thomas chatterton

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beh, sicuramente posteriore a shakespeare (ricordato tuttavia principalmente per il suo ruolo in drammaturgia, non per quello poetico), anteriore a blake, wordsworth, coleridge e tutti gli altri poeti che normalmente vengono studiati in letteratura inglese.
the truth is chatterton actually kicks asses.
seriamente, lo considero tra i migliori poeti inglesi di sempre SE NON il migliore, direttamente. minchia.
morto suicida a 17 anni, nella sua breve ma estremamente intensa vita poetica ha posto basi ed ispirazione per il romanticismo inglese, movimento sviluppatosi solo dopo alcuni lustri.
(un ringraziamento speciale a vigny che me l'ha fatto conoscere)

http://www.poemhunter.com/thomas-chatterton/

chiaro esempio del suo potere:

A Hymn for Christmas Day

        Almighty Framer of the Skies!
O let our pure devotion rise,
Like Incense in thy Sight!
Wrapt in impenetrable Shade
The Texture of our Souls were made
Till thy Command gave light.
The Sun of Glory gleam'd the Ray,
Refin'd the Darkness into Day,
And bid the Vapours fly;
Impell'd by his eternal Love
He left his Palaces above
To cheer our gloomy Sky.

How shall we celebrate the day,
When God appeared in mortal clay,
The mark of worldly scorn;
When the Archangel's heavenly Lays,
Attempted the Redeemer's Praise
And hail'd Salvation's Morn!


A Humble Form the Godhead wore,
The Pains of Poverty he bore,
To gaudy Pomp unknown;
Tho' in a human walk he trod
Still was the Man Almighty God
In Glory all his own.

Despis'd, oppress'd, the Godhead bears
The Torments of this Vale of tears;
Nor bade his Vengeance rise;
He saw the Creatures he had made,
Revile his Power, his Peace invade;
He saw with Mercy's Eyes.

How shall we celebrate his Name,
Who groan'd beneath a Life of shame
In all Afflictions tried!
The Soul is raptured to concieve
A Truth, which Being must believe,
The God Eternal died.

My Soul exert thy Powers, adore,
Upon Devotion's plumage sar
To celebrate the Day;
The God from whom Creation sprung
Shall animate my grateful Tongue;
From him I'll catch the Lay!