What they felt was not mimesis but “participation,” unity, and community.
Even Plato, the supposed father of idealism, does not make the mimesis absolutely unreal.
Neither Plato nor Mr. Emerson recognizes any causative force in the mimesis.
The enemy that eats you is not the only one to be deceived; mimesis must also play its colour-tricks on him whom you have to eat.
Now go and practice your mimesis in order to receive a welcome from the Anthophora or the Chalicodoma!
Never, never in my life before did I dream that dramatic art, poetry, and mimesis could attain to such ideal splendour.
The habit of this mimesis of the thing desired, is set up, and ritual begins.