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Aurora (search for this): chapter 12
to a common friend of Romney and herself in England, taking Marian and her child with her, continues her journey to Italy. The party make their home in Florence. After some months had passe, Romney unexpectedly appears at their house. He tells Aurora what had happened in her absence. He had turned his country-seat into a phalanstery. It had been set on fire and burned to the ground. In rescuing one of his patients, he had been stricken down by a falling beam. The injury had made him hope of marriage with Marian. But Marian's love has been killed by the sorrow and shame through which she has passed, and she refuses to marry him. And so, as Romney has loved Aurora with unabated affection since his former offer of marriage, and as Aurora discovers that she has all the time unconsciously loved her cousin, they are married. Of course a very imperfect conception of the poem can be obtained from this meagre outline of the plot. This is the mere skeleton, which is to be covered wi
Theodore Tilton (search for this): chapter 12
e country, as you probably observe; but I shall be forgiven one day; and meanwhile, forgiven or unforgiven, it. is satisfactory to one's own soul to have spoken the truth as one apprehends the truth. It may readily be supposed that Mrs. Browning's deep love of liberty would have led her to take a deep interest in America. That this was indeed the case, her own writings and the testimony of her friends give us abundant evidence. Her interest in the American anti-slavery struggle, says Mr. Tilton, was deep and earnest. She was a watcher of its progress, and afar off mingled her soul with its struggles. She corresponded with its leaders, and entered into the fellowship of their thoughts. She wrote for a little book, which the Abolitionists published in 1848, called the Liberty bell, a poem entitled A curse for a nation. Of this we will quote a single verse as a specimen:-- Because yourselves are standing straight In the state Of Freedom's foremost acolyte, Yet keep calm foo
Mary Russell Mitford (search for this): chapter 12
d with it that she executed an entirely-new version, which was included in a subsequent collection of her poems. In 1835 she formed an acquaintance with Mary Russell Mitford, which soon ripened into intimacy. To this intimacy the public are indebted for Mrs. Browning's charming little poem, addressed To flush, my dog (Flush was a gift from Miss Mitford), and for the oft-quoted description of Miss Barrett as a young lady in her friend's Recollections of a literary life. This sketch is so graphic, and gives so much information not elsewhere to be found, that we must quote from it a few extracts. Miss Mitford thus describes her friend as she appeareMiss Mitford thus describes her friend as she appeared at the age of twenty-six :-- Of a slight, delicate figure, with a shower of dark curls falling on either side of a most expressive face, large, tender eyes, richly fringed by dark eyelashes, a smile like a sunbeam, and such a look of youthfulness that I had some difficulty in persuading a friend that the translatress of the
Dante (search for this): chapter 12
e awful spectacle. The very theme of the poem is enough to show that it must be a failure. The task of depicting the feelings which that stupendous sacrifice awakened in seraphic souls, is one which no one of our race should attempt. What do we know of the workings of angelic natures? If, as Mrs. Browning so often tells us, truth is an essential quality of poetry, how can we look for poetry where there is no basis on which truth can rest? A poet of imperial imagination, like Milton or Dante, may successfully introduce angels as actors in an epic poem, where the interest centres in what is done, and in which there is a groundwork of human action, and the most prominent actors are men; but is not this far different from attempting to depict dramatically the working of angelic natures? As might naturally be expected, therefore, the Seraphim is a failure. It is extravagant, mystical, and, in some places, very unpleasant, by reason of its efforts to depict what should be foreve
Marian Erle (search for this): chapter 12
learns, by occasional information derived from their common friends, that he is devoting himself with great zeal to lessening the sum of human misery. At length she is told that her cousin is about to marry a young girl of the lowest origin, whom he has met with while carrying on his philanthropic labors. She visits this young lady, and finds her to be, in spite of her low origin, winning and refined. At her rooms she meets with Romney. He explains to her his design in marrying this Marian Erle, which is to protest against the insuperable barrier which custom has raised between the different classes of society. To increase the effect of this strange union, Romney gives public notice that the marriage will take place in a London church. At the appointed hour the church is crowded with a mixed assemblage, composed of curious people of fashion, and a large and foul delegation from the class to which the bride belongs. The hour arrives, but no bridal party appears. After some d
Adam (search for this): chapter 12
raphim, but is hardly less open to criticism. It is based upon the expulsion of Adam and Eve from the garden of Eden. The following is an outline of its plot: The ping scorn, and bids him depart and leave earth to God. The scene then changes. Adam and Eve appear in the distance, flying across the glare made by the flaming sworow changes to the outer extremity of the light cast by the flaming sword. There Adam and Eve stand and look forward into the gloom. Eve, in an agony of remorse, thrn the ground, and begs her husband to spurn her, his seducer, from him forever. Adam raises and comforts her, and assures her of his forgiveness and continued love. ay by a lament coming from his lost love, the morning star. In the next scene Adam and Eve have advanced farther into a wild, open country. As they stand lamentinfor the curse they have brought upon God's fair creation. When they have driven Adam and Eve to a frenzy of agony, Christ appears, rebukes the earth-spirits and comm
England (search for this): chapter 12
hed passages rather than as a single work of art; and to one reading it thus it is full of interest and profit. Though not worthy of being the great work of Mrs. Browning's life, it must hold a high rank among the poems which the present century has produced. In 1859 Mrs. Browning published a little book entitled Poems before Congress. These poems, which contained eulogies upon Louis Napoleon for the assistance which he had rendered to Italy in her struggle for independence, and blamed England for lukewarmness toward the new nation struggling into freedom, were severely criticised by the English press. She was called disloyal to her native land, and was said to have prostituted her genius to eulogizing a tyrant and usurper. How far her opinions as to Napoleon's character and motives in assisting Italy to freedom were correct is a question into which we will not enter here. Had she been living in the fall of 1867, she would probably have found occasion to modify her opinion. B
London Athenaeum (search for this): chapter 12
gher beauty is found in the truth and spiritual illumination of to-day. What nobler creed for a poet than this:--What is true and just and honest, What is lovely, what is pure,-- All of praise that hath admonished All of virtue, shall endure; These are themes for poets' uses, Stirring nobler than the muses, Ere Pan was dead. We cannot find a more suitable place than this in which to speak of a prose work of Mrs. Browning's, published after her death, but originally printed in the London Athenaeum in 1842, entitled Essays on the Greek Christian Poets and the English Poets. It is written in a terse and vigorous style, disfigured here and there by a harsh or unpleasant figure or strained metaphor, but possessing sufficient merit to show that their author might have attained a high rank as a prose writer. Their most noticeable merit is a certain felicity in putting subtle spiritual thought into language. They are of especial interest to the student of Mrs. Browning's poetry, as
Geraldine (search for this): chapter 12
slow stages to her father's house in London. There she lived for seven years, confined to a darkened room, at times so feeble that life seemed almost extinct, but struggling against debility and suffering with almost unexampled heroism. There she continued her studies, having a Plato bound like a novel to deceive her physician, who feared that mental application would react injuriously upon her enfeebled frame. There she wrote, while lying on a couch, unable to sit erect, the poem of Lady Geraldine's courtship in twelve hours, in order that the volume of her poems to be published in this country might be completed in season to catch the steamer. From that sick chamber went forth poems sufficient in quantity to be the result of industrious application on the part of one in good health. And though these poems bear marks of the peculiar circumstances in which they were written, in a somewhat morbid tone, they show no trace of debility in thought or imagination. Mrs. Browning has wr
Italian (search for this): chapter 12
Mrs. Browning died childless, she never could have written that noble poem entitled Mother and poet, in which she has expressed so powerfully the anguish of that Italian poetess, whose two sons fell fighting for Italian liberty. Nor could she have written Only a curl, that touching, exquisite poem written to console two bereaved Italian liberty. Nor could she have written Only a curl, that touching, exquisite poem written to console two bereaved friends in America. Those who are fond of making comparisons will find a good opportunity for the exercise of their ingenuity in comparing this little poem with that of Tennyson entitled To J. S., likewise written to comfort an afflicted friend. That of the laureate is a far more beautiful, work of art; after reading its melodiour poems as in no other does an intense love for God and man throb and palpitate. They glow as do no others with the enthusiasm of humanity. Whether they sing of Italian patriots, or the ragged children of London, or the fugitive slaves of America, they have an intense moral earnestness, springing from an intense love of the race.
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