"There was a time in my demented youth/ When somehow I suspected
that the truth/"... because if, at first these lines brought to my
mind T.S.Eliot's "There will be time to murder and create" ( line 28,
S.A.P) and Eliot's own explorations about "time before and after.",
soon two other associations appeared, both stemming from Wordsworth.
The first, his Ode on "Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of
Early Childhood", begins with "There was a time when meadow, grove,
and stream,/ The earth, and every common sight,/ To me did seem.../"
The second, a reference in "Tintern Abbey" that goes from PF' s Canto
Two to Canto Three, through a river "Wye" : "How oft, in spirit,
have I turned to thee,/ O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods,/...
But then Coleridge's own lines rushed in ( thanks to Borges):
"There was a time when, though my path was rough,/ This joy within
me dallied with distress,/ And all misfortunes were but as the staff/
Whence Fancy made me dream of happiness/ For hope grew round me, like
the twining vine/ and fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine./
...And haply by abstruse research to steal/ From my own nature all the
natural man/ This was my sole resource, my only plan:/ Till that which
suits a part infects the whole,/ And now it almost grown the habit of
my soul" ( "Ode on Dejection" ).
If one does not realize that here Colerige is describing his "habit of
despair", the line that deals with "that which suits a part infects the
whole" might also seem to apply to Stevenson's Jekyl& Hyde...
And here I see a distinction between the poets contained in such
a spider-web and VN's own creation.
In "Pale Fire" I don't encounter pessimism following sadness and loss,
nor self-pity dominating over nostalgia. There is hope mingled with
VN's common coupling of "pain and panic" ( "Pnin", "Ada"). there are
parodies, games, humor and - most probably, wisdom!
Jansy