dew of yon high eastern hill!”
[4] It is not merely physical resemblances that are best indicated by
imagery. Thoughts and sentiments are often poetically enforced by a
comparison, which in pure reason is not to the point.
“Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that’s gone;
_Violets pluck’d the sweetest rain
Makes not fresh or grow again_.”
[5] Coventry Patmore in a review of Tennyson’s _Princess_, quoted in
Patmore’s _Life_, i. 106.