Showing posts with label Nature of Death in the 19th Century. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nature of Death in the 19th Century. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Nature of Death in the 19th Century


Throughout the 19th century, as Great Britain transitioned through several different literary movements, two basic themes were consistently prevalent in the literature of the time period. Though they were constantly, and sometimes radically, changing and evolving with the times throughout the 1800s, the themes of nature and death seemed to be perpetually intertwined in British literature, made evident through analysis of works by literary giants like William Wordsworth, John Keats, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and Thomas Hardy. These writers, whether influenced by their own historical contexts or simply by the literary movements they found themselves writing in, all seemed to blend death and nature together in their own unique ways and, through close reading and careful analysis of the texts, the reader can clearly see the evolution of two common literary themes.
First, however, we have to go back to the beginning, back to what started it all and identify exactly who or what brought nature into the limelight. The man’s name was Edmund Burke, and as we learned during the class presentation on the sublime, he was the author of A Philosophical Enquiry into the Origin of our Ideas of the Sublime and Beautiful. The sublime was described in several different ways: lofty and elevated style, noble, beautiful, awesome, etc. Burke himself explained it as “pleasurable terror.” The concept of the sublime was responsible for sparking this obsession with nature at the peak of the Romantic era, especially prevalent in rural areas, as the sublime’s influence was immediately recognizable when presented with such astounding landscapes.

John Martin created this engraving, Pandæmonium, in 1825 as part of a set for John Milton’s Paradise Lost. As the capital city of Hell within Milton’s epic poem, this image certainly achieves the quality of sublime, by both dictionary definition standards and Burke’s standards of being an exemplar of “pleasurable terror.”
So that’s where Wordsworth comes in, “…the only man who incorporated poetry with his life, and spent each hour as a priest at the altars of nature and humanity…” While Burke popularized the sublime, it was Wordsworth, with a little help from his friend Samuel Taylor Coleridge, who popularized the theme of nature in literature with his publication of Lyrical Ballads, setting the bar for all who would follow him and starting the precedent “…of Nature as the measure by which to judge whether a poem’s expression of feeling was genuine or not” (Black, Conolly, and et al 110). Not only did Wordsworth completely capture the sublime in his portrayal of the natural world, he curiously entwined the theme of death with that of nature – no stranger to death himself, considering his parents were both dead by the time he was thirteen – and this is shown through his poem “We Are Seven,” in which the narrator unsuccessfully attempts to convince a little girl that her dead siblings no longer exist. Wordsworth portrays the little girl as a nymph, an emblem of nature, “wildly clad” and possessing “a rustic, woodland air” (Wordsworth, Lines 9, 10). When asked by the narrator, “‘Sisters and brothers, little maid, / How many may you be?’” she replies, “‘Seven are we,’” explaining that four have moved away and “‘Two of us in the church-yard lie’” (Wordsworth, Lines 13-14, 18, 21). Although the narrator tries to correct her logic and explain that if two are dead, she’s left with five, not seven, Porphyria astutely points out in her blog post, “Natural Communion,” that the little girl counters by showing that the graves of her siblings are not frightening or ominous, but “green” and just “‘Twelve steps or more from [her] mother’s door,’” likely emphasizing the idea that those who maintain a connection with nature (the “green graves” being signifiers of nature) are never far from their departed loved ones (Wordsworth, Line 39). Also worth mentioning, as Daydreamer helpfully notes in a blog post entitled, “Peace That Transcends Understanding,” is the fact that the little girl’s descriptions of her siblings’ deaths, especially Jane’s, are very natural and very calm, explaining that “‘…God released [her sister] of her pain, / And then she went away’” (Wordsworth, Lines 51-52). This quick and easy description of death with no negative emotions tainting the image allow Wordsworth to drive home his point that death is as natural a thing as nature itself, and that to be at peace with one is ultimately to be at peace with the other, as this little girl reveals.

This picture, Eldena Ruin, was painted by Casper David Friedrich in 1825 and is indicative of the sublime qualities that Burke showed to the world. The ruins, with greenery growing all around them, are reminiscent of the “green graves” from “We Are Seven” and hint at the naturalness of ruin, decay, and ultimately death. While the theme of death often conveys feelings of sorrow or anger, this painting, much like Wordsworth’s poetry, is not at all depressing or hateful but instead seems to be at peace, instilling a similar emotion in the observer.
Although born 25 years after Wordsworth, John Keats died 29 years before him, and ironically enough, was a poet obsessed with death, as ShyGuy informs us in his blog post, “Keats, opening lines andfear of mortality.” Much like Wordsworth’s, Keats’s life was a difficult one from the start, as both of his parents died by the time he was fourteen, but he didn’t make it any easier for himself by “aligning himself with Wordsworth’s naturalism,” possibly hoping Wordsworth would one day pass him the torch, so to speak, not knowing he would die almost three decades before Wordsworth (Black, Conolly, and et al 421). Even after being ridiculed by Wordsworth himself, Keats’s poetry remained “devoted to nature and the human heart” (Black, Conolly, and et al 421). Then, suddenly face to face with “fears of his own early death,” brought on by the appearance of throat ulcers (symptoms of tuberculosis), Keats released an outpouring of now-famous odes and several Shakespearean sonnets, including his poem “When I Have Fears that I May Cease to Be” (Black, Conolly, and et al 422). In this sonnet, one of his most famous poems, Keats used imagery associated with nature to emphasize his unfulfilled potential, lamenting the lack of “…high piled books, in charact’ry,” that “Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain,” and the “Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, / …that [he] may never live to trace” (Keats, Lines 3-4, 6-7). Some consider “When I Have Fears…” to be a romantic poem and assume that the “fair creature of an hour” is his lover, but in a comment I posted on ShyGuy’s previously mentioned post, I assert that Keats isn’t referring to a woman in that line but to himself, alluding to the chronic throat ulcers that he discovered the year this poem was written since his days were numbered at that point (Keats, Line 9). And to wrap up this analysis of Keats’s sonnet, wanderlust made an excellent observation in his post, “Keatsand Negative Capability,” informing us of Keats’s display of negative compatibility, or his acceptance of the cruelties of the world and his submission to his own fate, an early death. Where Wordsworth blended nature and death into a harmonious and natural coexistence that emphasized the sublime, Keats instead chooses to represent nature as sublime yet unattainable – possibly placing the blame on Wordsworth – a symbol of his potential success, while he paints death as the unbeatable obstacle that blocks his way.
Unlike Wordsworth and Keats, Elizabeth Barrett Browning had an easy childhood and upbringing, relatively speaking, and was admired by both her contemporaries (Wordsworth included) and the general public. She is well known for essays, long narrative poetry, short political poetry, and even love poems. Despite the decent fortunes of her family, Barrett Browning lived much of her life in seclusion, possibly because of the numerous illnesses she suffered as a child or the deep depression she fell into at the death of her brother Edward. These events, compounded with her father’s overprotection, were the reasons that her experiences with nature were not as thorough as her experiences with death. In 1844, however, secluded, ill, depressed, sheltered or not, she published her most politically charged poem, “The Cry of the Children,” attacking the system of child labor that was rampant during the Industrial Revolution. In this poem, Barrett Browning’s representations of nature and death are given an unusual twist. As I stated in my blog post, “The Tone of theTimes,” this poem is very similar to other political pieces of this time period, such as Charles Dickens’s “A Walk in the Workhouse,” the key similarity being that the children in both pieces of literature crave death, telling Barrett Browning’s narrator that “‘It is good when it happens,’ say the children, / ‘That we die before our time’” (Barrett Browning, Lines 51-52). I agree with Cassiopeia’s argument in her post, “Cry of the Children,” that Barrett Browning is not only commenting on the horrors of child labor, but also contrasting the themes of nature and death within the context of the Industrial Revolution. However, I disagree with her assumption that nature represents life and the machines represent death, as well as Alpa Chino’s insistence in his blog post, “Social Awareness In The Cry Of The Children,” that everything could be solved by embracing nature, which symbolizes universal freedom and happiness for all people. The reason I disagree with these assertions is because I believe Barrett Browning has attributed a double meaning into each theme, nature and death. At the time of this poem’s publication, Barrett Browning was still living a life of seclusion under her father’s overprotective thumb, and so she attributes freedom and escape for the narrator (herself) with nature and writes longingly of “…young lambs…bleating in the meadows,” and “…young fawns…playing with the shadows” (Barrett Browning, Lines 5, 7). For her, this eternal stillness and seclusion in her father’s house are a form of death that she longs to escape, but for the children it’s the exact opposite! The children instead look at death and the choice to be still with longing, jealously recalling the death of Alice because “…the outside earth is cold; / And we young ones stand without,” while “…the smile has time for growing in her eyes: / And merry go her moments, lulled and stilled…” (Barrett Browning, Lines 34-35, 48-49). In this way, Barrett Browning reveals the sickness of the world, for there was a time when Wordsworth brought nature and death together in sublime harmony. Keats chased nature and feared death, and thus was destroyed. And now Barrett Browning, mirroring the low point in English society brought on by the Industrial Revolution, is unsure of both themes, putting them into a sort of stalemate with each other.
And finally, half a century after Barrett Browning’s thematic stalemate, we come to Thomas Hardy, who exclusively wrote novels until the mid-1890s when he switched to poetry. While some critics insist, “apart from the distinct individuality of Hardy’s poetry, we are struck by another outstanding feature – his ruthless pessimism,” his poem “The Darkling Thrush” is a beacon of optimism and redemption, as I said in my comment on JHam’s blog post, “A Revolution ofThe Industrial Kind,” a second chance for humanity. At first, the imagery is depressing; Hardy relates how “The land’s sharp features seemed to be / The Century’s corpse outleant,” presenting us with a historical period literally conquered by death, the “land’s sharp features,” JHam points out, likely representing factories and reminding us of the world in which Barrett Browning must have lived (Hardy, Lines 9-10). However, in the third stanza, Hardy breaks the pessimistic mold that critics have cast him in and delivers to readers an agent of nature and optimism in the form of “An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, / In blast-beruffled plume,” to sing “His happy good-night air” (Hardy, Lines 21-22, 30). Hardy’s narrator is taken aback by “such ecstatic sound” as nature’s emissary informs him of “Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew / And I was unaware” (Hardy, Lines 26, 31-32). This last minute arrival of nature at the dawn of the new year (the poem being written December 31) symbolizes mankind’s chance for a fresh start and presents the reader with an image that is truly sublime.
The 19th century was a time of rapid change in Great Britain, with numerous literary movements coming and going and the Industrial Revolution completely altering everyday life. However, the seemingly intertwined themes of nature and death within English literature, though applied in different ways over the years, have stood the test of time.

Works Cited
Black, Joseph, Leonard Conolly, et al. The Broadview
Anthology of British Literature Volume B.
Concise ed. Toronto: Broadview Press, 2007.
110-112, 421-422, 621-622, 851-852. Print.
"The Poetry of Thomas Hardy." The Academy and
literature, 1910-1914.2029 (1911): 350-1.
ProQuest. Web. 8 May 2013.
"Wordsworth." The Palladium : a monthly journal of
literature, politics, science, and art (1850): 214-23.
            ProQuest. Web. 8 May 2013.
Further reading:
http://www.victorianweb.org/history/hist8.html


Sunday, May 5, 2013

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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

A Revolution of The Industrial Kind

In the first part of "The Darkling Thrush" by Thomas Hardy, it appears as though he has a lack of faith in humanity's ability to sustain itself with the introduction of the Industrial Revolution.
The land's sharp features seemed to be
      The Century's corpse outleant,
His crypt the cloudy canopy,
      The wind his death-lament.
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
      Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
      Seemed fervourless as I.
The land's sharp features could be represented by factories since they would cast a sharp look to the skyline of a city and it is the remains of the previous century which is why he says "The Century's corpse outleant," Overall, he has a very pessimistic view of where society is headed because he feels as though the earth has been scoured of all it's beauty while he is only looking at a small part of it. Once the thrush enters and begins to sing it shocks him out of his dark desolate despair and reminds him that it really isn't that bad. There has to be something good still left. It almost seems like the best is yet to come.

Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
      And I was unaware.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Cry of the Children

Browning's Cry of the Children comes in an era where child labor is exponentially increasing alongside the Industrial Revoluation. Before, children would work on farms or in shops, but with technology growth, they started to work in factories instead as cheap labor. The urging for working children to "go out, children, from the mine and from the city" and play in the meadows presents the dichotmy of a society once agricultural, now industrial. Youth and life are associated with nature while the cold metal of machines are associated with death. The poem is not only drawing attention to the ghastly conditions of child labor, but also to the shift from nature to machine.

Cry of the Children draws attention to the conditions of child labor, forcing the audience to question society's role in taking away children's innocence. The poem blatantly describes the jaded and hopeless attitudes working children have toward death, God, and life. The ending lines say, "But a child's sob in the silence curses deeper/ Than the strong man in his wrath," indicating that though they are young and unwise, the pain a child endures can be more powerful than the petty vengences of a man. Children have raw emotion due to their inexperience, so they do not understand their pain as much as an adult does, but can feel it deeper than adults. Browning's poem calls for protection for the children and questions the morality of a society that uses children as another stepping stone toward power.

The Tone of the Times

I noticed a lot of similarities between Elizabeth Barrett Browning's "The Cry of the Children" and other publications of the Victorian era, particularly in their tone and the overall mood they create. For instance, Charles Dickens's "A Walk in the Workhouse," an essay written during the Victorian era, was very similar to Browning's poem in more ways than one. Both have what we would today consider an over the top depressing mood. The children in both poems want to die, which just seems like they're laying it on thick. In "The Cry of the Children," the fourth stanza shows a small child saying "It is good when it happens...That we die before our time," and in "A Walk in the Workhouse" you've got a nearly identical scene where the narrator comments about how a "morsel of burnt child, lying in another room...thought it best, perhaps, all things considered, that he should die." In this day and age, it's hard to even imagine children choosing death over life. The concept seems to repulse us. But I wonder if that's a consequence of the times or if it's just because we live in an affluent country? A hundred years from now, I wonder what people will think about what we consider "modern" and "postmodern" literature? Will they think it's just as over the top as the Victorian era literature we're reading now?

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Social Awareness In The Cry Of The Children


After listening to the in class discussion and going into small groups about the poem The Cry Of The Children I wanted to go into more detail about the voices of the children act as a social commentary of the time.

                “But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free”.  The lead up to this is how everything is happy and how the young in the natural world are free and joyous yet the young children who are not in nature are not free and happy but are weeping instead. It seems to me that at the time that this poem was written the social view of children had begun to swing away from them being small adults and actual children. My reason for thinking this is that for Browning to be bemoaning the condition of these children infers that at least some segment of the population would be in agreement with her.

                There was one passage in particular that did show kind of a transition from being young adults into children. In the passage the children say their our fathers but feel do not know the rest. I am not sure which is more oddly cruel, the fact that they only know those two words for the prayer or the fact that they are aware that they do not have all the words necessary for their God to hear them. I think that Browning uses lines like that to paint a looking glass view into the confusion surrounding what society was to expect of and from the young adults.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Keats, opening lines and fear of mortality

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As most have mentioned, I read Keat’s “When I Have Fears” as a poem about poet and his fear of death, or mortality. Most of Keat’s work was about death. He was obsessed with it. Compared to most of Keat’s work, this poem paints a more vivid picture of death.
The opening lines: “When I have fears that I may cease to be / Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, / Before high-piled book, in charactery / Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain,” is quite specific. It’s about the poet’s fear of dying before feeling a sense of accomplishment— dying before reaching his full creative potential. This idea could be related to any artist, or anyone— anyone who is displeased with their current state

Keats and Negative Capability

The thing that I love about Keats' poetry is its negative compatibility. Negative compatibility is the ability to contemplate the world without the desire to try and reconcile contradictory aspects or to fit it into closed rational symbols. This is something that Keats' discussed in many of his letters with the second wave of Romantics (usually in regard to Shakespeare). But this theme is also seen in his own poetry. For our purposes, When I Have Fears is the best example of negative compatibility.

The narrator of the poem admits that he has fears of death, and that he will never have the opportunity to fully live. But, he still takes comfort in the "night's starr'd face", beauty within his "fair creature of an hour", and "unreflecting love." It is key, however, that the narrator does not try to rectify his fears; he does not attempt to reconcile contradictory aspects such as love and death and beauty into neat little boxes. He merely accepts his fate, the fate of humanity, which is to die just as surely as you have lived. For if there is one thing that we know, it's that whomever is born must also die. I feel that the couplet is the epitome of being human,
"Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink."


Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Peace That Transcends Understanding


 Wordsworth’s poem, “We Are Seven”, is a short and simple ballad that packs a heavier punch than it appears to have. I really enjoyed reading the dialogue between the man (the narrator) and the little cottage girl with thick curly hair. As I was reading, I found myself wondering why this name was interrogating the little girl about her siblings so much. He insisted upon bursting her innocence and having her accept the fact that she no longer had seven siblings, but five. He seems to get frustrated halfway through the poem when the little girl won’t abandon the idea that all of her siblings are still there. At the end of the poem, the narrator realizes that there is no changing her mind and he describes trying to sway her was a waste of his breath, saying “’twas throwing words away; for still the little maid would have her will.” The little girl’s persistence had me rooting for her. I wanted her to keep her innocence. I couldn't help but feel that the man was evil for even trying to shake this little girl’s innocent and pure faith. Why was he even talking to her in the first place? For this reason, I was very satisfied with the last line of the poem, “Nay, we are seven!” She got the last word. She won. This symbolizes that if there is a will to keep one’s innocence and pure mindset and there is a strong faith to back it, it is possible to fight off and defeat this world’s dark and cruel ideologies.
  I couldn't help but be captivated by this little girl. She describes her sister’s death by saying “In bed she moaning lay; Till God released her of her pain, and then she went away.” This is a very peaceful understanding of death, and it was surprising to me that it came from an 8 year old girl. It often takes adults many years to view death as a resting place for their loved ones rather than a dark gloomy end. She knew something about death that the man didn't. His words didn't matter to her. She had an understanding and peace the surpassed his understanding, and that was something that could not be shaken. 

Natural Communion

Wordsworth’s “We Are Seven” is a surprisingly innocent and sweet poem surrounding the idea of death. In it, Wordsworth tells of a little girl’s connection to her late siblings, and relates it to human connection with nature. The innocence of a child is often thought of as natural, and the child this speaker addresses is “a little cottage girl” with “a rustic, woodland air.” The child, in her youthful and wild state, is closer with the natural world. As the poem continues, the reader learns that she is also close with her siblings who “in the church-yard lie.” She refuses to reduce her number of siblings, insisting that they are seven even though two have passed away. As a poet who loved nature, Wordsworth may be suggesting that those connected closely with nature are also connected with the dead in a way that most do not understand. He allows the child to have the last word in the poem, as she again says, “Nay, we are seven!” This suggests the authority of the child’s statement, as if she knows a truth that the readers and speaker have forgotten.
The graves in this poem are not described as frightening or ominous. Instead, they are “green” and close to the home, as if the departed children never truly left. The little girl spends time with her siblings, communing with the graves as she sits in the grass and sings to them. From this perspective, death is as natural as the environment itself, and there is little to prevent the little girl from being with the dead. The poem is somewhat reassuring, perhaps suggesting that as long as humans, dead or alive, are all a part of nature, nothing can separate them.