Can someone help me with the interpretation of an edgar allan poe poem? "Imitation"?The poem:
Imitation
A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride -
A mystery, and a dream,
Should my early life seem;
I say that dream was fraught
With a wild and waking thought
Of beings that have been,
Which my spirit hath not seen,
Had I let them pass me by,
With a dreaming eye!
Let none of earth inherit
That vision of my spirit;
Those thoughts I would control,
As a spell upon his soul:
For that bright hope at last
And that light time have past,
And my worldly rest hath gone
With a sigh as it passed on:
I care not though it perish
With a thought I then did cherish
thank you.
Posted by AmyWalker
To me it sounds like he's either having a dream of being dead or he's actually seeing a ghost walking on this earth for only a quick moment.
Thats what I think anyway
Posted by Kevin S
I think the poet is saying that "imitation" was how he started out...imitating the work of others that had come before...before he was alive, but also before his youth and innocence were gone. However, he doesn't regret that time because he wouldn't be who he is today if it weren't for the stories and visions of those who came before him and helped him get better by allowing him to imitate...and when that time of youth was past, when his worldly "rest" had past, it went with a sigh...and he doesn't care that it's gone, even though at the time he cherished the moment. He says, "let none of earth inherit that vision of my spirit"...in other words, if he had not imitated the great and allowed their works to pass him by, then no one would inherit his vision either...or if they said he shouldn't have, then they shouldn't be allowed to either.
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