The Coming of War: Actaeon
The Coming of War: Actaeon - meaning Summary
A Vision of Actaeon
The poem presents a mythic, dreamlike scene in which landscape images—Lethe, gray cliffs, a harsh sea—converge into the sudden naming of Actaeon. The speaker witnesses a moving, perilous procession: Actaeon strides over meadows while ancient, restless hosts follow. The poem evokes an inexorable, ominous advance and the sense of a past power resurfacing, mixing memory, myth, and the foreboding of destructive arrival.
Read Complete AnalysesAn image of Lethe, and the fields Full of faint light but golden, Gray cliffs, and beneath them A sea Harsher than granite, unstill, never ceasing; High forms with the movement of gods, Perilous aspect; And one said: 'This is Actaeon.' Actaeon of golden greaves! Over fair meadows, Over the cool face of that field, Unstill, ever moving Hosts of an ancient people, The silent cortège.
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