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    I have been thinking of starting this thread- to pay homage to those, Magnificently Talented But Lesser Known Poets...
    Now after a 11 month delay, I finally start building the foundation, despite my very limited time available to venture into this.
    So this thread will likely not be getting a daily contribution from me..--Tyr



    Paying Homage To Those Magnificently Talented But Lesser Known Poets


    Biography of Frank Lebby Stanton

    Frank Lebby Stanton—born 1857 February 22 in Charleston, South Carolina, died 1927 January 7 in Atlanta, Georgia, and frequently credited as Frank L. Stanton, Frank Stanton or F. L. Stanton—was an American lyricist.

    He was also the initial columnist for the Atlanta Constitution and became the first poet laureate of the State of Georgia, a post to which he was appointed by Governor Clifford Walker in 1925 and which Stanton held until his death.

    Stanton has been frequently compared with Indiana's James Whitcomb Riley or called "the James Whitcomb Riley of the South"; Stanton and Riley were close friends who frequently traded poetic ideas. Although Stanton frequently wrote in the dialect of black southerners and poor whites, he was an opponent of the less-admirable aspects (such as lynching) of the culture in which he lived, and he tended to be compatible in philosophy with the southern progressivism of his employer, the Atlanta Constitution, for which he wrote editorials. He collaborated with African American composer Harry Thacker Burleigh in the sheet music for Stanton's poem "Jean" (Burleigh composed and harmonized the tune). These and other characteristics of Stanton are well elaborated in the scholarly essays on him by Francis J. Bosha and Bruce M. Swain.

    Multi-voice-ranges 1901 cover of Ethelbert Nevin's tune for "Mighty Lak' a Rose" for which Stanton wrote the lyrics. The dialect title means (approximately) "very much like a rose" and is supposedly sung by a mother to her young son. The first line, by which the opus is occasionally known, is "Sweetest li'l feller" (sweetest little fellow).

    Shortly after his death Stanton was commemorated in the naming of the Frank Lebby Stanton Elementary School, which, after the redesignation of a street name for its eponym still unborn at the time of Stanton's death, is at 1625 Martin Luther King Jr. Drive in Atlanta.

    Poems by Frank Lebby Stanton

    1. A Hopeful Brother 9/22/2010
    2. A Little Thankful Song 9/22/2010
    3. A Plantation Ditty 9/22/2010
    4. A Poor Unfortunate 9/22/2010
    5. Fellow Who Had Done His Best 9/22/2010
    6. He Whistled 9/22/2010
    7. Here's Hopin' 9/22/2010
    8. One Country 9/22/2010
    9. So Many! 9/22/2010
    10. The Famous Mulligan Ball 9/22/2010
    11. The Mocking-Bird 9/22/2010
    12. We'Re Marchin' With The Country 9/22/2010
    13. An Old Battle-Field 9/22/2010
    14. This World 9/22/2010
    15. Jest A-Wearyin' Fer You 9/22/2010
    16. A Little Way 9/22/2010
    17. Hoe Your Row 9/22/2010
    18. A Song Of To-Morrow 9/22/2010
    19. The Graveyard Rabbit 9/22/2010
    20. Just Whistle 9/22/2010
    21. Keep A-Goin'! 9/22/2010



    Poems by Frank Lebby Stanton


    The Mocking-Bird - Poem by Frank Lebby Stanton


    He did n’t know much music
    When first he come along;
    An’ all the birds went wonderin’
    Why he did n’t sing a song.

    They primped their feathers in the sun,
    An’ sung their sweetest notes;
    An’ music jest come on the run
    From all their purty throats!

    But still that bird was silent
    In summer time an’ fall;
    He jest set still an’ listened,
    An’ he would n’t sing at all!

    But one night when them songsters
    Was tired out an’ still,
    An’ the wind sighed down the valley
    An’ went creepin’ up the hill;

    When the stars was all a-tremble
    In the dreamin’ fields o’ blue,
    An’ the daisy in the darkness
    Felt the fallin’ o’ the dew,—

    There come a sound o’ melody
    No mortal ever heard,
    An’ all the birds seemed singin’
    From the throat o’ one sweet bird!

    Then the other birds went Mayin’
    In a land too fur to call;
    Fer there warn ’t no use in stayin’
    When one bird could sing fer all!

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    Here's Hopin' - Poem by Frank Lebby Stanton

    Year ain't been the very best;-
    Purty hard by trouble pressed;
    But the rough way leads to rest,-
    Here's hopin'!

    Maybe craps way short; the rills
    Couldn't turn the silent mills;
    But the light's behind the hills,-
    Here's hopin'!

    Where we planted roses sweet
    Thorns come up an' pricked the feet;
    But this old world's hard to beat,-
    Here's hopin'!

    P'r'aps the buildin' that we planned
    'Gainst the cyclone couldn't stand;
    But, thank God we've got the
    land
    ,-
    Here's hopin'!

    Maybe flowers we hoped to save
    Have been scattered on a grave;
    But the heart's still beatin' brave,-
    Here's hopin'!

    That we'll see the mornin' light-
    That the very darkest night
    Can't hide heaven from our sight,-
    Here's hopin'!
    Frank Lebby Stanton

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    Jest A-Wearyin' Fer You - Poem by Frank Lebby Stanton


    JEST a-wearyin' fer you
    All the time a-feelin' blue;
    Wishin' fer you wonderin' when
    You'll be comin' home again ;
    Restless don't know what to do
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you I

    Keep a-mopin' day by day :
    Dull in everybody's way;
    Folks they smile an' pass along
    Wonderin' what on earth is wrong;
    'Twouldn't help 'em if they knew
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you.

    Room's so lonesome, with your chair
    Empty by the fireplace there,
    Jest can't stand the sight o' it!
    Go outdoors an' roam a bit:
    But the woods is lonesome, too,
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you.

    Comes the wind with sounds that' jes
    Like the rustlin' o' your dress ;
    An' the dew on flower an' tree
    Tinkles like your step to me!
    Violets, like your eyes so blue
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you !

    Mornin' comes, the birds awake
    (Them that sung so fer your sake!),
    But there's sadness in the notes
    That come thrillin' from their throats!
    Seem to feel your absence, too
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you.

    Evenin' comes: I miss you more
    When the dark glooms in the door ;
    'Pears jest like you orter be
    There to open it fer me!
    Latch goes tinklin' thrills me through,
    Sets me wearyin' fer you!

    Jest a-wearyin' fer you
    All the time a-f eelin' blue !
    Wishin' fer you wonderin' when
    You'll be comin' home again;
    Restless don't know 'what to do
    Jest a-wearyin' fer you!


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    The Graveyard Rabbit
    - Poem by Frank Lebby Stanton

    In the white moonlight, where the willow waves,
    He halfway gallops among the graves—
    A tiny ghost in the gloom and gleam,
    Content to dwell where the dead men dream,

    But wary still!
    For they plot him ill;
    For the graveyard rabbit hath a charm
    (May God defend us!) to shield from harm.

    Over the shimmering slabs he goes—
    Every grave in the dark he knows;
    But his nest is hidden from human eye
    Where headstones broken on old graves lie.

    Wary still!
    For they plot him ill;
    For the graveyard rabbit, though sceptics scoff,
    Charmeth the witch and the wizard off!

    The black man creeps, when the night is dim,
    Fearful, still, on the track of him;
    Or fleetly follows the way he runs,
    For he heals the hurts of the conjured ones.

    Wary still!
    For they plot him ill;
    The soul’s bewitched that would find release,—
    To the graveyard rabbit go for peace!

    He holds their secret—he brings a boon
    Where winds moan wild in the dark o’ the moon;
    And gold shall glitter and love smile sweet
    To whoever shall sever his furry feet!

    Wary still!
    For they plot him ill;
    For the graveyard rabbit hath a charm
    (May God defend us!) to shield from harm.
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    John Donne
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    John Donne
    Born 22 January 1573[1]
    London, England
    Died 31 March 1631 (aged 58)[2]
    London, England
    Occupation Poet, priest, lawyer
    Nationality English
    Alma mater Oxford University
    Genre Satire, love poetry, elegy, sermons
    Subject Love, sexuality, religion, death
    Literary movement Metaphysical poetry

    John Donne (/ˈdʌn/ DUN) (22 January 1573[1] – 31 March 1631)[2] was an English poet and a cleric in the Church of England. He is considered the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets. His works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons. His poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor, especially compared to that of his contemporaries. Donne's style is characterised by abrupt openings and various paradoxes, ironies and dislocations. These features, along with his frequent dramatic or everyday speech rhythms, his tense syntax and his tough eloquence, were both a reaction against the smoothness of conventional Elizabethan poetry and an adaptation into English of European baroque and mannerist techniques. His early career was marked by poetry that bore immense knowledge of English society and he met that knowledge with sharp criticism. Another important theme in Donne's poetry is the idea of true religion, something that he spent much time considering and about which he often theorized. He wrote secular poems as well as erotic and love poems. He is particularly famous for his mastery of metaphysical conceits.[3]

    Despite his great education and poetic talents, Donne lived in poverty for several years, relying heavily on wealthy friends. He spent much of the money he inherited during and after his education on womanising, literature, pastimes, and travel. In 1601, Donne secretly married Anne More, with whom he had twelve children.[4] In 1615, he became an Anglican priest, although he did not want to take Anglican orders. He did so because King James I persistently ordered it. In 1621, he was appointed the Dean of St Paul's Cathedral in London. He also served as a member of Parliament in 1601 and in 1614.

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    John Donne Biography

    Poet (c. 1572–1631)
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    Name
    John Donne

    Occupation
    Poet

    Birth Date
    c. 1572

    Death Date
    March 31, 1631

    Education
    University of Cambridge, University of Oxford, Lincoln’s Inn

    Place of Birth
    London, England

    Place of Death
    London, England

    Full Name
    John Donne

    John Donne, leading English poet of the Metaphysical school, is often considered the greatest loved poet in the English language.

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    “Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.”
    —John Donne
    Synopsis

    The first two editions of John Donne's poems were published posthumously, in 1633 and 1635, after having circulated widely in manuscript copies. Readers continue to find stimulus in his fusion of witty argument with passion, his dramatic rendering of complex states of mind, and his ability to make common words yield up rich poetic meaning. Donne also wrote songs, sonnets and prose.
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    John Donne was born into a Catholic family in 1572, during a strong anti-Catholic period in England. Donne’s father, also named John, was a prosperous London merchant. His mother, Elizabeth Heywood, was the grand-niece of Catholic martyr Thomas More. Religion would play a tumultuous and passionate role in John’s life.

    Donne’s father died in 1576, and his mother remarried a wealthy widower. He entered Oxford University at age 11 and later the University of Cambridge, but never received degrees, due to his Catholicism. At age 20, Donne began studying law at Lincoln’s Inn and seemed destined for a legal or diplomatic career. During the 1590s, he spent much of his inheritance on women, books and travel. He wrote most of his love lyrics and erotic poems during this time. His first books of poems, “Satires” and “Songs and Sonnets,” were highly prized among a small group of admirers.

    In 1593, John Donne’s brother, Henry, was convicted of Catholic sympathies and died in prison soon after. The incident led John to question his Catholic faith and inspired some of his best writing on religion. At age 25, Donne was appointed private secretary to Sir Thomas Egerton, Lord Keeper of the Great Seal of England. He held his position with Egerton for several years and it's likely that around this period Donne converted to Anglicanism.

    On his way to a promising career, John Donne became a Member of Parliament in 1601. That same year, he married 16-year-old Anne More, the niece of Sir Egerton. Both Lord Egerton and Anne’s father, George More, strongly disapproved of the marriage, and, as punishment, More did not provide a dowry. Lord Egerton fired Donne and had him imprisoned for a short time. The eight years following Donne’s release would be a struggle for the married couple until Anne’s father finally paid her dowry.

    In 1610, John Donne published his anti-Catholic polemic “Pseudo-Martyr,” renouncing his faith. In it, he proposed the argument that Roman Catholics could support James I without compromising their religious loyalty to the pope. This won him the king’s favor and patronage from members of the House of Lords. In 1615, Donne was ordained soon thereafter was appointed Royal Chaplain. His elaborate metaphors, religious symbolism and flair for drama soon established him as a great preacher.

    In 1617, John Donne’s wife died shortly after giving birth to their 12th child. The time for writing love poems was over, and Donne devoted his energies to more religious subjects. In 1621, Donne became dean of St. Paul’s Cathedral. During a period of severe illness, he wrote “Devotions upon Emergent Occasions,” published in 1624. This work contains the immortal lines “No man is an island” and “never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.” That same year, Donne was appointed Vicar of St. Dunstan’s-in-the-West and became known for his eloquent sermons.

    As John Donne’s health continued to fail him, he became obsessed with death. Shortly before he died, he delivered a pre-funeral sermon, “Death’s Duel.” His writing was charismatic and inventive. His compelling examination of the mortal paradox influenced English poets for generations. Donne’s work fell out of favor for a time, but was revived in the 20th century by high-profile admirers such as T.S. Eliot and William Butler Yeats.


    1. Psalme Cxxxvii. 10/21/2014
    2. The Soule 10/21/2014
    3. Good Friday 10/21/2014
    4. To Sir Henry Wotton 4/9/2010
    5. To The Earl Of Doncaster 4/9/2010
    6. Mercurius Gallo-Belgicus 4/9/2010
    7. Raderus 4/9/2010
    8. Klockius 4/9/2010
    9. Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side 4/9/2010
    10. To Mr. Tilman After He Had Taken Orders 4/9/2010
    11. Translated Out Of Gazaeus, 4/9/2010
    12. To Sir Henry Wotton Ii 4/9/2010
    13. To Sir Henry Goodyere 4/9/2010
    14. Ralphius 4/9/2010
    15. To The Countess Of Bedford Ii 4/9/2010
    16. Nativity 4/9/2010
    17. La Corona 4/9/2010
    18. Satire Ii 4/9/2010
    19. To Mr. Rowland Woodward 4/9/2010
    20. To Mr. Samuel Brooke 4/9/2010
    21. To Mr.I.L. 4/9/2010
    22. Temple 4/9/2010
    23. Upon The Translation Of The Psalms By Sir Philip Sidney And The Countess Of Pembroke, His Sister 4/9/2010
    24. Epithalamion Made At Lincoln's Inn 4/9/2010
    25. To Mr. I. P. 4/9/2010
    26. To Sir Henry Wotton At His Going Ambassador To Venice 4/9/2010
    27. To The Countess Of Bedford I 4/9/2010
    28. Elegy Xii 4/9/2010
    29. Niobe 4/9/2010
    30. To The Praise Of The Dead And The Anatomy 4/9/2010
    31. Satire V 4/9/2010
    32. Holy Sonnet Xix: Oh, To Vex Me, Contraries Meet In One 4/9/2010
    33. To Mr.T.W. 4/9/2010
    34. Holy Sonnet Viii: If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified 4/9/2010
    35. Crucifying 4/9/2010
    36. Elegy Xi: The Bracelet 4/9/2010
    37. The Annunciation And Passion 4/9/2010
    38. Elegy:The End Of Funeral Elegies 4/9/2010
    39. Valediction To His Book 4/9/2010
    40. To The Lady Magdalen Herbert, Of St. Mary Magdalen




    The Soule - Poem by John Donne

    Thee, eye of heaven, this great soule envies not;
    By thy male force is all wee have begot;
    In the first East thou now begins to shine;
    Suck'st early balme, and island spices there;
    And wilt anon, in thy loose-rein'd careere
    At Tagus, Po, Sene, Thames, and Danon dine,
    And see at night thy Westerne land of Myne :
    Yet hast thou not more nations seene than shee,
    That before thee one day beganne to bee,
    And, thy fraill light being quenched, shall long, long outlive thee.

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    No Man Is An Island - Poem by John Donne


    No man is an island,
    Entire of itself,
    Every man is a piece of the continent,
    A part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea,
    Europe is the less.
    As well as if a promontory were.
    As well as if a manor of thy friend's
    Or of thine own were:
    Any man's death diminishes me,
    Because I am involved in mankind,
    And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
    It tolls for thee.

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    Ode - Poem by John Donne


    I. VENGEANCE will sit above our faults ; but till
    She there do sit,
    We see her not, nor them. Thus blind, yet still
    We lead her way ; and thus, whilst we do ill,
    We suffer it.

    2. Unhappy he whom youth makes not beware
    Of doing ill.
    Enough we labour under age, and care ;
    In number, th' errors of the last place are
    The greatest still.

    3. Yet we, that should the ill we now begin
    As soon repent,
    Strange thing ! perceive not ; our faults are not seen,
    But past us ; neither felt, but only in
    The punishment.

    4. But we know ourselves least ; mere outward shows
    Our minds so store,
    That our souls no more than our eyes disclose
    But form and colour. Only he who knows
    Himself, knows more.

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    Oh My Blacke Soule! Now Thou Art Summoned - Poem by John Donne

    Oh my black Soule! Now thou art summoned
    By sicknesse, deaths herald, and champion;
    Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done
    Treason, and durst not turne to whence hee is fled,
    Or like a thiefe, which till deaths doome be read,
    Wisheth himselfe deliverd from prison;
    But damn'd and hal'd to execution,
    Wisheth that sill he might be imprisioned;
    Yet grace, if thou repent, thou canst not lacke;
    But who shall give thee that grace to beginne?
    Oh make thy selfe with holy mourning blacke;
    And red with blushing, as thou art with sinne;
    Or wash thee in Christ's blood, which hath this might
    That being red, it dyes red soules to white.
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    About- Anna Laetitia Barbauld

    Anna Barbauld (nee Aikin) was born in 1743, daughter of a nonconformist minister and schoolmaster, who taught her to read English before she was three and to master French, Italian, Latin and Greek while still a child. Her book of poems, published in 1773, was an astonishing success and established her at the time as a celebrated and widely read poet.

    Soon afterwards, she married a French priest, Rochemont Barbauld, and moved to Suffolk where they together founded and ran a school for boys. Without children of their own, they adopted one of her brother’s sons, and it was for him that she first began her innovative works for young people, for the first time treating them as children rather than as small adults.

    Unfortunately Barbauld’s marriage was unhappy: Rochemount was mentally unstable, with symptoms including obsessive washing; when Anna tried to intervene or help him, he attacked her. In 1808 he committed suicide.

    'The Rights of Women' is a response to Mary Wollstonecraft’s famous work A Vindication of the Rights of Woman (1792). Barbauld’s poem is not entirely straightforward, seeming both to celebrate and question Wollstonecraft’s views on the need to liberate women from the injustices and restrictions they faced. Similarly, 'To the Poor' at first sight seems to endorse the notion that the poor must wait patiently until they are repaid in heaven for their suffering on earth. This complacency is then overturned by a simmering anger at the way things are but should not be; rewards for the poor in the afterlife are simply not good enough to justify the cruelty of the rich and powerful.

    Like her younger contemporaries, Wordsworth and Coleridge, Barbauld responded joyously to events in France and the example they gave of the possibility of violent change through revolution. She was a vigorous critic of the slave trade, and in 1812 wrote 'Eighteen Hundred and Eleven', a violent attack in heroic couplets on the folly of continuing the war against France, and on Britain’s decline. For this she was widely criticised for lack of patriotism in a time of national emergency, and afterwards she wrote little. She died in 1824.

    Though sometimes regarded as an early Romantic poet, and an important influence on Wordsworth and Coleridge (on one occasion Coleridge walked forty miles to meet her), her reputation declined after those writers turned against her. She offended Coleridge by criticising The Rime of the Ancient Mariner because it had no moral, and during the years after her death she was mainly remembered for her books for children and her fifty-volume edition of English novelists. However, feminist readers in the late twentieth century rediscovered the power and range of her verse; she is once again recognised as one of the important poets of her time.

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    Biography of Anna Laetitia Barbauld
    Anna Laetitia Barbauld poet

    Anna Laetitia Barbauld was a prominent English Romantic poet, essayist, and children's author.

    A "woman of letters" who published in multiple genres, Barbauld had a successful writing career at a time when female professional writers were rare. She was a noted teacher at the Palgrave Academy and an innovative children's writer; her primers provided a model for pedagogy for more than a century. Her essays demonstrated that it was possible for a woman to be publicly engaged in politics, and other women authors emulated her.Even more important, her poetry was foundational to the development of Romanticism in England. Barbauld was also a literary critic, and her anthology of 18th-century British novels helped establish the canon as known today.

    Barbauld's literary career ended abruptly in 1812 with the publication of her poem Eighteen Hundred and Eleven, which criticized Britain's participation in the Napoleonic Wars. Vicious reviews shocked Barbauld and she published nothing else during her lifetime. Her reputation was further damaged when many of the Romantic poets she had inspired in the heyday of the French Revolution turned against her in their later, more conservative, years. Barbauld was remembered only as a pedantic children's writer during the 19th century, and largely forgotten during the 20th century, but the rise of feminist literary criticism in the 1980s renewed interest in her works and restored her place in literary history.

    Sources

    Much of what is known about Barbauld's life comes from two memoirs, the first published in 1825 and written by her niece Lucy Aikin, the second published in 1874 and written by her great-niece Anna Letitia Le Breton. Some letters from Barbauld to others also exist. However, a great many Barbauld family documents were lost in a fire that was the result of the London blitz in 1940.

    Early life

    Barbauld was born on 20 June 1743 at Kibworth Harcourt in Leicestershire to Jane and John Aikin. She was named after her maternal grandmother and referred to as "Nancy" (an 18th-century nickname for Anna). She was baptized by her mother's brother, John Jennings, in Huntingdonshire two weeks after her birth. Barbauld's father was headmaster of the Dissenting academy in Kibworth Harcourt and minister at a nearby Presbyterian church. She spent her childhood in what Barbauld scholar William McCarthy describes as "one of the best houses in Kibworth and in the very middle of the village square"; she was much in the public eye, as the house was also a boys' school. The family had a comfortable standard of living. McCarthy suggests they may have ranked with large freeholders, well-to-do tradesmen, and manufacturers. At his death in 1780, Barbauld's father's estate was valued at more than £2,500.

    Barbauld commented to her husband in 1773 that "For the early part of my life I conversed little with my own Sex. In the Village where I was, there was none to converse with." Barbauld was surrounded by boys as a child and adopted their high spirits. Her mother attempted to quash these, which would have been viewed as unseemly in a woman; according to Lucy Aikin's memoir, what resulted was "a double portion of bashfulness and maidenly reserve" in Barbauld's character. Barbauld was never quite comfortable with her identity as a woman and always believed that she failed to live up to the ideal of womanhood; much of her writing would center around issues central to women and her "outsider" perspective allowed her to question many of the traditional assumptions about femininity during the 18th century.

    Barbauld demanded that her father teach her the classics and after much pestering, he did. Thus she had the opportunity to learn Latin, Greek, French, Italian, and many other subjects generally deemed unsuitable for women at the time. Barbauld's penchant for study worried her mother, who expected her to end up a spinster because of her intellectualism; the two were never as close as Barbauld and her father. Yet Barbauld's mother was proud of her accomplishments and in later years wrote of her daughter: "I once indeed knew a little girl who was as eager to learn as her instructors could be to teach her, and who at two years old could read sentences and little stories in her wise book, roundly, without spelling; and in half a year more could read as well as most women; but I never knew such another, and I believe never shall."

    Barbauld's brother, John Aikin, described their father as "the best parent, the wisest counsellor, the most affectionate friend, every thing that could command love and veneration". Barbauld's father prompted many such tributes, although Lucy Aikin described him as excessively modest and reserved. Barbauld developed a strong bond with her brother during childhood, standing in as a mother figure to him; they eventually became literary partners. In 1817, Joanna Baillie commented of their relationship "How few brothers and sisters have been to one another what they have been through so long a course of years!"

    In 1758, the family moved to Warrington Academy, in Warrington, where Barbauld's father had been offered a teaching position. It drew many luminaries of the day, such as the natural philosopher and Unitarian theologian Joseph Priestley, and came to be known as "the Athens of the North" for its stimulating intellectual atmosphere. One other luminary may have been the French revolutionary Jean-Paul Marat; school records suggest he was a "French master" there in the 1770s. He may also have been a suitor to Barbauld; he allegedly wrote to John Aikin declaring his intention to become an English citizen and to marry her. Archibald Hamilton Rowan also fell in love with Barbauld and described her as, "possessed of great beauty, distinct traces of which she retained to the latest of her life. Her person was slender, her complexion exquisitely fair with the bloom of perfect health; her features regular and elegant, and her dark blue eyes beamed with the light of wit and fancy." Despite her mother's anxiety, Barbauld received many offers of marriage around this time—all of which she declined.

    First literary successes and marriage

    Joseph Priestley (c. 1763): "Mrs. Barbauld has told me that it was the perusal of some verses of mine that first induced her to write any thing in verse."

    In 1773, Barbauld brought out her first book of poems, after her friends had praised them and convinced her to publish. The collection, entitled simply Poems, went through four editions in just one year and surprised Barbauld by its success. Barbauld became a respected literary figure in England on the reputation of Poems alone. The same year she and her brother, John Aikin, jointly published Miscellaneous Pieces in Prose, which was also well-received. The essays in it (most of which were by Barbauld) were favorably compared to Samuel Johnson's.

    In May 1774, despite some "misgivings", Barbauld married Rochemont Barbauld, the grandson of a French Huguenot and a former pupil at Warrington. According to Barbauld's niece, Lucy Aikin:

    [H]er attachment to Mr. Barbauld was the illusion of a romantic fancy—not of a tender heart. Had her true affections been early called forth by a more genial home atmosphere, she would never have allowed herself to be caught by crazy demonstrations of amorous rapture, set off with theatrical French manners, or have conceived of such exaggerated passion as a safe foundation on which to raise the sober structure of domestic happiness. My father ascribed that ill-starred union in great part to the baleful influence of [Jean-Jacques Rousseau's] 'Nouvelle Heloise,' Mr. B. impersonating St. Preux. [Barbauld] was informed by a true friend that he had experienced one attack of insanity, and was urged to break off the engagement on that account.—'Then' answered she, 'if I were now to disappoint him, he would certainly go mad.' To this there could be no reply; and with a kind of desperate generosity she rushed upon her melancholy destiny.

    After the wedding, the couple moved to Suffolk, near where Rochemont had been offered a congregation and a school for boys. Barbauld took this time and rewrote some of the psalms, a common pastime in the 18th century, publishing them as Devotional Pieces Compiled from the Psalms and the Book of Job. Attached to this work is her essay "Thoughts on the Devotional Taste, on Sects and on Establishments", which explains her theory of religious feeling and the problems inherent in the institutionalization of religion.

    It seems that Barbauld and her husband were concerned that they would never have a child of their own and in 1775, after only a year of marriage, Barbauld suggested to her brother that they adopt one of his children:

    I am sensible it is not a small thing we ask; nor can it be easy for a parent to part with a child. This I would say, from a number, one may more easily be spared. Though it makes a very material difference in happiness whether a person has children or no children, it makes, I apprehend, little or none whether he has three, or four; five, or six; because four or five are enow [sic] to exercise all his whole stock of care and affection. We should gain, but you would not lose.

    Eventually her brother conceded and the couple adopted Charles; it was for him that Barbauld wrote her most famous books: Lessons for Children (1778–9) and Hymns in Prose for Children (1781).

    Palgrave Academy

    Barbauld and her husband spent eleven years teaching at Palgrave Academy in Suffolk. Early on, Barbauld was not only responsible for running her own household but also the school's—she was accountant, maid, and housekeeper. The school opened with only eight boys but when the Barbaulds left in 1785, around forty were enrolled, a testament to the excellent reputation the school had acquired. The Barbaulds' educational philosophy attracted Dissenters as well as Anglicans. Palgrave replaced the strict discipline of traditional schools such as Eton, which often used corporal punishment, with a system of "fines and jobations" and even, it seems likely, "juvenile trials," that is, trials run by and for the students themselves. Moreover, instead of the traditional classical studies, the school offered a practical curriculum that stressed science and the modern languages. Barbauld herself taught the foundational subjects of reading and religion to the youngest boys and geography, history, composition and rhetoric, and science to higher grade levels. She was a dedicated teacher, producing a "weekly chronicle" for the school and writing theatrical pieces for the students to perform. Barbauld had a profound effect on many of her students; one who went on to great success, William Taylor, a preeminent scholar of German literature, referred to Barbauld as "the mother of his mind."

    Political involvement and Hampstead

    In September 1785, the Barbaulds left Palgrave for a tour of France; Rochemont's mental health had been deteriorating and he was no longer able to carry out his teaching duties. In 1787, they moved to Hampstead where Rochemont was asked to head a Presbyterian chapel. It was here that Barbauld became close friends with Joanna Baillie, the playwright. Although no longer in charge of a school, the Barbaulds did not abandon their commitment to education; they often had one or two pupils living with them, who had been recommended by personal friends.

    It was during this time, the heyday of the French Revolution, that Barbauld published her most radical political pieces. From 1787 to 1790, Charles James Fox attempted to convince the House of Commons to pass a law granting Dissenters full citizenship rights. When this bill was defeated for the third time, Barbauld wrote one of her most passionate pamphlets, An Address to the Opposers of the Repeal of the Corporation and Test Acts. Readers were shocked to discover that such a well-reasoned argument should come from a woman. In 1791, after William Wilberforce's attempt to outlaw the slave trade failed, Barbauld published her Epistle to William Wilberforce Esq. On the Rejection of the Bill for Abolishing the Slave Trade, which not only lamented the fate of the slaves but also warned of the cultural and social degeneration the British could expect if they did not abandon slavery. In 1792, she continued this theme of national responsibility in an anti-war sermon entitled Sins of Government, Sins of the Nation which argued that each individual is responsible for the actions of the nation: "We are called upon to repent of national sins, because we can help them, and because we ought to help them."

    Stoke Newington and the end of a literary career

    In 1802, the Barbaulds moved to Stoke Newington where Rochemont took over the pastoral duties of the Chapel at Newington Green. Barbauld herself was happy to be nearer her brother, John, because her husband's mind was rapidly failing. Rochemont developed a "violent antipathy to his wife and he was liable to fits of insane fury directed against her. One day at dinner he seized a knife and chased her round the table so that she only saved herself by jumping out of the window." Such scenes repeated themselves to Barbauld's great sadness and real danger, but she refused to leave him. Rochemont drowned himself in the nearby New River in 1808 and Barbauld was overcome with grief. When Barbauld returned to writing, she produced the radical poem Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812) that depicted England as a ruin. It was reviewed so viciously that Barbauld never published another work within her lifetime, although it is now often viewed by scholars as her greatest poetic achievement. Barbauld died in 1825, a renowned writer, and was buried in the family vault in St Mary's, Stoke Newington. After Barbauld's death, a marble tablet was erected in the Newington Green Chapel with the following inscription:

    In Memory of
    ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD,
    Daughter of John Aikin, D.D.
    And Wife of
    The Rev. Rochemont Barbauld,
    Formerly the Respected Minister of this Congregation.
    She was born at Kibworth in Leicestershire, 20th June, 1743,
    and died at Stoke Newington, 9th March, 1825.
    Endowed by the Giver of all Good
    With Wit, Genius, Poetic Talent, and a Vigorous Understanding
    She Employed these High Gifts
    in Promoting the Cause of Humanity, Peace, and Justice,
    of Civil and Religious Liberty,
    of Pure, Ardent, and Affectionate Devotion.
    Let the Young, Nurtured by her Writings in the Pure Spirit
    of Christian Morality;
    Let those of Maturer Years, Capable of Appreciating
    the Acuteness, the Brilliant Fancy, and Sound Reasoning
    of her Literary Compositions;
    Let the Surviving few who shared her Delightful
    and Instructive Conversation,
    Bear Witness
    That this Monument Records
    No Exaggerated Praise.

    Legacy

    At her death, Barbauld was lauded in the Newcastle Magazine as "unquestionably the first [i.e., best] of our female poets, and one of the most eloquent and powerful of our prose writers" and the Imperial Magazine declared "so long as letters shall be cultivated in Britain, or wherever the English language shall be known, so long will the name of this lady be respected." She was favorably compared to both Joseph Addison and Samuel Johnson, no mean feat for a woman writer in the 18th century. But by 1925 she was remembered only as a moralizing writer for children, if that. It was not until the advent of feminist literary criticism within the academy in the 1970s and 1980s that Barbauld finally began to be included in literary history.

    Barbauld's remarkable disappearance from the literary landscape took place for a number of reasons. One of the most important was the disdain heaped upon her by Samuel Taylor Coleridge and William Wordsworth, poets who in their youthful, radical days had looked to her poetry for inspiration, but in their later, conservative years dismissed her work. Once these poets had become canonized, their opinions held sway. Moreover, the intellectual ferment that Barbauld was an important part of—particularly at the Dissenting academies—had, by the end of the 19th century, come to be associated with the "philistine" middle class, as Matthew Arnold put it. The reformist 18th-century middle class was later held responsible for the excesses and abuses of the industrial age. Finally, the Victorians viewed Barbauld as "an icon of sentimental saintliness" and "erased her political courage, her tough mindedness, [and] her talent for humor and irony", a literary figure that modernists despised.

    As literary studies developed into a discipline at the end of the 19th century, the story of the origins of Romanticism in England emerged along with it; according to this version of literary history, Coleridge and Wordsworth were the dominant poets of the age. This view held sway for almost a century. Even with the advent of feminist criticism in the 1970s, Barbauld still did not receive her due. As Margaret Ezell explains, feminist critics wanted to resurrect a particular kind of woman—one who was angry, one who resisted the gender roles of her time, and one who attempted to create a sisterhood with other women. Barbauld did not easily fit into these categories and it was not until Romanticism and its canon began to be reexamined through a deep reassessment of feminism itself that a picture emerged of the vibrant voice Barbauld had been.

    Barbauld's works fell out of print and no full-length scholarly biography of her was written until William McCarthy's Anna Letitia Barbauld: Voice of the Enlightenment in 2009.

    Poetry

    Barbauld's poetry, which addresses a wide range of topics, has been read primarily by feminist literary critics interested in recovering women writers who were important in their own time but who have been forgotten by literary history. Isobel Armstrong's work represents one way to do such scholarship; she argues that Barbauld, like other Romantic women poets:

    "The Mouse's Petition" from Barbauld's Poems (1772)

    ... neither consented to the idea of a special feminine discourse nor accepted an account of themselves as belonging to the realm of the nonrational. They engaged with two strategies to deal with the problem of affective discourse. First, they used the customary 'feminine' forms and languages, but they turned them to analytical account and used them to think with. Second, they challenged the male philosophical traditions that led to a demeaning discourse of feminine experience and remade those traditions.

    In her subsequent analysis of "Inscription for an Ice-House" she points to Barbauld's challenge of Edmund Burke's characterization of the sublime and the beautiful and Adam Smith's economic theories in the Wealth of Nations as evidence for this interpretation.

    The work of Marlon Ross and Anne K. Mellor represents a second way to apply the insights of feminist theory to the recovery of women writers. They argue that Barbauld and other Romantic women poets carved out a distinctive feminine voice in the literary sphere. As a woman and a Dissenter, Barbauld had a unique perspective on society, according to Ross, and it was this specific position that "obligated" her to publish social commentary. But, Ross points out, women were in a double bind: "they could choose to speak politics in nonpolitical modes, and thus risk greatly diminishing the clarity and pointedness of their political passion, or they could choose literary modes that were overtly political while trying to infuse them with a recognizable 'feminine' decorum, again risking a softening of their political agenda." Therefore Barbauld and other Romantic women poets often wrote "occasional poems". These poems had traditionally commented, often satirically, on national events, but by the end of the 18th century they were increasingly serious and personal. Women wrote sentimental poems, a style then much in vogue, on personal occasions such as the birth of a child and argued that in commenting on the small occurrences of daily life, they would establish a moral foundation for the nation. Scholars such as Ross and Mellor maintain that this adaptation of existing styles and genres is one way that female poets created a feminine Romanticism.

    Political essays and poems

    Barbauld's most significant political texts are: An Address to the Opposers of the Repeal of the Corporation and Test Acts (1790), Epistle to William Wilberforce on the Rejection of the Bill for Abolishing the Slave Trade (1791), Sins of Government, Sins of the Nation (1793), and Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812). As Harriet Guest explains, "the theme Barbauld's essays of the 1790s repeatedly return to is that of the constitution of the public as a religious, civic, and national body, and she is always concerned to emphasize the continuity between the rights of private individuals and those of the public defined in capaciously inclusive terms."

    For three years, from 1787 to 1790, Dissenters had been attempting to convince Parliament to repeal the Test and Corporation Acts which limited the civil rights of Dissenters. After the repeal was voted down for the third time, Barbauld burst onto the public stage after "nine years of silence." Her highly charged pamphlet is written in a biting and sarcastic tone; it opens, "we thank you for the compliment paid the Dissenters, when you suppose that the moment they are eligible to places of power and profit, all such places will at once be filled with them." She argues that Dissenters deserve the same rights as any other men: "We claim it as men, we claim it as citizens, we claim it as good subjects." Moreover, she contends that it is precisely the isolation forced on Dissenters by others that marks them out, not anything inherent in their form of worship. Finally, appealing to British patriotism, she maintains that the French cannot be allowed to outstrip the English in liberty.

    In the following year, 1791, after one of William Wilberforce's many efforts to suppress the slave trade failed to pass Parliament, Barbauld wrote her Epistle to William Wilberforce on the Rejection of the Bill for Abolishing the Slave Trade. In it, she calls Britain to account for the sin of slavery; in harsh tones, she condemns the "Avarice" of a country which is content to allow its wealth and prosperity to be supported by the labor of enslaved human beings. Moreover, she draws a picture of the plantation mistress and master that reveals all of the failings of the "colonial enterprise: [an] indolent, voluptuous, monstrous woman" and a "degenerate, enfeebled man."

    In 1793, when the British government called on the nation to fast in honor of the war, anti-war Dissenters such as Barbauld were left with a moral quandary: "obey the order and violate their consciences by praying for success in a war they disapproved? observe the Fast, but preach against the war? defy the Proclamation and refuse to take any part in the Fast?" Barbauld took this opportunity to write a sermon, Sins of Government, Sins of the Nation, on the moral responsibility of the individual; for her, each individual is responsible for the actions of the nation because he or she constitutes part of the nation. The essay attempts to determine what the proper role of the individual is in the state and while she argues that "insubordination" can undermine a government, she does admit that there are lines of "conscience" that one cannot cross in obeying a government. The text is a classic consideration of the idea of an "unjust war."

    In Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812), written after Britain had been at war with France for a decade and was on the brink of losing the Napoleonic Wars, Barbauld presented her readers with a shocking Juvenalian satire; she argued that the British empire was waning and the American empire was waxing. It is to America that Britain's wealth and fame will now go, she contended, and Britain will become nothing but an empty ruin. She tied this decline directly to Britain's participation in the Napoleonic Wars:

    And think'st thou, Britain, still to sit at ease,
    An island Queen amidst thy subject seas,
    While the vext billows, in their distant roar,
    But soothe thy slumbers, and but kiss thy shore?
    To sport in wars, while danger keeps aloof,
    Thy grassy turf unbruised by hostile hoof?
    So sing thy flatterers; but, Britain, know,
    Thou who hast shared the guilt must share the woe.
    Nor distant is the hour; low murmurs spread,
    And whispered fears, creating what they dread;
    Ruin, as with an earthquake shock, is here

    This pessimistic view of the future was, not surprisingly, poorly received; "reviews, whether in liberal or conservative magazines, ranged from cautious to patronizingly negative to outrageously abusive." Barbauld, stunned by the reaction, retreated from the public eye. Even when Britain was on the verge of winning the war, Barbauld could not be joyous. She wrote to a friend: "I do not know how to rejoice at this victory, splendid as it is, over Buonaparte, when I consider the horrible waste of life, the mass of misery, which such gigantic combats must occasion."

    Children's literature

    Barbauld's Lessons for Children and Hymns in Prose for Children were a revolution in children's literature. For the first time, the needs of the child reader were seriously considered. Barbauld demanded that her books be printed in large type with wide margins so that children could easily read them and, even more important, she developed a style of "informal dialogue between parent and child" that would dominate children's literature for a generation. In Lessons for Children, a four-volume, age-adapted reading primer, Barbauld employs the concept of a mother teaching her son. More than likely, many of the events in these stories were inspired by Barbauld's experience of teaching her own son, Charles. But this series is far more than a way to acquire literacy—it also introduces the reader to "elements of society's symbol-systems and conceptual structures, inculcates an ethics, and encourages him to develop a certain kind of sensibility." Moreover, it exposes the child to the principles of "botany, zoology, numbers, change of state in chemistry ... the money system, the calendar, geography, meteorology, agriculture, political economy, geology, [and] astronomy." The series was relatively popular and Maria Edgeworth commented in the educational treatise that she co-authored with her father, Practical Education (1798), that it is "one of the best books for young people from seven to ten years old, that has yet appeared."

    Lessons for Children and Hymns in Prose had, for children's books, an unprecedented impact; not only did they influence the poetry of William Blake and William Wordsworth, they were also used to teach several generations of school children. Children's literature scholar William McCarthy states, "Elizabeth Barrett Browning could still quote the opening lines of Lessons for Children at age thirty-nine." Although both Samuel Johnson and Charles James Fox ridiculed Barbauld's children's books and believed that she was wasting her talents, Barbauld herself believed that such writing was noble and she encouraged others to follow in her footsteps. As Betsy Rodgers, her biographer explains, "she gave prestige to the writing of juvenile literature, and by not lowering her standard of writing for children, she inspired others to write on a similar high standard." In fact, because of Barbauld, Sarah Trimmer and Hannah More were inspired to write for poor children as well as organize a large-scale Sunday School movement, Ellenor Fenn wrote and designed a series of readers and games for middle-class children and Richard Lovell Edgeworth began one of the first systematic studies of childhood development which would culminate in not only an educational treatise authored by Maria Edgeworth and himself but also in a large body of children's stories by Maria herself.

    Barbauld also collaborated with her brother John Aikin on the six-volume series Evenings at Home (1793). It is a miscellany of stories, fables, dramas, poems, and dialogues. In many ways this series encapsulates the ideals of an Enlightenment education: "curiosity, observation, and reasoning." For example, the stories encourage learning science through hands-on activities; in "A Tea Lecture" the child learns that tea-making is "properly an operation of chemistry" and lessons on evaporation, and condensation follow. The text also emphasizes rationality; in "Things by Their Right Names," a child demands that his father tell him a story about "a bloody murder." The father does so, using some of the fictional tropes of fairy tales such as "once upon a time" but confounding his son with details such as the murderers all "had steel caps on." At the end, the child realizes his father has told him the story of a battle and his father comments "I do not know of any murders half so bloody." Both the tactic of defamiliarizing the world in order to force the reader to think about it rationally and the anti-war message of this tale are prevalent throughout Evenings at Home. In fact, Michelle Levy, a scholar of the period, has argued that the series encouraged readers to "become critical observers of and, where necessary, vocal resisters to authority." This resistance is learned and practiced in the home; according to Levy, "Evenings at Home ... makes the claim that social and political reform must begin in the family." It is families that are responsible for the nation's progress or regress.

    According to Lucy Aikin, Barbauld's niece, Barbauld's contributions to Evenings at Home consisted of the following pieces: "The Young Mouse," "The Wasp and Bee," "Alfred, a drama," "Animals and Countries," "Canute's Reproof," "The Masque of Nature," "Things by their right Names," "The Goose and Horse," "On Manufactures," "The Flying-fish," "A Lesson in the Art of Distinguishing," "The Phoenix and Dove," "The Manufacture of Paper," "The Four Sisters," and "Live Dolls."

    Editorial work

    Barbauld edited several major works towards the end of her life, all of which helped to shape the canon as known today. First, in 1804 she edited Samuel Richardson's correspondence and wrote an extensive biographical introduction of the man who was perhaps the most influential novelist of the 18th century. Her "212-page essay on his life and works [was] the first substantial Richardson biography." The following year she edited Selections from the Spectator, Tatler, Guardian, and Freeholder, with a Preliminary Essay, a volume of essays emphasizing "wit," "manners" and "taste." In 1811, she assembled The Female Speaker, an anthology of literature chosen specifically for young girls. Because, according to Barbauld's philosophy, what one reads when one is young is formative, she carefully considered the "delicacy" of her female readers and "direct[ed] her choice to subjects more particularly appropriate to the duties, the employments, and the dispositions of the softer sex." The anthology is subdivided into sections such as "moral and didactic pieces" and "descriptive and pathetic pieces."

    But it was Barbauld's fifty-volume series of The British Novelists published in 1810 with her large introductory essay on the history of the novel that allowed her to place her mark on literary history. It was "the first English edition to make comprehensive critical and historical claims" and was in every respect "a canon-making enterprise."In her insightful essay, Barbauld legitimizes the novel, then still a controversial genre, by connecting it to ancient Persian and Greek literature. For her, a good novel is "an epic in prose, with more of character and less (indeed in modern novels nothing) of the supernatural machinery." Barbauld maintains that novel-reading has a multiplicity of benefits; not only is it a "domestic pleasure" but it is also a way to "infus[e] principles and moral feelings" into the population Barbauld also provided introductions to each of the fifty authors included in the series.

    Anna Laetitia Barbauld's Works:

    Corsica: An Ode (1768)
    Poems (1773)
    Miscellaneous Pieces in Prose (1773)
    Devotional Pieces, Compiled from the Psalms and the Book of the Job (1775)
    Lessons for Children of Two to Three Years Old (1778)
    Lessons for Children of Three Years Old (1778)
    Lessons for Children from Three to Four Years Old (1779)
    Hymns in Prose for Children (1781)
    Lessons for Children, Part Three (1787)
    Lessons for Children, Part Four (1788)
    An Address to the Opposers of the Repeal of the Corporation and Test Acts (1790)
    An Epistle to William Wilberforce, Esq. on the Rejection of the Bill for Abolishing the Slave Trade (1791)
    Civic Sermons to the People (1792)
    Poems. A new edition, corrected. To which is added, An Epistle to William Wilberforce (1792)
    Remarks on Mr. Gilbert Wakefield's Enquiry into the Expediency and Propriety of Public or Social Worship (1792)
    Evenings at Home, or The Juvenile Budget Opened (1792-1796)
    Sins of Government, Sins of the Nation (1793)
    Reasons for National Penitence Recommended for the Fast Appointed on February 28, 1794 (1794)
    Odes, by George Dyer, M. Robinson, Anna Laetitia Barbauld, J. Ogilvie, &c. (1800)
    The Arts of Life (with John Aikin, 1802)
    Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812)
    The Works of Anna Laetitia Barbauld (1825)
    A Legacy for Young Ladies, Consisting of Miscellaneous Pieces, in Prose and Verse (1826)

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    In Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812), written after Britain had been at war with France for a decade and was on the brink of losing the Napoleonic Wars, Barbauld presented her readers with a shocking Juvenalian satire; she argued that the British empire was waning and the American empire was waxing. It is to America that Britain's wealth and fame will now go, she contended, and Britain will become nothing but an empty ruin. She tied this decline directly to Britain's participation in the Napoleonic Wars:

    And think'st thou, Britain, still to sit at ease,
    An island Queen amidst thy subject seas,
    While the vext billows, in their distant roar,
    But soothe thy slumbers, and but kiss thy shore?
    To sport in wars, while danger keeps aloof,
    Thy grassy turf unbruised by hostile hoof?
    So sing thy flatterers; but, Britain, know,
    Thou who hast shared the guilt must share the woe.
    Nor distant is the hour; low murmurs spread,
    And whispered fears, creating what they dread;
    Ruin, as with an earthquake shock, is here


    This pessimistic view of the future was, not surprisingly, poorly received; "reviews, whether in liberal or conservative magazines, ranged from cautious to patronizingly negative to outrageously abusive." Barbauld, stunned by the reaction, retreated from the public eye. Even when Britain was on the verge of winning the war, Barbauld could not be joyous. She wrote to a friend: "I do not know how to rejoice at this victory, splendid as it is, over Buonaparte, when I consider the horrible waste of life, the mass of misery, which such gigantic combats must occasion.
    Simply amazing person. She stood fast at a time when it was a great rarity for any woman--to stand on personal moral principles against the world or any nation that was ruled by a King...
    For such either ruined the person financially, got them imprisoned or even executed...Tyr
    18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.

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    Louise Bogan (August 11, 1897 – February 4, 1970) was an American poet. She was appointed the fourth Poet Laureate to the Library of Congress in 1945.

    As poetry editor of The New Yorker magazine for nearly 40 years, Bogan played a major role in shaping mainstream poetic sensibilities of the mid-20th Century.

    The Poetry Foundation notes that Bogan has been called by some critics the most accomplished woman poet of the twentieth century. It further notes that, "Some critics have placed her in a category of brilliant minor poets described as the "reactionary generation." This group eschewed the prevailing Modernist forms that would come to dominate the literary landscape of the era in favor of more traditional techniques.

    Dictionary of Literary Biography contributor Brett C. Millier named Bogan "one of the finest lyric poets America has produced," and added that "the fact that she was a woman and that she defended formal, lyric poetry in an age of expansive experimentation made evaluation of her work, until quite recently, somewhat condescending."


    Biography
    Early years

    Bogan was born in Livermore Falls, Maine, where her father, Daniel Bogan, worked for various paper mills and bottling factories. She spent most of her childhood years with her parents and brother growing up in mill towns in Maine, New Hampshire, and Massachusetts, where she and her family lived in working-class hotels and boardinghouses until 1904.

    With the help of a female benefactor, Bogan was able to attend the Girls' Latin School for five years, which eventually gave her the opportunity to attend Boston University. In 1916, after only completing her freshman year and giving up a fellowship to Radcliffe, she left the university to marry Curt Alexander, a corporal in the U.S. Army, but their marriage ended in 1918. Bogan moved to New York to pursue a career in writing, and their only daughter, Maidie Alexander, was left in the care of Bogan's parents. After her first husband's death in 1920, she left and spent a few years in Vienna, where she explored her loneliness and her new identity in verse. She returned to New York City and published her first book of poetry, Body of This Death: Poems, in 1923, meeting that year the poet and novelist Raymond Holden. They were married by 1925. Four years later, she published her second book of poetry, Dark Summer: Poems, and shortly after was hired as a poetry editor for The New Yorker. She was divorced from Holden in 1937.
    Career

    Bogan's poetic style was unlike that of Ezra Pound or T. S. Eliot. Suzanne Clark, an English professor from the University of Oregon, stated that Bogan often refers to her female speakers as "the locus of intemperate, dangerous, antisocial desires." This coincides with the notion that Bogan brought a different perspective to the traditional viewpoint of women.

    Not only was it difficult being a female poet in the 1930s and 1940s, but her lower-middle-class Irish background and limited education also brought on much ambivalence and contradiction for Louise Bogan. She even refused to review women poets in her early career and stated, "I have found from bitter experience that one woman poet is at a disadvantage in reviewing another, if the review be not laudatory." Bogan did not discuss intimate details of her life (and disdained such confessional poets as Robert Lowell and John Berryman).

    Most of her work was published before 1938. This includes Body of This Death (1923), Dark Summer (1929), and The Sleeping Fury (1937). She also translated works by Ernst Jünger, Goethe, and Jules Renard. Later in Bogan's life, a volume of her collected works, The Blue Estuaries: Poems 1923–1968, was published with such poems as "The Dream" and "Women."

    In late 1969, shortly before her death, she ended her 38-year career as a reviewer for The New Yorker, stating: "No more pronouncements on lousy verse. No more hidden competition. No more struggling not to be a square."

    One of her admirers was W. H. Auden.[citation needed]

    Her poetry was published in The New Republic, The Nation, Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, Scribner's, and Atlantic Monthly. Her Collected Poems: 1923–1953 won her the Bollingen award in 1955 as well as an award from the Academy of American Poets in 1959, and she was the poetry reviewer of The New Yorker from 1931 until 1969, when she retired. She was a strong supporter, as well as a friend, of the poet Theodore Roethke.

    In a letter to Edmund Wilson, she detailed a raucous affair that she and the yet-unpublished Roethke carried on in 1935, during the time between his expulsion from Lafayette College and his return to Michigan. At the time she seemed little impressed by what she called his "very, very small lyrics"; she seems to have viewed the affair as, at most, a possible source for her own work (see What the Woman Lived: Collected letters of Louise Bogan).

    On February 4, 1970, Louise Bogan died of a heart attack in New York City. The Archives and Special Collections at Amherst College holds some of her papers.

    A number of autobiographical pieces were published posthumously in Journey around My Room (1980). Elizabeth Frank's biography of Louise Bogan, Louise Bogan: A Portrait, won a Pulitzer Prize in 1986. Ruth Anderson's sound poem I Come Out of Your Sleep (revised and recorded on Sinopah 1997 XI) is constructed from speech sounds in Bogan's poem "Little Lobelia."

    "I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!" – Louise Bogan

    In 1923, Louise Bogan released her first volume of poetry, Body of this Death, containing her poem "Medusa". Though open to interpretation, "Medusa" is a poem that revolves around the petrification of the speaker who contemplates the concept of time. In the poem, after the speaker bears witness to the apparition of the Gorgon Medusa, the speaker ponders on how nature and life will continue, as "the water will always fall, and will not fall" and "the grass will always be growing for hay" while "I shall stand here like a shadow" and "nothing will ever stir". While many interpretations of the poem exist, one possible explanation for the bleakness of this poem may revolve around Bogan’s depression and solitude after divorcing from her first husband and living in poverty with a daughter in hand.[1] The idea that one would become petrified and lost in time by Medusa is similar to a feeling of loss and despair as one feels helpless and stuck in a situation where one feels their situation is unchangeable. Brett C. Millier, a Professor of Literature at Middlebury College, describes Bogan’s poetry as one where "Betrayal, particularly sexual betrayal, is a constant theme."[2] At a time where she most likely felt betrayed by her husband and society, Bogan feels like the speaker in "Medusa", stuck in a dead scene where her eyes could no longer drift away to a better life.
    Personal life

    Bogan married twice. In 1916 she married a soldier, Curt Alexander, and had one daughter, but the couple separated before Alexander's death in 1920. She was married to poet Raymond Holden from July 10, 1925 to 1937.

    Despite the hardships Bogan encountered during the 1920s and '30s, she was able to experience the fascinations of Renaissance painting, sculpture, and ornament.


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    Louise Bogan Poems
    1. Zone 4/15/2010
    2. To Be Sung On The Water 10/24/2013
    3. Statue And Birds 4/15/2010
    4. Cassandra 4/15/2010
    5. Words For Departure 1/13/2003
    6. Leave-Taking 4/15/2010
    7. Solitary Observation Brought Back From A Sojourn In Hell 1/3/2003
    8. Chanson Un Peu Naïve 1/13/2003
    9. Portrait 1/3/2003
    10. A Tale 1/3/2003
    11. Betrothed 1/13/2003
    12. Sonnet 1/13/2003
    13. Juan's Song 1/13/2003
    14. The Frightened Man 1/13/2003
    15. Women 1/3/2003
    16. Epitaph For A Romantic Woman 1/3/2003
    17. Man Alone 1/13/2003
    18. Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom 1/3/2003
    19. Knowledge 1/13/2003
    20. Tears In Sleep 1/3/2003
    21. The Alchemist 1/3/2003
    22. Last Hill In A Vista 1/3/2003
    23. To A Dead Lover 4/15/2010
    24. Medusa 1/3/2003
    25. The Crossed Apple 1/3/2003
    26. Roman Fountain 1/13/2003
    27. Song For The Last Act 1/13/2003
    28. The Dream 1/3/2003

    Sonnet

    Since you would claim the sources of my thought
    Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed,
    The reedy traps which other hands have times
    To close upon it. Conjure up the hot
    Blaze that it cleared so cleanly, or the snow
    Devised to strike it down. It will be free.
    Whatever nets draw in to prison me
    At length your eyes must turn to watch it go.

    My mouth, perhaps, may learn one thing too well,
    My body hear no echo save its own,
    Yet will the desperate mind, maddened and proud,
    Seek out the storm, escape the bitter spell
    That we obey, strain to the wind, be thrown
    Straight to its freedom in the thunderous cloud
    Louise Bogan

    Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom

    Men loved wholly beyond wisdom
    Have the staff without the banner.
    Like a fire in a dry thicket
    Rising within women's eyes
    Is the love men must return.
    Heart, so subtle now, and trembling,
    What a marvel to be wise.,
    To love never in this manner!
    To be quiet in the fern
    Like a thing gone dead and still,
    Listening to the prisoned cricket
    Shake its terrible dissembling
    Music in the granite hill.

    To A Dead Lover

    The dark is thrown
    Back from the brightness, like hair
    Cast over a shoulder.
    I am alone,

    Four years older;
    Like the chairs and the walls
    Which I once watched brighten
    With you beside me. I was to waken
    Never like this, whatever came or was taken.

    The stalk grows, the year beats on the wind.
    Apples come, and the month for their fall.
    The bark spreads, the roots tighten.
    Though today be the last
    Or tomorrow all,
    You will not mind.

    That I may not remember
    Does not matter.
    I shall not be with you again.
    What we knew, even now
    Must scatter
    And be ruined, and blow
    Like dust in the rain.

    You have been dead a long season
    And have less than desire
    Who were lover with lover;
    And I have life—that old reason
    To wait for what comes,
    To leave what is over.



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    Louise Bogan is one of the best unknown or under-known poets of all time. Her best poems make her a major poet, in my opinion. She's a poet who deserves to be read and studied. In particular, her "After the Persian," "Juan's Song" and "Song for the Last Act" are "must reads."

    Song For The Last Act
    by Louise Bogan

    Now that I have your face by heart, I look
    Less at its features than its darkening frame
    Where quince and melon, yellow as young flame,
    Lie with quilled dahlias and the shepherd's crook.
    Beyond, a garden. There, in insolent ease
    The lead and marble figures watch the show
    Of yet another summer loath to go
    Although the scythes hang in the apple trees.

    Now that I have your face by heart, I look.

    Now that I have your voice by heart, I read
    In the black chords upon a dulling page
    Music that is not meant for music's cage,
    Whose emblems mix with words that shake and bleed.
    The staves are shuttled over with a stark
    Unprinted silence. In a double dream
    I must spell out the storm, the running stream.
    The beat's too swift. The notes shift in the dark.

    Now that I have your voice by heart, I read.

    Now that I have your heart by heart, I see
    The wharves with their great ships and architraves;
    The rigging and the cargo and the slaves
    On a strange beach under a broken sky.
    O not departure, but a voyage done!
    The bales stand on the stone; the anchor weeps
    Its red rust downward, and the long vine creeps
    Beside the salt herb, in the lengthening sun.

    Now that I have your heart by heart, I see.

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    The Horses of Achilles The Canon

    When they saw Patroklos dead
    —so brave and strong, so young—
    the horses of Achilles began to weep;
    their immortal nature was upset deeply
    by this work of death they had to look at.
    They reared their heads, tossed their long manes,
    beat the ground with their hooves, and mourned
    Patroklos, seeing him lifeless, destroyed,
    now mere flesh only, his spirit gone,
    defenseless, without breath,
    turned back from life to the great Nothingness.

    Zeus saw the tears of those immortal horses and felt sorry.
    “At the wedding of Peleus,” he said,
    “I should not have acted so thoughtlessly.
    Better if we hadn’t given you as a gift,
    my unhappy horses. What business did you have down there,
    among pathetic human beings, the toys of fate.
    You are free of death, you will not get old,
    yet ephemeral disasters torment you.
    Men have caught you up in their misery.”
    But it was for the eternal disaster of death
    that those two gallant horses shed their tears.

    Translated by Edmund Keeley/Philip Sherrard

    (C.P. Cavafy, Collected Poems. Translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Edited by George Savidis. Revised Edition. Princeton University Press, 1992)

    - Original Greek Poem

    - Translation by John Cavafy
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    poet Edwin Arlington Robinson



    Biography of Edwin Arlington Robinson
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    Edwin Arlington Robinson was an American poet who won three Pulitzer Prizes for his work.

    Biography

    Robinson was born in Head Tide, Lincoln County, Maine, but his family moved to Gardiner, Maine, in 1870. He described his childhood in Maine as "stark and unhappy": his parents, having wanted a girl, did not name him until he was six months old, when they visited a holiday resort; other vacationers decided that he should have a name, and selected a man from Arlington, Massachusetts to draw a name out of a hat.

    Robinson's early difficulties led many of his poems to have a dark pessimism and his stories to deal with "an American dream gone awry". His brother Dean died of a drug overdose. His other brother, Herman, a handsome and charismatic man, married the woman Edwin himself loved, but Herman suffered business failures, became an alcoholic, and ended up estranged from his wife and children, dying impoverished in a charity hospital in 1901. Robinson's poem "Richard Cory" is thought to refer to this brother.

    In late 1891, at the age of 21, Edwin entered Harvard University as a special student. He took classes in English, French, and Shakespeare, as well as one on Anglo-Saxon that he later dropped. His mission was not to get all A's, as he wrote his friend Harry Smith, "B, and in that vicinity, is a very comfortable and safe place to hang".

    His real desire was to get published in one of the Harvard literary journals. Within the first fortnight of being there, The Harvard Advocate published Robinson's "Ballade of a Ship". He was even invited to meet with the editors, but when he returned he complained to his friend Mowry Saben, "I sat there among them, unable to say a word". Robinson's literary career had false-started.

    Edwin's father, Edward, died after Edwin's first year at Harvard. Edwin returned to Harvard for a second year, but it was to be his last one as a student there. Though short, his stay in Cambridge included some of his most cherished experiences, and there he made his most lasting friendships. He wrote his friend Harry Smith on June 21, 1893:

    I suppose this is the last letter I shall ever write you from Harvard. The thought seems a little queer, but it cannot be otherwise. Sometimes I try to imagine the state my mind would be in had I never come here, but I cannot. I feel that I have got comparatively little from my two years, but still, more than I could get in Gardiner if I lived a century.

    Robinson had returned to Gardiner by mid-1893. He had plans to start writing seriously. In October he wrote his friend Gledhill:

    Writing has been my dream ever since I was old enough to lay a plan for an air castle. Now for the first time I seem to have something like a favorable opportunity and this winter I shall make a beginning.

    With his father gone, Edwin became the man of the household. He tried farming and developed a close relationship with his brother's wife Emma Robinson, who after her husband Herman's death moved back to Gardiner with her children. She twice rejected marriage proposals from Edwin, after which he permanently left Gardiner. He moved to New York, where he led a precarious existence as an impoverished poet while cultivating friendships with other writers, artists, and would-be intellectuals. In 1896 he self-published his first book, The Torrent and the Night Before, paying 100 dollars for 500 copies. Robinson meant it as a surprise for his mother. Days before the copies arrived, Mary Palmer Robinson died of diphtheria.

    His second volume, The Children of the Night, had a somewhat wider circulation. Its readers included President Theodore Roosevelt's son Kermit, who recommended it to his father. Impressed by the poems and aware of Robinson's straits, Roosevelt in 1905 secured the writer a job at the New York Customs Office. Robinson remained in the job until Roosevelt left office.

    Gradually his literary successes began to mount. He won the Pulitzer Prize three times in the 1920s. During the last twenty years of his life he became a regular summer resident at the MacDowell Colony in New Hampshire, where several women made him the object of their devoted attention, but he maintained a solitary life and never married. Robinson died of cancer on April 6, 1935 in the New York Hospital (now New York Cornell Hospital) in New York City.

    Recognition

    Edwin Arlington Robinson won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry three times: in 1922 for his first Collected Poems, in 1925 for The Man Who Died Twice, and in 1928 for Tristram.

    Edwin Arlington Robinson's Works:

    Poetry

    The Torrent and the Night Before (1896)
    Luke Havergal (1897)
    The Children of the Night (1897)
    Richard Cory (1897)
    Captain Craig and Other Poems (1902)
    The Town Down the River (1910)
    Miniver Cheevy (1910)
    The Man Against the Sky (1916)
    Merlin (1917)
    Ben Trovato (1920)
    The Three Taverns (1920)
    Avon's Harvest (1921)
    Collected Poems (1921)
    Haunted House (1921)
    Roman Bartholomew (1923)
    The Man Who Died Twice (1924)
    Dionysus in Doubt (1925)
    Tristram (1927)
    Fortunatus (1928)
    Sonnets, 1889-1917 (1928)
    Cavender's House (1929)
    Modred (1929)
    The Glory of the Nightingales (1930)
    Matthias at the Door (1931)
    Selected Poems (1931)
    Talifer (1933)
    Amaranth (1934)
    King Jasper (1935)
    Collected Poems (1937)

    Plays

    Van Zorn (1914)
    The Porcupine (1915)

    Letters

    Selected Letters (1940)

    Untriangulated Stars: Letters to Harry de Forest Smith 1890-1905 (1947)
    Edwin Arlington Robinson's Letters to Edith Brower (1968)

    Miscellany

    Uncollected Poems and Prose (1975)

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    A Happy Man
    - Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson


    When these graven lines you see,
    Traveller, do not pity me;
    Though I be among the dead,
    Let no mournful word be said.

    Children that I leave behind,
    And their children, all were kind;
    Near to them and to my wife,
    I was happy all my life.

    My three sons I married right,
    And their sons I rocked at night;
    Death nor sorrow never brought
    Cause for one unhappy thought.

    Now, and with no need of tears,
    Here they leave me, full of years,--
    Leave me to my quiet rest
    In the region of the blest.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson

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    An Old Story
    - Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

    Strange that I did not know him then.
    That friend of mine!
    I did not even show him then
    One friendly sign;

    But cursed him for the ways he had
    To make me see
    My envy of the praise he had
    For praising me.

    I would have rid the earth of him
    Once, in my pride...
    I never knew the worth of him
    Until he died.

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    Miniver Cheevy - Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

    Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn,
    Grew lean while he assailed the seasons;
    He wept that he was ever born,
    And he had reasons.

    Miniver loved the days of old
    When swords were bright and steeds were prancing;
    The vision of the warrior bold
    Would set him dancing.

    Miniver sighed for what was not,
    And dreamed, and rested from his labors;
    He dreamed of Thebes and Camelot,
    And Priam's neighbors.

    Miniver mourned the ripe renown
    That made so many a name so fragrant;
    He mourned Romance, now on the town,
    And Art, a vagrant.

    Mininver loved the Medici,
    Albeit he had never seen one;
    He would have sinned incessantly
    Could he have been one.

    Miniver cursed the commonplace
    And eyed a khaki suit with loathing;
    He missed the medieval grace
    Of iron clothing.

    Miniver scorned the gold he sought,
    But sore annoyed was he without it;
    Miniver thought, and thought, and thought,
    And thought about it.

    Miniver Cheevy, born too late,
    Scratched his head and kept on thinking;
    Miniver coughed, and called it fate,
    And kept on drinking.
    Edwin Arlington Robinson
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    I Am!
    ----------By John Clare
    I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
    My friends forsake me like a memory lost:
    I am the self-consumer of my woes—
    They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
    Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes
    And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed

    Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
    Into the living sea of waking dreams,
    Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
    But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
    Even the dearest that I loved the best
    Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.

    I long for scenes where man hath never trod
    A place where woman never smiled or wept
    There to abide with my Creator, God,
    And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
    Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
    The grass below—above the vaulted sky.

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    John Clare was born into a peasant family in Helpston, England. Although he was the son of illiterate parents, Clare received some formal schooling. While earning money through such manual labor as ploughing and threshing, he published several volumes of poetry, including Poems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery. After suffering from delusions, Clare was admitted to an insane asylum where he spent the final 20 years of his life.



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    Wulf and Eadwacer is an Old English poem of famously difficult interpretation. It has been variously characterised, (modernly) as an elegy, (historically) as a riddle, and (in speculation on the poem's pre-history) as a song or ballad with refrain. The poem's complexities are, however, often asserted simply to defy genre classification, especially with regard to its narrative content. The poem's only extant text is found within the 10th century Exeter Book, along with certain other texts to which it possesses qualitative similarities.

    Contents

    1 Genre
    2 Manuscript evidence
    2.1 Characters
    2.2 Synopsis
    3 Differing arguments
    4 Text and translation
    5 References
    5.1 Sources
    6 External links

    Genre

    The characterisation of the poem as a riddle is the oldest of its various treatments, the argument for which characterisation is based largely upon the obscurity of its subject and the placement of the poem within the Exeter Book, preceding the texts of the extant riddles themselves. However, its length and its various textual problems not characteristic of the riddles have led few scholars to pursue a simple riddle interpretation in modern textual study, and few such explanations have garnered serious attention in the recent history of its scholarship. Rather, the thematic similarity of the poem to The Wife's Lament, also found in the Exeter Book, has caused most modern scholars to place it, along with the Wife's Lament, solidly within the genre of the frauenlied, or woman's song and, more broadly, in that of the Old English elegy. Its adjacency to the riddles has, however, continued to inform commentary and interpretation. The short lines and refrains of Wulf and Eadwacer, along with the stream of consciousness narration have made it a popular feminist reading. These features aided by the rhythm and syntax, cause the emotional buildup of the poem.
    Manuscript evidence

    For lack of any historical evidence or attestation outside the Exeter Book's text, historical criticism is limited to study of the Exeter Book itself and, particularly, to comparative study of its various contained works. Though it is generally held that the poem's composition occurred at a date significantly earlier than the date of the Exeter Book's own compilation, the degree of the poem's age relative to the codex is difficult if not impossible to ascertain. The dating of the poem in criticism is thus generally limited to what can be ascertained from the known history of the Exeter Book, for which suggested dates of compilation range from 960CE to 990CE. Though the folios on which the poem is recorded are not subject to any significant damage necessitating reconstruction, its textual problems and, particularly, the grammatical confusion of the first lines of the text, have resulted in widespread postulation that the initial lines of the poem may have been lost prior to its inclusion in the Exeter Book but subsequent to an earlier transcription. There is no manuscript evidence to directly support this theory, however.

    Proposals regarding its heritage prior to inscription in the Exeter codex are consequently many and various. The inclusion of a refrain in the text of the poem may support an originally non-English origin, as the refrain is not conventional to the Old English elegy or to any other known Old English poetical form. Among proposed explanations for this anomaly, a Scandinavian inspiration for the Anglo-Saxon text offers one possible solution to this problem, and has similarly been considered as an explanation for its difficult language, but this theory, as with most others on the poem's prehistory, can only be regarded as hypothetical given lack of substantive corroborating evidence. The suggestion is that the poem derives from some interpretation of the Wayland story; that the woman is Beadohilde, Wulf is Wayland, and Eadwacer her angry father. This episode is also discussed in the poem Deor.
    Characters

    The most conventional interpretation of the poem is as a lament spoken in the first person by an unnamed woman who is or has in the past been involved with two men whose names are Wulf and Eadwacer respectively. Both of these are attested Anglo-Saxon names, and this interpretation is the basis for the common titling of the poem (which is not based on any other manuscript evidence). However, even this point proves controversial. Some interpretations favour a single male character, and virtually all commentaries acknowledge the possibility, though this is the less orthodox of the two views. In recognition of this fact, for example, preeminent Old English scholar Michael Alexander has chosen the title "Wulf" for his own reproduction of it in The Earliest English Poems (Penguin, 1973). It has also been known to be titled simply as Eadwacer. The title Wulf and Eadwacer, however, though apocryphal, has gained such widespread acceptance over time that in the majority of texts it is accepted regardless of the treatment of the titular name(s) and character(s).
    Synopsis

    The speaker of the poem is evidently separated from her lover and/or husband, Wulf, both symbolically and materially (Wulf is on iege, | ic on oþerre), and this separation is seemingly maintained by threat of violence (willað hy hine aþecgan, | gif he on þreat cymeð), possibly by her own people (Leodum is minum | swylce him mon lac gife). Crying out in her sorrow for her lover, she longs for him to take her in his arms (þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde). She finds comfort in his coming, but it is also bittersweet (wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað). She then addresses 'Eadwacer', who may be her husband or her captor, and she appears to identify their 'whelp' (Uncerne earne hwelp), generally understood to metaphorically imply 'child' and possibly a reference to the child's being the 'whelp' of a man named 'Wulf'. She describes this child as being taken off 'to the woods' (to wuda).
    Differing arguments

    Even though the poem is a mere nineteen lines there are many differing interpretations. The before-mentioned is the most popular interpretation. One of the others is that the word Eadwacer in the poem is not a proper noun, but a simple common noun which means "property watcher". This brings the characters in the poem from three to two, the speaker and her lover, Wulf. If one adopts this interpretation then her exclamation ("Do you hear me, Eadwacer?") could be meant to be sarcastic or a calling out of his manhood. She is saying that his long absences have made him anything but a protector to her and their child who she worries about. Using this interpretation, the speaker's use of irony when speaking of her lover makes the last two lines make sense. The speaker may be saying that Wulf has been her lover and her child's father, but has never treated her as or actually been her husband. Therefore, the complications of their relationship is easily unbound. However, this seems to be more easily done by Wulf than the speaker herself (Adams).

    Though this argument is debatable among scholars, there is the thought that the character of Wulf is actually the speaker's child and not her lover. In this case she would be lamenting and pining after her son, hoping that he was okay, and not her lover. One scholar says: "In Wulf and Eadwacer a woman finds herself in a situation typical of Old English poetry, torn between conflicting loyalties. Many commentators see this particular situation as a sexual triangle, with Wulf the woman’s lover and Eadwacer her husband. If so, then Wulf and Eadwacer is not typical, because most Old English loyalty crises occur within the family group…It is…true that romantic or sexual love was not the literary commonplace before the twelfth century it has been since; other loves took precedence…The situation in Wulf and Eadwacer is far more typically Anglo-Saxon than as usually interpreted, if the speaker is understood to be the mother of the person she addresses as Wulf, as well as of the ‘whelp’ of line 16."[1] This argument that Wulf is actually the narrator’s son gives a different depth to the elegy—it becomes a poem of mourning for her son that seems to be exiled from her and their people. This idea has credibility when put in context that she was peace-weaved to Eadwacer, making Wulf their son.
    Text and translation

    Leodum is minum swylce him mon lac gife;
    willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.
    Ungelic is us.
    Wulf is on iege, ic on oþerre.

    Fæst is þæt eglond, fenne biworpen.
    Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige;
    willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.
    Ungelice is us.
    Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode;

    þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt,
    þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde,
    wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað.
    Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine
    seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas,

    murnende mod, nales meteliste.
    Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer? Uncerne earne hwelp
    bireð Wulf to wuda.
    þæt mon eaþe tosliteð þætte næfre gesomnad wæs,
    uncer giedd geador.


    It is to my people as if someone gave them a gift.
    They want to kill him, if he comes with a troop.
    It is different for us.
    Wulf is on one island I on another.

    That island, surrounded by fens, is secure.
    There on the island are bloodthirsty men.
    They want to kill him, if he comes with a troop.
    It is different for us.
    I thought of my Wulf with far-wandering hopes,

    Whenever it was rainy weather, and I sat tearfully,
    Whenever the warrior bold in battle encompassed me with his arms.
    To me it was pleasure in that, it was also painful.
    Wulf, my Wulf, my hopes for you have caused
    My sickness, your infrequent visits,

    A mourning spirit, not at all a lack of food.
    Do you hear, Eadwacer? A wolf is carrying
    our wretched whelp to the forest,
    that one easily sunders which was never united:
    our song together.[2]
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    Song
    -------by Christina Rossetti

    When I am dead, my dearest,
    Sing no sad songs for me;
    Plant thou no roses at my head,
    Nor shady cypress tree:

    Be the green grass above me
    With showers and dewdrops wet;
    And if thou wilt, remember,
    And if thou wilt, forget.

    I shall not see the shadows,
    I shall not feel the rain;
    I shall not hear the nightingale
    Sing on, as if in pain:

    And dreaming through the twilight
    That doth not rise nor set,
    Haply I may remember,
    And haply may forget.

    ----------------------------------------------


    Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894)

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    Christina Rossetti
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    Born Christina Georgina Rossetti
    5 December 1830
    London, England
    Died 29 December 1894 (aged 64)
    London, England
    Occupation Poet
    Language English
    Nationality British
    Literary movement Pre-Raphaelite
    Relatives Gaetano Polidori (maternal grandfather), Gabriele Rossetti (father), Frances Polidori (mother), John William Polidori (maternal uncle), Dante Gabriel Rossetti (brother), Maria Francesca Rossetti (sister), William Michael Rossetti (brother)

    Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894) was an English poet who wrote a variety of romantic, devotional, and children's poems. She is famous for writing Goblin Market and Remember, and the words of the Christmas carol In the Bleak Midwinter.

    Early life and education

    Christina Rossetti was born in Charlotte Street (now 105 Hallam Street), London, to Gabriele Rossetti, a poet and a political exile from Vasto, Abruzzo, and Frances Polidori, the sister of Lord Byron's friend and physician, John William Polidori.[1] She had two brothers and a sister: Dante Gabriel became an influential artist and poet, and William Michael and Maria both became writers.[1] Christina, the youngest, was a lively child. She dictated her first story to her mother before she had learned to write.[2]

    Rossetti was educated at home by her mother and father, who had her study religious works, classics, fairy tales and novels. Rossetti delighted in the works of Keats, Scott, Ann Radcliffe and Matthew Lewis.[3] The influence of the work of Dante Alighieri, Petrarch and other Italian writers filled the home and would have a deep impact on Rossetti's later writing. Their home was open to visiting Italian scholars, artists and revolutionaries.[4] The family homes in Bloomsbury at 38 and later 50 Charlotte Street were within easy reach of Madam Tussauds, London Zoo and the newly opened Regent's Park, which she visited regularly; in contrast to her parents, Rossetti was very much a London child, and, it seems, a happy one.[3][4]
    Portrait of Christina Rossetti, by her brother Dante Gabriel Rossetti

    In the 1840s, her family faced severe financial difficulties due to the deterioration of her father's physical and mental health. In 1843, he was diagnosed with persistent bronchitis, possibly tuberculosis, and faced losing his sight. He gave up his teaching post at King's College and though he lived another 11 years, he suffered from depression and was never physically well again. Rossetti's mother began teaching to keep the family out of poverty and Maria became a live-in governess, a prospect that Christina Rossetti dreaded. At this time her brother William was working for the Excise Office and Gabriel was at art school, leaving Christina's life at home to become one of increasing isolation.[5] When she was 14, Rossetti suffered a nervous breakdown and left school. Bouts of depression and related illness followed. During this period she, her mother, and her sister became deeply interested in the Anglo-Catholic movement that developed in the Church of England. Religious devotion came to play a major role in Rossetti's life.

    In her late teens, Rossetti became engaged to the painter James Collinson, the first of three suitors. He was, like her brothers Dante and William, one of the founding members of the avant-garde artistic group, the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood (founded 1848).[6] The engagement was broken in 1850 when he reverted to Catholicism. Later she became involved with the linguist Charles Cayley, but declined to marry him, also for religious reasons.[6] The third offer came from the painter John Brett, whom she also refused.[4]

    Rossetti sat for several of Dante Gabriel Rossetti's most famous paintings. In 1848, she was the model for the Virgin Mary in his first completed oil painting, The Girlhood of Mary Virgin, which was the first work to be inscribed with the initials 'PRB', later revealed to signify the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood.[7] The following year she modelled again for his depiction of the Annunciation, Ecce Ancilla Domini. A line from her poem "Who shall deliver me?" inspired the famous painting by Fernand Khnopff called "I lock my door upon myself". In 1849 she became seriously ill again, suffering from depression and sometime around 1857 had a major religious crisis.[4]
    Career
    Illustration for the cover of Christina Rossetti's Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862), by her brother Dante Gabriel Rossetti

    Rossetti began writing down and dating her poems from 1842, mostly imitating her favoured poets. From 1847 she began experimenting with verse forms such as sonnets, hymns and ballads; drawing narratives from the Bible, folk tales and the lives of the saints. Her early pieces often feature meditations on death and loss, in the Romantic tradition.[3] She published her first two poems ("Death's Chill Between" and "Heart's Chill Between"), which appeared in the Athenaeum, in 1848 when she was 18.[8][9] Under the pen-name "Ellen Alleyne", she contributed to the literary magazine, The Germ, published by the Pre-Raphaelites from January – April 1850 and edited by her brother William.[1] This marked the beginning of her public career.[10]

    Her most famous collection, Goblin Market and Other Poems, appeared in 1862, when she was 31. It received widespread critical praise, establishing her as the foremost female poet of the time. Hopkins, Swinburne and Tennyson lauded her work.[1][10] and with the death of Elizabeth Barrett Browning in 1861 Rossetti was hailed as her natural successor.[10] The title poem is one of Rossetti's best known works. Although it is ostensibly about two sisters' misadventures with goblins, critics have interpreted the piece in a variety of ways: seeing it as an allegory about temptation and salvation; a commentary on Victorian gender roles and female agency; and a work about erotic desire and social redemption. Rossetti was a volunteer worker from 1859 to 1870 at the St. Mary Magdalene "house of charity" in Highgate, a refuge for former prostitutes and it is suggested Goblin Market may have been inspired by the "fallen women" she came to know.[11] There are parallels with Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner given both poems' religious themes of temptation, sin and redemption by vicarious suffering.[12] Swinburne in 1883 dedicated his collection A Century of Roundels to Rossetti as she had adopted his roundel form in a number of poems, as exampled by her Wife to Husband.[13] She was ambivalent about women's suffrage, but many scholars have identified feminist themes in her poetry.[14] She was opposed to slavery (in the American South), cruelty to animals (in the prevalent practice of animal experimentation), and the exploitation of girls in under-age prostitution.[15]

    Song

    When I am dead, my dearest,
    Sing no sad songs for me;
    Plant thou no roses at my head,
    Nor shady cypress tree:
    Be the green grass above me
    With showers and dewdrops wet:
    And if thou wilt, remember,
    And if thou wilt, forget.

    I shall not see the shadows,
    I shall not feel the rain;
    I shall not hear the nightingale
    Sing on as if in pain:
    And dreaming through the twilight
    That doth not rise nor set,
    Haply I may remember,
    And haply may forget.


    1862[16]

    Rossetti maintained a very large circle of friends and correspondents and continued to write and publish for the rest of her life, primarily focusing on devotional writing and children's poetry. In 1892, Rossetti wrote The Face of the Deep, a book of devotional prose, and oversaw the production of a new and enlarged edition of Sing-Song, published in 1893.[17]

    In the later decades of her life, Rossetti suffered from Graves' Disease, diagnosed in 1872 suffering a nearly fatal attack in the early 1870s.[1][4] In 1893, she developed breast cancer and though the tumour was removed, she suffered a recurrence in September 1894. She died in Bloomsbury on 29 December 1894 and was buried in Highgate Cemetery.[17] The place where she died, in Torrington Square, is marked with a stone tablet.[18]
    Recognition
    Christina Rossetti
    Feast 27 April[19][20]

    Although Rossetti's popularity during her lifetime did not approach that of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, her standing remained strong after her death. In the early 20th century Rossetti's popularity faded in the wake of Modernism. Scholars began to explore Freudian themes in her work, such as religious and sexual repression, reaching for personal, biographical interpretations of her poetry.[4] In the 1970s academics began to critique her work again, looking beyond the lyrical Romantic sweetness to her mastery of prosody and versification. Feminists held her as symbol of constrained female genius, placed as a leader of 19th-century poets.[1][4] Her work strongly influenced the work of such writers as Ford Madox Ford, Virginia Woolf, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Elizabeth Jennings, and Philip Larkin. Critic Basil de Selincourt stated that she was "all but our greatest woman poet … incomparably our greatest craftswoman … probably in the first twelve of the masters of English verse".[4][21]

    Rossetti's Christmas poem "In the Bleak Midwinter" became widely known after her death when set as a Christmas carol first by Gustav Holst, and then by Harold Darke.[22] Her poem "Love Came Down at Christmas" (1885) has also been widely arranged as a carol.[23] Rossetti is honoured with a feast day on the liturgical calendar of the Anglican Church on 27 April.[19][20][24]

    In 1918, John Ireland set eight of her poems from Sing-Song: A Nursery Rhyme Book to music in his song cycle Mother and Child.

    The title of J.K. Rowling's novel The Cuckoo's Calling is based on a line in Rossetti's poem A Dirge.[citation needed]
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    William Morris
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    William Morris
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    William Morris by Frederick Hollyer, 1887
    Born 24 March 1834
    Walthamstow, Essex, England
    Died 3 October 1896 (aged 62)
    Hammersmith, Middlesex, England
    Occupation Artist, designer, writer, socialist
    Known for Wallpaper and textile design, fantasy fiction / medievalism, socialism
    Notable work News from Nowhere, The Well at the World's End

    William Morris (24 March 1834 – 3 October 1896) was an English textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist. Associated with the British Arts and Crafts Movement, he was a major contributor to the revival of traditional British textile arts and methods of production. His literary contributions helped to establish the modern fantasy genre, while he played a significant role in propagating the early socialist movement in Britain.

    Born in Walthamstow, Essex, to a wealthy middle-class family, Morris came under the strong influence of medievalism while studying Classics at Oxford University, there joining the Birmingham Set. After university he trained as an architect, married Jane Burden, and developed close friendships with the Pre-Raphaelite artists Edward Burne-Jones and Dante Gabriel Rossetti and with the Neo-Gothic architect Philip Webb. Webb and Morris designed a family home, Red House, then in Kent, where the latter lived from 1859 to 1865, before moving to Bloomsbury, central London. In 1861, Morris founded a decorative arts firm with Burne-Jones, Rossetti, Webb, and others: the Morris, Marshall, Faulkner & Co. Becoming highly fashionable and much in demand, the firm profoundly influenced interior decoration throughout the Victorian period, with Morris designing tapestries, wallpaper, fabrics, furniture, and stained glass windows. In 1875, Morris assumed total control of the company, which was renamed Morris & Co.

    Although retaining a main home in London, from 1871 Morris rented the rural retreat of Kelmscott Manor, Oxfordshire. Greatly influenced by visits to Iceland, with Eiríkr Magnússon he produced a series of English-language translations of Icelandic Sagas. He also achieved success with the publication of his epic poems and novels, namely The Earthly Paradise (1868–1870), A Dream of John Ball (1888), the utopian News from Nowhere (1890), and the fantasy romance The Well at the World's End (1896). In 1877 he founded the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings to campaign against the damage caused by architectural restoration. Embracing Marxism and influenced by anarchism, in the 1880s Morris became a committed revolutionary socialist activist; after an involvement in the Social Democratic Federation (SDF), he founded the Socialist League in 1884, but broke with that organization in 1890. In 1891 he founded the Kelmscott Press to publish limited-edition, illuminated-style print books, a cause to which he devoted his final years.

    Morris is recognised as one of the most significant cultural figures of Victorian Britain; though best known in his lifetime as a poet, he posthumously became better known for his designs. Founded in 1955, the William Morris Society is devoted to his legacy, while multiple biographies and studies of his work have seen publication. Many of the buildings associated with his life are open to visitors, much of his work can be found in art galleries and museums, and his designs are still in production.

    Early life
    Youth: 1834–52

    Morris was born at Elm House in Walthamstow, Essex, on 24 March 1834.[1] Raised into a wealthy middle-class family, he was named after his father, a financier who worked as a partner in the Sanderson & Co. firm, bill brokers in the City of London.[2] His mother was Emma Morris (née Shelton), who descended from a Woodford, Essex, which was surrounded by 50 acres of land adjacent to Epping Forest.[3] He took an interest in fishing with his brothers as well as gardening in the Hall's grounds,[4] and spent much time exploring the Forest, where he was fascinated both by the Iron Age earthworks at Loughton Camp and Ambresbury Banks and by the Early Modern Hunting Lodge at Chingford.[5] He also took rides through the Essex countryside on his pony,[6] and visited the various churches and cathedrals throughout the country, marveling at their architecture.[7] His father took him on visits outside of the county, for instance to Canterbury Cathedral, the Chiswick Horticultural Gardens, and to the Isle of Wight, where he adored Blackgang Chine.[8] Aged 9, he was then sent to Misses Arundale's Academy for Young Gentlemen, a nearby preparatory school; although initially riding there by pony each day, he later began boarding, intensely disliking the experience.[9]

    In 1847, Morris's father died unexpectedly. From this point, the family relied upon continued income from the copper mines at Devon Great Consols, and sold Woodford Hall to move into the smaller Water House.[10] In February 1848 Morris began his studies at Marlborough College in Marlborough, Wiltshire, where he gained a reputation as an eccentric nicknamed "Crab". He despised his time there, being bullied, bored, and homesick.[11] He did use the opportunity to visit many of the prehistoric sites of Wiltshire, such as Avebury and Silbury Hill, which fascinated him.[12] The school was Anglican in faith and in March 1849 Morris was confirmed by the Bishop of Salisbury in the college chapel, developing an enthusiastic attraction towards the Anglo-Catholic movement and its Romanticist aesthetic.[13] At Christmas 1851, Morris was removed from the school and returned to Water House, where he was privately tutored by the Reverend Frederick B. Guy, Assistant Master at the nearby Forest School.[14]
    Oxford and the Birmingham Set: 1852–56

    In June 1852 Morris entered Oxford University's Exeter College, although since the college was full, he only went into residence in January 1853.[15] He disliked the college and was bored by the manner in which they taught him Classics.[16] Instead he developed a keen interest in Medieval history and Medieval architecture, inspired by the many Medieval buildings in Oxford.[17] This interest was tied to Britain's growing Medievalist movement, a form of Romanticism that rejected many of the values of Victorian industrial capitalism.[18] For Morris, the Middle Ages represented an era with strong chivalric values and an organic, pre-capitalist sense of community, both of which he deemed preferable to his own period.[19] This attitude was compounded by his reading of Thomas Carlyle's book Past and Present (1843), in which Carlyle championed Medieval values as a corrective to the problems of Victorian society.[20] Under this influence, Morris's dislike of contemporary capitalism grew, and he came to be influenced by the work of Christian socialists Charles Kingsley and Frederick Denison Maurice.[21]

    At the college, Morris met fellow first-year undergraduate Edward Burne-Jones, who became his lifelong friend and collaborator. Although from very different backgrounds, they found that they had a shared attitude to life, both being keenly interested in Anglo-Catholicism and Arthurianism.[22] Through Burne-Jones, Morris joined a group of undergraduates from Birmingham who were studying at Pembroke College: William Fulford, Richard Watson Dixon, Charles Faulkner, and Cormell Price. They were known among themselves as the "Brotherhood" and to historians as the Birmingham Set.[23] Morris was the most affluent member of the Set, and was generous with his wealth toward the others.[24] Like Morris, the Set were fans of the poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson, and would meet together to recite the plays of William Shakespeare.[25]
    William Morris self-portrait, 1856; Morris grew his beard that year, after leaving university.[26]

    Morris was heavily influenced by the writings of the art critic John Ruskin, being particularly inspired by his chapter "On the Nature of Gothic Architecture" in the second volume of The Stones of Venice; he later described it as "one of the very few necessary and inevitable utterances of the century".[27] Morris adopted Ruskin's philosophy of rejecting the tawdry industrial manufacture of decorative arts and architecture in favour of a return to hand-craftsmanship, raising artisans to the status of artists, creating art that should be affordable and hand-made, with no hierarchy of artistic mediums.[28][29] Ruskin had achieved attention in Victorian society for championing the art of a group of painters who had emerged in London in 1848 calling themselves the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood. The Pre-Raphaelite style was heavily Medievalist and Romanticist, emphasising abundant detail, intense colours and complex compositions; it greatly impressed Morris and the Set.[30] Influenced both by Ruskin and by John Keats, Morris began to spend more time writing poetry, in a style that was imitative of much of theirs.[31]

    Both he and Burne-Jones were influenced by the Romanticist milieu and the Anglo-Catholic movement, and decided to become clergymen in order to found a monastery where they could live a life of chastity and dedication to artistic pursuit, akin to that of the contemporary Nazarene movement. However, as time went on Morris became increasingly critical of Anglican doctrine and the idea faded.[32] In summer 1854, Morris travelled to Belgium to look at Medieval paintings,[33] and in July 1855 went with Burne-Jones and Fulford across northern France, visiting Medieval churches and cathedrals.[34] It was on this trip that he and Burne-Jones committed themselves to "a life of art".[35] For Morris, this decision resulted in a strained relationship with his family, who believed that he should have entered either commerce or the clergy.[36] On a subsequent visit to Birmingham, Morris discovered Thomas Malory's Le Morte d'Arthur, which became a core Arthurian text for him and Burne-Jones.[37] In January 1856, the Set began publication of The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine, designed to contain "mainly Tales, Poetry, friendly critiques and social articles". Mainly funded by Morris, who briefly served as editor and heavily contributed to it with his own stories, poems, reviews and articles, the magazine lasted for twelve issues, and garnered praise from Tennyson and Ruskin.[38]
    Apprenticeship, the Pre-Raphaelites, and marriage: 1856–59
    Morris's painting La belle Iseult, also inaccurately called Queen Guinevere, is his only surviving easel painting, now in the Tate Gallery, 1858.

    Having passed his finals and been awarded a BA, Morris began an apprenticeship with the Oxford-based Neo-Gothic architect George Edmund Street in January 1856. His apprenticeship focused on architectural drawing, and there he was placed under the supervision of the young architect Philip Webb, who became a close friend.[39] Morris soon relocated to Street's London office, in August 1856 moving into a flat in Bloomsbury, Central London with Burne-Jones, an area perhaps chosen for its avant-garde associations.[40] Morris was fascinated by London but dismayed at its pollution and rapid expansion into neighbouring countryside, describing it as "the spreading sore".[41]

    Morris became increasingly fascinated with the idyllic Medievalist depictions of rural life which appeared in the paintings of the Pre-Raphaelites, and spent large sums of money purchasing such artworks. Burne-Jones shared this interest, but took it further by becoming an apprentice to one of the foremost Pre-Raphaelite painters, Dante Gabriel Rossetti; the three soon became close friends.[42] Through Rossetti, Morris came to associate with poet Robert Browning, and the artists Arthur Hughes, Thomas Woolner, and Ford Madox Brown.[43] Tired of architecture, Morris abandoned his apprenticeship, with Rossetti persuading him to take up painting instead, which he chose to do in the Pre-Raphaelite style.[44] Morris aided Rossetti and Burne-Jones in painting the Arthurian murals at Oxford Union, although his contributions were widely deemed inferior and unskilled compared to those of the others.[45] At Rossetti's recommendation, Morris and Burne-Jones moved in together to the flat at Bloomsbury's No. 17 Red Lion Square by November 1856. Morris designed and commissioned furniture for the flat in a Medieval style, much of which he painted with Arthurian scenes in a direct rejection of mainstream artistic tastes.[46]

    Morris also continued writing poetry and began designing illuminated manuscripts and embroidered hangings.[47] In March 1857, Bell and Dandy published a book of Morris's poems, The Defence of Guenevere, which was largely self-funded by the author himself. It did not sell well and garnered few reviews, most of which were unsympathetic. Disconcerted, Morris would not publish again for a further eight years.[48] In October 1857 Morris met Jane Burden, a woman from a poor working-class background, at a theatre performance and asked her to model for him. Smitten with her, they entered into a relationship and were engaged in spring 1858; Burden would later admit however that she never loved Morris.[49] They were married in a low-key ceremony held at St Michael at the North Gate church in Oxford on 26 April 1859, before honeymooning in Bruges, Belgium, and settling temporarily at 41 Great Ormond Street, London.[50]
    Career and fame
    Red House and the Firm: 1859–65
    Red House in Bexleyheath; it is now owned by The National Trust and open to visitors

    Morris desired a new home for himself and his wife, resulting in the construction of the Red House in the Kentish hamlet of Upton near Bexleyheath, ten miles from central London. The building's design was a co-operative effort, with Morris focusing on the interiors and the exterior being designed by Webb, for whom the House represented his first commission as an independent architect.[51] Named after the red bricks and red tiles from which it was constructed, Red House rejected architectural norms by being L-shaped.[52] Influenced by various forms of contemporary Neo-Gothic architecture, the House was nevertheless unique,[53] with Morris describing it as "very mediaeval in spirit".[54] Situated within an orchard, the house and garden were intricately linked in their design.[55] It took a year to construct,[56] and cost Morris £4000 at a time when his fortune was greatly reduced by a dramatic fall in the price of his shares.[57] Burne-Jones described it as "the beautifullest place on Earth."[58]

    After construction, Morris invited friends to visit, most notably Burne-Jones and his wife Georgiana, as well as Rossetti and his wife Lizzie Siddal.[59] They aided him in painting murals on the furniture, walls, and ceilings, much of it based on Arthurian tales, the Trojan War, and Geoffrey Chaucer's stories, while he also designed floral embroideries for the rooms.[60] They also spent much time playing tricks on each other, enjoying games like hide and seek, and singing while accompanied by the piano.[61] Siddall stayed at the House during summer and autumn 1861 as she recovered from a traumatic miscarriage and an addiction to laudanum; she would die of an overdose in February 1862.[62]

    In April 1861, Morris founded a decorative arts company, Morris, Marshall, Faulkner & Co., with six other partners: Burne-Jones, Rossetti, Webb, Ford Madox Brown, Charles Faulkner, and Peter Paul Marshall. Operating from premises at No. 6 Red Lion Square, they referred to themselves as "the Firm" and were intent on adopting Ruskin's ideas of reforming British attitudes to production. They hoped to reinstate decoration as one of the fine arts and adopted an ethos of affordability and anti-elitism.[63] For additional staff, they employed boys from the Industrial Home for Destitute Boys in Euston, central London, many of whom were trained as apprentices.[64]

    Although working within the Neo-Gothic school of design, they differed from Neo-Gothic architects like Gilbert Scott who simply included certain Gothic features on modern styles of building; instead they sought to return completely to Medieval Gothic methods of craftmanship.[65] The products created by the Firm included furniture, architectural carving, metalwork, stained glass windows, and murals.[66] Their stained glass windows proved a particular success in the firm's early years as they were in high demand for the surge in the Neo-Gothic construction and refurbishment of churches, many of which were commissioned by the architect George Frederick Bodley.[67] Despite Morris's anti-elitist ethos, the Firm soon became increasingly popular and fashionable with the bourgeoisie, particularly following their exhibit at the 1862 International Exhibition in South Kensington, where they received press attention and medals of commendation.[68] However, they faced much opposition from established design companies, particularly those belonging to the Neo-Classical school.[69]
    Design for Trellis wallpaper, 1862

    Morris was slowly abandoning painting, recognising that his work lacked a sense of movement; none of his paintings are dated later than 1862.[70] Instead he focused his energies on designing wallpaper patterns, the first being "Trellis", designed in 1862. His designs would be produced from 1864 by Jeffrey and Co. of Islington, who created them for the Firm under Morris's supervision.[71] Morris also retained an active interest in various groups, joining the Hogarth Club, the Mediaeval Society, and the Corps of Artist Volunteers, the latter being in contrast to his later pacifism.[72]

    Meanwhile, Morris's family continued to grow. In January 1861, Morris and Janey's first daughter was born: named Jane Alice Morris, she was commonly known as "Jenny".[73] Jenny was followed in March 1862 by the birth of their second daughter, Mary "May" Morris.[74] Morris was a caring father to his daughters, and years later they both recounted having idyllic childhoods.[75] However, there were problems in Morris's marriage as Janey became increasingly close to Rossetti, who often painted her. It is unknown if their affair was ever sexual, although by this point other members of the group were noticing Rossetti and Janey's closeness.[76]

    Imagining the creation of an artistic community at Upton, Morris helped develop plans for a second house to be constructed adjacent to Red House in which Burne-Jones could live with his family; the plans were abandoned when Burne-Jones' son Philip died from scarlet fever.[77] By 1864, Morris had become increasingly tired of life at Red House, being particularly unhappy with the 3 to 4 hours spent commuting to his London workplace on a daily basis.[78] He sold Red House, and in autumn 1865 moved with his family to No. 26 Queen Square in Bloomsbury, the same building that the Firm moved its base of operations to earlier in the summer.[79]
    Queen Square and The Earthly Paradise: 1865–70
    Portrait of William Morris by George Frederic Watts, 1870.

    At Queen Square, the Morris family lived in a flat directly above the Firm's shop.[80] They were joined by Janey's sister Bessie Burton and a number of household servants.[81] Meanwhile, changes were afoot at the Firm as Faulkner left, and to replace him they employed a business manager, Warrington Taylor, who would remain with them till 1866. Taylor pulled the Firm's finances into order and spent much time controlling Morris and ensuring that he worked to schedule.[82] During these years the Firm carried out a number of high-profile designs; from September 1866 to January 1867, they redecorated the Armoury and Tapestry Room in St. James' Palace,[83] in the latter year also designing the Green Dining Room at the South Kensington Museum (it is now the Morris Room at the Victoria and Albert Museum).[84] The Firm's work received increasing interest from people in the United States, resulting in Morris's acquaintance with Henry James and Charles Eliot Norton.[85] However, despite its success, the Firm was not turning over a large net profit, and this, coupled with the decreasing value of Morris' stocks, meant that he had to decrease his spending.[86]

    Janey's relationship with Rossetti had continued, and by the late 1860s gossip regarding their affair had spread about London, where they were regularly seen spending time together.[87] Morris biographer Fiona MacCarthy argued that it was likely that Morris had learned of and accepted the existence of their affair by 1870.[88] In this year he developed an affectionate friendship with Aglaia Coronie, the daughter of wealthy Greek refugees, although there is no evidence that they had an affair.[89] Meanwhile, Morris's relationship with his mother had improved, and he would regularly take his wife and children to visit her at her house in Leyton.[90] He also went on various holidays; in the summer of 1866 he, Webb, and Taylor toured the churches of northern France.[91]
    A caricature sketch of Morris by Rossetti, "The Bard and Petty Tradesman", reflecting his behaviour at the Firm

    In August 1866 Morris joined the Burne-Jones family on their holiday in Lymington, while in August 1867 both families holidayed together in Oxford.[92] In August 1867 the Morrises holidayed in Southwold, Suffolk,[93] while in the summer of 1869 Morris took his wife to Bad Ems in Rhineland-Palatinate, central Germany, where it was hoped that the local health waters would aid her ailments. While there, he enjoyed walks in the countryside and focused on writing poetry.[94]

    Morris had continued to devote much time to writing poetry. In 1867 Bell and Dandy published Morris's epic poem, The Life and Death of Jason, at his own expense. The book was a retelling of the ancient Greek myth of the hero Jason and his quest to find the Golden Fleece. In contrast to Morris's former publication, The Life and Death of Jason was well received, resulting in the publishers paying Morris a fee for the second edition.[95] From 1865 to 1870, Morris worked on another epic poem, The Earthly Paradise. Designed as a homage to Chaucer, it consisted of 24 stories, adopted from an array of different cultures, and each by a different narrator; set in the late 14th century, the synopsis revolved around a group of Norsemen who flee the Black Death by sailing away from Europe, on the way discovering an island where the inhabitants continue to venerate the ancient Greek gods. Published in four parts by F. S. Ellis, it soon gained a cult following and established Morris' reputation as a major poet.[96]
    Kelmscott Manor and Iceland: 1870–75
    Main Entrance to Kelmscott Manor

    By 1870, Morris had become a public figure in Britain, resulting in repeated press requests for photographs, which he despised.[97] That year, he also reluctantly agreed to sit for a portrait by establishment painter George Frederic Watts.[98] Morris was keenly interested in Icelandic literature, having befriended the Icelandic theologian Eiríkr Magnússon. Together they produced prose translations of the Eddas and Sagas for publication in English.[99] Morris also developed a keen interest in creating hand-written illuminated manuscripts, producing 18 such books between 1870 and 1875, the first of which was A Book of Verse, completed as a birthday present for Georgina Burne-Jones. 12 of these 18 were handwritten copies of Nordic tales such as Halfdan the Black, Frithiof the Bold, and The Dwellers of Eyr. Morris deemed calligraphy to be an art form, and taught himself both Roman and italic script, as well as learning how to produce gilded letters.[100] In November 1872 he published Love is Enough, a poetic drama based on a story in the Medieval Welsh text, the Mabinogion. Illustrated with Burne-Jones woodcuts, it was not a popular success.[101] By 1871, he had begun work on a novel set in the present, The Novel on Blue Paper, which was about a love triangle; it would remain unfinished and Morris later asserted that it was not well written.[102]

    By early summer 1871, Morris began to search for a house outside London where his children could spend time away from the city's pollution. He settled on Kelmscott Manor in the village of Kelmscott, Oxfordshire, obtaining a joint tenancy on the building with Rossetti in June.[103] Morris adored the building, which was constructed circa 1570, and would spend much time in the local countryside.[104] Conversely, Rossetti would be unhappy at Kelmscott, and eventually suffered a mental breakdown.[105] Morris divided his time between London and Kelmscott, however when Rossetti was there he would not spend more than three days at a time at the latter.[106] He was also fed up with his family home in Queen Square, deciding to obtain a new house in London. Although retaining a personal bedroom and study at Queen Square, he relocated his family to Horrington House in Turnham Green Road, West London, in January 1873.[107] This allowed him to be far closer to the home of Burne-Jones, with the duo meeting on almost every Sunday morning for the rest of Morris' life.[108]
    Morris' Acanthus wallpaper design, (1875, left) and a page from Morris' illuminated manuscript of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, illustrated by Edward Burne-Jones

    Leaving Jane and his children with Rossetti at Kelmscott, in July 1871 Morris left for Iceland with Faulkner, W.H. Evans, and Magnússon. Sailing from the Scottish port of Granton aboard a Danish mail boat, they proceeded to the island via Tórshavn in the Faroe Islands before arriving at Reykjavik, where they disembarked. There they met the President of the Althing, Jón Sigurðsson, with Morris being sympathetic to the Icelandic independence movement. From there, they proceeded by Icelandic horse along the south coast to Bergþórshvoll, Thórsmörk, Geysir, Þingvellir, and then back to Reyjkavik, where they departed back to Britain in September.[109] In April 1873, Morris and Burne-Jones holidayed in Italy, visiting Florence and Siena. Although generally disliking the country, Morris was interested in the Florentine Gothic architecture.[110] Soon after, in July, Morris returned to Iceland, revisiting many of the sites he had previously seen, but then proceeding north to Varna glacier and Fljótsdalur.[111] His two visits to the country profoundly influenced him, in particular in his growing leftist opinions; he would comment that these trips made him realise that "the most grinding poverty is a trifling evil compared with the inequality of classes."[112]

    Morris and Burne-Jones then spent time with one of the Firm's patrons, the wealthy George Howard, 9th Earl of Carlisle and his wife Rosalind, at their Medieval home in Naworth Castle, Cumberland.[113] In July 1874, the Morris family then took Burne-Jones' two children with them on their holiday to Bruges, Belgium.[114] However, by this point Morris' friendship with Rossetti had seriously eroded, and in July 1874 their acrimonious falling out led Rossetti to leave Kelmscott, with Morris' publisher F.S. Ellis taking his place.[115] With the company's other partners drifting off to work on other projects, Morris decided to consolidate his own control of the Firm and become sole proprietor and manager. In March 1875, he paid £1000 each in compensation to Rossetti, Brown, and Marshall, although the other partners waived their claims to financial compensation. That month, the Firm was officially disbanded and replaced by Morris & Co, although Burne-Jones and Webb would continue to produce designs for it in future.[116] This accomplished, he resigned his directorship of the Devon Great Consols, selling his remaining shares in the company.[117]
    Textile experimentation and political embrace: 1875–80
    Two of Morris' designs: Snakeshead printed textile (1876) and "Peacock and Dragon" woven wool furnishing fabric (1878)

    Now in complete control of the Firm, Morris took an increased interest in the process of textile dyeing and entered into a co-operative agreement with Thomas Wardle, a silk dyer who operated the Hencroft Works in Leek, Staffordshire. As a result, Morris would spend time with Wardle at his home on various occasions between summer 1875 and spring 1878.[118] Deeming the colours to be of inferior quality, Morris rejected the chemical aniline dyes which were then predominant, instead emphasising the revival of organic dyes, such as indigo for blue, walnut shells and roots for brown, and cochineal, kermes, and madder for red.[119] Living and working in this industrial environment, he gained a personal understanding of production and the lives of the proletariat, and was disgusted by the poor living conditions of workers and the pollution caused by industry; these factors greatly influenced his political views.[120] After learning the skills of dyeing, in the late 1870s Morris turned his attention to weaving, experimenting with silk weaving at Queen's Square.[121]

    In the Spring of 1877, the Firm opened a store at No. 449 Oxford Street and obtained new staff who were able to improve its professionalism; as a result, sales increased and its popularity grew.[122] By 1880, Morris & Co. had become a household name, having become very popular with Britain's upper and middle classes.[123] The Firm was obtaining increasing numbers of commissions from aristocrats, wealthy industralists, and provincial entrepreneurs, with Morris furnishing parts of St. James' Palace and the chapel at Eaton Hall.[124] As a result of his growing sympathy for the working-classes and poor, Morris felt personally conflicted in serving the interests of these individuals, privately describing it as "ministering to the swinish luxury of the rich".[123]

    Continuing with his literary output, Morris translated his own version of Virgil's Aeneid, titling it The Aeneids of Vergil (1876). Although many translations were already available, often produced by trained Classicists, Morris claimed that his unique perspective was as "a poet not a pedant".[125] He also continued producing translations of Icelandic tales with Magnússon, including Three Northern Love Stories (1875) and Völuspa Saga (1876).[126] In 1877 Morris was approached by Oxford University and offered the largely honorary position of Professor of Poetry. He declined, asserting that he felt unqualified, knowing little about scholarship on the theory of poetry.[127]

    In summer 1876 Jenny Morris was diagnosed with epilepsy. Refusing to allow her to be societally marginalised or institutionalised, as was common in the period, Morris insisted that she be cared for by the family.[128] When Janey took May and Jenny to Oneglia in Italy, the latter suffered a serious seizure, with Morris rushing to the country to see her. They then proceeded to visit a number of other cities, including Venice, Padua, and Verona, with Morris attaining a greater appreciation of the country than he had on his previous trip.[129] In April 1879 Morris moved the family home again, this time renting an 18th-century mansion on Hammersmith's Upper Mall in West London. Owned by the novelist George MacDonald, Morris would name it Kelmscott House and re-decorate it according to his own taste.[130] In the House's grounds he set up a workshop, focusing on the production of hand-knotted carpets.[131] Excited that both of his homes were along the course of the River Thames, in August 1880 he and his family took a boat trip along the river from Kelmscott House to Kelmscott Manor.[132]
    Portrait of William Morris by William Blake Richmond

    Morris became politically active in this period, coming to be associated with the radicalist current within British liberalism. He joined the Eastern Question Association (EQA) and was appointed the group's treasurer in November 1876. EQA had been founded by campaigners associated with the centre-left Liberal Party who opposed Prime Minister Benjamin Disraeli's alliance with the Ottoman Empire; the Association highlighted the Ottoman massacre of Bulgarians and feared that the alliance would lead Disraeli to join the Ottomans in going to war with the Russian Empire.[133] Morris took an active role in the EQA campaign, authoring the lyrics for the song "Wake, London Lads!" to be sung at a rally against military intervention.[134] Morris eventually became disillusioned with the EQA, describing it as being "full of wretched little personalities".[135] He nevertheless joined a regrouping of predominantly working-class EQA activists, the National Liberal League, becoming their treasurer in summer 1879; the group remained small and politically ineffective, with Morris resigning as treasurer in late 1881, shortly before the group's collapse.[136]

    However, his discontent with the British liberal movement grew following the election of the Liberal Party's William Ewart Gladstone to the Premiership in 1880. Morris was particularly angered that Gladstone's government did not reverse the Disraeli regime's occupation of the Transvaal, introduced the Coercion Bill, and oversaw the Bombardment of Alexandria.[137] Morris later related that while he had once believed that "one might further real Socialistic progress by doing what one could on the lines of ordinary middle-class Radicalism", following Gladstone's election he came to realise "that Radicalism is on the wrong line, so to say, and will never develope [sic] into anything more than Radicalism: in fact that it is made for and by the middle classes and will always be under the control of rich capitalists.[138]

    In 1876, Morris visited Burford Church in Oxfordshire, where he was appalled at the restoration conducted by his old mentor, G.E. Street. He recognised that these programs of architectural restoration led to the destruction or major alteration of genuinely old features in order to replace them with "sham old" features, something which appalled him.[139] To combat the increasing trend for restoration, in March 1877 he founded the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings (SPAB), which he personally referred to as "Anti-Scrape". Adopting the role of honorary secretary and treasurer, most of the other early members of SPAB were his friends, while the group's program was rooted in Ruskin's The Seven Lamps of Architecture (1849).[140] As part of SPAB's campaign, Morris tried to build connections with art and antiquarian societies and the custodians of old buildings, and also contacted the press to highlight his cause. He was particularly strong in denouncing the ongoing restoration of Tewkesbury Abbey and was vociferous in denouncing the architects responsible, something that deeply upset Street.[141] Turning SPAB's attention abroad, in Autumn 1879 Morris launched a campaign to protect St Mark's Basilica in Venice from restoration, garnering a petition with 2000 signatures, among whom were Disraeli, Gladstone, and Ruskin.[142]
    Later life
    Merton Abbey and the Democratic Federation: 1881–84
    The Pond at Merton Abbey by Lexden Lewis Pocock is an idyllic representation of the works in the time of Morris

    In summer 1881, Morris took out a lease on the seven-acre former silk weaving factory at Merton Abbey Mills, in Merton, Southwest London. Moving his workshops to the site, the premises were used for weaving, dyeing, and creating stained glass; within three years, 100 craftsmen would be employed there.[143] Working conditions at the Abbey were better than at most Victorian factories. However, despite Morris's ideals, there was little opportunity for the workers to display their own individual creativity.[144] Morris had initiated a system of profit sharing among the Firm's upper clerks, however this did not include the majority of workers, who were instead employed on a piecework basis. Morris was aware that, in retaining the division between employer and employed, the company failed to live up to his own egalitarian ideals, but defended this, asserting that it was impossible to run a socialist company within a competitive capitalist economy.[145] The Firm itself was expanding, opening up a store in Manchester in 1883 and holding a stand at that year's Foreign Fair in Boston.[146]

    Janey's relationship with Rossetti had continued through a correspondence and occasional visits, although she found him extremely paranoid and was upset by his addiction to chloral. She last saw him in 1881, and he died in April the following year.[147] Morris described his mixed feelings toward his deceased friend by stating that he had "some of the very greatest qualities of genius, most of them indeed; what a great man he would have been but for the arrogant misanthropy which marred his work, and killed him before his time".[148] In August 1883, Janey would be introduced to the poet Wilfrid Scawen Blunt, with whom she embarked on a second affair, which Morris might have been aware of.[149]

    In January 1881 Morris was involved in the establishment of the Radical Union, an amalgam of radical working-class groups which hoped to rival the Liberals, and became a member of its executive committee.[150] However, he soon rejected liberal radicalism completely and moved toward socialism.[151] In this period, British socialism was a small, fledgling and vaguely defined movement, with only a few hundred adherents. Britain's first socialist party, the Democratic Federation (DF), had been founded in 1881 by Henry Hyndman, an adherent of the socio-political ideology of Marxism, with Morris joining the DF in January 1883.[152] Morris began to read voraciously on the subject of socialism, including Henry George's Progress and Poverty, Alfred Russel Wallace's Land Nationalisation, and Karl Marx's Das Kapital, although admitted that Marx's economic analysis of capitalism gave him "agonies of confusion on the brain". Instead he preferred the writings of William Cobbett and Sergius Stepniak, although he also read the critique of socialism produced by John Stuart Mill.[153]
    David's Charge to Solomon (1882), a stained-glass window by Edward Burne-Jones and William Morris in Trinity Church, Boston, Massachusetts.

    In May 1883, Morris was appointed to the DF's executive, and was soon elected to the position of treasurer.[154] Devoting himself to the socialist cause, he regularly lectured at meetings across Britain, hoping to gain more converts, although was regularly criticised for doing so by the mainstream press.[155] In November 1883 he was invited to speak at University College, Oxford, on the subject of "Democracy and Art" and there began espousing socialism; this shocked and embarrassed many members of staff, earning national press coverage.[156] With other DF members, he travelled to Blackburn, Lancashire in February 1884 amid the great cotton strike, where he lectured on socialism to the strikers.[157] The following month he marched in a central London demonstration commemorating the first anniversary of Marx's death and the thirteenth anniversary of the Paris Commune.[158]

    Morris aided the DF using his artistic and literary talents; he designed the group's membership card,[159] and helped author their manifesto, Socialism Made Plain, in which they demanded improved housing for workers, free compulsory education for all children, free school meals, an eight-hour working day, the abolition of national debt, nationalisation of land, banks, and railways, and the organisation of agriculture and industry under state control and co-operative principles.[154] Some of his DF comrades found it difficult to reconcile his socialist values with his position as proprietor of the Firm, although he was widely admired as a man of integrity.[160] The DF began publishing a weekly newspaper, Justice, which soon faced financial losses that Morris covered. Morris also regularly contributed articles to the newspaper, in doing so befriending another contributor, George Bernard Shaw.[161]

    His socialist activism monopolised his time, forcing him to abandon a translation of the Persian Shahnameh.[162] It also led to him seeing far less of Burne-Jones, with whom he had strong political differences; although once a republican, Burne-Jones had become increasingly conservative, and felt that the DF were exploiting Morris for his talents and influence.[163] While Morris devoted much time to trying to convert his friends to the cause, of Morris' circle of artistic comrades, only Webb and Faulkner fully embraced socialism, while Swinburne expressed his sympathy with it.[164]

    In 1884 the DF renamed itself the Social Democratic Federation (SDF) and underwent an internal reorganisation. However, the group was facing an internal schism between those (such as Hyndman), who argued for a parliamentary path toward socialism, and those (like Morris) who deemed the Houses of Parliament intrinsically corrupt and capitalist. Personal issues between Morris and Hyndman were exacerbated by their attitude to British foreign policy; Morris was staunchly anti-imperialist while Hyndman expressed patriotic sentiment encouraging some foreign intervention.[165] The division between the two groups developed into open conflict, with the majority of activists sharing Morris' position. In December 1884 Morris and his supporters – most notably Ernest Belfort Bax and Edward Aveling – left the SDF; the first major schism of the British socialist movement.[166]
    Socialist League: 1884–89
    Left: the cover of the Socialist League's manifesto of 1885 featured art by Morris. Right: detail of Woodpecker tapestry, 1885.

    In December 1884, Morris founded the Socialist League (SL) with other SDF defectors.[167] He composed the SL's manifesto with Bax, describing their position as that of "Revolutionary International Socialism", advocating proletarian internationalism and world revolution while rejecting the concept of socialism in one country.[168] In this, he committed himself to "making Socialists" by educating, organising, and agitating to establish a strong socialist movement; calling on activists to boycott elections, he hoped that socialists would take part in a proletariat revolution and help to establish a socialist society.[169] Bax taught Morris more about Marxism, and introduced him to Marx's collaborator, Friedrich Engels; Engels thought Morris honest but lacking in practical skills to aid the proletariat revolution.[170] Morris remained in contact with other sectors of London's far left community, being a regular at the socialist International Club in Shoreditch, East London,[171] however he avoided the recently created Fabian Society, deeming it too middle-class.[172] Although a Marxist, he befriended prominent anarchist activists Stepniak and Peter Kropotkin,[173][174] and came to be influenced by their anarchist views, to the extent that biographer Fiona MacCarthy described his approach as being "Marxism with visionary libertarianism".[175]

    As the leading figure in the League Morris embarked on a series of speeches and talks on street corners, in working men's clubs, and in lecture theatres across England and Scotland.[176] He also visited Dublin, there offering his support for Irish nationalism,[177] and formed a branch of the League at his Hammersmith house.[93] By the time of their first conference in July 1885, the League had eight branches across England and had affiliations with several socialist groups in Scotland.[178] However, as the British socialist movement grew it faced increased opposition from the establishment, with police frequently arresting and intimidating activists. To combat this, the League joined a Defence Club with other socialist groups, including the SDF, for which Morris was appointed treasurer.[179] Morris was passionate in denouncing the "bullying and hectoring" that he felt socialists faced from the police, and on one occasion was arrested after fighting back against a police officer; a magistrate dismissed the charges.[180] The Black Monday riots of February 1886 led to increased political repression against left-wing agitators, and in July Morris was arrested and fined for public obstruction while preaching socialism on the streets.[181]

    Morris oversaw production of the League's monthly—soon to become weekly—newspaper, Commonweal, serving as its editor for six years, during which time he kept it financially afloat. First published in February 1885, it would contain contributions from such prominent socialists as Engels, Shaw, Paul Lafargue, Wilhelm Liebknecht, and Karl Kautsky, with Morris also regularly writing articles and poems for it.[182] In Commonweal he serialised a 13-episode poem, The Pilgrims of Hope, which was set in the period of the Paris Commune.[183] From November 1886 to January 1887, Morris' novel, A Dream of John Ball, was serialised in Commonweal. Set in Kent during the Peasants' Revolt of 1381, it contained strong socialist themes although proved popular among those of different ideological viewpoints, resulting in its publication in book form by Reeves and Turner in 1888.[184] Shortly after, a collection of Morris' essays, Signs of Change, was published.[185]

    Our business[...] is the making of Socialists, i.e. convincing people that Socialism is good for them and is possible. When we have enough people of that way of thinking, they will find out what action is necessary for putting their principles in practice. Therefore, I say, make Socialists. We Socialists can do nothing else that is useful."
    — William Morris.[186]

    From January to October 1890, Morris serialised his novel, News from Nowhere, in Commonweal, resulting in improved circulation for the paper. In March 1891 it was published in book form, before being translated into French, Italian, and German by 1898 and becoming a classic among Europe's socialist community. Combining utopian socialism and soft science fiction, the book tells the tale of a contemporary socialist, William Guest, who falls asleep and awakes in the mid-20th century, discovering a future society based on common ownership and democratic control of the means of production. In this society there is no private property, no big cities, no authority, no monetary system, no divorce, no courts, no prisons, and no class systems; it was a depiction of Morris' ideal socialist society.[187]

    Morris had also continued with his translation work; in April 1887, Reeves and Turner published the first volume of Morris' translation of Homer's Odyssey, with the second following in November.[188] Venturing into new territory, Morris also authored and starred in a play, The Tables Turned; Or Nupkins Awakened, which was performed at a League meeting in November 1887. It told the story of socialists who are put on trial in front of a corrupt judge; the tale ends with the prisoners behind freed by a proletariat revolution.[189] In June 1889, Morris traveled to Paris as the League's delegate to the International Socialist Working Men's Congress, where his international standing was recognised by being chosen as English spokesman by the Congress committee. The Second International emerged from the Congress, although Morris was distraught at its chaotic and disorganised proceedings.[190]

    At the League's Fourth Conference in May 1888, factional divisions became increasingly apparent between Morris' anti-parliamentary socialists, the parliamentary socialists, and the anarchists; the Bloomsbury Branch were expelled for supporting parliamentary action.[191] Under the leadership of Charles Mowbray, the League's anarchist wing were growing and called on the League to embrace violent action in trying to overthrow the capitalist system.[192] By autumn 1889 the anarchists had taken over the League's executive committee and Morris was stripped of the editorship of Commonweal in favour of the anarchist Frank Kitz.[193] This alienated Morris from the League, which had also become a financial burden for him; he had been subsidising its activities with £500 a year, a very large sum of money at the time.[194] By the autumn of 1890, Morris left the Socialist League, with his Hammersmith branch seceding to become the independent Hammersmith Socialist Society in November 1890.[195]
    The Kelmscott Press and Morris' final years: 1889–96
    Morris (right) with Burne-Jones, 1890

    The work of Morris & Co. continued during Morris's final years, producing an array of stained glass windows designed by Burne-Jones and the six narrative tapestry panels depicting the quest for the Holy Grail for Stanmore Hall, Shropshire.[196] Morris's influence on Britain's artistic community became increasingly apparent as the Art Workers' Guild was founded in 1884, although, at the time, he was too preoccupied with his socialist activism to pay it any attention. Although the proposal faced some opposition, Morris would be elected to the Guild in 1888, and was elected to the position of master in 1892.[197] Morris similarly did not offer initial support for the Arts and Crafts Exhibition Society, but changed his opinion after the success of their first exhibit, held in Regents Street in October 1888. Giving lectures on tapestries for the group, in 1892 he would be elected president.[198] At this time, Morris also re-focused his attentions on SPAB campaigning; those causes he championed including the preservation of St. Mary's Church in Oxford, Blythburgh Church in Suffolk, Peterborough Cathedral, and Rouen Cathedral.[199]

    Although his socialist activism had decreased, he remained involved with the Hammersmith Socialist Society, and in October 1891 oversaw the creation of a short-lived newsletter, the Hammersmith Socialist Record.[200] Coming to oppose factionalism within the socialist movement, he sought to rebuild his relationship with the SDF, appearing as a guest lecturer at some of their events, and supporting SDF candidate George Lansbury when he stood in the Wandsworth by-election of February 1894.[201] In 1893 the Hammersmith Socialist Society co-founded the Joint Committee of Socialist Bodies with representatives of the SDF and Fabian Society; Morris helped draw up its "Manifesto of English Socialists".[202] He offered support for far left activists on trial, including a number of militant anarchists whose violent tactics he nevertheless denounced.[203] He also began using the term "communism" for the first time, stating that "Communism is in fact the completion of Socialism: when that ceases to be militant and becomes triumphant, it will be communism."[204] In December 1895 he gave his final open-air talk at Stepniak's funeral, where he spoke alongside prominent far left activists Eleanor Marx, Kier Hardie, and Errico Malatesta.[205] Liberated from internal factional struggles, he retracted his anti-Parliamentary position and worked for socialist unity, giving his last public lecture in January 1896 on the subject of "One Socialist Party."[29]

    In December 1888, the Chiswick Press published Morris' The House of the Wolfings, a fantasy story set in Iron Age Europe which provides a reconstructed portrait of the lives of Germanic-speaking Gothic tribes. It contained both prose and aspects of poetic verse.[206] A sequel, The Roots of the Mountains, followed in 1890.[207] Over the coming years he would publish a number of other fantasy novels: The Story of the Glittering Plain (1890), The Wood Beyond the World (1894), Child Christopher and Goldilind the Fair (1895), The Well at the World's End (1896), The Water of the Wondrous Isles (1897) and The Sundering Flood (1898).[208]

    In 1892 Morris embarked on a publication of the Anglo-Saxon tale Beowulf by contacting the Anglo-Saxon specialist Alfred John Wyatt at Christ's College, Cambridge and asking him to provide a translation of the text in prose, on which Morris based his poetical version.[209] On publication in February 1895, Morris' Beowulf was not well received.[210] With a production cost of £485 it was also one of the more expensive productions of the Kelmscott Press, on which Morris would make a financial loss.[209]

    Following the death of the sitting Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland, Alfred, Lord Tennyson, in October 1892, Morris was offered the position, but turned it down, disliking its associations with the monarchy and political establishment; instead the position went to Alfred Austin.[211]
    Morris' design for the Kelmscott Press' trademark

    In January 1891, Morris began renting a cottage near to Kelmscott House, No. 16 Upper Mall in Hammersmith, which would serve as the first premises of the Kelmscott Press, before relocating to the neighbouring No. 14 in May, that same month in which the company was founded. Devoted to the production of books which he deemed beautiful, Morris was artistically influenced by the illustrated manuscripts and early printed books of Medieval and Early Modern Europe, and commissioned custom typefaces such as his "Golden Type", cut by Edward Prince, to replicate them.[212] Before publishing its first work, Morris ensured that he had mastered the techniques of printing and secured supplies of hand-made paper and vellum which would be necessary for production.[213] Over the next seven years, they would publish 66 volumes.[214] The first of these would be one of Morris' own novels, The Story of the Glittering Plain, which was published in May 1891 and soon sold out. The Kelmscott Press would go on to publish 23 of Morris' books, more than those of any other author.[215] The press also published editions of works by Keats, Shelley, Ruskin, and Swinburne, as well as copies of various Medieval texts.[216] A number of the Press' books contained illustrations provided by Burne-Jones.[217]
    Title pages designed by Morris for The works of Geoffrey Chaucer, newly imprinted

    The Press' magnum opus would be the Kelmscott Chaucer, published in an edition of 425 copies, which had taken years to complete and included 87 illustrations from Burne-Jones.[218] Morris still remained firmly in an employer relation with those working at the Press, although organised outings for them and paid them above average wages.[219]

    By the early 1890s, Morris was increasingly ill and living largely as an invalid; aside from his gout, he also exhibited signs of epilepsy.[220] In August 1891, he took his daughter Jenny on a tour of Northern France to visit the Medieval churches and cathedrals.[221] Back in England, he spent an increasing amount of time at Kelmscott Manor.[222] Seeking treatment from the prominent doctor William Broadbent, he was prescribed a holiday in the coastal town of Folkestone.[223] In December 1894 he was devastated upon learning of his mother's death; she had been 90 years old.[224] In July 1896, he went on a cruise to Norway with construction engineer John Carruthers, during which he visited Vadsö and Trondheim; during the trip his physical condition deteriorated and he began experiencing hallucinations.[225] Returning to Kelmscott House, he became a complete invalid, being visited by friends and family, before dying of tuberculosis on the morning of 4 October 1896.[226] Obituaries appearing throughout the national press reflected that, at the time, Morris was widely recognised primarily as a poet. Mainstream press obituaries trivialised or dismissed his involvement in socialism, although the socialist press focused largely on this aspect of his career.[227] His funeral was held on 6 October, during which his corpse was carried from Hammersmith to Paddington rail station, where it was transported to Oxford, and from there to Kelmscott, where it was buried in the churchyard of St. George's Church.[228]
    Personal life
    Jane Burden Morris portrayed by Dante Gabriel Rossetti as Dante Alighieri's muse Beatrice, 1869

    Morris' biographer E.P. Thompson described him as having a "robust bearing, and a slight roll in his walk", alongside a "rough beard" and "disordered hair".[229] The author Henry James described Morris as "short, burly, corpulent, very careless and unfinished in his dress ... He has a loud voice and a nervous restless manner and a perfectly unaffected and businesslike address. His talk indeed is wonderfully to the point and remarkable for clear good sense."[229] Morris' first biographer Mackail described him as being both "a typical Englishman" and "a typical Londoner of the middle class" albeit one who was transformed into "something quite individual" through the "force of his genius".[230] MacCarthy described Morris' lifestyle as being "late Victorian, mildly bohemian, but bourgeois",[231] with Mackail commenting that he exhibited many of the traits of the bourgeois Victorian class: "industrious, honest, fair-minded up their lights, but unexpansive and unsympathetic".[232] Although he generally disliked children,[233] Morris also exhibited a strong sense of responsibility toward his family.[57] Mackail nevertheless thought he "was interested in things much more than in people" and that while he did ha ...................MORE AT LINK..

    POEMS----

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    The Doomed Ship

    The doomed ship drives on helpless through the sea,
    All that the mariners may do is done
    And death is left for men to gaze upon,
    While side by side two friends sit silently;
    Friends once, foes once, and now by death made free
    Of Love and Hate, of all things lost or won;
    Yet still the wonder of that strife bygone
    Clouds all the hope or horror that may be.


    Thus, Sorrow, are we sitting side by side
    Amid this welter of the grey despair,
    Nor have we images of foul or fair
    To vex, save of thy kissed face of a bride,
    Thy scornful face of tears when I was tried,
    And failed neath pain I was not made to bear.

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    Autumn

    Laden Autumn here I stand
    Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
    Nought but rest seems good to me,
    Speak the word that sets me free.

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    Spring

    Spring am I, too soft of heart
    Much to speak ere I depart:
    Ask the Summer-tide to prove
    The abundance of my love.

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    Summer

    Summer looked for long am I:
    Much shall change or e'er I die.

    Prithee take it not amiss
    Though I weary thee with bliss.

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    The Earthly Paradise: Apology

    Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing,
    I cannot ease the burden of your fears,
    Or make quick-coming death a little thing,
    Or bring again the pleasure of past years,
    Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears,
    Or hope again for aught that I can say,
    The idle singer of an empty day.


    But rather, when aweary of your mirth,
    From full hearts still unsatisfied ye sigh,
    And, feeling kindly unto all the earth,
    Grudge every minute as it passes by,
    Made the more mindful that the sweet days die--
    --Remember me a little then I pray,
    The idle singer of an empty day.


    The heavy trouble, the bewildering care
    That weighs us down who live and earn our bread,
    These idle verses have no power to bear;
    So let em sing of names remember{`e}d,
    Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead,
    Or long time take their memory quite away
    From us poor singers of an empty day.


    Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time,
    Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?
    Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme
    Beats with light wing against the ivory gate,
    Telling a tale not too importunate
    To those who in the sleepy region stay,
    Lulled by the singer of an empty day.


    Folk say, a wizard to a northern king
    At Christmas-tide such wondrous things did show,
    That through one window men beheld the spring,
    And through another saw the summer glow,
    And through a third the fruited vines a-row,
    While still, unheard, but in its wonted way,
    Piped the drear wind of that December day.


    So with this Earthly Paradise it is,
    If ye will read aright, and pardon me,
    Who strive to build a shadowy isle of bliss
    Midmost the beating of the steely sea,
    Where tossed about all hearts of men must be;
    Whose ravening monsters mighty men shall slay,
    Not the poor singer of an empty day.
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    An Invitation
    ---- by Thomas Blackburn
    Holding with shaking hands a letter from some
    Official – high up he says in the Ministry,
    I note that I am invited to Birmingham,
    There pedagogues to address for a decent fee.
    'We like to meet,' he goes on, 'men eminent
    In the field of letters each year,' and that's well put,
    Though I find his words not wholly relevant
    To this red-eyed fellow whose mouth tastes rank as soot.
    No doubt what he's thinking of is poetry
    When 'Thomas Blackburn' he writes, and not the fuss
    A life makes when it has no symmetry,
    Though the term 'a poet' being mainly posthumous,
    Since I'm no stiff, is inappropriate.
    What I can confirm is the struggle that never lets up
    Between the horses of Plato beneath my yoke,
    One after Light, and for Hell not giving a rap,
    The other only keen on infernal smoke.
    And poems...? From time to time they commemorate
    Some particularly dirty battle between these two;
    I put the letter down – what's the right note?
    'Dear Sir,' I type, 'how nice to speak to you!'

    What I can confirm is the struggle that never lets up
    Between the horses of Plato beneath my yoke,
    One after Light, and for Hell not giving a rap,
    The other only keen on infernal smoke.
    And poems...? From time to time they commemorate
    Some particularly dirty battle between these two;
    I put the letter down – what's the right note?
    'Dear Sir,' I type, 'how nice to speak to you!'
    I got a real kick out of this one, discovered today.-Tyr
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    Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems

    A Summer Day I The dawn laughs out on orient hills And ...
    A Winter Dawn Above the marge of night a star still shines, ...
    A Winter Day I The air is silent save where stirs A ...
    As The Heart Hopes It is a year dear one, since you ...
    Down Home Down home to-night the moonshine falls Across a ...
    The Truce Of Night Lo, it is dark, Save for the crystal ...
    Come, Rest Awhile Come, rest awhile, and let us idly stray ...

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    When The Dark Comes Down

    When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the sea
    With lisping laugh and whimper to the red reef's threnody,
    The boats are sailing homeward now across the harbor bar
    With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar.
    So furl your sails and take your rest, ye fisher folk so brown,
    For task and quest are ended when the dark comes down.

    When the dark comes down, oh, the landward valleys fill
    Like brimming cups of purple, and on every landward hill
    There shines a star of twilight that is watching evermore
    The low, dim lighted meadows by the long, dim-lighted shore,
    For there, where vagrant daisies weave the grass a silver crown,
    The lads and lassies wander when the dark comes down.

    When the dark comes down, oh, the children fall asleep,
    And mothers in the fisher huts their happy vigils keep;
    There's music in the song they sing and music on the sea,
    The loving, lingering echoes of the twilight's litany,
    For toil has folded hands to dream, and care has ceased to frown,
    And every wave's a lyric when the dark comes down.
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
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    The Seeker

    I sought for my happiness over the world,
    Oh, eager and far was my quest;
    I sought it on mountain and desert and sea,
    I asked it of east and of west.
    I sought it in beautiful cities of men,
    On shores that were sunny and blue,
    And laughter and lyric and pleasure were mine
    In palaces wondrous to view;
    Oh, the world gave me much to my plea and my prayer
    But never I found aught of happiness there!

    Then I took my way back to a valley of old
    And a little brown house by a rill,
    Where the winds piped all day in the sentinel firs
    That guarded the crest of the hill;
    I went by the path that my childhood had known
    Through the bracken and up by the glen,
    And I paused at the gate of the garden to drink
    The scent of sweet-briar again;
    The homelight shone out through the dusk as of yore
    And happiness waited for me at the door!
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
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    The Old Man's Grave

    Make it where the winds may sweep
    Through the pine boughs soft and deep,
    And the murmur of the sea
    Come across the orient lea,
    And the falling raindrops sing
    Gently to his slumbering.

    Make it where the meadows wide
    Greenly lie on every side,
    Harvest fields he reaped and trod,
    Westering slopes of clover sod,
    Orchard lands where bloom and blow
    Trees he planted long ago.

    Make it where the starshine dim
    May be always close to him,
    And the sunrise glory spread
    Lavishly around his bed.
    And the dewy grasses creep
    Tenderly above his sleep.

    Since these things to him were dear
    Through full many a well-spent year,
    It is surely meet their grace
    Should be on his resting-place,
    And the murmur of the sea
    Be his dirge eternally.
    Lucy Maud Montgomery

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    Lucy Maud Montgomery

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    Lucy Maud Montgomery
    L. M. Montgomery
    L. M. Montgomery c. 1920s
    Born November 30, 1874
    Clifton, Prince Edward Island
    Died April 24, 1942 (aged 67)
    Toronto, Ontario
    Occupation Fiction writer
    Nationality Canadian
    Education Prince of Wales College, Dalhousie University
    Period 1896–1940
    Genre Canadian literature, children's novels
    Notable works

    Anne of Green Gables
    Rilla of Ingleside
    Emily of New Moon

    Spouse Ewen ("Ewan") Macdonald
    Children Chester (1912–1963)
    Hugh (1914–1914)
    Stuart (1915–1982)

    L.M. Montgomery OBE (November 30, 1874 – April 24, 1942), was the pen name of Lucy Maud Montgomery, a Canadian author best known for a series of novels beginning in 1908 with Anne of Green Gables. The book was an immediate success. The central character, Anne Shirley, an orphaned girl, made Montgomery famous in her lifetime and gave her an international following.[1] The first novel was followed by a series of sequels with Anne as the central character. Montgomery went on to publish 20 novels as well as 530 short stories, 500 poems, and 30 essays. Most of the novels were set in Prince Edward Island, and locations within Canada's smallest province became a literary landmark and popular tourist site—namely Green Gables farm, the genesis of Prince Edward Island National Park. She was made an officer of the Order of the British Empire in 1935.

    Montgomery's work, diaries and letters have been read and studied by scholars and readers worldwide.[2]

    Contents

    1 Early life
    2 Writing career, romantic interests, and family life
    2.1 Published books and suitors
    2.2 Marriage and family
    2.3 Later life
    3 Death
    4 Legacy
    4.1 Collections
    4.2 Landmarked places
    4.3 Honours and awards
    5 Works
    5.1 Novels
    5.1.1 Anne of Green Gables series
    5.1.2 Emily trilogy
    5.1.3 Pat of Silver Bush
    5.1.4 The Story Girl
    5.1.5 Miscellaneous
    5.2 Short story collection
    5.2.1 Short stories by chronological order
    5.3 Poetry
    5.4 Non-fiction
    5.5 Autobiography
    6 Notes and references
    6.1 Notes
    6.2 References
    6.3 Bibliography
    7 External links
    7.1 Texts, images and collections
    7.2 Audio
    7.3 Organizations

    Early life
    Lucy Maud Montgomery, 1884 (age 10)

    Lucy Maud Montgomery was born in Clifton (now New London) in Prince Edward Island on November 30, 1874. Her mother Clara Woolner Macneill Montgomery died of tuberculosis when Maud was 21 months old. Stricken with grief over his wife's death, Hugh John Montgomery gave custody to Montgomery's maternal grandparents.[3] Later he moved to Prince Albert, North-West Territories (now Prince Albert, Saskatchewan) when Montgomery was seven.[4] She went to live with her maternal grandparents, Alexander Marquis Macneill and Lucy Woolner Macneill, in the nearby community of Cavendish and was raised by them in a strict and unforgiving manner. Montgomery's early life in Cavendish was very lonely.[5] Despite having relatives nearby, much of her childhood was spent alone. Montgomery credits this time of her life, in which she created many imaginary friends and worlds to cope with her loneliness, with developing her creativity.[6]

    Montgomery completed her early education in Cavendish with the exception of one year (1890–1891) during which time she was in Prince Albert with her father and her stepmother, Mary Ann McRae.[4] In November 1890, while in Prince Albert, Montgomery's first work, a poem entitled "On Cape LeForce,"[4][6] was published in the Charlottetown paper, The Daily Patriot. She was as excited about this as she was about her return to her beloved Prince Edward Island in 1891.[6] The return to Cavendish was a great relief to her. Her time in Prince Albert was unhappy,for she did not get along with her stepmother[7] and because by, "... Maud’s account, her father's marriage was not a happy one."[8] In 1893, following the completion of her grade school education in Cavendish, she attended Prince of Wales College in Charlottetown, and obtained a teacher's license. She completed the two-year program in one year.[4] In 1895 and 1896, she studied literature at Dalhousie University in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
    Writing career, romantic interests, and family life
    Published books and suitors
    Birthplace of Lucy Maud Montgomery

    Upon leaving Dalhousie, Montgomery worked as a teacher in various Prince Edward Island schools. Though she did not enjoy teaching, it afforded her time to write. Beginning in 1897, she began to have her short stories published in magazines and newspapers. Montgomery was prolific and had over 100 stories published from 1897 to 1907.

    During her teaching years, Montgomery had numerous love interests. As a highly fashionable young woman, she enjoyed "slim, good looks"[6] and won the attention of several young men. In 1889, at 14, Montgomery began a relationship with a Cavendish boy named Nate Lockhart. To Montgomery, the relationship was merely a humorous and witty friendship. It ended abruptly when Montgomery refused his marriage proposal.[9]

    The early 1890s brought unwelcome advances from John A. Mustard and Will Pritchard.[10] Mustard, her teacher, quickly became her suitor; he tried to impress her with his knowledge of religious matters. His best topics of conversation were his thoughts on Predestination and "other dry points of theology",[11] which held little appeal for Montgomery. During the period when Mustard's interest became more pronounced, Montgomery found a new interest in Will Pritchard, the brother of her friend Laura Pritchard. This friendship was more amiable but, again, he felt more for Montgomery than she did for him.[12] When Pritchard sought to take their friendship further, Montgomery resisted. Montgomery refused both marriage proposals; the former was too narrow-minded,[13] and the latter was merely a good chum.[5] She ended the period of flirtation when she moved to Prince Edward Island. However, she and Pritchard did continue to correspond for over six years, until Pritchard caught influenza and died in 1897.[14]

    In 1897, Montgomery accepted the proposal of Edwin Simpson,[4] who was a student in French River near Cavendish.[15][16] Montgomery wrote that she accepted his proposal out of a desire for "love and protection" and because she felt her prospects were rather low.[5] While teaching in Lower Bedeque, she had a brief but passionate romantic attachment to Herman Leard, a member of the family with which she boarded.[17] In 1898, after much unhappiness and disillusionment, Montgomery broke off her engagement to Simpson.[18] Montgomery no longer sought romantic love.[6]

    In 1898, Montgomery moved back to Cavendish to live with her widowed grandmother. For a nine-month period between 1901 and 1902, she worked in Halifax as a substitute proofreader for the newspapers Morning Chronicle and The Daily Echo.[4][19] Montgomery was inspired to write her first books during this time on Prince Edward Island. Until her grandmother's death in March 1911, Montgomery stayed in Cavendish to take care of her. This coincided with a period of considerable income from her publications.[6] Although she enjoyed this income, she was aware that “marriage was a necessary choice for women in Canada.”[7]
    Marriage and family

    In 1908, Montgomery published her first book, Anne of Green Gables. An immediate success, it established Montgomery's career, and she would write and publish material (Including numerous sequels to Anne) continuously for the rest of her life. Shortly after her grandmother's death in 1911, she married Ewen (spelled in her notes and letters as "Ewan"[20]) Macdonald (1870–1943), a Presbyterian minister,[4] and they moved to Ontario where he had taken the position of minister of St. Paul's Presbyterian Church, Leaskdale in present-day Uxbridge Township, also affiliated with the congregation in nearby Zephyr. Montgomery wrote her next eleven books from the Leaskdale manse. The structure was subsequently sold by the congregation and is now the Lucy Maud Montgomery Leaskdale Manse Museum.

    The Macdonalds had three sons; the second was stillborn. The great increase of Montgomery's writings in Leaskdale is the result of her need to escape the hardships of real life.[21] Montgomery underwent several periods of depression while trying to cope with the duties of motherhood and church life and with her husband’s attacks of religious melancholia (endogenous major depressive disorder) and deteriorating health: "For a woman who had given the world so much joy, [life] was mostly an unhappy one."[7] For much of her life, writing was her one great solace.[11] Also, during this time, Montgomery was engaged in a series of "acrimonious, expensive, and trying lawsuits with the publisher L.C. Page, that dragged on until she finally won in 1929."[22]

    Montgomery stopped writing about Anne in about 1920, writing in her journal that she had tired of the character. She preferred instead to create books about other young, female characters, feeling that her strength was writing about characters who were either very young or very old. Other series written by Montgomery include the "Emily" and "Pat" books, which, while successful, did not reach the same level of public acceptance as the "Anne" volumes. She also wrote a number of stand-alone novels, which were also generally successful, if not as successful as her Anne books.
    Later life
    Leaskdale manse, home of Lucy Maud Montgomery from 1911 to 1926

    In 1926, the family moved into the Norval Presbyterian Charge, in present-day Halton Hills, Ontario, where today the Lucy Maud Montgomery Memorial Garden can be seen from Highway 7.

    In 1935, upon her husband's retirement, Montgomery moved to Swansea, Ontario, a suburb of Toronto, buying a house which she named Journey's End, situated on Riverside Drive along the east bank of the Humber River. Montgomery continued to write, and (in addition to writing other material) returned to writing about Anne after a 15-year hiatus, filling in previously unexplored gaps in the chronology she had developed for the character. She published Anne of Windy Poplars in 1936 and Anne of Ingleside in 1939. Jane of Lantern Hill, a non-Anne novel, was also composed around this time and published in 1937.

    In the last year of her life, Montgomery completed what she intended to be a ninth book featuring Anne, titled The Blythes Are Quoted. It included fifteen short stories (many of which were previously published) that she revised to include Anne and her family as mainly peripheral characters; forty-one poems (most of which were previously published) that she attributed to Anne and to her son Walter, who died as a soldier in the Great War; and vignettes featuring the Blythe family members discussing the poems. The book was delivered to Montgomery's publisher on the day of her death, but for reasons unexplained, the publisher declined to issue the book at the time. Montgomery scholar Benjamin Lefebvre speculates that the book's dark tone and anti-war message (Anne speaks very bitterly of WWI in one passage) may have made the volume unsuitable to publish in the midst of the second world war.

    An abridged version of this book, which shortened and reorganized the stories and omitted all the vignettes and all but one of the poems, was published as a collection of short stories called The Road to Yesterday in 1974, more than 30 years after the original work had been submitted. A complete edition of The Blythes Are Quoted, edited by Benjamin Lefebvre, was finally published in its entirety by Viking Canada in October 2009, more than 67 years after it was composed.
    Death
    The gravestone of Montgomery, in a grassy cemetery. The text on the gravestone says, "Lucy Maud Montgomery Macdonald/wife of/Ewan Macdonald/1874–1942.
    Gravestone

    Montgomery died on April 24, 1942. A note was found beside her bed, reading, in part, "I have lost my mind by spells and I do not dare think what I may do in those spells. May God forgive me and I hope everyone else will forgive me even if they cannot understand. My position is too awful to endure and nobody realizes it. What an end to a life in which I tried always to do my best."[23] Montgomery died from coronary thrombosis in Toronto.[24][a] However, it was revealed by her granddaughter, Kate Macdonald Butler, in September 2008 that Montgomery suffered from depression – possibly as a result of caring for her mentally ill husband for decades – and may have taken her own life via a drug overdose.[25] But, there is another point of view.[23][26] According to Mary Rubio, who wrote a biography of Montgomery, Lucy Maud Montgomery: The Gift of Wings (2008), the message may have been intended to be a journal entry as part of a journal that can no longer be found, rather than a simple suicide note.[26]

    During her lifetime, Montgomery published 20 novels, over 500 short stories, an autobiography, and a book of poetry. Aware of her fame, by 1920 Montgomery began editing and recopying her journals, presenting her life as she wanted it remembered. In doing so certain episodes were changed or omitted.[27]

    She was buried at the Cavendish Community Cemetery in Cavendish following her wake in the Green Gables farmhouse and funeral in the local Presbyterian church.
    Legacy
    Collections

    The L. M. Montgomery Institute, founded in 1993, at the University of Prince Edward Island, promotes scholarly inquiry into the life, works, culture, and influence of L. M. Montgomery and coordinates most of the research and conferences surrounding her work. The Montgomery Institute collection consists of novels, manuscripts, texts, letters, photographs, sound recordings and artifacts and other Montgomery ephemera.[28]

    Her major collections are archived at the University of Guelph.

    The first biography of Montgomery was The Wheel of Things: A Biography of L. M. Montgomery (1975), written by Mollie Gillen. Dr. Gillen also discovered over 40 of Montgomery's letters to her pen-friend George Boyd MacMillan in Scotland and used them as the basis for her work. Beginning in the 1980s, her complete journals, edited by Mary Rubio and Elizabeth Waterston, were published by the Oxford University Press. From 1988–95, editor Rea Wilmshurst collected and published numerous short stories by Montgomery. Most of her essays, along with interviews with Montgomery, commentary on her work, and coverage of her death and funeral, appear in Benjamin Lefebvre's The L. M. Montgomery Reader, Volume 1: A Life in Print (2013).[29]

    Despite the fact that Montgomery published over twenty books, "she never felt she achieved her one 'great' book".[6] Her readership, however, has always found her characters and stories to be among the best in fiction. Mark Twain said Montgomery’s Anne was “the dearest and most moving and delightful child since the immortal Alice". Montgomery was honoured by being the first female in Canada to be named a fellow of the Royal Society of Arts in England and by being invested in the Order of the British Empire in 1935.[30] However, her fame was not limited to Canadian audiences. Anne of Green Gables became a success worldwide. For example, every year, thousands of Japanese tourists "make a pilgrimage to a green-gabled Victorian farmhouse in the town of Cavendish on Prince Edward Island".[31] In 2012, the original novel Anne of Green Gables was ranked number nine among all-time best children's novels in a survey published by School Library Journal, a monthly with primarily U.S. audience.[32] The British public ranked it number 41 among all novels in The Big Read, a 2003 BBC survey to determine the "nation's best-loved novel".[33]
    Landmarked places

    Montgomery's home of Leaskdale Manse in Ontario, and the area surrounding Green Gables and her Cavendish home in Prince Edward Island, have both been designated National Historic Sites.[34][35] Montgomery herself was designated a Person of National Historic Significance by the Government of Canada in 1943.[36]

    Bala's Museum in Bala, Ontario, is a house museum established in 1992. Officially it is "Bala's Museum with Memories of Lucy Maud Montgomery", for Montgomery and her family stayed in the boarding house during a July 1922 holiday that inspired her novel The Blue Castle (1926). The museum hosts some events pertaining to Montgomery or her fiction, including re-enactment of the holiday visit.[37]
    Honours and awards

    Montgomery was honoured by Britain's King George V as an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE), as there were no Canadian orders, decorations or medals for civilians until the 1970s.

    Montgomery was named a National Historic Person in 1943 by the Canadian federal government. Her Ontario residence was designated a National Historic Site (NHS) in 1997 (Leaskdale Manse NHS), while the place that inspired her famous novels, Green Gables, was designated "L. M. Montgomery's Cavendish NHS" in 2004.

    On May 15, 1975, the Post Office Department issued a stamp to "Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables" designed by Peter Swan and typographed by Bernard N. J. Reilander. The 8¢ stamps are perforated 13 and were printed by Ashton-Potter Limited.[38]

    A pair of stamps was issued in 2008 by Canada Post, marking the centennial of the publication of Montgomery's classic first novel.[39]

    The City of Toronto named a park for her (Lucy Maud Montgomery Park) and in 1983 placed a historical marker there near the house where she lived from 1935 until her death in 1942.[40]

    On November 30, 2015 (her 141st birthday), Google honoured Lucy Maud Montgomery with a Google Doodle published in twelve countries.[41]
    Works
    Novels
    Anne of Green Gables series
    First page of "Anne of Green Gables", published in 1908

    Anne of Green Gables (1908)
    Anne of Avonlea (1909)
    Anne of the Island (1915)
    Anne of Windy Poplars (1936)
    Anne's House of Dreams (1917)
    Anne of Ingleside (1939)
    Rainbow Valley (1919)
    Rilla of Ingleside (1921)
    The Blythes Are Quoted (2009) — was given to publisher the day before her death and lost. Finally found in mid–2000s.

    Emily trilogy

    Emily of New Moon (1923)
    Emily Climbs (1925)
    Emily's Quest (1927)

    Pat of Silver Bush

    Pat of Silver Bush (1933)
    Mistress Pat (1935)

    The Story Girl

    The Story Girl (1911)
    The Golden Road (1913)

    Miscellaneous

    Kilmeny of the Orchard (1910)
    The Blue Castle (1926)
    Magic for Marigold (1929)
    A Tangled Web (1931)
    Jane of Lantern Hill (1937)

    Short story collection

    Chronicles of Avonlea (1912)
    "The Hurrying of Ludovic"
    "Old Lady Lloyd"
    "Each In His Own Tongue"
    "Little Joscelyn"
    "The Winning of Lucinda"
    "Old Man Shaw's Girl"
    "Aunt Olivia's Beau"
    "Quarantine at Alexander Abraham's"
    "Pa Sloane's Purchase"
    "The Courting of Prissy Strong"
    "The Miracle at Carmody"
    "The End of a Quarrel"
    Further Chronicles of Avonlea (1920)
    "Aunt Cynthia's Persian Cat"
    "The Materializing of Cecil"
    "Her Father's Daughter"
    "Jane's Baby"
    "The Dream-Child"
    "The Brother Who Failed"
    "The Return of Hester"
    "The Little Brown Book of Miss Emily"
    "Sara's Way"
    "The Son of his Mother"
    "The Education of Betty"
    "In Her Selfless Mood"
    "The Conscience Case of David Bell"
    "Only a Common Fellow"
    "Tannis of the Flats"



    The Road to Yesterday (1974)
    "An Afternoon With Mr. Jenkins"
    "Retribution"
    "The Twins Pretend"
    "Fancy's Fool"
    "A Dream Come True"
    "Penelope Struts Her Theories"
    "The Reconciliation"
    "The Cheated Child"
    "Fool's Errand"
    "The Pot and the Kettle"
    "Here Comes the Bride"
    "Brother Beware"
    "The Road to Yesterday"
    "A Commonplace Woman"
    The Doctor's Sweetheart and Other Stories, selected by Catherine McLay (1979)
    Akin to Anne: Tales of Other Orphans, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1988)
    Along the Shore: Tales by the Sea, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1989)
    Among the Shadows: Tales from the Darker Side, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1990)
    After Many Days: Tales of Time Passed, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1991)
    Against the Odds: Tales of Achievement, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1993)
    At the Altar: Matrimonial Tales, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1994)
    Across the Miles: Tales of Correspondence, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1995)
    Christmas with Anne and Other Holiday Stories, edited by Rea Wilmshurst (1995)
    The Blythes Are Quoted, edited by Benjamin Lefebvre (2009) (companion book to Rilla of Ingleside)

    Short stories by chronological order

    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1896 to 1901 (2008)
    "A Case of Trespass" (1897)
    "A Christmas Inspiration" (1901)
    "A Christmas Mistake" (1899)
    "A Strayed Allegiance" (1897)
    "An Invitation Given on Impulse" (1900)
    "Detected by the Camera" (1897)
    "In Spite of Myself" (1896)
    "Kismet" (1899)
    "Lillian's Business Venture" (1900)
    "Miriam's Lover" (1901)
    "Miss Calista's Peppermint Bottle" (1900)
    "The Jest that Failed" (1901)
    "The Pennington's Girl" (1900)
    "The Red Room" (1898)
    "The Setness of Theodosia" (1901)
    "The Story of An Invitation" (1901)
    "The Touch of Fate" (1899)
    "The Waking of Helen" (1901)
    "The Way of Winning Anne" (1899)
    "Young Si" (1901)
    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1902 to 1903 (2008)
    "A Patent Medicine Testimonial" (1903)
    "A Sandshore Wooing" (1903)
    "After Many Days" (1903)
    "An Unconventional Confidence" (1903)
    "Aunt Cyrilla's Christmas Basket" (1903)
    "Davenport's Story" (1902)
    "Emily's Husband" (1903)
    "Min" (1903)
    "Miss Cordelia's Accommodation" (1903)
    "Ned's Stroke of Business" (1903)
    "Our Runaway Kite" (1903)
    "The Bride Roses" (1903)
    "The Josephs' Christmas" (1902)
    "The Magical Bond of the Sea" (1903)
    "The Martyrdom of Estella" (1902)
    "The Old Chest at Wyther Grange" (1903)
    "The Osborne's Christmas" (1903)
    "The Romance of Aunt Beatrice" (1902)
    "The Running Away of Chester" (1903)
    "The Strike at Putney" (1903)
    "The Unhappiness of Miss Farquhar" (1903)
    "Why Mr. Cropper Changed His Mind" (1903)
    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1904 (2008)
    "A Fortunate Mistake" (1904)
    "An Unpremeditated Ceremony" (1904)
    "At the Bay Shore Farm" (1904)
    "Elizabeth's Child" (1904)
    "Freda's Adopted Grave" (1904)
    "How Don Was Saved" (1904)
    "Miss Madeline's Proposal" (1904)
    "Miss Sally's Company" (1904)
    "Mrs. March's Revenge" (1904)
    "Nan" (1904)
    "Natty of Blue Point" (1904)
    "Penelope's Party Waist" (1904)
    "The Girl and The Wild Race" (1904)
    "The Promise of Lucy Ellen" (1904)
    "The Pursuit of the Ideal" (1904)
    "The Softening of Miss Cynthia" (1904)
    "Them Notorious Pigs" (1904)
    "Why Not Ask Miss Price?" (1904)
    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1905 to 1906 (2008)
    "A Correspondence and a Climax" (1905)
    "An Adventure on Island Rock" (1906)
    "At Five O'Clock in the Morning" (1905)
    "Aunt Susanna's Birthday Celebration" (1905)
    "Bertie's New Year" (1905)
    "Between the Hill and the Valley" (1905)
    "Clorinda's Gifts" (1906)
    "Cyrilla's Inspiration" (1905)
    "Dorinda's Desperate Deed" (1906)
    "Her Own People" (1905)



    [1905 to 1906, continued]
    "Ida's New Year Cake" (1905)
    "In the Old Valley" (1906)
    "Jane Lavinia" (1906)
    "Mackereling Out in the Gulf" (1905)
    "Millicent's Double " (1905)
    "The Blue North Room" (1906)
    "The Christmas Surprise At Enderly Road" (1905)
    "The Dissipation of Miss Ponsonby" (1906)
    "The Falsoms' Christmas Dinner" (1906)
    "The Fraser Scholarship" (1905)
    "The Girl at the Gate" (1906)
    "The Light on the Big Dipper" (1906)
    "The Prodigal Brother" (1906)
    "The Redemption of John Churchill" (1906)
    "The Schoolmaster's Letter" (1905)
    "The Story of Uncle Dick" (1906)
    "The Understanding of Sister Sara" (1905)
    "The Unforgotten One" (1906)
    "The Wooing of Bessy" (1906)
    "Their Girl Josie " (1906)
    "When Jack and Jill Took a Hand" (1905)
    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1907 to 1908 (2008)
    "A Millionaire's Proposal" (1907)
    "A Substitute Journalist" (1907)
    "Anna's Love Letters" (1908)
    "Aunt Caroline's Silk Dress" (1907)
    "Aunt Susanna's Thanksgiving Dinner" (1907)
    "By Grace of Julius Caesar" (1908)
    "By the Rule of Contrary" (1908)
    "Fair Exchange and No Robbery " (1907)
    "Four Winds" (1908)
    "Marcella's Reward" (1907)
    "Margaret's Patient" (1908)
    "Matthew Insists on Puffed Sleeves" (1908)
    "Missy's Room" (1907)
    "Ted's Afternoon Off" (1907)
    "The Girl Who Drove the Cows" (1908)
    "The Doctor's Sweetheart" (1908)
    "The End of the Young Family Feud" (1907)
    "The Genesis of the Doughnut Club" (1907)
    "The Growing Up of Cornelia" (1908)
    "The Old Fellow's Letter " (1907)
    "The Parting of the Ways" (1907)
    "The Promissory Note" (1907)
    "The Revolt of Mary Isabel" (1908)
    "The Twins and a Wedding" (1908)
    Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories: 1909 to 1922 (2008)
    "A Golden Wedding" (1909)
    "A Redeeming Sacrifice" (1909)
    "A Soul that Was Not At Home" (1915)
    "Abel And His Great Adventure" (1917)
    "Akin to Love" (1909)
    "Aunt Philippa and the Men" (1915)
    "Bessie's Doll" (1914)
    "Charlotte's Ladies" (1911)
    "Christmas at Red Butte " (1909)
    "How We Went to the Wedding" (1913)
    "Jessamine" (1909)
    "Miss Sally's Letter" (1910)
    "My Lady Jane" (1915)
    "Robert Turner's Revenge" (1909)
    "The Fillmore Elderberries" 1909)
    "The Finished Story" (1912)
    "The Garden of Spices" (1918)
    "The Girl and the Photograph" (1915)
    "The Gossip of Valley View" (1910)
    "The Letters" (1910)
    "The Life-Book of Uncle Jesse" (1909)
    "The Little Black Doll" (1909)
    "The Man on the Train" (1914)
    "The Romance of Jedediah" (1912)
    "The Tryst of the White Lady" (1922)
    "Uncle Richard's New Year Dinner" (1910)
    "White Magic" (1921)

    Poetry

    The Watchman & Other Poems (1916)
    The Poetry of Lucy Maud Montgomery, selected by John Ferns and Kevin McCabe (1987)

    Non-fiction

    Courageous Women (1934) (with Marian Keith and Mabel Burns McKinley)

    Autobiography

    The Alpine Path: The Story of My Career (1974; originally published in Everywoman's World in 1917)
    The Selected Journals of L.M. Montgomery (5 vols.), edited by Mary Rubio and Elizabeth Waterston (1985–2004)
    The Complete Journals of L.M. Montgomery: The PEI Years 1889–1911 (2 vols.), edited by Mary Henley Rubio and Elizabeth Hillman Waterston (2012–2014)
    18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.

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    A Gravestone
    - Poem by William Allingham


    Far from the churchyard dig his grave,
    On some green mound beside the wave;
    To westward, sea and sky alone,
    And sunsets. Put a mossy stone,
    With mortal name and date, a harp
    And bunch of wild flowers, carven sharp;
    Then leave it free to winds that blow,
    And patient mosses creeping; slow,
    And wandering wings, and footsteps rare
    Of human creature pausing there.
    William Allingham

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    The Fairies
    ------------ - Poem by William Allingham


    Up the airy mountain,
    Down the rushy glen,
    We daren't go a-hunting
    For fear of little men;
    Wee folk, good folk,
    Trooping all together;
    Green jacket, red cap,
    And white owl's feather!

    Down along the rocky shore
    Some make their home,
    They live on crispy pancakes
    Of yellow tide-foam;
    Some in the reeds
    Of the black mountain lake,
    With frogs for their watch-dogs,
    All night awake.

    High on the hill-top
    The old King sits;
    He is now so old and gray
    He's nigh lost his wits.
    With a bridge of white mist
    Columbkill he crosses,
    On his stately journeys
    From Slieveleague to Rosses;
    Or going up with music
    On cold starry nights
    To sup with the Queen
    Of the gay Northern Lights.

    They stole little Bridget
    For seven years long;
    When she came down again
    Her friends were all gone.
    They took her lightly back,
    Between the night and morrow,
    They thought that she was fast asleep,
    But she was dead with sorrow.
    They have kept her ever since
    Deep within the lake,
    On a bed of flag-leaves,
    Watching till she wake.

    By the craggy hill-side,
    Through the mosses bare,
    They have planted thorn-trees
    For pleasure here and there.
    If any man so daring
    As dig them up in spite,
    He shall find their sharpest thorns
    In his bed at night.

    Up the airy mountain,
    Down the rushy glen,
    We daren't go a-hunting
    For fear of little men;
    Wee folk, good folk,
    Trooping all together;
    Green jacket, red cap,
    And white owl's feather!
    William Allingham



    ************************************************** ****************
    A Burial-place
    ---------------William Allingham

    WHERE those green mounds o’erlook the mingling Erne

    And salt Atlantic, clay that walked as Man

    A thousand years ago, Oster or Kerne,

    May still repose: and thither, if ye can,

    I pray ye, friends, to see my ashes borne

    When I have measured out this mortal span;

    After so many centuries have rolled,

    Adding one brother to the sleepers old.



    The silver salmon shooting up the fall,

    Itself at once the arrow and the bow;

    The shadow of the old quay’s weedy wall

    Cast on the shining turbulence below;

    The water-voice which ever seemed to call

    Far off out of my childhood’s long-ago;

    The gentle washing of the harbor wave;—

    Be these the sounds and sights around my grave.



    Soothed also with thy friendly beck, my town,

    And near the square gray tower, within whose shade

    I might not with my fathers lay me down:

    Whilst, by the wide heavens changefully arrayed,

    The purple mountains its horizon crown;

    And westward ’tween low hummocks is displayed

    In lightsome hours, the level pale blue sea,

    With sails upon it, creeping silently:



    Or, other time, beyond that tawny sand,

    And ocean glooming underneath the shroud

    Drawn thick athwart it by tempestuous hand;

    When like a mighty fire the bar roars loud,

    As though the whole sea came to whelm the land,—

    The gull flies white against the stormy cloud,

    And in the weather-gleam the breakers mark

    A ghastly line upon the waters dark.



    A green, unfading quilt above be spread,

    And freely round let all the breezes blow;

    May children play beside the breathless bed,

    Holiday lasses by the cliff-edge go;

    And manly sports upon the sward be sped,

    And cheerful boats beneath the headland row.

    And be the thought, if any rise, of me,

    What happy soul might choose that thought to be.





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    William Allingham


    From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
    William Allingham
    William Allingham Photo.jpg
    Born 19 March 1824
    Ballyshannon, County Donegal, Ireland
    Died 18 November 1889 (aged 65)
    Hampstead, London
    Nationality Irish[a]
    Occupation poet, scholar
    Spouse(s) Helen Paterson Allingham (1874–1889)

    William Allingham (19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889) was an Irish poet, diarist and editor. He wrote several volumes of lyric verse, and his poem 'The Faeries' was much anthologised; but he is better known for his posthumously published Diary,[1] in which he records his lively encounters with Tennyson, Carlyle and other writers and artists. His wife, Helen Allingham, was a well-known water-colorist and illustrator.[2]

    Contents

    1 Biography
    2 Assessment and influence
    3 See also
    4 Notes
    5 References
    6 Further reading
    7 External links

    Biography

    William Allingham was born on 19 March 1824 in the little port of Ballyshannon, County Donegal, Ireland, United Kingdom, and was the son of the manager of a local bank who was of English descent.[3] His younger brothers and sisters were Catherine (b. 1826), John (b. 1827), Jane (b. 1829), Edward (b. 1831; who lived only a few months) and a still-born brother (b. 1833). During his childhood his parents moved twice within the town, where the boy enjoyed the country sights and gardens, learned to paint and listened to his mother's piano-playing. When he was nine, his mother died.[4]

    He obtained a post in the custom-house of his native town, and held several similar posts in Ireland and England until 1870. During this period were published his Poems (1850; which included his well-known poem, 'The Fairies') and Day and Night Songs (1855; illustrated by Dante Gabriel Rossetti and others). (Rossetti's Letters to Allingham (1854–1870), edited by Dr. Birkbeck Hill, would be published in 1897.) Lawrence Bloomfield in Ireland, his most ambitious, though not his most successful work, a narrative poem illustrative of Irish social questions, appeared in 1864. He also edited The Ballad Book for the Golden Treasury series in 1864, and Fifty Modern Poems in 1865.

    In April 1870 Allingham retired from the customs service, moved to London and became sub-editor of Fraser's Magazine, eventually becoming editor in succession to James Froude in June 1874 – a post he would hold till 1879.[5] On 22 August 1874 he married the illustrator, Helen Paterson, who was twenty-four years younger than he. His wife gave up her work as an illustrator and would become well known under her married name as a water-colour painter. At first the couple lived in London, at 12 Trafalgar Square, Chelsea, near Allingham's friend, Thomas Carlyle, and it was there that they had their first two children – Gerald Carlyle (b. 1875 November) and Eva Margaret (b. 1877 February). In 1877 appeared Allingham's Songs, Poems and Ballads. In 1881, after the death of Carlyle, the Allinghams moved to Sandhills near Witley in Surrey, where their third child, Henry William, was born in 1882. At this period Allingham published Evil May Day (1883), Blackberries (1884) and Irish Songs and Poems (1887).

    In 1888, because of William's declining health, they moved back to the capital, to the heights of Hampstead village. But in 1889, on 18 November, William died at Hampstead. According to his wishes he was cremated. His ashes are interred at St. Anne's church in his native Ballyshannon.

    Posthumously Allingham's Varieties in Prose was published in 1893. William Allingham A Diary, edited by Mrs Helen Allingham and D. Radford, was published in 1907. It contains Allingham's reminiscences of Alfred Tennyson, Thomas Carlyle and other writers and artists.
    Assessment and influence

    Working on an un-ostentatious scale, Allingham produced much lyrical and descriptive poetry, and the best of his pieces are thoroughly national in spirit and local colouring. His verse is clear, fresh, and graceful. His best-known poem remains his early work, "The Faeries".[6]

    Allingham had a substantial influence on W. B. Yeats;[7] while the Ulster poet John Hewitt felt Allingham's impact keenly, and attempted to revive his reputation by editing, and writing an introduction to, The Poems of William Allingham (Oxford University Press/ Dolmen Press, 1967). Allingham's wide-ranging anthology of poetry, Nightingale Valley (1862) was to be the inspiration for the 1923 collection Come Hither by Walter de la Mare.[8]

    We daren't go a-hunting/For fear of little men... was quoted by the character of The Tinker near the beginning of the movie Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory, as well as in Mike Mignola's comic book short story Hellboy: The Corpse, plus the 1973 horror film Don't Look in the Basement. Several lines of the poem are quoted by Henry Flyte, a character in issue No. 65 of the Supergirl comic book, August 2011. This same poem was quoted in Andre Norton's 1990 science fiction novel Dare To Go A-Hunting (ISBN 0-812-54712-8).

    Up the Airy Mountain is the title of a short story by Debra Doyle and James D. Macdonald; while the working title of Terry Pratchett's The Wee Free Men was "For Fear of Little Men".

    The Allingham Arms Hotel in Bundoran, Co. Donegal is named after him.[9]
    See also

    Celtic Revival
    Leigh Hunt
    Thomas Moore

    Notes

    Ireland, was within the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland during his lifespan.

    References

    William Allingham: a Diary; edited by H. Allingham and D. Radford (1907 and reprints)
    I. Ousby ed., The Cambridge Guide to Literature in English (1995) p. 18
    D. Daiches ed., The Penguin Companion to Literature 1 (1971) p. 19
    William Allingham A Diary Edited by H. Allingham and D. Radford (1907)
    I. Ousby ed., The Cambridge Guide to Literature in English (1995) p. 18
    The Fairies, multimedia eBook.
    D. Daiches ed., The Penguin Companion to Literature 1 (1971) p. 19
    T Whistler, Imagination of the Heart (1993) p. 322

    "Allingham Arms Hotel | Bundoran". Allinghamarmshotel.ie. 2013-11-21. Retrieved 2014-04-01.

    This article incorporates text from a publication now in the public domain: Chisholm, Hugh, ed. (1911). "Allingham, William". Encyclopædia Britannica (11th ed.). Cambridge University Press.

    Further reading

    M. McClure, 'Biographical Note: the Allinghams of Ballyshannon', in Donegal Annual; 52 (2000), p. 87–89
    M. S. Lasner, 'William Allingham. Some Uncollected Authors LVI Part 1 (2)', in Book Collector; 39 (1991 summer, autumn), p. 174–204 and 321–349
    S. A. Husni, William Allingham An Annotated Bibliography (1989)
    A. Warner, 'William Allingham Bibliographical Survey', in Irish Book Lore; 2 (1976), p. 303–307
    P. M. England, 'The Poetry of William Allingham' [M.A. thesis, Birmingham University] (1976)
    A. Warner, William Allingham (1975)
    H. Shields, 'William Allingham and folk song', in Hermathena; 117 (1974), p. 23–36
    A. Warner, William Allingham An Introduction (1971)
    W.I.P. McDonough, 'The Life and Work of William Allingham' [PhD thesis, Trinity College, Dublin] (1952)
    P.S. O'Hegarty, 'A Bibliography of William Allingham', in Dublin Magazine (1945 Jan–Mar and July–September)
    J. L. Donaghy, 'William Allingham', in Dublin Magazine; 20:2 (1945), p. 34–38
    H. Knopf, 'William Allingham und seine Dichtung im Lichte der irischen Freheitsbewegung' [Dissertation] (1928. Biel)
    Letters to William Allingham, ed. H. Allingham (1911)
    William Allingham, William Allingham A Diary, ed. H. Allingham and D. Radford (1907)
    D. G. Rossetti, The Letters of Dante Gabriel Rossetti to William Allingham 1854–1870, ed. G.B.N. Hill (1897)

    External links
    Wikisource has original works written by or about:
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    "Archival material relating to William Allingham". UK National Archives.
    Works by William Allingham at Project Gutenberg
    Works by or about William Allingham at Internet Archive
    Works by William Allingham at LibriVox (public domain audiobooks)
    William Allingham at University of Toronto Libraries
    William Allingham at Library of Congress Authorities, with 41 catalogue records
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    Kevin N. Roberts



    Kevin Nicholas Roberts [1969-2008] was a poet, fiction writer and professor of English Literature. He died on December 10, 2008. Kevin spent three years in the English countryside of Suffolk writing Romantic poetry and studying the Romantic Masters beside the North Sea. His poetry has been compared to that of Swinburne, one of his major influences. Kevin was born on the 4th of April in the United States, which, accounting for the hour of his birth and the time zone difference, just happened to be Swinburne's birthdate, April the 5th, in England. Roberts claimed to be the reincarnation of Swinburne ...

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    Rondel


    Our time has passed on swift and careless feet,
    With sighs and smiles and songs both sad and sweet.
    Our perfect hours have grown and gone so fast,
    And these are things we never can repeat.
    Though we might plead and pray that it would last,
    Our time has passed.

    Like shreds of mist entangled in a tree,
    Like surf and sea foam on a foaming sea,
    Like all good things we know can never last,
    Too soon we'll see the end of you and me.
    Despite the days and realms that we amassed,
    Our time has passed.



    It Is Too Late

    It is too late. Though we would reinspire
    Our dream, rewake a dead desire,
    A dismal sea divides our sighs and smiles;
    Between us now so many months and miles
    And tears for all things torn away by time,
    For faded flowers grown pale and past their prime.
    And no sweet words can make sick joys revive,
    no mystic kiss keeps loves long dead alive.
    What mortal hand can stay the hand of fate?
    It is too late.

    Astrologia

    Based on the painting by Sir Edward Burne-Jones

    What secrets burn behind the glass;
    What spirits climb?
    What sorry things and sad things pass;
    What things sublime;
    What fate, unfolding like a book,
    For her from whom one brief glance took
    All innocence and hope for all of time?

    Behind her eyes, where grief is grown,
    Desire dies
    With sighs for all the sorrows flown
    And joy that flies
    And fades the blush upon her cheek,
    Her eyes so beautiful and bleak,
    Their blue the subtle blue of seas and skies.

    Though knowing is a kind of curse
    She can but keep,
    She knows not yet which wound is worse,
    Which pain more deep—
    The pulse of perfect hours fled
    Or endless years that lay ahead
    With nothing left to do but wait and weep.



    Introductory lines from Fatal Women

    The darker side of our love,
    A lighter shade of death.
    The thing that brings me comfort:
    The sweet sleeping sound of your breath.



    Hyacinthe

    Like splendid seas and faultless as a flower
    And aptly called by flushing flower’s name,
    With sad sweet voice possessed of fairy power
    That made me love long ere we met, the same
    As had we loved some lost long fevered hour
    In frenzied throes, with flesh and lips aflame.

    Smooth-skinned and white, with soft pale throat perfumed
    And languid limbs that cry to be caressed
    And kissed and clutched and full-consumed,
    Her passioned lips half-mad to be possessed:
    Asleep, alone, with mermaid-dreams entombed,
    She waits, frail hands laid light upon her chest.

    Mad dreams drone past of maiden pleasures missed,
    A flood of fears and subtle, silent sighs,
    Half-parted lips, as though they’ve just been kissed,
    Half-haunted eyes grown wide and wild and wise,
    Reflecting shades, like ghosted clouds of mist,
    But clear and calm like sultry seas and skies.

    A kiss to wake forgotten fairy powers!
    One hallowed touch to conjure sacred sight!
    A heart that bleeds to show what shall be ours
    In starry eyes so soft and warm and bright:
    A swarm of savage, sad, redemptive stars
    In some eternal sacrificial night.
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    To See Him Again
    - Poem by Gabriela Mistral


    Never, never again?
    Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
    or during dawn's maiden brightness
    or afternoons of sacrifice?

    Or at the edge of a pale path
    that encircles the farmlands,
    or upon the rim of a trembling fountain,
    whitened by a shimmering moon?

    Or beneath the forest's
    luxuriant, raveled tresses
    where, calling his name,
    I was overtaken by the night?
    Not in the grotto that returns
    the echo of my cry?

    Oh no. To see him again --
    it would not matter where --
    in heaven's deadwater
    or inside the boiling vortex,
    under serene moons or in bloodless fright!

    To be with him...
    every springtime and winter,
    united in one anguished knot
    around his bloody neck!
    Gabriela Mistral

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    I was not expecting that last verse- or even that last stanza.
    This one has power and apparently,heartache, pain, angst, anger, hatred and extreme loathing of a lost lover..-Tyr
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