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Comparatively few letters of Crabbe's have + been preserved, but a small and interesting series will be found + in the "Leadbeater Papers" (1862), consisting of letters + addressed to Mary Leadbeater, the daughter of Burke's friend, + Richard Shackleton.</p> + + <p>I am indebted to Mr. John Murray for kindly lending me many + manuscript sermons and letters of Crabbe's and a set of + commonplace books in which the poet had entered fragments of + cancelled poems, botanical memoranda, and other miscellaneous + matter.</p> + + <p>Of especial service to me has been a copy of Crabbe's + <i>Memoir</i> by his son with abundant annotations by Edward + FitzGerald, whose long intimacy with Crabbe's son and grandson + had enabled him to illustrate the text with many anecdotes and + comments of <a name="Pg6"></a> interest chiefly derived from + those relatives. This volume has been most kindly placed at my + disposal by Mr. W. Aldis Wright, FitzGerald's literary + executor.</p> + + <p>Finally, I have once again to thank my old friend the Master + of Peterhouse for his careful reading of my proof sheets.</p> + + <center> + A.A. + </center> + + <p><i>July 1903</i> <a name="Pg7"></a></p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + <hr> + <a name="TOC"><!-- TOC --></a> + + <h2>CONTENTS</h2> + + <p><a href="#RULE4_2">PREFATORY NOTE</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH1">CHAPTER I EARLY LIFE IN ALDEBURGH</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH2">CHAPTER II POVERTY IN LONDON</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH3">CHAPTER III FRIENDSHIP WITH BURKE</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH4">CHAPTER IV LIFE AT BELVOIR CASTLE</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH5">CHAPTER V IN SUFFOLK AGAIN</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH6">CHAPTER VI "THE PARISH REGISTER"</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH7">CHAPTER VII "THE BOROUGH"</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH8">CHAPTER VIII "TALES"</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH9">CHAPTER IX VISITING IN LONDON</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH10">CHAPTER X "TALES OF THE HALL"</a></p> + + <p><a href="#CH11">CHAPTER XI LAST YEARS AT TROWBRIDGE</a></p> + + <p><a href="#IDX">INDEX</a></p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p><a name="RULE4_3"><!-- RULE4 3 --></a> + + <h2>CRABBE</h2> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p> + + <p> </p><a name="CH1"><!-- CH1 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER I</h2> + + <center> + EARLY LIFE IN ALDEBURGH + </center> + + <center> + (1754-1780) + </center> + + <p><a name="Pg9"></a> Two eminent English poets who must be + reckoned moderns though each produced characteristic verse before + the end of the eighteenth century, George Crabbe and William + Wordsworth, have shared the common fate of those writers who, + possessing a very moderate power of self-criticism, are + apparently unable to discriminate between their good work and + their bad. Both have suffered, and still suffer, in public + estimation from this cause. The average reader of poetry does not + care to have to search and select for himself, and is prone + summarily to dismiss a writer (especially a poet) on the evidence + of his inferior productions. Wordsworth, by far the greater of + the two poets, has survived the effects of his first offence, and + has grown in popularity and influence for half a century past. + Crabbe, for many other reasons that I shall have to trace, has + declined in public favour during a yet longer period, and the + combined bulk and inequality of his poetry have permanently + injured him, even as they injured his younger contemporary. + <a name="Pg10"></a></p> + + <p>Widely as these two poets differed in subjects and methods, + they achieved kindred results and played an equally important + part in the revival of the human and emotional virtues of poetry + after their long eclipse under the shadow of Pope and his school. + Each was primarily made a poet through compassion for what "man + had made of man," and through a concurrent and sympathetic + influence of the scenery among which he was brought up. Crabbe + was by sixteen years Wordsworth's senior, and owed nothing to his + inspiration. In the form, and at times in the technique of his + verse, his controlling master was Pope. For its subjects he was + as clearly indebted to Goldsmith and Gray. But for <i>The + Deserted Village</i> of the one, and <i>The Elegy</i> of the + other, it is conceivable that Crabbe, though he might have + survived as one of the "mob of gentlemen" who imitated Pope "with + ease," would never have learned where his true strength lay, and + thus have lived as one of the first and profoundest students of + <i>The Annals of the Poor</i>. For <i>The Village</i>, one of the + earliest and not least valuable of his poems, was written (in + part, at least) as early as 1781, while Wordsworth was yet a + child, and before Cowper had published a volume. In yet another + respect Crabbe was to work hand in hand with Wordsworth. He does + not seem to have held definite opinions as to necessary reforms + in what Wordsworth called "poetic diction." Indeed he was + hampered, as Wordsworth was not, by a lifelong adherence to a + metre—the heroic couplet—with which this same poetic + diction was most closely bound up. He did not always escape the + effects of this contagion, but in the main he was delivered from + it by what I have called a first-hand association with man and + <a name="Pg11"></a> nature. He was ever describing what he had + seen and studied with his own eyes, and the vocabulary of the + bards who had for generations borrowed it from one another failed + to supply him with the words he needed. The very limitations of + the first five-and-twenty years of his life passed in a small and + decaying seaport were more than compensated by the intimacy of + his acquaintance with its inhabitants. Like Wordsworth he had + early known love and sorrow "in huts where poor men lie."</p> + + <p>Wordsworth's fame and influence have grown steadily since his + death in 1850. Crabbe's reputation was apparently at its height + in 1819, for it was then, on occasion of his publishing his + <i>Tales of the Hall</i>, that Mr. John Murray paid him three + thousand pounds for the copyright of this work, and its + predecessors. But after that date Crabbe's popularity may be said + to have continuously declined. Other poets, with other and more + purely poetical gifts, arose to claim men's attention. Besides + Wordsworth, as already pointed out, Scott, Byron, Coleridge, + Keats, Shelley had found their various admirers, and drawn + Crabbe's old public from him. It is the purpose of this little + volume to inquire into the reasons why he is still justly counted + a classic, and whether he has not, as Tennyson said of him, "a + world of his own," still rich in interest and in profit for the + explorer.</p> + <hr> + + <p>Aldeburgh—or as it came to be more commonly spelled in + modern times, Aldborough—is to-day a pleasant and quiet + watering-place on the coast of Suffolk, only a few miles from + Saxmundham, with which it is connected by a branch line of the + Great <a name="Pg12"></a> Eastern Railway. It began to be known + for its fine air and sea-bathing about the middle of the last + century, and to-day possesses other attractions for the yachtsman + and the golfer. But a hundred years earlier, when Crabbe was + born, the town possessed none of these advantages and means of + access, to amend the poverty and rough manners of its boating and + fishing inhabitants. In the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries + Aldeburgh had been a flourishing port with a population able to + provide notable aid in the hour of national danger. Successive + Royal Charters had accorded to the town markets, with other + important rights and privileges. It had returned two members to + Parliament since early in the days of Elizabeth, and indeed + continued to do so until the Reform Bill of 1831. But, in common + with Dunwich, and other once flourishing ports on the same coast, + Aldeburgh had for its most fatal enemy, the sea. The gradual + encroachments of that irresistible power had in the course of two + centuries buried a large portion of the ancient Borough beneath + the waves. Two existing maps of the town, one of about 1590, the + other about 1790, show how extensive this devastation had been. + This cause, and others arising from it, the gradual decay of the + shipping and fishing industries, had left the town in the main a + poor and squalid place, the scene of much smuggling and other + lawlessness. Time and the ocean wave had left only "two parallel + and unpaved streets, running between mean and scrambling houses." + Nor was there much relief, aesthetic or other, in the adjacent + country, which was flat, marshy, and treeless, continually swept + by northern and easterly gales. A river, the Ald, <a name= + "Pg13"></a> from which the place took its name, approached the + sea close to the town from the west, and then took a turn, + flowing south, till it finally entered the sea at the + neighbouring harbour of Orford.</p> + + <p>In Aldeburgh, on Christmas Eve 1754, George Crabbe was born. + He came of a family bearing a name widely diffused throughout + Norfolk and Suffolk for many generations. His father, after + school-teaching in various parishes in the neighbourhood, finally + settled down in his native place as collector of the salt duties, + a post which his father had filled before him. Here as a very + young man he married an estimable and pious widow, named Loddock, + some years his senior, and had a family of six children, of whom + George was the eldest.</p> + + <p>Within the limits of a few miles round, including the towns + and villages of Slaughden, Orford, Parham, Beccles, Stowmarket, + and Woodbridge, the first five-and-twenty years of the poet's + life were spent. He had but slight interest in the pursuits of + the inhabitants. His father, brought up among its fishing and + boating interests, was something nautical in his ambitions, + having a partnership in a fishing-boat, and keeping a yacht on + the river. His other sons shared their father's tastes, while + George showed no aptitude or liking for the sea, but from his + earliest years evinced a fondness for books, and a marked + aptitude for learning. He was sent early to the usual + dame-school, and developed an insatiable appetite for such + stories and ballads as were current among the neighbours. George + Crabbe, the elder, possessed a few books, and used to read aloud + to his family passages from Milton, Young, and other didactic + poets of the eighteenth century. Furthermore he took in a country + magazine, which <a name="Pg14"></a> had a "Poet's Corner," always + handed over to George for his special benefit. The father, + respecting these early signs of a literary bent in the son, sent + him to a small boarding-school at Bungay in the same county, and + a few years later to one of higher pretensions at Stowmarket, + kept by a Mr. Richard Haddon, a mathematical teacher of some + repute, where the boy also acquired some mastery of Latin and + acquaintance with the Latin classics. In his later years he was + given (perhaps a little ostentatiously) to prefixing quotations + from Horace, Juvenal, Martial, and oven more recondite authors, + to the successive sections of <i>The Borough</i> But wherever he + found books—especially poetry—he read them and + remembered them. He early showed considerable acquaintance with + the best English poets, and although Pope controlled his metrical + forms, and something more than the forms, to the end of his life, + he had somehow acquired a wide knowledge of Shakespeare, and even + of such then less known poets as Spenser, Raleigh, and + Cowley.</p> + + <p>After some three years at Stowmarket—it now being + settled that medicine was to be his calling—George was + taken from school, and the search began in earnest for some + country practitioner to whom he might be apprenticed. An interval + of a few months was spent at home, during which he assisted his + father at the office on Slaughden Quay, and in the year 1768, + when he was still under fourteen years of age, a post was found + for him in the house of a surgeon at Wickham-Brook, near Bury St. + Edmunds. This practitioner combined the practise of agriculture + on a small scale with that of physic, and young Crabbe had to + take his share in the labours of the farm. The <a name= + "Pg15"></a> result was not satisfactory, and after three years of + this rough and uncongenial life, a more profitable situation was + found with a Mr. Page of Woodbridge—the memorable home of + Bernard Barton and Edward FitzGerald. Crabbe became Mr. Page's + pupil in 1771, and remained with him until 1775.</p> + + <p>We have the authority of Crabbe's son and biographer for + saying that he never really cared for the profession he had + adopted. What proficiency he finally attained in it, before he + forsook it for ever, is not quite clear. But it is certain that + his residence among the more civilised and educated inhabitants + of Woodbridge was of the greatest service to him. He profited + notably by joining a little club of young men who met on certain + evenings at an inn for discussion and mutual improvement. To this + little society Crabbe was to owe one chief happiness of his life. + One of its members, Mr. W.S. Levett, a surgeon (one wonders if a + relative of Samuel Johnson's protégé), was at this + time courting a Miss Brereton, of Framlingham, ten miles away. + Mr. Levett died young in 1774, and did not live to marry, but + during his brief friendship with Crabbe was the means of + introducing him to the lady who, after many years of patient + waiting, became his wife. In the village of Great Parham, not far + from Framlingham, lived a Mr. Tovell, of Parham Hall, a + substantial yeoman, farming his own estate. With Mr. and Mrs. + Tovell and their only child, a daughter, lived an orphan niece of + Mr. Tovell's, a Miss Sarah Elmy, Miss Brereton's bosom-friend, + and constant companion. Mr. Levett had in consequence become the + friend of the Tovell family, and conceived the desire that his + young friend, <a name="Pg16"></a> Crabbe, should be as blessed as + himself. "George," he said, "you shall go with me to Parham; + there is a young lady there who would just suit you!" Crabbe + accepted the invitation, made Mr. Tovell's acquaintance, and + promptly fell in love with Mr. Tovell's niece. The poet, at that + time, had not yet completed his eighteenth year.</p> + + <p>How soon after this first meeting George Crabbe proposed and + was accepted, is not made clear, but he was at least welcomed to + the house as a friend and an admirer, and his further visits + encouraged. His youth and the extreme uncertainty of his + prospects could not well have been agreeable to Mr. and Mrs. + Tovell, or to Miss Elmy's widowed mother who lived not far away + at Beccles, but the young lady herself returned her lover's + affection from the first, and never faltered. The three following + years, during which Crabbe remained at Woodbridge, gave him the + opportunity of occasional visits, and there can be no doubt that + apart from the fascinations of his "Mira," by which name he + proceeded to celebrate her in occasional verse, the experience of + country life and scenery, so different from that of his native + Aldeburgh, was of great service in enlarging his poetical + outlook. Great Parham, distant about five miles from Saxmundham, + and about thirteen from Aldeburgh, is at this day a village of + great rural charm, although a single-lined branch of the Great + Eastern wanders boldly among its streams and cottage gardens + through the very heart of the place. The dwelling of the Tovells + has many years ago disappeared—an entirely new hall having + risen on the old site; but there stands in the parish, a few + fields away, an older <a name="Pg17"></a> Parham + Hall;—to-day a farm-house, dear to artists, of singular + picturesqueness, surrounded and even washed by a deep moat, and + shaded by tall trees—a haunt, indeed, "of ancient peace." + The neighbourhood of this old Hall, and the luxuriant beauty of + the inland village, so refreshing a contrast to the barrenness + and ugliness of the country round his native town, enriched + Crabbe's mind with many memories that served him well in his + later poetry.</p> + + <p>In the meantime he was practising verse, though as yet showing + little individuality. A Lady's Magazine of the day, bearing the + name of its publisher, Mr. Wheble, had offered a prize for the + best poem on the subject of <i>Hope</i>, which Crabbe was so + fortunate as to win, and the same magazine printed other short + pieces in the same year, 1772. They were signed "G.C., + Woodbridge," and included divers lyrics addressed to Mira. Other + extant verses of the period of his residence at Woodbridge show + that he was making experiments in stanza-form on the model of + earlier English poets, though without showing more than a certain + imitative skill. But after he had been three years in the town, + he made a more notable experiment and had found a printer in + Ipswich to take the risk of publication. In 1775 was printed in + that town a didactic satire of some four hundred lines in the + Popian couplet, entitled <i>Inebriety</i>. Coleridge's friend, + who had to write a prize poem on the subject of Dr. Jenner, + boldly opened with the invocation—</p> + <pre> + + "Inoculation! Heavenly maid, descend." + +</pre> + + <p>As the title of Crabbe's poem stands for the bane and not the + antidote, he could not adopt the same <a name="Pg18"></a> method, + but he could not resist some other precedents of the epic sort, + and begins thus, in close imitation of <i>The + Dunciad</i>—</p> + <pre> + + "The mighty spirit, and its power which stains + The bloodless cheek and vivifies the brains, + I sing" + +</pre> + + <p>The apparent object of the satire was to describe the varied + phases of Intemperance, as observed by the writer in different + classes of society—the Villager, the Squire, the Farmer, + the Parish Clergyman, and even the Nobleman's Chaplain, an + official whom Crabbe as yet knew only by imagination. From + childhood he had had ample experience of the vice in the rough + and reckless homes of the Aldeburgh poor. His subsequent medical + pursuits must have brought him into occasional contact with it + among the middle classes, and even in the manor-houses and + parsonages for which he made up the medicine in his master's + surgery. But his treatment of the subject was too palpably + imitative of one poetic model, already stale from repetition. Not + only did he choose Pope's couplet, with all its familiar + antitheses and other mannerisms, but frankly avowed it by + parodying whole passages from the <i>Essay on Man</i> and <i>The + Dunciad</i>, the original lines being duly printed at the foot of + the page. There is little of Crabbe's later accent of sympathy. + Epigram is too obviously pursued, and much of the suggested + acquaintance with the habits of the upper classes—</p> + <pre> + + "Champagne the courtier drinks, the spleen to chase, + The colonel Burgundy, and Port his grace" + +</pre> + + <p>is borrowed from books and not from life. Nor <a name= + "Pg19"></a> did the satire gain in lucidity from any editorial + care. There are hardly two consecutive lines that do not suffer + from a truly perverse theory of punctuation. A copy of the rare + original is in the writer's possession, at the head of which the + poet has inscribed his own maturer judgment of this youthful + effort—"Pray let not this be seen ... there is very little + of it that I'm not heartily ashamed of." The little quarto + pamphlet—"Ipswich, printed and sold by C. Punchard, + Bookseller, in the Butter Market, 1775. Price one shilling and + sixpence"—seems to have attracted no attention. And yet a + critic of experience would have recognised in it a force as well + as a fluency remarkable in a young man of twenty-one, and + pointing to quite other possibilities when the age of imitation + should have passed away.</p> + + <p>In 1775 Crabbe's term of apprenticeship to Mr. Page expired, + and he returned to his home at Aldeburgh, hoping soon to repair + to London and there continue his medical studies. But he found + the domestic situation much changed for the worse. His mother + (who, as we have seen, was several years older than her husband) + was an invalid, and his father's habits and temper were not + improving with time. He was by nature imperious, and had always + (it would seem) been liable to intemperance of another kind. + Moreover, a contested election for the Borough in 1774 had + brought with it its familiar temptations to protracted + debauch—and it is significant that in 1775 he vacated the + office of churchwarden that he had held for many years. George, + to whom his father was not as a rule unkind, did not shrink from + once more assisting him among the butter-tubs on Slaughden + <a name="Pg20"></a> Quay. Poetry seems to have been for a while + laid aside, the failure of his first venture having perhaps + discouraged him. Some slight amount of practice in his profession + fell to his share. An entry in the Minute Book of the Aldeburgh + Board of Guardians of September 17, 1775, orders "that Mr. George + Crabbe, Junr., shall be employed to cure the boy Howard of the + itch, and that whenever any of the poor shall have occasion for a + surgeon, the overseers shall apply to him for that purpose." But + these very opportunities perhaps only served to show George + Crabbe how poorly he was equipped for his calling as surgeon, and + after a period not specified means were found for sending him to + London, where he lodged with a family from Aldeburgh who were in + business in Whitechapel. How and where he then obtained + instruction or practice in his calling does not appear, though + there is a gruesome story, recorded by his son, how a + baby-subject for dissection was one day found in his cupboard by + his landlady, who was hardly to be persuaded that it was not a + lately lost infant of her own. In any case, within a year + Crabbe's scanty means were exhausted, and he was once more in + Aldeburgh, and assistant to an apothecary of the name of Maskill. + This gentleman seems to have found Aldeburgh hopeless, for in a + few months he left the town, and Crabbe set up for himself as his + successor. But he was still poorly qualified for his profession, + his skill in surgery being notably deficient. He attracted only + the poorest class of patients—the fees ware small and + uncertain and his prospects of an early marriage, or even of + earning his living as a single man, seemed as far off as ever. + Moreover, he was again cut off from <a name="Pg21"></a> congenial + companionship, with only such relief as was afforded by the + occasional presence in the town of various Militia regiments, the + officers of which gave him some of their patronage and + society.</p> + + <p>He had still happily the assurance of the faithful devotion of + Miss Elmy. Her father had been a tanner in the Suffolk town of + Beccles, where her mother still resided, and where Miss Elmy paid + her occasional visits. The long journey from Aldeburgh to Beccles + was often taken by Crabbe, and the changing features of the + scenery traversed were reproduced, his son tells us, many years + afterwards in the beautiful tale of <i>The Lover's Journey</i>. + The tie between Crabbe and Miss Elmy was further strengthened by + a dangerous fever from which Crabbe suffered in 1778-79, while + Miss Elmy was a guest under his parents' roof. This was succeeded + by an illness of Miss Elmy, when Crabbe was in constant + attendance at Parham Hall. His intimacy with the Tovells was + moreover to be strengthened by a sad event in that family, the + death of their only child, an engaging girl of fourteen. The + social position of the Tovells, and in greater degree their + fortune, was superior to that of the Crabbes, and the engagement + of their niece to one whose prospects were so little brilliant + had never been quite to their taste. But henceforth this feeling + was to disappear. This crowning sorrow in the family wrought more + cordial feelings. Crabbe was one of those who had known and been + kind to their child, and such were now,</p> + <pre> + + "Peculiar people—death had made them dear." + +</pre> + + <p>And henceforth the engagement between the lovers was frankly + accepted. But though the course of this <a name="Pg22"></a> true + love was to run more and more smooth, the question of Crabbe's + future means of living seemed as hopeless of solution as + ever.</p> + + <p>And yet the enforced idleness of these following years was far + from unprofitable. The less time occupied in the routine work of + his profession, the more leisure he had for his favourite study + of natural history, and especially of botany. This latter study + had been taken up during his stay at Woodbridge, the + neighbourhood of which had a Flora differing from that of the + bleak coast country of Aldeburgh, and it was now pursued with the + same zeal at home. Herbs then played a larger part than to-day + among curative agents of the village doctor, and the fact that + Crabbe sought and obtained them so readily was even pleaded by + his poorer patients as reason why his fees need not be calculated + on any large scale. But this absorbing pursuit did far more than + serve to furnish Crabbe's outfit as a healer. It was undoubtedly + to the observing eye and retentive memory thus practised in the + cottage gardens, and in the lanes, and meadows, and marshes of + Suffolk that his descriptions, when once he found where his true + strength lay, owed a charm for which readers of poetry had long + been hungering. The floral outfit of pastoral poets, when Crabbe + began to write, was a <i>hortus siccus</i> indeed. Distinctness + in painting the common growth of field and hedgerow may be said + to have had its origin with Crabbe. Gray and Goldsmith had their + own rare and special gifts to which Crabbe could lay no claim. + But neither these poets nor even Thomson, whose avowed purpose + was to depict nature, are Crabbe's rivals in this respect. Byron + in the most <a name="Pg23"></a> hackneyed of all eulogies upon + Crabbe defined him as "Nature's sternest painter yet the best." + The criticism would have been juster had he written that Crabbe + was the truest painter of Nature in her less lovely phases. + Crabbe was not stern in his attitude either to his fellow-men, or + to the varying aspects of Nature, although for the first years of + his life he was in habitual contact with the less alluring side + of both.</p> + + <p>But it was not only through a closer intimacy with Nature that + Crabbe was being unconsciously prepared for high poetic service. + Hope deferred and disappointments, poverty and anxiety, were + doing their beneficent work. Notwithstanding certain early + dissipations and escapades which his fellow-townsmen did not fail + to remember against him in the later days of his success, Crabbe + was of a genuinely religious temperament, and had been trained by + a devout mother. Moreover, through a nearer and more sympathetic + contact with the lives and sorrows of the poor suffering, he was + storing experience full of value for the future, though he was + still and for some time longer under the spell of the dominant + poetic fashion, and still hesitated to "look into his heart and + write."</p> + + <p>But the time was bound to come when he must put his poetic + quality to a final test. In London only could he hope to prove + whether the verse, of which he was accumulating a store, was of a + kind that men would care for. He must discover, and speedily, + whether he was to take a modest place in the ranks of literature, + or one even more humble in the shop of an apothecary. After + weighing his chances and his risks for many a weary day he took + the final resolution, and his son has told us the + circumstances:-- <a name="Pg24"></a></p> + + <p>"One gloomy day towards the close of the year 1779, he had + strolled to a bleak and cheerless part of the cliff above + Aldeburgh, called The Marsh Hill, brooding as he went over the + humiliating necessities of his condition, and plucking every now + and then, I have no doubt, the hundredth specimen of some common + weed. He stopped opposite a shallow, muddy piece of water, as + desolate and gloomy as his own mind, called the Leech-pond, and + 'it was while I gazed on it,' he said to my brother and me, one + happy morning, 'that I determined to go to London and venture + all'"</p> + + <p>About thirty years later, Crabbe contributed to a magazine + (<i>The New Monthly</i>) some particulars of his early life, and + referring to this critical moment added that he had not then + heard of "another youthful adventurer," whose fate, had he known + of it, might perhaps have deterred him from facing like + calamities. Chatterton had "perished in his pride" nearly ten + years before. As Crabbe thus recalled the scene of his own + resolve, it may have struck him as a touching coincidence that it + was by the Leech-pool on "the lonely moor"—though there was + no "Leech-gatherer" at hand to lend him fortitude—that he + resolved to encounter "Solitude, pain of heart, distress, and + poverty." He was, indeed, little better equipped than Chatterton + had been for the enterprise. His father was unable to assist him + financially, and was disposed to reproach him for forsaking a + profession, in the cause of which the family had already made + sacrifices. The Crabbes and all their connections were poor, and + George scarcely knew any one whom he might appeal to for even a + loan. At length Mr. Dudley North, of Little Glemham Hall, near + Parham, whose <a name="Pg25"></a> brother had stood for + Aldeburgh, was approached, and sent the sum asked for—five + pounds. George Crabbe, after paying his debts, set sail for + London on board a sloop at Slaughden Quay—"master of a box + of clothes, a small case of surgical instruments, and three + pounds in money." This was in April 1780. <a name="Pg26"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH2"><!-- CH2 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER II</h2> + + <center> + POVERTY IN LONDON + </center> + + <center> + (1780-1781) + </center> + + <p>Crabbe had no acquaintances of his own in London, and the only + introduction he carried with him was to an old friend of Miss + Elmy's, a Mrs. Burcham, married to a linen-draper in Cornhill. In + order to be near these friendly persons he took lodgings, close + to the Royal Exchange, in the house of a hairdresser, a Mr. + Vickery, at whose suggestion, no doubt, he provided himself with + "a fashionable tie-wig". Crabbe at once began preparations for + his literary campaign, by correcting such verse as he had brought + with him, completing "two dramas and a variety of prose essays," + and generally improving himself by a course of study and practice + in composition. As in the old Woodbridge days, he made some + congenial acquaintances at a little club that met at a + neighbouring coffee-house, which included a Mr. Bonnycastle and a + Mr. Reuben Burrow, both mathematicians of repute, who rose to + fill important positions in their day. These recreations he + diversified with country excursions, during which he read Horace + and Ovid, or searched the woods around London for plants and + insects.</p> + + <p>From his first arrival in town Crabbe kept a diary <a name= + "Pg27"></a> or journal, addressed to his "Mira" at Parham, and we + owe to it a detailed account of his earlier struggles, three + months of the journal having survived and fallen into his son's + hands after the poet's death. Crabbe had arrived in London in + April, and by the end of the month we learn from the journal that + he was engaged upon a work in prose, "A Plan for the Examination + of our Moral and Religious Opinions," and also on a poetical + "Epistle to Prince William Henry," afterwards William IV., who + had only the year before entered the navy as midshipman, but had + already seen some service under Rodney. The next day's entry in + the diary tells how he was not neglecting other possible chances + of an honest livelihood. He had answered an advertisement in the + <i>Daily Advertiser</i> for "an amanuensis, of grammatical + education, and endued with a genius capable of making + improvements in the writings of a gentleman not well versed in + the English language." Two days later he called for a reply, only + to find that the gentleman was suited. The same day's entry also + records how he had sent his poem (probably the ode to the young + Sailor-Prince) to Mr. Dodsley. Only a day later he writes. + "Judging it best to have two strings to the bow, and fearing Mr. + Dodsley's will snap, I have finished another little work from + that awkward-titled piece, 'The Foes of Mankind': have run it on + to three hundred and fifty lines, and given it a still more odd + name, 'An Epistle from the Devil.' To-morrow I hope to transcribe + it fair, and send it by Monday."</p> + + <p>"Mr. Dodsley's reply just received: 'Mr. Dodsley presents his + compliments to the gentleman who favoured him with the enclosed + poem, which he has <a name="Pg28"></a> returned, as he apprehends + the sale of it would probably not enable him to give any + consideration. He does not mean to insinuate a want of merit in + the poem, but rather a want of attention in the public.'"</p> + + <p>All this was sufficiently discouraging, and the next day's + record is one of even worse omen. The poet thanks Heaven that his + spirits are not affected by Mr. Dodsley's refusal, and that he is + already preparing another poem for another bookseller, Mr. + Becket. He adds, however: "I find myself under the disagreeable + necessity of vending or pawning some of my more useless articles: + accordingly have put into a paper such as cost about two or three + guineas, and, being silver, have not greatly lessened in their + value. The conscientious pawnbroker allowed me—'he + <i>thought</i> he <i>might'</i>—half a guinea for them. I + took it very readily, being determined to call for them very + soon, and then, if I afterwards wanted, carry them to some less + voracious animal of the kind."</p> + + <p>The entries during the next six weeks continue of the same + tenor. Mr. Becket, for whose approval were sent "Poetical + Epistles, with a preface by the learned Martinus Scriblerus" (he + was still harping on the string of the Augustans), proved no more + responsive than Dodsley, "'Twas a very pretty thing, but, sir, + these little pieces the town do not regard." By May 16th he had + "sold his wardrobe, pawned his watch, was in debt to his + landlord, and finally at some loss how to eat a week longer." Two + days later he had pawned his surgical instruments—redeemed + and repawned his watch on more favourable terms—and was + rejoiced to find himself still the possessor of ten shillings. He + remained stout of heart—his faith in Providence still his + strong comfort--and the Vickery <a name="Pg29"></a> family, + though he must have been constantly in their debt, were + unfailingly kind and hospitable. He was also appealing to the + possible patrons of literature among the leading statesmen of the + hour. On May 21 we learn that he was preparing "a book" (which of + his many ventures of the hour, is uncertain), and with it a + letter for the Prime Minister, Lord North, whose relative, Dudley + North, had started him on his journey to London. When, after a + fortnight's suspense, this request for assistance had been + refused, he writes yet more urgently to Lord Shelburne (at that + time out of office) complaining bitterly of North's hardness of + heart, and appealing on this occasion to his hoped-for patron + both in prose and verse—</p> + <pre> + + "Ah! Shelburne, blest with all that's good or great, + T' adorn a rich or save a sinking state, + If public Ills engross not all thy care, + Let private Woe assail a patriot's ear, + Pity confined, but not less warm, impart, + And unresisted win thy noble heart"— + +</pre> + + <p>with much more in the same vein of innocent flattery. But once + again Crabbe was doomed to disappointment. He had already, it + would seem, appealed to Lord Chancellor Thurlow, with no better + success. Crabbe felt these successive repulses very keenly, but + it is not necessary to tax North, Shelburne, and Thurlow with + exceptional hardness of heart. London was as full of needy + literary adventurers as it had been in the days of <i>The + Dunciad</i>, and men holding the position of these ministers and + ex-ministers were probably receiving similar applications every + week of their lives.</p> + + <p>During three days in June, Crabbe's attention is diverted from + his own distresses by the Lord George Gordon Riots, of which his + journal from June 8th <a name="Pg30"></a> contains some + interesting particulars. He was himself an eye-witness of some of + the most disgraceful excesses of the mob, the burning of the + governor of Newgate's house, and the setting at liberty of the + prisoners. He also saw Lord George himself, "a lively-looking + young man in appearance," drawn in his coach by the mob towards + the residence of Alderman Bull, "bowing as he passed along."</p> + + <p>At this point the diary ends, or in any case the concluding + portion was never seen by the poet's son. And yet at the date + when it closed, Crabbe was nearer to at least the semblance of a + success than he had yet approached. He had at length found a + publisher willing to print, and apparently at his own risk, + "<i>The Candidate</i>—a Poetical Epistle to the Authors of + the <i>Monthly Review,"</i> that journal being the chief organ of + literary criticism at the time. The idea of this attempt to + propitiate the critics in advance, with a view to other poetic + efforts in the future, was not felicitous. The publisher, "H. + Payne, opposite Marlborough House, Pall Mall," had pledged + himself that the author should receive some share of the profits, + however small; but even if he had not become bankrupt immediately + after its publication, it is unlikely that Crabbe would have + profited by a single penny. It was indeed a very ill-advised + attempt, even as regards the reviewers addressed. The very tone + adopted, that of deprecation of criticism, would be in their view + a proof of weakness, and as such they accepted it. Nor had the + poem any better chance with the general reader. Its rhetoric and + versification were only one more of the interminable echoes of + the manner of Pope. It had no organic unity. <a name="Pg31"></a> + The wearisome note of plea for indulgence had to be relieved at + intervals by such irrelevant episodes as compliments to the + absent "Mira," and to Wolfe, who "conquered as he + fell"—twenty years or so before. The critics of the + <i>Monthly Review</i>, far from being mollified by the poet's + appeal, received the poem with the cruel but perfectly just + remark that it had "that material defect, the want of a proper + subject."</p> + + <p>An allegorical episode may be cited as a sample of the general + style of this effusion. The poet relates how the Genius of Poetry + (like, but how unlike, her who was seen by Burns in vision) + appeared to him with counsel how best to hit the taste of the + town:—</p> + <pre> + + "Be not too eager in the arduous chase; + Who pants for triumph seldom wins the race: + Venture not all, but wisely hoard thy worth, + And let thy labours one by one go forth + Some happier scrap capricious wits may find + On a fair day, and be profusely kind; + Which, buried in the rubbish of a throng, + Had pleased as little as a new-year's song, + Or lover's verse, that cloyed with nauseous sweet, + Or birthday ode, that ran on ill-paired feet. + Merit not always—Fortune Feeds the bard, + And as the whim inclines bestows reward + None without wit, nor with it numbers gain; + To please is hard, but none shall please in vain + As a coy mistress is the humoured town, + Loth every lover with success to crown; + He who would win must every effort try, + Sail in the mode, and to the fashion fly; + Must gay or grave to every humour dress, + And watch the lucky Moment of Success; + That caught, no more his eager hopes are crost; + But vain are Wit and Love, when that is lost" + <a name="Pg32"></a> +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe's son and biographer remarks with justice that the time + of his father's arrival in London was "not unfavourable for a new + Candidate in Poetry. The giants, Swift and Pope, had passed away, + leaving each in his department examples never to be excelled; but + the style of each had been so long imitated by inferior persons + that the world was not unlikely to welcome some one who should + strike into a newer path. The strong and powerful satirist + Churchill, the classic Gray, and the inimitable Goldsmith had + also departed; and more recently still, Chatterton had paid the + bitter penalty of his imprudence under circumstances which must + surely have rather disposed the patrons of talent to watch the + next opportunity that might offer itself of encouraging genius + 'by poverty depressed.' The stupendous Johnson, unrivalled in + general literature, had from an early period withdrawn himself + from poetry. Cowper, destined to fill so large a space in the + public eye somewhat later, had not as yet appeared as an author; + and as for Burns, he was still unknown beyond the obscure circle + of his fellow-villagers."</p> + + <p>All this is quite true, but it was not for such facile + cleverness as <i>The Candidate</i> that the lovers of poetry were + impatient. Up to this point Crabbe shows himself wholly + unsuspicious of this fact. It had not occurred to him that it was + possible for him safely to trust his own instincts. And yet there + is a stray entry in his diary which seems to show how (in + obedience to his visionary instructor) he was trying experiments + in more hopeful directions. On the twelfth, of May he intimates + to his Mira that he has dreams of success in something different, + something more human than had yet engaged his thoughts. <a name= + "Pg33"></a> "For the first time in my life that I recollect," he + writes, "I have written three or four stanzas that so far touched + me in the reading them as to take off the consideration that + they were things of my own fancy." Thus far there was nothing in + what he had printed—in <i>Inebriety</i> or <i>The + Candidate</i>—that could possibly have touched his heart or + that of his readers. And it may well have been that he was now + turning for fresh themes to those real sorrows, those genuine, if + homely, human interests of which he had already so intimate an + experience.</p> + + <p>However that may have been, the combined coldness of his + reviewers and failure of his bookseller must have brought Crabbe + within as near an approach to despair as his healthy nature + allowed. His distress was now extreme; he was incurring debts + with little hope of paying them, and creditors wore pressing. + Forty years later he told Walter Scott and Lockhart how "during + many months when he was toiling in early life in London he hardly + over tasted butcher-meat except on a Sunday, when he dined + usually with a tradesman's family, and thought their leg of + mutton, baked in the pan, the perfection of luxury." And it was + only after some more weary months, when at last "want stared him + in the face, and a gaol seemed the only immediate refuge for his + head," that he resolved, as a last resort, to lay his case once + more before some public man of eminence and character. "Impelled" + (to use his own words) "by some propitious influence, he fixed in + some happy moment upon Edmund Burke—one of the first of + Englishmen, and in the capacity and energy of his mind, one of + the greatest of human beings." <a name="Pg34"></a></p> + + <p>It was in one of the early months of 1781 (the exact date + seems to be undiscoverable) that Crabbe addressed his letter, + with specimens of his poetry, to Burke at his London residence. + The letter has been preserved, and runs as follows:—</p> + <pre> + + "Sir,—I am sensible that I need even your talents to + apologise for the freedom I now take; but I have a plea + which, however simply urged, will, with, a mind like yours, + sir, procure me pardon. I am one of those outcasts on the + world who are without a friend, without employment, and + without bread. + + "Pardon me a short preface. I had a partial father who + gave me a better education than his broken fortune would + have allowed; and a better than was necessary, as he could + give me that only. I was designed for the profession of + physic, but not having wherewithal to complete the requisite + studies, the design but served to convince me of a parent's + affection, and the error it had occasioned. In April last I + came to London with three pounds, and flattered myself this + would be sufficient to supply me with the common necessaries + of life till my abilities should procure me more; of these I + had the highest opinion, and a poetical vanity contributed to + my delusion. I knew little of the world, and had read books + only: I wrote, and fancied perfection in my compositions; + when I wanted bread they promised me affluence, and soothed + me with dreams of reputation, whilst my appearance subjected + me to contempt. + + "Time, reflection, and want have shown me my mistake. + I see my trifles in that which I think the true light; and + whilst I deem them such, have yet the opinion that holds + them superior to the common run of poetical publications. + + "I had some knowledge of the late Mr. Nassau, the brother + of Lord Rochford; in consequence of which I asked his Lordship's + permission to inscribe my little work to him. Knowing + it to be free from all political allusions and personal abuse, + it was no very material point to me to whom it was dedicated. + His Lordship thought it none to him, and obligingly consented + to my request. <a name="Pg35"></a> + + "I was told that a subscription would be the more profitable + method for me, and, therefore, endeavoured to circulate + copies of the enclosed Proposals. + + "I am afraid, sir, I disgust you with this very dull narration, + but believe me punished in the misery that occasions it. + You will conclude that during this time I must have been at + more expense than I could afford. Indeed the most parsimonious + could not have avoided it. The printer deceived + me, and my little business has had every delay. The people + with whom I live perceive my situation, and find me to be + indigent and without friends. About ten days since I was + compelled to give a note for seven pounds, to avoid an arrest + for about double that sum which I owe. I wrote to every + friend I had, but my friends are poor likewise: the time of + payment approached, and I ventured to represent my case + to Lord Rochford. I begged to be credited for this sum till + I received it of my subscribers, which I believe will be within + one month: but to this letter I had no reply, and I have + probably offended by my importunity. Having used every + honest means in vain, I yesterday confessed my inability, and + obtained with much entreaty and as the greatest favour a + week's forbearance, when I am positively told that I must, + pay the money or prepare for a prison. + + "You will guess the purpose of so long an introduction. I + appeal to you, sir, as a good and, let me add, a great man. + I have no other pretensions to your favour than that I am + an unhappy one. It is not easy to support the thoughts of + confinement; and I am coward enough to dread such an end + to my suspense. Can you, sir, in any degree aid me with + propriety? Will you ask any demonstrations of my veracity? + I have imposed upon myself, but I have been guilty of no + other imposition Let me, if possible, interest your compassion. + I know those of rank and fortune are teased with + frequent petitions, and are compelled to refuse the requests + even of those whom they know to be in distress; it is, therefore, + with a distant hope I ventured to solicit such favour: + but you will forgive me, sir, if you do not think proper + to relieve. It is impossible that sentiments like yours can + proceed from any but a humane and generous heart. <a name= +"Pg36"></a> + + "I will call upon you, sir, to-morrow, and if I have not the + happiness to obtain credit with you, I must submit to my fate. + My existence is a pain to myself, and every one near and dear + to me are distressed in my distresses. My connections, once + the source of happiness, now embitter the reverse of my + fortune, and I have only to hope a speedy end to a life so + unpromisingly begun: in which (though it ought not to be + boasted of) I can reap some consolation from looking to the end + of it. I am, sir, with, the greatest respect, your obedient + and most humble servant, + GEORGE CRABBE." + +</pre> + + <p>The letter is undated, but, as we shall see, must have been + written in February or March of 1781. Crabbe delivered it with + his own hands at Burke's house in Charles Street, St. James's, + and (as he long after told Walter Scott) paced up and down + Westminster Bridge all night in an agony of suspense.</p> + + <p>This suspense was not of long duration Crabbe made his + threatened call, and anxiety was speedily at an end. He had sent + with his letter specimens of his verse still in manuscript. + Whether Burke had had time to do more than glance at + them—for they had been in his hands but a few + hours—is uncertain. But it may well have been that the tone + as well as the substance of Crabbe's letter struck the great + statesman as something apart from the usual strain of the + literary pretender. During Burke's first years in London, when he + himself lived by literature and saw much of the lives and ways of + poets and pamphleteers, he must have gained some experience that + served him later in good stead. There was a flavour of + truthfulness in Crabbe's story that could hardly be delusive, and + a strain of modesty blended with courage that would at once + appeal to Burke's generous nature. <a name="Pg37"></a> Again, + Burke was not a poet (save in the glowing periods of his prose), + but he had read widely in the poets, and had himself been + possessed at one stage of his youth "with the <i>furor + poeticus</i>." At this special juncture he had indeed little + leisure for such matters. He had lost his seat for Bristol in the + preceding year, but had speedily found another at Malton—a + pocket-borough of Lord Rockingham's,—and, at the moment of + Crabbe's appeal, was again actively opposing the policy of the + King and Lord North. But he yet found time for an act of kindness + that was to have no inconsiderable influence on English + literature. The result of the interview was that Crabbe's + immediate necessities were relieved by a gift of money, and by + the assurance that Burke would do all in his power to further + Crabbe's literary aims. What particular poems or fragments of + poetry had been first sent to Burke is uncertain; but among those + submitted to his judgment were specimens of the poems to be + henceforth known as the <i>The Library</i> and <i>The + Village.</i> Crabbe afterwards learned that the lines which first + convinced Burke that a new and genuine poet had arisen were the + following from <i>The Village,</i> in which the author told of + his resolution to leave the home of his birth and try his fortune + in the city of wits and scholars—</p> + <pre> + + "As on their neighbouring beach yon swallows stand + And wait for favouring winds to leave the land; + While still for flight the ready wing is spread: + So waited I the favouring hour, and fled; + Fled from those shores where guilt and famine reign, + And cried, 'Ah! hapless they who still remain— + Who still remain to hear the ocean roar; + Whose greedy waves devour the lessening shore; <a name= +"Pg38"></a> + Till some fierce tide, with more imperious sway, + Sweeps the low hut and all it holds away; + When the sad tenant weeps from door to door, + And begs a poor protection from the poor!" + +</pre> + + <p>Burke might well have been impressed by such a passage. In + some other specimens of Crabbe's verse, submitted at the same + time to his judgment, the note of a very different school was + dominant. But here for the moment appears a fresher key and a + later model. In the lines just quoted the feeling and the cadence + of <i>The Traveller</i> and <i>The Deserted Village</i> are + unmistakable. But if they suggest comparison with the exquisite + passage in the latter beginning—</p> + <pre> + + "And as the hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, + Pants to the place from which it first she flew," + +</pre> + + <p>they also suggest a contrast. Burke's experienced eye would + detect that if there was something in Crabbe's more Pope-like + couplets that was not found in Pope, so there was something here + more poignant than even in Goldsmith.</p> + + <p>Crabbe's son reflected with just pride that there must have + been something in his father's manners and bearing that at the + outset invited Burke's confidence and made intimacy at once + possible, although Crabbe's previous associates had been so + different from the educated gentry of London. In telling of his + now-found poet a few days afterwards to Sir Joshua Reynolds, + Burke said that he had "the mind and feelings of a gentleman." + And he acted boldly on this assurance by at once placing Crabbe + on the footing of a friend, and admitting him to his family + circle. "He was invited to Beaconsfield," Crabbe wrote in his + short <a name="Pg39"></a> autobiographical sketch, "the seat of + his protector, and was there placed in a convenient apartment, + supplied with books for his information and amusement, and made a + member of a family whom it was honour as well as pleasure to + become in any degree associated with." The time thus spent was + profitable to Crabbe in other ways than by enlarging his + knowledge and ideas, and laying the foundation of many valued + friendships. He devoted himself in earnest to complete his + unfinished poems and revise others under Burke's judicious + criticism. The poem he first published, <i>The Library</i>, he + himself tells us, was written partly in his presence and + submitted as a whole to his judgment. Crabbe elsewhere indicates + clearly what were the weak points of his art, and what tendencies + Burke found it most necessary he should counteract. Writing his + reminiscences in the third person years later, he naively + admitted that "Mr. Crabbe had sometimes the satisfaction of + hearing, when the verses were bad, that the thoughts deserved + better; and that if he had the common faults of inexperienced + writers, he had frequently the merit of thinking for himself." + The first clause of this sentence might be applied to Crabbe's + poetry to the very end of his days. Of his later and far maturer + poems, when he had ceased to polish, it is too true that the + thoughts are often better than their treatment. His latest + publisher, John Murray, used to say that in conversation Crabbe + often "said uncommon things in so common a way" that they passed + unnoticed. The remark applies equally to much of Crabbe's poetry. + But at least, if this incongruity is to exist, it is on the more + hopeful side. The characteristic of so much poetry of our own day + <a name="Pg40"></a> is that the manner is uncommon, and the + commonness resides in the matter.</p> + + <p>When Crabbe had completed his revisions to his own + satisfaction and his adviser's, Burke suggested the publication + of <i>The Library</i> and <i>The Village</i>, and the former poem + was laid before Mr. Dodsley, who only a few months before had + refused a poem from the same hand. But circumstances were now + changed, and Burke's recommendation and support were + all-sufficient. Dodsley was all politeness, and though he + declined to incur any risk—this was doubtless borne by + Burke—he promised his best endeavours to make the poem a + success. <i>The Library</i> was published, anonymously, in June + 1781. The <i>Monthly</i> and the <i>Critical Reviews</i> awarded + it a certain amount of faint praise, but the success with the + general public seems only to have been slight.</p> + + <p>When Burke selected this poem to lay before Dodsley, he had + already read portions of <i>The Village,</i> and it seems strange + that he should have given <i>The Library</i> precedence, for the + other was in every respect the more remarkable. But Burke, a + conservative in this as in other matters, probably thought that a + new poet desiring to be heard would be wiser in not at once + quitting the old paths. The readers of poetry still had a taste + for didactic epigram varied by a certain amount of florid + rhetoric. And there was little beyond this in Crabbe's + moralisings on the respective functions of theology, history, + poetry, and the rest, as represented on the shelves of a library, + and on the blessings of literature to the heart when wearied with + business and the cares of life. Crabbe's verses on such topics + are by no means ineffective. He had <a name="Pg41"></a> caught + perfectly the trick of the school so soon to pass away. He is as + fluent and copious—as skilful in spreading a truism over a + dozen well-sounding lines—as any of his predecessors. There + is little new in the way of ideas. Crabbe had as yet no wide + insight into books and authors, and he was forced to deal largely + in generalities. But he showed that he had already some idea of + style; and if, when he had so little to say, he could say it with + so much semblance of power, it was certain that when he had + observed and thought for himself he would go further and make a + deeper mark. The heroic couplet controlled him to the end of his + life, and there is no doubt that it was not merely timidity that + made him confine himself to the old beaten track. Crabbe's + thoughts ran very much in antithesis, and the couplet suited this + tendency. But it had its serious limitations. Southey's touching + stanzas—</p> + <pre> + + "My days among the dead are passed," + +</pre> + + <p>though the ideas embodied are no more novel than Crabbe's, are + worth scores of such lines as these—</p> + <pre> + + "With awe, around these silent walks I tread; + These are the lasting mansions of the dead: + 'The dead!' methinks a thousand tongues reply; + 'These are the tombs of such as cannot die! + Crowned with eternal fame, they sit sublime, + And laugh at all the little strife of Time'" + <a name="Pg42"></a> +</pre> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH3"><!-- CH3 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER III</h2> + + <center> + FRIENDSHIP WITH BURKE + </center> + + <center> + (1781-1783) + </center> + + <p>Thus far I have followed the guidance of Crabbe's son and + biographer, but there is much that is confused and incomplete in + his narrative. The story of Crabbe's life, as told by the son, + leaves us in much doubt as to the order of events in 1780-1781. + The memorable letter to Burke was, as we have seen, without a + date. The omission is not strange, for the letter was written by + Crabbe in great anguish of mind, and was left by his own hand at + Burke's door. The son, though he evidently obtained from his + father most of the information he was afterwards to use, never + extracted this date from him. He tells us that up to the time of + his undertaking the Biography, he did not even know that the + original of the letter was in existence. He also tells us that + until he and his brother saw the letter they had little idea of + the extreme poverty and anxiety which their father had + experienced during his time in London. Obviously Crabbe himself + had been reticent on the subject even with his own family. From + the midsummer of 1780, when the "Journal to Mira" comes to an + end, to the February or March of the following year, there is a + blank in the Biography <a name="Pg43"></a> which the son was + unable to fill. At the time the fragment of Diary closes, Crabbe + was apparently at the very end of his resources. He had pawned + all his personal property, his books and his surgical implements, + and was still in debt. He had begged assistance from many of the + leading statesmen of the hour without success. How did he + contrive to exist between June 1780 and the early months of + 1781?</p> + + <p>The problem might never have been solved for us had it not + been for the accidental publication, four years after the + Biography appeared, of a second letter from Crabbe to Burke. In + 1838, Sir Henry Bunbury, in an appendix to the <i>Memoir and + Correspondence of Sir Thomas Hanmer</i> (Speaker of the House of + Commons, and Shakspearian editor), printed a collection of + miscellaneous letters from distinguished men in the possession of + the Bunbury family. Among these is a letter of Crabbe to Burke, + undated save as to the month, which is given as June 26th. The + year, however, is obviously 1781, for the letter consists of + further details of Crabbe's early life, not supplied in the + earlier effusion. At the date of this second letter, Crabbe had + been known to Burke three or four months. During that time Crabbe + had been constantly seeing Burke, and with his help had been + revising for the press the poem of <i>The Library</i>, which was + published by Dodsley in this very month, June 1781. The first + impression, accordingly, produced on us by the letter, is one of + surprise that after so long a period of intimate association with + Burke, Crabbe should still be writing in a tone of profound + anxiety and discouragement as to his future prospects. According + to the son's account of the situation, when <a name="Pg44"></a> + Crabbe left Burke's house after their first meeting, "he was, in + the common phrase, 'a made man'—from that hour." That short + interview "entirely, and for ever, changed the nature of his + worldly fortunes." This, in a sense, was undoubtedly true, though + not perhaps as the writer meant. It is clear from the letter + first printed by Sir Henry Bunbury, that up to the end of June + 1781, Crabbe's future occupation in life was still unfixed, and + that he was full of misgivings as to the means of earning a + livelihood.</p> + + <p>The letter is of great interest in many respects, but is too + long to print as a whole in the text[<a href="#note-1">1</a>]. It + throws light upon the blank space in Crabbe's history just now + referred to. It tells the story of a period of humiliation and + distress, concerning which it is easy to understand that even in + the days of his fame and prosperity Crabbe may well have + refrained from speaking with his children. After relating in full + his early struggles as an imperfectly qualified country doctor, + and his subsequent fortunes in London up to the day of his appeal + to Burke, Crabbe proceeds—"It will perhaps be asked how I + could live near twelve months a stranger in London; and coming + without money, it is not to be supposed I was immediately + credited. It is not; my support arose from another source. In the + very early part of my life I contracted some acquaintance, which + afterwards became a serious <a name="Pg45"></a> connection, with + the niece of a Suffolk gentleman of large fortune. Her mother + lives with her three daughters at Beccles; her income is but the + interest of fifteen hundred pounds, which at her decease is to be + divided betwixt her children. The brother makes her annual income + about a hundred pounds; he is a rigid economist, and though I + have the pleasure of his approbation, I have not the good fortune + to obtain more, nor from a prudent man could I perhaps expect so + much. But from the family at Beccles I have every mark of their + attention, and every proof of their disinterested regard. They + have from time to time supplied me with such sums as they could + possibly spare, and that they have not done more arose from my + concealing the severity of my situation, for I would not involve + in my errors or misfortunes a very generous and very happy family + by which I am received with unaffected sincerity, and where I am + treated as a son by a mother who can have no prudential reason to + rejoice that her daughter has formed such a connection. It is + this family I lately visited, and by which I am pressed to + return, for they know the necessity there is for me to live with + the utmost frugality, and hopeless of my succeeding in town, they + invite me to partake of their little fortune, and as I cannot + mend my prospects, to avoid making them worse." The letter ends + with an earnest appeal to Burke to help him to any honest + occupation that may enable him to live without being a burden on + the slender resources of Miss Elmy's family. Crabbe is full of + gratitude for all that Burke has thus far done for him. He has + helped him to complete and publish his poem, but Crabbe is + evidently aware that <a name="Pg46"></a> poetry does not mean a + livelihood, and that his future is as dark as ever. The letter is + dated from Crabbe's old lodging with the Vickerys in Bishopsgate + Street, and he had been lately staying with the Elmys at Beccles. + He was not therefore as yet a visitor under Burke's roof. This + was yet to come, with all the happy results that were to follow. + It may still seem strange that all these details remained to be + told to Burke four months after their acquaintance had begun. An + explanation of this may be found in the autobiographical matter + that Crabbe late in life supplied to the <i>New Monthly + Magazine</i> in 1816. He there intimates that after Burke had + generously assisted him in other ways, besides enabling him to + publish <i>The Library</i>, the question had been discussed of + Crabbe's future calling. "Mr. Crabbe was encouraged to lay open + his views, past and present; to display whatever reading and + acquirements he possessed, to explain the causes of his + disappointments, and the cloudiness of his prospects; in short he + concealed nothing from a friend so able to guide inexperience, + and so willing to pardon inadvertency." Obviously it was in + answer to such invitations from Burke that the letter of the 26th + of June 1781 was written.</p> + + <p>It was probably soon after the publication of <i>The + Library</i> that Crabbe paid his first visit to Beaconsfield, and + was welcomed as a guest by Burke's wife and her niece as + cordially as by the statesman himself. Here he first met Charles + James Fox and Sir Joshua Reynolds, and through the latter soon + became acquainted with Samuel Johnson, on whom he called in Bolt + Court. Later in the year, when in London, Crabbe had lodgings + hard by the Burkes in St. James's Place, and continued <a name= + "Pg47"></a> to be a frequent guest at their table, where he met + other of Burke's distinguished friends, political and literary. + Among these was Lord Chancellor Thurlow to whom Crabbe had + appealed, without success, in his less fortunate days. On that + occasion Thurlow had simply replied, in regard to the poems which + Crabbe had enclosed, "that his avocations did not leave him + leisure to read verses." To this Crabbe had been so unwise as to + reply that it was one of a Lord Chancellor's functions to relieve + merit in distress. But the good-natured Chancellor had not + resented the impertinence, and now hearing afresh from Burke of + his old petitioner, invited Crabbe to breakfast, and made him a + generous apology. "The first poem you sent me, Sir," he said, "I + ought to have noticed,—and I heartily forgive the second." + At parting, Thurlow pressed a sealed packet containing a hundred + pounds into Crabbe's hand, and assured him of further help when + Crabbe should have taken Holy Orders.</p> + + <p>For already, as the result of Burke's unceasing interest in + his new friend, Crabbe's future calling had been decided. In the + course of conversations at Beaconsfield Burke had discovered that + his tastes and gifts pointed much more clearly towards divinity + than to medicine. His special training for the office of a + clergyman was of course deficient. He probably had no Greek, but + he had mastered enough of Latin to read and quote the Latin + poets. Moreover, his chief passion from early youth had been for + botany, and the treatises on that subject were, in Crabbe's day, + written in the language adopted in all scientific works. "It is + most fortunate," said Burke, "that your father exerted himself to + send you to that second school; without a <a name="Pg48"></a> + little Latin we should have made nothing of you: now, I think we + shall succeed." Moreover Crabbe had been a wide and discursive + reader. "Mr. Crabbe," Burke told Reynolds, "appears to know + something of every thing." As to his more serious qualifications + for the profession, his natural piety, as shown in the diaries + kept in his days of trial, was beyond doubt. He was well read in + the Scriptures, and the example of a religious and much-tried + mother had not been without its influence. There had been some + dissipations of his earlier manhood, as his son admits, to repent + of and to put away; but the growth of his character in all that + was excellent was unimpeachable, and Burke was amply justified in + recommending Crabbe as a candidate for orders to the Bishop of + Norwich. He was ordained on the 21st of December 1781 to the + curacy of his native town.</p> + + <p>On arriving in Aldeburgh Crabbe once more set up housekeeping + with a sister, as he had done in his less prosperous days as + parish doctor. Sad changes had occurred in his old home during + the two years of his absence. His mother had passed away after + her many years of patient suffering, and his father's temper and + habits were not the better for losing the wholesome restraints of + her presence. But his attitude to his clergyman son was at once + changed. He was proud of his reputation and his new-formed + friends, and of the proofs he had given that the money spent on + his education had not been thrown away. But, apart from the + family pride in him, and that of Miss Elmy and other friends at + Parham, Crabbe's reception by his former friends and neighbours + in Aldeburgh was not of the kind he might have hoped to receive. + He had <a name="Pg49"></a> left the place less than three years + before, a half-trained and unappreciated practitioner in physic, + to seek his fortune among strangers in London, with the + forlornest hopes of success. Jealousy of his elevated position + and improved fortunes set in with much severity. On the other + hand, it was more than many could tolerate that the + hedge-apothecary of old should be empowered to hold forth in a + pulpit. Crabbe himself in later life admitted to his children + that his treatment at the hands of his fellow-townsmen was + markedly unkind. Even though he was happy in the improved + relations with his own family, and in the renewed opportunities + of frequent intercourse with Miss Elmy and the Tovells, Crabbe's + position during the few months at Aldeburgh was far from + agreeable. The religious influence, moreover, which he would + naturally have wished to exercise in his new sphere would + obviously suffer in consequence. The result was that in + accordance with the assurances given him by Thurlow at their last + meeting, Crabbe again laid his difficulties before the + Chancellor. Thurlow quite reasonably replied that he could not + form any opinion as to Crabbe's present situation—"still + less upon the agreeableness of it"; and hinted that a somewhat + longer period of probation was advisable before he selected + Crabbe for preferment in the Church.</p> + + <p>Other relief was however at hand, and once more through the + watchful care of Burke. Crabbe received a letter from his + faithful friend to the effect that he had mentioned his case to + the Duke of Rutland, and that the Duke had offered him the post + of domestic chaplain at Belvoir Castle, when he might be free + from his engagements at Aldeburgh. That Burke should <a name= + "Pg50"></a> have ventured on this step is significant, both as + regards the Duke and Duchess, and Crabbe. Crabbe's son remarks + with truth that an appointment of the kind was unusual, "such + situations in the mansions of that rank being commonly filled + either by relations of the family itself, or by college + acquaintances, or dependents recommended by political service and + local attachment." Now Burke would certainly not have recommended + Crabbe for the post if he had found in his + <i>protégé</i> any such defects of breeding or + social tact as would have made his society distasteful to the + Duke and Duchess. Burke, as we have seen, described him on their + first acquaintance as having "the mind and feelings of a + gentleman." Thurlow, it is true, after one of Crabbe's earlier + interviews, had declared with an oath (<i>more suo</i>) that he + was "as like Parson Adams as twelve to a dozen." But Thurlow was + not merely jesting. He knew that Fielding's immortal clergyman + had also the "mind and feelings of a gentleman," although his + simplicity and ignorance of the world put him at many social + disadvantages. It was probably the same obvious difference in + Crabbe from the common type of nobleman's chaplain of that day + which made Crabbe's position at Belvoir, as his son admits, full + of difficulties. It is quite possible and even natural that the + guests and visitors at the Castle did not always accept Crabbe's + talents as making up for a certain want of polish—or even + perhaps for a want of deference to their opinions in + conversation. The "pampered menials" moreover would probably + resent having "to say Amen" to a newly-discovered literary + adventurer from the great metropolis.</p> + + <p>In any case Crabbe's experience of a chaplain's life <a name= + "Pg51"></a> at Belvoir was not, by his son's admission, a happy + one. "The numberless allusions," he writes, "to the nature of a + literary dependent's existence in a great lord's house, which + occur in my father's writings, and especially in the tale of + <i>The Patron</i>, are, however, quite enough, to lead any one + who knew his character and feelings to the conclusion that + notwithstanding the kindness and condescension of the Duke and + Duchess themselves—which were, I believe, uniform, and of + which he always spoke with gratitude—the situation he + filled at Belvoir was attended with many painful circumstances, + and productive in his mind of some of the acutest sensations of + wounded pride that have ever been traced by any pen." It is not + necessary to hold Crabbe himself entirely irresponsible for this + result. His son, with a frankness that marks the Biography + throughout, does not conceal that his father's temper, even in + later life, was intolerant of contradiction, and he probably + expressed his opinions before the guests at Belvoir with more + vehemence than prudence. But if the rebuffs he met with were long + remembered, they taught him something of value, and enlarged that + stock of worldly wisdom so prominent in his later writings. In + the story of <i>The Patron</i>, the young student living as the + rich man's guest is advised by his father as to his behaviour + with a fulness of detail obviously derived from Crabbe's own + recollections of his early deficiencies:—</p> + <pre> + + "Thou art Religion's advocate—take heed. + Hurt not the cause thy pleasure 'tis to plead; + With wine before thee, and with wits beside, + Do not in strength of reasoning powers confide; + What seems to thee convincing, certain, plain, <a name= +"Pg52"></a> + They will deny and dare thee to maintain; + And thus will triumph o'er thy eager youth, + While thou wilt grieve for so disgracing truth. + With pain I've seen, these wrangling wits among, + Faith's weak defenders, passionate and young; + Weak thou art not, yet not enough on guard + Where wit and humour keep their watch and ward. + Men gay and noisy will o'erwhelm thy sense, + Then loudly laugh at Truth's and thy expense: + While the kind ladies will do all they can + To check their mirth, and cry '<i>The good young man!</i>'" + +</pre> + + <p>Meantime there were alleviations of the poet's lot. If the + guests of the house were not always convinced by his arguments + and the servants did not disguise their contempt, the Duke and + Duchess were kind, and made him their friend. Nor was the Duke + without an intelligent interest in Crabbe's own subjects. + Moreover, among the visitors at Belvoir were many who shared that + interest to the full, such as the Duke of Queensberry, Lord + Lothian, Bishop Watson, and the eccentric Dr. Robert Glynn. + Again, it was during Crabbe's residence at Belvoir that the + Duke's brother, Lord Robert Manners, died of wounds received + while leading his ship, <i>Resolution</i>, against the French in + the West Indies, in the April of 1782. Crabbe's sympathy with the + family, shown in his tribute to the sailor-brother appended to + the poem he was then bringing to completion, still further + strengthened the tie between them. Crabbe accompanied the Duke to + London soon after, to assist him in arranging with Stothard for a + picture to be painted of the incident of Lord Robert's death. It + was during this visit that Crabbe received the following letter + from Burke. The letter is undated, but belongs to the month of + May, for <i>The Village</i> was published in that month, and + Burke clearly <a name="Pg53"></a> refers to that poem as just + received, but as yet unread. Crabbe seems to have been for the + time off duty, and to have proposed a short visit to the + Burkes;—</p> + <pre> + + "Dear Sir,—I do not know by what unlucky accident + you missed the note I left for you at my house. I wrote + besides to you at Belvoir. If you had received these two + short letters you could not want an invitation to a place + where every one considers himself as infinitely honoured and + pleased by your presence. Mrs. Burke desires her best + compliments, and trusts that you will not let the holidays + pass over without a visit from you I have got the poem; + but I have not yet opened it. I don't like the unhappy + language you use about these matters. You do not easily + please such a judgment as your own—that is natural; but + where you are difficult every one else will be charmed. I am, + my dear sir, ever most affectionately yours, + + EDMUND BURKE." + +</pre> + + <p>The "unhappy language" seems to point to Crabbe having + expressed some diffidence or forebodings concerning his new + venture. Yet Crabbe had less to fear on this head than with most + of his early poems. <i>The Village</i> had been schemed and + composed in parts before Crabbe knew Burke. One passage in it + indeed, as we have seen, had first convinced Burke that the + writer was a poet. And in the interval that followed the poem had + been completed and matured with a care that Crabbe seldom + afterwards bestowed upon his productions. Burke himself had + suggested and criticised much during its progress, and the + manuscript had further been submitted through Sir Joshua Reynolds + to Johnson, who not only revised it in detail but re-wrote half a + dozen of the opening lines. Johnson's opinion of the poem was + conveyed to Reynolds in the following letter, and here at last we + get a date:-- <a name="Pg54"></a></p> + <pre> + + <i>March</i> 4, 1783. + + "Sir,—I have sent you back Mr. Crabbe's poem, which I + read with great delight. It is original, vigorous, and elegant. + The alterations which I have made I do not require him to + adopt; for my lines are perhaps not often better than his + own: but he may take mine and his own together, and + perhaps between them produce something better than either. + He is not to think his copy wantonly defaced: a wet sponge + will wash all the red lines away and leave the pages clean. + His dedication will be least liked: it were better to contract + it into a short, sprightly address. I do not doubt of Mr. + Crabbe's success. I am, Sir, your most humble servant, + + SAMUEL JOHNSON." + +</pre> + + <p>Boswell's comment on this incident is as follows:—"The + sentiments of Mr. Crabbe's admirable poem as to the false notions + of rustic happiness and rustic virtue were quite congenial with + Dr. Johnson's own: and he took the trouble not only to suggest + slight corrections and variations, but to furnish some lines when + he thought he could give the writer's meaning better than in the + words of the manuscript." Boswell went on to observe that "the + aid given by Johnson to the poem, as to <i>The Traveller</i> and + <i>Deserted Village</i> of Goldsmith, were so small as by no + means to impair the distinguished merit of the author." There + were unfriendly critics, however, in Crabbe's native county who + professed to think otherwise, and "whispered that the manuscript + had been so <i>cobbled</i> by Burke and Johnson that its author + did not know it again when returned to him." On which Crabbe's + son rejoins that "if these kind persons survived to read <i>The + Parish Register</i> their amiable conjectures must have received + a sufficient rebuke."</p> + + <p>This confident retort is not wholly just. There can be no + doubt that some special mannerisms and defects <a name= + "Pg55"></a> of Crabbe's later style had been kept in check by the + wise revision of his friends. And again, when after more than + twenty years Crabbe produced <i>The Parish Register</i>, that + poem, as we shall see, had received from Charles James Fox + something of the same friendly revision and suggestion as <i>The + Village</i> had received from Burke and Johnson.</p> + + <p><i>The Village</i>, in quarto, published by J. Dodsley, Pall + Mall, appeared in May 1783, and at once attracted attention by + novel qualities. Among these was the bold realism of the + village-life described, and the minute painting of the scenery + among which it was led. Cowper had published his first volume a + year before, but thus far it had failed to excite general + interest, and had met with no sale. Burns had as yet published + nothing. But two poetic masterpieces, dealing with the joys and + sorrows of village folk, were fresh in Englishmen's memory. One + was <i>The Elegy in a Country Churchyard</i>, the other was + <i>The Deserted Village</i>. Both had left a deep impression upon + their readers—and with reason—for two poems, more + certain of immortality, because certain of giving a pleasure that + cannot grow old-fashioned, do not exist in our literature. Each + indeed marked an advance upon all that English descriptive or + didactic poets had thus far contributed towards making humble + life and rural scenery attractive—unless we except the + <i>Allegro</i> of Milton and some passages in Thomson's + <i>Seasons</i>. Nor was it merely the consummate workmanship of + Gray and Goldsmith that had made their popularity. The + genuineness of the pathos in the two poems was beyond suspicion, + although with Gray it was blended with a melancholy that was + native to <a name="Pg56"></a> himself. Although their authors had + not been brought into close personal relations with the joys and + sorrows dealt with, there was nothing of sentiment, in any + unworthy sense, in either poet's treatment of his theme. But the + result of their studies of humble village life was to produce + something quite distinct from the treatment of the realist. What + they saw and remembered had passed through the transfiguring + medium of a poet's imagination before it reached the reader. The + finished product, like the honey of the bee, was due to the poet + as well as to the flower from which he had derived the raw + material.</p> + + <p>It seems to have been generally assumed when Crabbe's + <i>Village</i> appeared, that it was of the nature of a rejoinder + to Goldsmith's poem, and the fact that Crabbe quotes a line from + <i>The Deserted Village</i>, "Passing rich on forty pounds a + year," in his own description of the village parson, might seem + to confirm that impression. But the opening lines of <i>The + Village</i> point to a different origin. It was rather during + those early years when George's father read aloud to his family + the pastorals of the so-called Augustan age of English poetry, + that the boy was first struck with the unreality and consequent + worthlessness of the conventional pictures of rural life. And in + the opening lines of <i>The Village</i> he boldly challenges the + judgment of his readers on this head. The "pleasant land" of the + pastoral poets was one of which George Crabbe, not unjustly, + "thought scorn."</p> + <pre> + + "The village life, and every care that reigns + O'er youthful peasants and declining swains, + What labour yields, and what, that labour past, + Age, in its hour of languor, finds at last; <a name="Pg57"></a> + What form the real picture of the poor, + Demand a song—the Muse can give no more. + Fled are those times when in harmonious strains + The rustic poet praised his native plains: + No shepherds now, in smooth alternate verse, + Their country's beauty or their nymphs' rehearse; + Yet still for these we frame the tender strain, + Still in our lays fond Corydons complain, + And shepherds' boys their amorous pains reveal, + The only pains, alas! they never feel." + +</pre> + + <p>At this point follow the six lines which Johnson had + substituted for the author's. Crabbe had written:—</p> + <pre> + + "In fairer scenes, where peaceful pleasures spring, + Tityrus, the pride of Mantuan swains, might sing. + But charmed by him, or smitten with his views, + Shall modern poets court the Mantuan muse? + From Truth and Nature shall we widely stray, + Where Fancy leads, or Virgil led the way?" + +</pre> + + <p>Johnson substituted the following, and Crabbe accepted the + revised version:—</p> + <pre> + + "On Mincio's banks, in Caesar's bounteous reign, + If Tityrus found the Golden Age again, + Must sleepy bards the flattering dream prolong, + Mechanic echoes of the Mantuan song? + From Truth and Nature shall we widely stray, + Where Virgil, not where Fancy, leads the way?" + +</pre> + + <p>The first four lines of Johnson are beyond question an + improvement, and it is worth remark in passing how in the fourth + line he has anticipated Cowper's "made poetry a mere mechanic + art."</p> + + <p>But in the concluding couplet, Crabbe's meaning seems to lose + in clearness through the change. Crabbe intended to ask whether + it was safe to desert truth and nature for one's own + self-pleasing fancies, even though <a name="Pg58"></a> Virgil had + set the example. Johnson's version seems to obscure rather than + to make clearer this interpretation. Crabbe, after this protest + against the conventional, which, if unreal at the outset, had + become a thousand times more wearisome by repetition, passes on + to a daring presentation of real life lived among all the squalor + of actual poverty, not unskilfully interspersed with descriptions + equally faithful of the barren coast-scenery among which he had + been brought up. It has been already remarked how Crabbe's eye + for rural nature had been quickened and made more exact by his + studies in botany. There was little in the poetry then popular + that reproduced an actual scene as perfectly as do the following + lines:—</p> + <pre> + + "Lo! where the heath, with withering brake grown o'er, + Lends the light turf that warms the neighbouring poor; + From thence a length of burning sand appears, + Where the thin harvest waves its withered ears; + Rank weeds, that every art and care defy, + Reign o'er the land, and rob the blighted rye: + There thistles stretch their prickly arms afar, + And to the ragged infant threaten war; + There poppies nodding, mock the hope of toil; + There the blue bugloss paints the sterile soil; + Hardy and high above the slender sheaf + The slimy mallow waves her silky leaf; + O'er the young shoot the charlock throws a shade, + And clasping tares cling round the sickly blade; + With mingled tints the rocky coasts abound, + And a sad splendour vainly shines around." + +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe here perceives the value, as Goldsmith had done before + him, of village scenery as a background to his picture of village + life. It suited Goldsmith's purpose to describe the ideal rural + community, happy, prosperous, and innocent, as contrast with that + depopulation <a name="Pg59"></a> of villages and corruption of + peasant life which he predicted from the growing luxury and + selfishness of the rich. But notwithstanding the title of the + poem, it is Auburn in its pristine condition that remains in our + memories. The dominant thought expressed is the virtue and the + happiness that belong by nature to village life. Crabbe saw that + this was no less idyllic and unreal, or at least incomplete, than + the pictures of shepherd life presented in the faded copies of + Theocritus and Virgil that had so long satisfied the English + readers of poetry. There was no unreality in Goldsmith's design. + They were not fictitious and "lucrative" tears that he shed. For + his object was to portray an English rural village in its + ideality—rural loveliness—enshrining rural innocence + and joy—and to show how man's vices, invading it from the + outside, might bring all to ruin. Crabbe's purpose was different. + He aimed to awaken pity and sympathy for rural sins and sorrows + with which he had himself been in closest touch, and which sprang + from causes always in operation within the heart of the community + itself, and not to be attributed to the insidious attacks from + without. Goldsmith, for example, drew an immortal picture of the + village pastor, closely modelled upon Chaucer's "poor parson of a + town," his piety, humility, and never failing goodness to his + flock.—</p> + <pre> + + "Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, + And even his failings leaned to virtue's side; + But in his duty prompt at every call + He watched and wept; he prayed and felt for all. + And as a bird each fond endearment tries + To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, + He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, + Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way." + <a name="Pg60"></a> +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe remembered a different type of parish priest in his + boyhood, and this is how he introduces him. He has been + describing, with an unmitigated realism, the village poorhouse, + in all its squalor and dilapidation:—</p> + <pre> + + "There children dwell who know no parents' care: + Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there. + Heart-broken matrons on their joyless bed, + Forsaken wives, and mothers never wed" + +</pre> + + <p>The dying pauper needs some spiritual consolation ere he + passes into the unseen world,</p> + <pre> + + "But ere his death some pious doubts arise, + Some simple fears which bold, bad men despise; + Fain would he ask the parish priest to prove + His title certain to the joys above: + For this he sends the murmuring nurse, who calls + The holy stranger to these dismal walls; + And doth not he, the pious man, appear, + He, 'passing rich with forty pounds a year'? + Ah! no: a shepherd of a different stock. + And far unlike him, feeds this little flock: + A jovial youth, who thinks his Sunday's task + As much as God or man can fairly ask; + The rest he gives to loves and labours light, + To fields the morning, and to feasts the night; + None better skilled the noisy pack to guide, + To urge their chase, to cheer them, or to chide; + A sportsman keen, he shoots through half the day, + And, skilled at whist, devotes the night to play: + Then, while such honours bloom around his head, + Shall he sit sadly by the sick man's bed, + To raise the hope he feels not, or with zeal + To combat fears that e'en the pious feel?" + +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe's son, after his father's death, cited in a note + <a name="Pg61"></a> on these lines what he hold to be a parallel + passage from Cowper's <i>Progress of Error</i>, + beginning:—</p> + <pre> + + "Oh, laugh or mourn with me the rueful jest, + A cassocked huntsman, and a fiddling priest." + +</pre> + + <p>Cowper's first volume, containing <i>Table-Talk</i> and its + companion satires, appeared some months before Crabbe's + <i>Village</i>. The shortcomings of the clergy are a favourite + topic with him, and a varied gallery of the existing types of + clerical inefficiency may be formed from his pages. Many of + Cowper's strictures were amply justified by the condition of the + English Church. But Cowper's method is not Crabbe's. The note of + the satirist is seldom absent, blended at times with just a + suspicion of that of the Pharisee. The humorist and the Puritan + contend for predominance in the breast of this polished gentleman + and scholar. Cowper's friend, Newton, in the Preface he wrote for + his first volume, claimed for the poet that his satire was + "benevolent." But it was not always discriminating or just. The + satirist's keen love of antithesis often weakens the moral virtue + of Cowper's strictures. In this earliest volume anger was more + conspicuous than sorrow, and contempt perhaps more obvious than + either. The callousness of public opinion on many subjects needed + other medicine than this. Hence was it perhaps that Cowper's + volume, which appeared in May 1782, failed to awaken interest. + Crabbe's <i>Village</i> appeared just a year later (it had been + completed a year or two earlier), and at once made its mark. "It + was praised," writes his son, "in the leading journals; the sale + was rapid and extensive; and my father's reputation was by + universal consent greatly raised, and permanently established, by + this <a name="Pg62"></a> poem," The number of anonymous letters + it brought the author, some of gratitude, and some of resentment + (for it had laid its finger on many sores in the body-politic), + showed how deeply his touch had been felt. Further publicity for + the poem was obtained by Burke, who inserted the description of + the Parish Workhouse and the Village Apothecary in <i>The Annual + Register,</i> which he controlled. The same pieces were included + a few years later by Vicesimus Knox in that excellent Miscellany + <i>Elegant Extracts</i>. And Crabbe was to learn in later life + from Walter Scott how, when a youth of eighteen, spending a snowy + winter in a lonely country-house, he fell in with the volume of + <i>The Annual Register</i> containing the passages from <i>The + Village;</i> how deeply they had sunk into his heart; and that + (writing then to Crabbe in the year 1809) he could repeat them + still from memory.</p> + + <p>Edmund Burke's friend, Edward Shackleton, meeting Crabbe at + Burke's house soon after the publication of the poem, paid him an + elegant tribute. Goldsmith's, he said, would now be the + "deserted" village. Crabbe modestly disclaimed the compliment, + and assuredly with reason Goldsmith's delightful poem will never + be deserted. For it is no loss good and wise to dwell on village + life as it might be, than to reflect on what it has suffered from + man's inhumanity to man. What made Crabbe a now force in English + poetry, was that in his verse Pity appears, after a long + oblivion, as the true antidote to Sentimentalism. The reader is + not put off with pretty imaginings, but is led up to the object + which the poet would show him, and made to feel its horror. If + Crabbe is our first great realist in verse, he uses his realism + in the cause of a true humanity. <i>Facit indignatio versum.</i> + <a name="Pg63"></a></p> + + <center> + FOOTNOTES: + </center> + + <p><a name="note-1"><!-- Note Anchor 1 --></a>[Footnote 1: I + cannot deny myself the pleasure of here acknowledging my + indebtedness to a French scholar, M. Huchon of the University of + Nancy. M. Huchon is himself engaged upon a study of the Life and + Poetry of Crabbe, and in the course of a conversation with me in + London, first called my attention to the volume containing this + letter. I agree with him in thinking that no previous biographer + of Crabbe has been aware of its existence.]</p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH4"><!-- CH4 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER IV</h2> + + <center> + LIFE AT BELVOIR CASTLE AND AT MUSTON + </center> + + <center> + (1783-1792) + </center> + + <p>"The sudden popularity of <i>The Village</i>" writes Crabbe's + son and biographer, "must have produced, after the numberless + slights and disappointments already mentioned, and even after the + tolerable success of <i>The Library</i>, about as strong a + revulsion in my father's mind as a ducal chaplaincy in his + circumstances; but there was no change in his temper or manners. + The successful author continued as modest as the rejected + candidate for publication had been patient and long-suffering." + The biographer might have remarked as no less strange that the + success of <i>The Village</i> failed, for the moment at least, to + convince Crabbe where his true strength lay. When he again + published a poem, two years later, he reverted to the old Popian + topics and methods in a by no means successful didactic satire on + newspapers. Meantime the occasional visits of the Duke of Rutland + and his family to London brought the chaplain again in touch with + the Burkes and the friends he had first made through them, + notably with Sir Joshua Reynolds. He was also able to visit the + theatre occasionally, and fell under the spell, not only of Mrs. + Siddons, but of <a name="Pg64"></a> Mrs. Jordan (in the character + of Sir Harry Wildair). It was now decided that as a nobleman's + chaplain it would be well for him to have a university degree, + and to this end his name was entered on the boards of Trinity + College, Cambridge, through the good offices of Bishop Watson of + Llandaff, with a view to his obtaining a degree without + residence. This was in 1783, but almost immediately afterwards he + received an LL.B. degree from the Archbishop of Canterbury. This + was obtained for Crabbe in order that he might hold two small + livings in Dorsetshire, Frome St. Quintin and Evershot, to which + he had just been presented by Thurlow. It was on this occasion + that the Chancellor made his memorable comparison of Crabbe to + Parson Adams, no doubt pointing to a certain rusticity, and + possibly provincial accent, from which Crabbe seems never to have + been wholly free. This promotion seems to have interfered very + little with Crabbe's residence at Belvoir or in London. A curate + was doubtless placed in one or other of the parsonage-houses in + Dorsetshire at such modest stipend as was then usual—often + not more than thirty pounds a year—and the rector would + content himself with a periodical flying visit to receive tithe, + or inquire into any parish grievances that may have reached his + ear. As incidents of this kind will be not infrequent during the + twenty years that follow in Crabbe's clerical career, it may be + well to intimate at once that no peculiar blame attaches to him + in the matter. He but "partook of the frailty of his times." + During these latter years of the eighteenth century, as for long + before and after, pluralism in the Church was rather <a name= + "Pg65"></a> the rule than the exception, and in consequence + non-residence was recognised as inevitable, and hardly matter for + comment. The two Dorsetshire livings were of small value, and as + Crabbe was now looking forward to his marriage with the faithful + Miss Elmy, he could not have afforded to reside. He may not, + however, have thought it politic to decline the first preferment + offered by so important a dispenser of patronage as the Lord + Chancellor.</p> + + <p>Events, however, were at hand, which helped to determine + Crabbe's immediate future. Early in 1784 the Duke of Rutland + became Lord Lieutenant of Ireland. The appointment had been made + some time before, and it had been decided that Crabbe was not to + be on the Castle staff. His son expresses no surprise at this + decision, and makes of it no grievance. The duke and the chaplain + parted excellent friends. Crabbe and his wife were to remain at + Belvoir as long as it suited their convenience, and the duke + undertook that he would not forget him as regarded future + preferment. On the strength of these offers, Crabbe and Miss Elmy + wore married in December 1783, in the parish church of Beccles, + where Miss Elmy's mother resided, and a few weeks later took up + their abode in the rooms assigned them at Belvoir Castle.</p> + + <p>As Miss Elmy had lived for many years with her uncle and aunt, + Mr. and Mrs. John Tovell, at Parham, and moreover as this rural + inland village played a considerable part in the development of + Crabbe's poetical faculty, it may be well to quote his son's + graphic account of the domestic circumstances of Miss Elmy's + relatives. Mr. Tovell was, like Mr. Hathaway, "a substantial + yeoman," for he owned an estate of some eight hundred a year, to + some share of which, as the <a name="Pg66"></a> Tovells had lost + their only child, Miss Elmy would certainly in due course + succeed. The Tovells' house at Parham, which has been long ago + pulled down, and rebuilt as Paritam Lodge, on very different + lines, was of ample size, with its moat, so common a feature of + the homestead in the eastern counties, "rookery, dove-cot, and + fish-ponds"; but the surroundings were those of the ordinary + farmhouse, for Mr. Tovell himself cultivated part of his + estate.</p> + + <p>"The drawing-room, a corresponding dining-parlour, and a + handsome sleeping apartment upstairs, were all <i>tabooed</i> + ground, and made use of on great and solemn occasions + only—such as rent-days, and an occasional visit with which + Mr. Tovell was honoured by a neighbouring peer. At all other + times the family and their visitors lived entirely in the + old-fashioned kitchen along with the servants. My great-uncle + occupied an armchair, or, in attacks of gout, a couch on one side + of a large open chimney.... At a very early hour in the morning + the alarum called the maids, and their mistress also; and if the + former were tardy, a louder alarum, and more formidable, was + heard chiding their delay—not that scolding was peculiar to + any occasion; it regularly ran on through all the day, like bells + on harness, inspiriting the work, whether it were done well or + ill." In the annotated volume of the son's memoir which belonged + to Edward FitzGerald, the writer added the following detail as to + his great-aunt's temper and methods:—"A wench whom Mrs. + Tovell had pursued with something weightier than + invective—a ladle, I think—whimpered out 'If an angel + from Hiv'n were to come mawther'" (Suffolk for <i>girl</i>) "'to + missus, she wouldn't give no satisfaction.'" <a name= + "Pg67"></a></p> + + <p>George Crabbe the younger, who gives this graphic account of + the <i>ménage</i> at Parham, was naturally anxious to + claim for his mother, who so long formed one of this queer + household, a degree of refinement superior to that of her + surroundings. After describing the daily dinner-party in the + kitchen—master, mistress, servants, with an occasional + "travelling rat-catcher or tinker"—he skilfully points out + that his mother's feelings must have resembled those of the + boarding-school miss in his father's "Widow's Tale" when + subjected to a like experience:—</p> + <pre> + + "But when the men beside their station took, + The maidens with them, and with these the cook; + When one huge wooden bowl before them stood, + Filled with huge balls of farinaceous food; + With bacon, mass saline! where never lean + Beneath the brown and bristly rind was seen: + When from a single horn the party drew + Their copious draughts of heavy ale and new; + When the coarse cloth she saw, with many a stain, + Soiled by rude hands who cut and came again— + She could not breathe, but with a heavy sigh, + Reined the fair neck, and shut th' offended eye; + She minced the sanguine flesh in frustums fine, + And wondered much to see the creatures dine!" + +</pre> + + <p>The home of the Tovells has long disappeared, and it must not + therefore be confused with the more remarkable "moated grange" in + Parham, originally the mansion of the Willoughbys, though now a + farmhouse, boasting a fine Tudor gateway and other fragments of + fifteenth and sixteenth century work. An engraving of the Hall + and moat, after Stanfield, forms an illustration to the third + volume of the 1834 edition of Crabbe. <a name="Pg68"></a></p> + + <p>When Crabbe began <i>The Village</i>, it was clearly intended + to be, like <i>The Borough</i> later, a picture of Aldeburgh and + its inhabitants. Yet not only Parham, but the country about + Belvoir crept in before the poem was completed. If the passage in + Book I. beginning:—</p> + <pre> + + "Lo! where the heath, with withering brake grown o'er," + +</pre> + + <p>describes pure Aldeburgh, the opening lines of Book II., + taking a more roseate view of rural happiness:—</p> + <pre> + + "I, too, must yield, that oft amid those woes + Are gleams of transient mirth and hours of sweet repose, + Such as you find on yonder sportive Green, + The squire's tall gate, and churchway-walk between, + Where loitering stray a little tribe of friends + On a fair Sunday when the sermon ends," + +</pre> + + <p>are drawn from the pleasant villages in the Midlands (perhaps + Allington, where he was afterwards to minister), whither he + rambled on his botanising excursions from Belvoir Castle.</p> + + <p>George Crabbe and his bride settled down in their apartments + at Belvoir Castle, but difficulties soon arose. Crabbe was + without definite clerical occupation, unless he read prayers to + the few servants left in charge; and was simply waiting for + whatever might turn up in the way of preferment from the Manners + family, or from the Lord Chancellor. The young couple soon found + the position intolerable, and after less than eighteen months + Crabbe wisely accepted a vacant curacy in the neighbourhood, that + of Stathern in Leicestershire, to the humble parsonage of which + parish Crabbe and his wife removed in 1785. A child had been born + to them at Belvoir, who survived its birth only a few hours. + During the following four <a name="Pg69"></a> years at Stathern + were born three other children—the two sons, George and + John, in 1785 and 1787, and a daughter in 1789, who died in + infancy.</p> + + <p>Stathern is a village about four miles from Belvoir Castle, + and the drive or walk from one to the other lies through the + far-spreading woods and gardens surrounding the ducal mansion. + Crabbe entered these woods almost at his very door, and found + there ample opportunity for his botanical studies, which were + still his hobby. As usual his post was that of <i>locum + tenens</i>, the rector, Dr. Thomas Parke, then residing at his + other living at Stamford. My friend, the Rev. J.W. Taylor, the + present rector of Stathern, who entered on his duties in 1866, + tells me of one or two of the village traditions concerning + Crabbe. One of these is to the effect that he spoke "through his + nose," which I take to have been the local explanation of a + marked Suffolk accent which accompanied the poet through life. + Another, that he was peppery of temper, and that an exceedingly + youthful couple having presented themselves for holy matrimony, + Crabbe drove them with scorn from the altar, with the remark that + he had come there to marry "men and women, and not lads and + wenches!"</p> + + <p>Crabbe used to tell his children that the four years at + Stathern were, on the whole, the happiest in his life. He and his + wife were in humble quarters, but they were their own masters, + and they were quit of "the pampered menial" for ever. "My mother + and he," the son writes, "could now ramble together at their ease + amidst the rich woods of Belvoir without any of the painful + feelings which had before chequered his enjoyment of the place: + at home a garden afforded <a name="Pg70"></a> him healthful + exercise and unfailing amusement; and his situation as a curate + prevented him from being drawn into any sort of unpleasant + disputes with the villagers about him"—an ambiguous + statement which probably, however, means that the absent rector + had to settle difficulties as to tithe, and other parochial + grievances. Crabbe now again brought his old medical attainments, + such as they were, to the aid of his poor parishioners, "and had + often great difficulty in confining his practice strictly within + the limits of the poor, for the farmers would willingly have been + attended <i>gratis</i> also." His literary labours subsequent to + <i>The Village</i> seem to have been slight, with the exception + of a brief memoir of Lord Robert Manners contributed to <i>The + Annual Register</i> in 1784, for the poem of <i>The + Newspaper,</i> published in 1785, was probably "old stock." It is + unlikely that Crabbe, after the success of <i>The Village,</i> + should have willingly turned again to the old and unprofitable + vein of didactic satire. But, the poem being in his desk, he + perhaps thought that it might bring in a few pounds to a + household which certainly needed them. "<i>The Newspaper</i>, a + Poem, by the Rev. George Crabbe, Chaplain to his Grace the Duke + of Rutland, printed for J. Dodsley, in Pall Mall," appeared as a + quarto pamphlet (price 2s.) in 1785, with a felicitous motto from + Ovid's <i>Metamorphoses</i> on the title-page, and a politic + dedication to Lord Thurlow, evincing a gratitude for past + favours, and (unexpressed) a lively sense of favours to come.</p> + + <p><i>The Newspaper</i> is, to say truth, of little value, either + as throwing light on the journalism of Crabbe's day, or as a step + in his poetic career. The topics are commonplace, such as the + strange admixture of news, <a name="Pg71"></a> the interference + of the newspaper with more useful reading, and the development of + the advertiser's art. It is written in the fluent and copious + vein of mild satire and milder moralising which Crabbe from + earliest youth had so assiduously practised. If a few lines are + needed as a sample, the following will show that the methods of + literary puffing are not so original to-day as might be supposed. + After indicating the tradesman's ingenuity in this respect, the + poet adds.—</p> + <pre> + + "These are the arts by which a thousand live, + Where Truth may smile, and Justice may forgive. + But when, amid this rabble-rout, we find + A puffing poet, to his honour blind: + Who slily drops quotations all about + Packet or Post, and points their merit out; + Who advertises what reviewers say, + With sham editions every second day; + Who dares not trust his praises out of sight, + But hurries into fame with all his might; + Although the verse some transient praise obtains, + Contempt is all the anxious poet gains" + +</pre> + + <p><i>The Newspaper</i> seems to have been coldly received by the + critics, who had perhaps been led by <i>The Village</i> to expect + something very different, and Crabbe never returned to the + satirical-didactic line. Indeed, for twenty-two years he + published nothing more, although he wrote continuously, and as + regularly committed the bulk of his manuscript to the domestic + fire-place. Meantime he lived a happy country life at Stathern, + studying botany, reading aloud to his wife, and by no means + forgetting the wants of his poor parishioners. He visited + periodically his Dorsetshire livings, introducing his wife on one + such occasion, as he passed through London, to the Burkes. And + one day, seized with an <a name="Pg72"></a> acute attack of the + <i>mal du pays</i>, he rode sixty miles to the coast of + Lincolnshire that he might once more "dip," as his son expresses + it, "in the waves that washed the beach of Aldeburgh."</p> + + <p>In October 1787, Crabbe's household were startled by the news + of the death of his friend and patron the Duke of Rutland, who + died at the Vice-regal Lodge at Dublin, after a short illness, at + the early age of thirty-three. The duke, an open-handed man and + renowned for his extravagant hospitalities, had lived "not wisely + but too well." Crabbe assisted at the funeral at Belvoir, and + duly published his discourse then delivered in handsome quarto. + Shortly after, the duchess, anxious to retain their former + chaplain in the neighbourhood, gave Crabbe a letter to Thurlow, + asking him to exchange the two livings in Dorsetshire for two + other, of more value, in the Vale of Belvoir. Crabbe waited on + the Chancellor with the letter, but Thurlow was, or affected to + be, annoyed by the request. It was a thing, he exclaimed with an + oath, that he would not do "for any man in England." However, + when the young and beautiful duchess later appealed to him in + person, he relented, and presented Crabbe to the two livings of + Muston in Leicestershire, and Allington in Lincolnshire, both, + within sight of Belvoir Castle, and (as the crow flies) not much + more than a mile apart. To the rectory house of Muston, Crabbe + brought his family in February 1789. His connection with the two + livings was to extend over five and twenty years, but during + thirteen of those years, as will be seen, he was a non-resident. + For the present he remained three years at the small and very + retired village of Muston, about five miles from Grantham. "The + house in <a name="Pg73"></a> which Crabbe lived at Muston," + writes Mr. Hutton,[<a href="#note-2">2</a>] "is now pulled down. + It is replaced by one built higher up a slight hill, in a + position intended, says scandal, to prevent any view of Belvoir. + Crabbe with all his ironies had no such resentful feelings; + indeed more modern successors of his have opened what he would + have called a 'vista,' and the castle again crowns the distance + as you look southward from the pretty garden."</p> + + <p>Crabbe's first three years of residence at Muston were marked + by few incidents. Another son, Edmund, was horn in the autumn of + 1790, and a few weeks later a series of visits were paid by + Crabbe, his wife and elder boy, to their relations at Aldeburgh, + Parham, and Beccles, from which latter town, according to + Crabbe's son, they visited Lowestoft, and were so fortunate as to + hear the aged John Wesley preach, on a memorable occasion when he + quoted Anacreon:—</p> + <pre> + + "Oft am I by women told, + Poor Anacreon! thou grow'st old + . . . . . + . . . . . + But this I need not to be told, + 'Tis time to <i>live</i>, if I grow old." + +</pre> + + <p>In 1792 Crabbe preached at the bishop's visitation at + Grantham, and his sermon was so much admired that he was invited + to receive into his house as pupils the sons of the Earl of Bute. + This task, however, Crabbe rightly declined, being diffident as + to his scholarship. <a name="Pg74"></a></p> + + <p>In October of this year Crabbe was again working hard at his + botany—for like the Friar in <i>Romeo and Juliet</i> his + time was always much divided between the counselling of young + couples and the "culling of simples"—when his household + received the tidings of the death of John Tovell of Parham, after + a brief illness. It was momentous news to Crabbe's family, for it + involved "good gifts," and many "possibilities." Crabbe was left + executor, and as Mr. Tovell had died without children, the estate + fell to his two sisters, Mrs. Elmy and an elderly spinster sister + residing in Parham. As Mrs. Elmy's share of the estate would come + to her children, and as the unmarried sister died not long after, + leaving her portion in the same direction, Crabbe's anxiety for + the pecuniary future of his family was at an end. He visited + Parham on executor's business, and on his return found that he + had made up his mind "to place a curate at Muston, and to go and + reside at Parham, taking the charge of some church in that + neighbourhood."</p> + + <p>Crabbe's son, with the admirable frankness that marks his + memoir throughout, does not conceal that this step in his + father's life was a mistake, and that he recognised and regretted + it as such on cooler reflection. The comfortable home of the + Tovells at Parham fell somehow, whether by the will, or by + arrangement with Mrs. Elmy, to the disposal of Crabbe, and he was + obviously tempted by its ampler room and pleasant surroundings. + He would be once more among relatives and acquaintances, and a + social circle congenial to himself and his wife. Muston must have + been very dull and lonely, except for those on visiting terms + with the duke and other county magnates. Moreover it <a name= + "Pg75"></a> is likely that the relations of Crabbe with his + village flock were already—as we know they were at a later + date—somewhat strained. Let it be said once for all that + judged by the standards of clerical obligation current in 1792, + Crabbe was then, and remained all his life, in many important + respects, a diligent parish-priest. Mr. Hutton justly remarks + that "the intimate knowledge of the life of the poor which his + poems show proves how constantly he must have visited, no less + than how closely he must have observed." But the fact remains + that though he was kind and helpful to his flock while among them + in sickness and in trouble—their physician as well as their + spiritual adviser—his ideas as to clerical absenteeism were + those of his age, and moreover his preaching to the end of his + life was not of a kind to arouse much interest or zeal. I have + had access to a large packet of his manuscript sermons, preached + during his residence in Suffolk and later, as proved by the + endorsements on the cover, at his various incumbencies in + Leicestershire and Wiltshire. They consist of plain and formal + explanations of his text, reinforced by other texts, entirely + orthodox but unrelieved by any resource in the way of + illustration, or by any of those poetic touches which his + published verse shows he had at his command. A sermon lies before + me, preached first at Great Glemham in 1801, and afterwards at + Little Glemham, Sweffling, Muston, and Allington; at Trowbridge + in 1820, and again at Trowbridge in 1830. The preacher probably + held his discourses quite as profitable at one stage in the + Church's development as at another. In this estimate of clerical + responsibilities Crabbe seems to have remained <a name= + "Pg76"></a> stationary. But meantime the laity had been aroused + to expect better things. The ferment of the Wesley and Whitefield + Revival was spreading slowly but surely even among the remote + villages of England. What Crabbe and the bulk of the parochial + clergy called "a sober and rational conversion" seemed to those + who had fallen under the fervid influence of the great Methodist + a savourless and ineffectual formality. The extravagances of the + Movement had indeed travelled everywhere in company with its + worthier fruits. Enthusiasm,—"an excellent good word until + it was ill-sorted,"—found vent in various shapes that were + justly feared and suspected by many of the clergy, even by those + to whom "a reasonable religion" was far from being "so very + reasonable as to have nothing to do with the heart and + affections." It was not only the Moderates who saw its danger. + Wesley himself had found it necessary to caution his more + impetuous followers against its eccentricities. And Joseph Butler + preaching at the Rolls Chapel on "the Love of God" thought it + well to explain that in his use of the phrase there was nothing + "enthusiastical." But as one mischievous extreme generates + another, the influence of the prejudice against enthusiasm became + disastrous, and the word came too often to be confounded with any + and every form of religious fervency and earnestness. To the end + of his days Crabbe, like many another, regarded sobriety and + moderation in the expression of religious feeling as not only its + chief safeguard but its chief ornament. It may seem strange that + the poetic temperament which Crabbe certainly possessed never + seemed to affect his views of life and human nature outside the + fields of poetic <a name="Pg77"></a> composition. He was notably + indifferent, his son tells us, "to almost all the proper objects + of taste. He had no real love for painting, or music, or + architecture, or for what a painter's eye considers as the + beauties of landscape. But he had a passion for science—the + science of the human mind, first; then, that of nature in + general; and lastly that of abstract qualities."</p> + + <p>If the defects here indicated help to explain some of those in + his poetry, they may also throw light on a certain lack of + imagination in Crabbe's dealings with his fellow-men in general + and with his parishioners in particular. His temperament was + somewhat tactless and masterful, and he could never easily place + himself at the stand-point of those who differed from him. The + use of his imagination was mainly confined to the hours in his + study; and while there, if he had his "<i>beaux moments</i>," he + had also his "<i>mauvais quarts d'heure</i>."</p> + + <p>Perhaps if he had brought a little imagination to bear upon + his relations with Muston and Allington, Crabbe would not have + deserted his people so soon after coming among them. The stop + made him many enemies. For here was no case of a poor curate + accepting, for his family's sake, a more lucrative post. Crabbe + was leaving the Vale of Belvoir because an accession of fortune + had befallen the family, and it was pleasanter to live in his + native county and in a better house. So, at least, his action was + interpreted at the time, and Crabbe's son takes no very different + view. "Though tastes and affections, as well as worldly + interests, prompted this return to native scenes and early + acquaintances, it was a step reluctantly taken, and I believe, + sincerely repented of. <a name="Pg78"></a> The beginning was + ominous. As we were slowly quitting the place preceded by our + furniture, a stranger, though one who knew my father's + circumstances, called out in an impressive tone, 'You are wrong, + you are wrong!'" The sound, he afterwards admitted, found an echo + in his own conscience, and during the whole journey seemed to + ring in his ears "like a supernatural voice." <a name= + "Pg79"></a></p> + + <center> + FOOTNOTES: + </center> + + <p><a name="note-2"><!-- Note Anchor 2 --></a>[Footnote 2: See a + pleasant paper on Crabbe at Muston and Allington by the Rev. W.H. + Hutton of St John's College, Oxford, in the <i>Cornhill + Magazine</i> for June 1901.]</p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH5"><!-- CH5 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER V</h2> + + <center> + IN SUFFOLK AGAIN + </center> + + <center> + (1792-1805) + </center> + + <p>On the arrival of the family at Parham, poor Crabbe discovered + that even an accession of fortune had its attendant drawbacks. + His son, George, records his own recollections (he was then a + child of seven years) of the scene that met their view on their + alighting at Parham Lodge. "As I got out of the chaise, I + remember jumping for very joy, and exclaiming, 'Here we are, here + we are—little Willy and all!'"—(his parents' seventh + and youngest child, then only a few weeks old)—"but my + spirits sunk into dismay when, on entering the well-known + kitchen, all there seemed desolate, dreary, and silent. Mrs. + Tovell and her sister-in-law, sitting by the fireside weeping, + did not even rise up to welcome my parents, but uttered a few + chilling words and wept again. All this appeared to me as + inexplicable as forbidding. How little do children dream of the + alterations that older people's feelings towards each other + undergo, when death has caused a transfer of property! Our + arrival in Suffolk was by no means palatable to all my mother's + relations."</p> + + <p>Mr. Tovell's widow had doubtless her suitable jointure, and + probably a modest dower-residence to retire to; but Parham Hall + had to be vacated, and Crabbe, <a name="Pg80"></a> having + purchased its furniture, at once entered on possession. The mere + re-arrangement of the contents caused many heartburnings to the + spinster-sister, who had known them under the old + <i>régime</i>, and the alteration of the hanging of a + picture would have made "Jacky," she averred, to turn in his + grave. Crabbe seems, however, to have shown so much good-feeling + and forbearance in the matter that the old lady, after grimly + boasting that she could "screw Crabbe up and down like a fiddle," + was ultimately friendly, and her share of her brother's estate + came in due course to Crabbe and his wife. Moreover, the change + of tenancy at the Hall was anything but satisfactory to the + village generally. Mr. Tovell had been much given to hospitality, + and that of a convivial sort. Such of the neighbours as were of + kindred tastes had been in the habit of "dropping in" of an + evening two or three times a week, when, if a <i>quorum</i> was + present, a bowl of punch would be brewed, and sometimes a second + and a third. The substitution for all this of the quiet and + decorous family life of the Crabbes was naturally a hoary blow + and grave discouragement to the village reveller, and contributed + to make Crabbe's life at starting far from happy. His pursuits + and inclinations, literary as well as clerical, made such company + distasteful; and his wife, who had borne him seven children in + nine years, and of these had lost four in infancy, had little + strength or heart for miscellaneous company. But there was + compensation for her husband among the county gentry of the + neighbourhood, and notably in the constant kindness of Dudley + North, of Little Glemham Hall, the same friend who had helped him + with money when twelve years before he had <a name="Pg81"></a> + left Aldeburgh, an almost penniless adventurer, to try his + fortune in London. At Mr. North's table Crabbe had once more the + opportunity of meeting members of the Whig party, whom he had + known through Burke. On one such occasion Fox expressed his + regret that Crabbe had ceased to write, and offered his help in + revising any future poem that he might produce. The promise was + not forgotten when ten years later <i>The Parish Register</i> was + in preparation.</p> + + <p>During his first year at Parham, Crabbe does not appear to + have undertaken any fixed clerical duties, and this interval of + leisure allowed him to pay a long visit to his sister at + Aldeburgh, and here he placed his two elder boys, George and + John, at a dame school. On returning to Parham, he accepted the + office of curate-in-charge at Sweffling, the rector, Rev. Richard + Turner, being resident at his other living of Great Yarmouth. The + curacy of Great Glemham, also within easy reach, was shortly + added. Crabbe was still residing at Parham Lodge, but the + incidents of such residence remained far from pleasant, and, + after four years there, Crabbe joyfully accepted the offer of a + good house at Great Glemham, placed at his disposal by his friend + Dudley North. Here the family remained for a further period of + four or five years.</p> + + <p>A fresh bereavement in his family had made Crabbe additionally + anxious for change of scene and associations for his wife. In + 1796, another child died—their third son, Edmund—in + his sixth year. Two children, out of a family of seven, alone + remained; and this final blow proved more than the poor mother + could bear uninjured. From this time dated "a nervous disorder," + which indeed meant a gradual decay of mental power, <a name= + "Pg82"></a> from which she never recovered; and Crabbe, an + ever-devoted husband, tended her with exemplary care till her + death in 1813. Southey, writing about Crabbe to his friend, + Neville White, in 1808, adds: "It was not long before his wife + became deranged, and when all this was told me by one who knew + him well, five years ago, he was still almost confined in his own + house, anxiously waiting upon this wife in her long and hopeless + malady. A sad history! It is no wonder that he gives so + melancholy a picture of human life."</p> + + <p>Save for Mrs. Crabbe's broken health and increasing + melancholy, the four years at Glemham were among the most + peaceful and happiest of Crabbe's life. His son grows eloquent + over the elegance of the house and the natural beauties of its + situation. "A small well-wooded park occupied the whole mouth of + the glen, whence, doubtless, the name of the village was derived. + In the lowest ground stood the commodious mansion; the approach + wound down through a plantation on the eminence in front. The + opposite hill rose at the back of it, rich and varied with trees + and shrubs scattered irregularly; under this southern hill ran a + brook, and on the banks above it were spots of great natural + beauty, crowned by whitethorn and oak. Here the purple scented + violet perfumed the air, and in one place coloured the ground. On + the left of the front in the narrower portion of the glen was the + village; on the right, a confined view of richly wooded fields. + In fact, the whole parish and neighbourhood resemble a + combination of groves, interspersed with fields cultivated like + gardens, and intersected with those green dry lanes which tempt + the walker in all weathers, especially in the evenings, when in + the short grass of <a name="Pg83"></a> the dry sandy banks lies + every few yards a glowworm, and the nightingales are pouring + forth their melody in every direction."</p> + + <p>It was not, therefore, for lack of acquaintance with the more + idyllic side of English country-life that Crabbe, when he once + more addressed the public in verse, turned to the less sunny + memories of his youth for inspiration. It was not till some years + after the appearance of <i>The Parish Register</i> and <i>The + Borough</i> that the pleasant paths of inland Suffolk and of the + Vale of Belvoir formed the background to his studies in human + character.</p> + + <p>Meantime Crabbe was perpetually writing, and as constantly + destroying what he wrote. His small flock at Great and Little + Glemham employed part of his time; the education of his two sons, + who were now withdrawn from school, occupied some more; and a + wife in failing health was certainly not neglected. But the busy + husband and father found time to teach himself something of + French and Italian, and read aloud to his family of an evening as + many books of travel and of fiction as his friends would keep him + supplied with. He was preparing at the same time a treatise on + botany, which was never to see the light; and during "one or two + of his winters in Suffolk," his son relates, "he gave most of his + evening hours to the writing of novels, and he brought not less + than three such works to a conclusion. The first was entitled + 'The Widow Grey,' but I recollect nothing of it except that the + principal character was a benevolent humorist, a Dr. Allison. The + next was called 'Reginald Glanshaw, or the Man who commanded + Success,' a portrait of an assuming, over-bearing, ambitious + mind, rendered <a name="Pg84"></a> interesting by some generous + virtues, and gradually wearing down into idiotism. I cannot help + thinking that this Glanshaw was drawn with very extraordinary + power; but the story was not well managed in the details I forget + the title of his third novel; but I clearly remember that it + opened with a description of a wretched room, similar to some + that are presented in his poetry, and that on my mother's telling + him frankly that she thought the effect very inferior to that of + the corresponding pieces in verse, he paused in his reading, and + after some reflection, said, 'Your remark is just.'"</p> + + <p>Mrs. Crabbe's remark was probably very just. Although her + husband had many qualifications for writing prose + fiction—insight into and appreciation of character, + combined with much tragic force and a real gift for + description—there is reason to think that he would have + been stilted and artificial in dialogue, and altogether wanting + in lightness of hand. Crabbe acquiesced in his wife's decision, + and the novels were cremated without a murmur. A somewhat similar + fate attended a set of Tales in Verse which, in the year 1799, + Crabbe was about to offer to Mr. Hatchard, the publisher, when he + wisely took the opinion of his rector at Sweffling, then resident + at Yarmouth, the Rev. Richard Turner[<a href="#note-3">3</a>]. + This gentleman, whose opinion Crabbe greatly valued, advised + <i>revision</i>, and Crabbe accepted the verdict as the reverse + of encouraging. The Tales were never <a name="Pg85"></a> + published, and Crabbe again deferred his reappearance in print + for a period of eight years. Meantime he applied himself to the + leisurely composition of the <i>Parish Register</i>, which + extended, together with that of some shorter poems, over the + period just named.</p> + + <p>In the last years of the eighteenth century there was a sudden + awakening among the bishops to the growing abuse of non-residence + and pluralities on the part of the clergy. One prelate of + distinction devoted his triennial charge to the subject, and a + general "stiffening" of episcopal good nature set in all round. + The Bishop of Lincoln addressed Crabbe, with others of his + delinquent clergy, and intimated to him very distinctly the duty + of returning to those few sheep in the wilderness at Muston and + Allington. Crabbe, in much distress, applied to his friend Dudley + North to use influence on his behalf to obtain extension of + leave. But the bishop, Dr. Pretyman (Pitt's tutor and + friend—better known by the name he afterwards adopted of + Tomlins) would not yield, and it was probably owing to pressure + from some different quarter that Crabbe succeeded in obtaining + leave of absence for four years longer. Dudley North would fain + have solved the problem by giving Crabbe one or more of the + livings in his own gift in Suffolk, but none of adequate value + was vacant at the time. Meanwhile, the house rented by Crabbe, + Great Glemham Hall, was sold over Crabbe's head, by family + arrangements in the North family, and he made his last move while + in Suffolk, by taking a house in the neighbouring village of + Rendham, where he remained during his last four years. Crabbe was + looking forward to his elder son's going up to Cambridge in 1803, + and this formed an <a name="Pg86"></a> additional reason for + wishing to remain as long as might be in the eastern + counties.</p> + + <p>The writing of poetry seems to have gone on apace. <i>The + Parish Register</i> was all but completed while at Rendham, and + <i>The Borough</i> was also begun. After so long an abstinence + from the glory of print, Crabbe at last found the required + stimulus to ambition in the need of some further income for his + two sons' education. But during the last winter of his residence + at Rendham (1804-1805), Crabbe produced a poem, in stanzas, of + very different character and calibre from anything he had yet + written, and as to the origin of which one must go back to some + previous incidents in Crabbe's history. His son is always lax as + to dates, and often just at those periods when they would be the + most welcome. It may be inferred, however, that at some date + between 1790 and 1792 Crabbe suffered from serious derangements + of his digestion, attended by sudden and acute attacks of + vertigo. The passage in the memoir as to the exact period is more + than usually vague. The writer is dealing with the year 1800, and + he proceeds:</p> + <pre> + + "My father, now about his forty-sixth year, was much + more stout and healthy than when I first remember him. + Soon after that early period he became subject to vertigoes, + which he thought indicative of a tendency to apoplexy; and + was occasionally bled rather profusely, which only increased + the symptoms. When he preached his first sermon at Muston + in the year 1789 my mother foreboded, as she afterwards told + us, that he would preach very few more: but it was on one + of his early journeys into Suffolk, in passing through Ipswich, + that he had the most alarming attack." + +</pre> + + <p>This account of matters is rather mixed. The "early period" + pointed to by young Crabbe is that at which <a name="Pg87"></a> + he himself first had distinct recollection of his father, and his + doings. Putting that age at six years old, the year would be + 1791; and it may be inferred that as the whole family paid a + visit of many months to Suffolk in the year 1790, it was during + that visit that he had the decisive attack in the streets of + Ipswich. The account may be continued in the son's own + words:—</p> + <pre> + + "Having left my mother at the inn, he walked into the + town alone, and suddenly staggered in the street, and fell. + He was lifted up by the passengers" (probably from the stagecoach + from which they had just alighted), "and overheard + some one say significantly, 'Let the gentleman alone, he will + be better by and by'; for his fall was attributed to the + bottle. He was assisted to his room, and the late Dr. Clubbe + was sent for, who, after a little examination, saw through the + case with great judgment. 'There is nothing the matter with + your head,' he observed, 'nor any apoplectic tendency; let + the digestive organs bear the whole blame: you must take + opiates.' From that time his health began to amend rapidly, + and his constitution was renovated; a rare effect of opium, + for that drug almost always inflicts some partial injury, even + when it is necessary; but to him it was only salutary—and + to a constant but slightly increasing dose of it may be attributed + his long and generally healthy life." + +</pre> + + <p>The son makes no reference to any possible effects of this + "slightly increasing dose" upon his father's intellect or + imagination. And the ordinary reader who knows the poet mainly + through his sober couplets may well be surprised to hear that + their author was ever addicted to the opium-habit; still more, + that his imagination ever owed anything to its stimulus. But in + FitzGerald's copy there is a MS. note, not signed "G.C.," and + therefore FitzGerald's own. It <a name="Pg88"></a> runs thus: + "It" (the opium) "probably influenced his dreams, for better or + worse" To this FitzGerald significantly adds, "see also the + <i>World of Dreams</i>, and <i>Sir Eustace Grey</i>."</p> + + <p>As Crabbe is practically unknown to the readers of the present + day, <i>Sir Eustace Grey</i> will be hardly even a name to them. + For it lies, with two or three other noticeable poems, quite out + of the familiar track of his narrative verse. In the first place + it is in stanzas, and what Browning would have classed as a + "Dramatic Lyric." The subject is as follows: The scene "a + Madhouse," and the persons a Visitor, a Physician, and a Patient. + The visitor has been shown over the establishment, and is on the + point of departing weary and depressed at the sight of so much + misery, when the physician begs him to stay as they come in sight + of the "cell" of a specially interesting patient, Sir Eustace + Grey, late of Greyling Hall. Sir Eustace greets them as they + approach, plunges at once into monologue, and relates (with + occasional warnings from the doctor against over-excitement) the + sad story of his misfortunes and consequent loss of reason. He + begins with a description of his happier days:—</p> + <pre> + + "Some twenty years, I think, are gone + (Time flies, I know not how, away), + The sun upon no happier shone + Nor prouder man, than Eustace Grey. + Ask where you would, and all would say, + The man admired and praised of all, + By rich and poor, by grave and gay, + Was the young lord of Greyling Hall. + + "Yes! I had youth and rosy health, + Was nobly formed, as man might be; <a name="Pg89"></a> + For sickness, then, of all my wealth, + I never gave a single fee: + The ladies fair, the maidens free. + Were all accustomed then to say, + Who would a handsome figure see, + Should look upon Sir Eustace Grey. + + "My lady I—She was all we love; + All praise, to speak her worth, is faint; + Her manners show'd the yielding dove, + Her morals, the seraphic saint: + She never breathed nor looked complaint; + No equal upon earth had she: + Now, what is this fair thing I paint? + Alas! as all that live shall be. + + "There were two cherub-things beside, + A gracious girl, a glorious boy; + Yet more to swell my fall-blown pride, + To varnish higher my fading joy, + Pleasures were ours without alloy, + Nay, Paradise,—till my frail Eve + Our bliss was tempted to destroy— + Deceived, and fated to deceive. + + "But I deserved;—for all that time + When I was loved, admired, caressed, + There was within each secret crime, + Unfelt, uncancelled, unconfessed: + I never then my God addressed, + In grateful praise or humble prayer; + And if His Word was not my jest— + (Dread thought!) it never was my care." + +</pre> + + <p>The misfortunes of the unhappy man proceed apace, and blow + follows blow. He is unthankful for his blessings, and Heaven's + vengeance descends on him. His wife proves faithless, and he + kills her betrayer, <a name="Pg90"></a> once his trusted friend. + The wretched woman pines and dies, and the two children take some + infectious disease and quickly follow. The sufferer turns to his + wealth and his ambitions to drug his memory. But "walking in + pride," he is to be still further "abased." The "Watcher and the + Holy One" that visited Nebuchadnezzar come to Sir Eustace in + vision and pronounce his fate:</p> + <pre> + + "Full be his cup, with evil fraught— + Demons his guides, and death his doom." + +</pre> + + <p>Two fiends of darkness are told off to tempt him. One, + presumably the Spirit of Gambling, robs him of his wealth, while + the Spirit of Mania takes from him his reason, and drags him + through a hell of horriblest imaginings. And it is at this point + that what has been called the "dream-scenery" of the opium-eater + is reproduced in a series of very remarkable stanzas:</p> + <pre> + + Upon that boundless plain, below, + The setting sun's last rays were shed, + And gave a mild and sober glow, + Where all were still, asleep, or dead; + Vast ruins in the midst were spread, + Pillars and pediments sublime, + Where the grey moss had form'd a bed, + And clothed the crumbling spoils of time. + + "There was I fix'd, I know not how, + Condemn'd for untold years to stay: + Yet years were not;—one dreadful <i>Now</i> + Endured no change of night or day; + The same mild evening's sleepy ray + Shone softly-solemn and serene, + And all that time I gazed away, + The setting sun's sad rays were seen. <a name="Pg91"></a> + + "At length a moment's sleep stole on,— + Again came my commission'd foes; + Again through sea and land we're gone, + No peace, no respite, no repose: + Above the dark broad sea we rose, + We ran through bleak and frozen land; + I had no strength their strength t' oppose, + An infant in a giant's hand. + + "They placed me where those streamers play, + Those nimble beams of brilliant light; + It would the stoutest heart dismay, + To see, to feel, that dreadful sight: + So swift, so pure, so cold, so bright, + They pierced my frame with icy wound; + And all that half-year's polar night, + Those dancing streamers wrapp'd me round + + "Slowly that darkness pass'd away, + When down, upon the earth I fell,— + Some hurried sleep was mine by day; + But, soon as toll'd the evening bell, + They forced me on, where ever dwell + Far-distant men in cities fair, + Cities of whom no travellers tell, + Nor feet but mine were wanderers there + + "Their watchmen stare, and stand aghast, + As on we hurry through the dark; + The watch-light blinks as we go past, + The watch-dog shrinks and fears to bark; + The watch-tower's bell sounds shrill; and, hark! + The free wind blows—we've left the town— + A wide sepulchral ground I mark, + And on a tombstone place me down. + + "What monuments of mighty dead! + What tombs of various kind are found! + And stones erect their shadows shed + On humble graves, with wickers bound; <a name="Pg92"></a> + Some risen fresh, above the ground, + Some level with the native clay: + What sleeping millions wait the sound, + 'Arise, ye dead, and come away!' + + Alas! they stay not for that call; + Spare me this woe! ye demons, spare!— + They come! the shrouded shadows all,— + 'Tis more than mortal brain can bear; + Rustling they rise, they sternly glare + At man upheld by vital breath; + Who, led by wicked fiends, should dare + To join the shadowy troops of death!" + +</pre> + + <p>For about fifteen stanzas this power of wild imaginings is + sustained, and, it must be admitted, at a high level as regards + diction. The reader will note first how the impetuous flow of + those visionary recollections generates a style in the main so + lofty and so strong. The poetic diction of the eighteenth + century, against which Wordsworth made his famous protest, is + entirely absent. Then again, the eight-line stanza is something + quite different from a mere aggregate of quatrains arranged in + pairs. The lines are knit together; sonnet-fashion, by the device + of interlacing the rhymes, the second, fourth, fifth, and seventh + lines rhyming. And it is singularly effective for its purpose, + that of avoiding the suggestion of a mere ballad-measure, and + carrying on the descriptive action with as little interruption as + might be.</p> + + <p>The similarity of the illusions, here attributed to insanity, + to those described by De Quincey as the result of opium, is too + marked to be accidental. In the concluding pages of his + <i>Confessions</i>, De Quincey writes: "The sense of space, and + in the end the sense <a name="Pg93"></a> of time, were both + powerfully affected. Buildings, landscapes, etc., were exhibited + in proportions so vast as the bodily eye is not fitted to receive + ... This disturbed me very much less than the vast expansion of + time. Sometimes I seemed to have lived for seventy or a hundred + years in one night."</p> + + <p>Compare Crabbe's sufferer:—</p> + <pre> + + "There was I fix'd, I know not how, + Condemn'd for untold years to stay + Yet years were not;—one dreadful <i>Now</i> + Endured no change of night or day." + +</pre> + + <p>Again, the rapid transition from one distant land to another, + from the Pole to the Tropics, is common to both experiences. The + "ill-favoured ones" who are charged with Sir Eustace's expiation + fix him at one moment</p> + <pre> + + "—on the trembling ball + That crowns the steeple's quiv'ring spire" + +</pre> + + <p>just as the Opium-Fiend fixes De Quincey for centuries at the + summit of Pagodas. Sir Eustace is accused of sins he had never + committed:—</p> + <pre> + + "Harmless I was: yet hunted down + For treasons to my soul unfit; + I've been pursued through many a town + For crimes that petty knaves commit." + +</pre> + + <p>Even so the opium-eater imagines himself flying from the wrath + of Oriental Deities. "I came suddenly upon Isis and Osiris: I had + done a deed, they said, which the Ibis and the Crocodile trembled + at." The morbid inspiration is clearly the same in both cases, + and there can be little doubt that Crabbe's poem owes its + inception to opium, and that the frame work was devised by him + for the utilisation of his dreams. <a name="Pg94"></a></p> + + <p>But a curious and unexpected <i>dénouement</i> awaits + the reader. When Sir Eustace's condition, as he describes it, + seems most hopeless, its alleviation arrives through a religious + conversion. There has been throughout present to him the + conscience of "a soul defiled with every stain." And at the same + moment, under circumstances unexplained, his spiritual ear is + purged to hear a "Heavenly Teacher." The voice takes the form of + the touching and effective hymn, which has doubtless found a + place since in many an evangelical hymn-book, beginning</p> + <pre> + + "Pilgrim, burthen'd with thy sin, + Come the way to Zion's gate; + There, till Mercy let thee in, + Knock and weep, and watch and wait. + Knock!—He knows the sinner's cry. + Weep!—He loves the mourner's tears. + Watch!—for saving grace is nigh + Wait,—till heavenly light appears." + +</pre> + + <p>And the hymn is followed by the pathetic confession on the + sufferer's part that this blessed experience, though it has + brought him the assurance of heavenly forgiveness, still leaves + him, "though elect," looking sadly back on his old prosperity, + and bearing, but unresigned, the prospect of an old ago spent + amid his present gloomy surroundings. And yet Crabbe, with a + touch of real imaginative insight, represents him in his final + utterance as relapsing into a vague hope of some day being + restored to his old prosperity:</p> + <pre> + + "Must you, my friends, no longer stay? + Thus quickly all my pleasures end; + But I'll remember, when I pray, + My kind physician and his friend: <a name="Pg95"></a> + + And those sad hours you deign to spend + With me, I shall requite them all. + Sir Eustace for his friends shall send, + And thank their love at Greyling Hall."[<a href= +"#note-4">4</a>] + +</pre> + + <p>The kind physician and his friend then proceed to diagnose the + patient's condition—which they agree is that of "a frenzied + child of grace," and so the poem ends. To one of its last stanzas + Crabbe attached an apologetic note, one of the most remarkable + ever penned. It exhibits the struggle that at that period must + have been proceeding in many a thoughtful breast as to how the + new wine of religion could be somehow accommodated to the old + bottles:—</p> + + <p>"It has been suggested to me that this change from + restlessness to repose in the mind of Sir Eustace is wrought by a + methodistic call; and it is admitted to be such: a sober and + rational conversion could not have happened while the disorder of + the brain continued; yet the verses which follow, in a different + measure," (Crabbe refers to the hymn) "are not intended to make + any religious persuasion appear ridiculous; they are to be + supposed as the effect of memory in the disordered mind of the + speaker, and though evidently enthusiastic in respect to + language, are not meant to convey any impropriety of + sentiment."</p> + + <p>The implied suggestion (for it comes to this) that the + sentiments of this devotional hymn, written by Crabbe himself, + could only have brought comfort to the soul of a lunatic, is + surely as good a proof as the <a name="Pg96"></a> period could + produce of the bewilderment in the Anglican mind caused by the + revival of personal religion under Wesley and his followers.</p> + + <p>According to Crabbe's son <i>Sir Eustace Grey</i> was written + at Muston in the winter of 1804-1805. This is scarcely possible, + for Crabbe did not return to his Leicestershire living until the + autumn of the latter year. Probably the poem was begun in + Suffolk, and the final touches were added later. Crabbe seems to + have told his family that it was written during a severe + snow-storm, and at one sitting. As the poem consists of + fifty-five eight-lined stanzas, of somewhat complex construction, + the accuracy of Crabbe's account is doubtful. If its inspiration + was in some degree due to opium, we know from the example of S.T. + Coleridge that the opium-habit is not favourable to certainty of + memory or the accurate presentation of facts. After Crabbe's + death, there was found in one of his many manuscript note-books a + copy of verses, undated, entitled <i>The World of Dreams</i>, + which his son printed in subsequent editions of the poems. The + verses are in the same metre and rhyme-system as <i>Sir + Eustace</i>, and treat of precisely the same class of visions as + recorded by the inmate of the asylum. The rapid and continuous + transition from scene to scene, and period to period, is the same + in both. Foreign kings and other potentates reappear, as with De + Quincey, in ghostly and repellent forms:—</p> + <pre> + + "I know not how, but I am brought + Into a large and Gothic hall, + Seated with those I never sought— + Kings, Caliphs, Kaisers--silent all; <a name="Pg97"></a> + Pale as the dead; enrobed and tall, + Majestic, frozen, solemn, still; + They make my fears, my wits appal, + And with both scorn and terror fill." + +</pre> + + <p>This, again, may be compared, or rather contrasted, with + Coleridge's <i>Pains of Sleep</i>, and it can hardly be doubted + that the two poems had a common origin.</p> + + <p>The year 1805 was the last of Crabbe's sojourn in Suffolk, and + it was made memorable in the annals of literature by the + appearance of the <i>Lay of the Last Minstrel</i>. Crabbe first + met with it in a bookseller's shop in Ipswich, read it nearly + through while standing at the counter, and pronounced that a new + and great poet had appeared.</p> + + <p>This was Crabbe's first introduction to one who was before + long to prove himself one of his warmest admirers and friends. It + was one of Crabbe's virtues that he was quick to recognise the + worth of his poetical contemporaries. He had been repelled, with + many others, by the weak side of the <i>Lyrical Ballads</i>, but + he lived to revere Wordsworth's genius. His admiration for Burns + was unstinted. But amid all the signs of a poetical + <i>renaissance</i> in progress, and under a natural temptation to + tread the fresh woods and pictures new that were opening before + him, it showed a true judgment in Crabbe that he never faltered + in the conviction that his own opportunity and his own strength + lay elsewhere. Not in the romantic or the mystical—not in + perfection of form or melody of lyric verse, were his own humbler + triumphs to be won. Like Wordsworth, he was to find a sufficiency + in the "common growth of mother-earth," though indeed less in her + "mirth" than in her "tears," Notwithstanding <a name="Pg98"></a> + his <i>Eustace Grey</i>, and <i>World of Dreams</i>, and the + really powerful story of Aaron the Gipsy (afterwards to appear as + the <i>The Hall of Justice</i>), Crabbe was returning to the + themes and the methods of <i>The Village</i>. He had already + completed <i>The Parish Register</i>, and had <i>The Borough</i> + in contemplation, when he returned to his Leicestershire parish. + The woods of Belvoir, and the rural charms of Parham and Glemham, + had not dimmed the memory of the sordid little fishing-town, + where the spirit of poetry had first met him, and thrown her + mantle round him.</p> + + <p>And now the day had come when the mandate of the bishop could + no longer be ignored. In October 1805, Crabbe with his wife and + two sons returned to the Parsonage at Muston. He had been absent + from his joint livings about thirteen years, of which four had + been spent at Parham, five at Great Glemham, and four at Rendham, + all three places lying within a small area, and within reach of + the same old friends and relations. No wonder that he left the + neighbourhood with a reluctance that was probably too well + guessed by his parishioners in the Vale of Belvoir. <a name= + "Pg99"></a></p> + + <center> + FOOTNOTES: + </center> + + <p><a name="note-3"><!-- Note Anchor 3 --></a>[Footnote 3: + Richard Turner of Yarmouth was a man of considerable culture, and + belonged to a family of scholars. His eldest brother was Master + of Pembroke, Cambridge, and Dean of Norwich: his youngest son was + Sir Charles Turner, a Lord Justice of Appeal; and Dawson Turner + was his nephew. Richard Turner was the intimate friend of Dr. + Parr, Paley, and Canning.]</p> + + <p><a name="note-4"><!-- Note Anchor 4 --></a>[Footnote 4: + Readers of Lockhart's Biography will remember that in one of + Scott's latest letters to his son-in-law, before he left England + for Naples, he quoted and applied to himself this stanza of + <i>Sir Eustace Grey</i>. The incident is the more pathetic that + Scott, as he wrote the words, was quite aware that his own mind + was failing.]</p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH6"><!-- CH6 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER VI</h2> + + <center> + THE PARISH REGISTER + </center> + + <center> + (1805-1809) + </center> + + <p>"When in October, 1805, Mr. Crabbe resumed the charge of his + own parish of Muston, he found some changes to vex him, and not + the less because he had too much reason to suspect that his long + absence from his incumbency had been, partly at least, the cause + of them. His cure had been served by respectable and diligent + clergymen, but they had been often changed, and some of them had + never resided within the parish; and he felt that the binding + influence of a settled and permanent minister had not been + withdrawn for twelve years with impunity. A Wesleyan missionary + had formed a thriving establishment in Muston, and the + congregations at the parish church were no longer such as they + had been of old. This much annoyed my father; and the warmth with + which he began to preach against dissent only irritated himself + and others, without bringing back disciples to the fold."</p> + + <p>So writes Crabbe's son with his wonted frankness and good + judgment. Moreover, besides the Wesleyan secession, the + mischievous extravagances of William Huntington (S.S.) had found + their way into the parish. To make matters worse, a former + gardener of Crabbe's had set up as a preacher of the doctrines of + <a name="Pg100"></a> this fanatic, who was still attracting + crowds in London. Then, too, as another fruit of the rector's + long absence, strange stories of his political opinions had + become current. Owing, doubtless, to his renewed acquaintance + with Dudley North at Glemham, and occasional association with the + Whig leaders at his house, he had exposed himself to the terrible + charge that he was a Jacobin!</p> + + <p>Altogether Crabbe's clerical position in Leicestershire, + during the next nine years, could not have been very comfortable. + But he was evidently still, as always, the devout and kindly + pastor of his flock, and happily for himself, he was now to + receive new and unexpected tributes to his popularity in other + fields. His younger son, John, now eighteen years of age, was + shortly to go up to Cambridge, and this fresh expense had to be + provided for. To this end, a volume of poems, partly old and + partly new, had been for some time in preparation, and in + September 1807, it appeared from the publishing house of John + Hatchard in Piccadilly. In it were included <i>The Library</i>, + <i>The Newspaper</i>, and <i>The Village</i>. The principal new + poem was <i>The Parish Register</i>, to which were added <i>Sir + Eustace Grey</i> and <i>The Hall of Justice</i>. The volume was + prefaced by a Dedication to Henry Richard Fox, third Lord + Holland, nephew and sometime ward of Charles James Fox, and the + reason for such dedication is told at greater length in the long + autobiographical introduction that follows.</p> + + <p>Twenty-two years had elapsed since Crabbe's last appearance as + an author, and he seems to have thought it due to his readers to + give some reason for his long abstention from the poet's 'idle + trade.' He pleads a <a name="Pg101"></a> higher 'calling,' that + of his professional duties, as sufficient excuse. Moreover, he + offers the same excuse for his 'progress in the art of + versification' being less marked than his readers might otherwise + expect. He then proceeds to tell the story of the kindness he had + received from Burke (who had died in 1797); the introduction by + him to Sir Joshua Reynolds, and through him again to Samuel + Johnson. He gives in full Johnson's note approving <i>The + Village</i>, and after a further laborious apology for the + shortcomings of his present literary venture, goes on to tell the + one really relevant incident of its appearance. Crabbe had + determined, he says, now that his old valued advisers had passed + away, not to publish anything more—</p> + <pre> + + "unless I could first obtain the sanction of such an opinion + as I might with some confidence rely upon. I looked for a + friend who, having the discerning taste of Mr. Burke and the + critical sagacity of Doctor Johnson, would bestow upon my + MS. the attention requisite to form his opinion, and would + then favour me with the result of his observations; and it + was my singular good fortune to obtain such assistance—the + opinion of a critic so qualified, and a friend so disposed to + favour me. I had been honoured by an introduction to the + Right Hon. Charles James Fox, some years before, at the + seat of Mr. Burke; and being again with him, I received a + promise that he would peruse any work I might send to him + previous to its publication, and would give me his opinion. + At that time I did not think myself sufficiently prepared; + and when afterwards I had collected some poems for his inspection, + I found my right honourable friend engaged by the + affairs of a great empire, and struggling with the inveteracy + of a fatal disease. At such time, upon such mind, ever disposed + to oblige as that mind was, I could not obtrude the + petty business of criticising verses; but he remembered the + promise he had kindly given, and repeated an offer which <a name= +"Pg102"></a> + though I had not presumed to expect, I was happy to receive. + A copy of the poems, now first published, was sent to him, + and (as I have the information from Lord Holland, and his + Lordship's permission to inform my readers) the poem which + I have named <i>The Parish Register</i> was heard by Mr. Fox, + and it excited interest enough by some of its parts to gain for + me the benefit of his judgment upon the whole. Whatever he + approved, the reader will readily believe, I have carefully + retained: the parts he disliked are totally expunged, and + others are substituted, which I hope resemble those more + conformable to the taste of so admirable a judge. Nor can I + deny myself the melancholy satisfaction of adding that this + poem (and more especially the history of Phoebe Dawson, + with some parts of the second book) were the last compositions + of their kind that engaged and amused the capacious, the + candid, the benevolent mind of this great man." + +</pre> + + <p>It was, as we have seen, at Dudley North's residence in + Suffolk that Crabbe had renewed his acquaintance with Fox, and + received from him fresh offers of criticism and advice. And now + the great statesman had passed beyond reach of Crabbe's + gratitude. He had died in the autumn of 1806, at the Duke of + Devonshire's, at Chiswick. His last months wore of great + suffering, and the tedium of his latter days was relieved by + being read aloud to—the Latin poets taking their turn with + Crabbe's pathetic stories of humble life. In the same preface, + Crabbe further expresses similar obligations to his friend, + Richard Turner of Yarmouth. The result of this double criticism + is the more discernible when we compare <i>The Parish + Register</i> with, its successor, <i>The Borough</i>, in the + composition of which Crabbe admits, in the preface to that poem, + that he had trusted more entirely to his own judgment.</p> + + <p>In <i>The Parish Register</i>, Crabbe returns to the theme + <a name="Pg103"></a> which he had treated twenty years before in + <i>The Village,</i> but on a larger and more elaborate scale. The + scheme is simple and not ineffective. A village clergyman is the + narrator, and with his registers of baptisms, marriages, and + burials open before him, looks through the various entries for + the year just completed. As name after name recalls interesting + particulars of character and incident in their history, he + relates them as if to an imaginary friend at his side. The + precedent of <i>The Deserted Village</i> is still obviously near + to the writer's mind, and he is alternately attracted and + repelled by Goldsmith's ideals. For instance, the poem opens with + an introduction of some length in which the general aspects of + village life are described. Crabbe begins by repudiating any idea + of such life as had been described by his predecessor:—</p> + <pre> + + "Is there a place, save one the poet sees, + A land of love, of liberty, and ease; + Where labour wearies not, nor cares suppress + Th' eternal flow of rustic happiness: + Where no proud mansion frowns in awful state, + Or keeps the sunshine from the cottage-gate; + Where young and old, intent on pleasure, throng, + And half man's life is holiday and song? + Vain search for scenes like these! no view appears, + By sighs unruffled, or unstain'd by tears; + Since vice the world subdued and waters drown'd, + Auburn and Eden can no more be found." + +</pre> + + <p>And yet the poet at once proceeds to describe his village in + much the same tone, and with much of the same detail as Goldsmith + had done:—</p> + <pre> + + "Behold the Cot! where thrives th' industrious swain, + Source of his pride, his pleasure, and his gain, <a name= +"Pg104"></a> + Screen'd from the winter's-wind, the sun's last ray + Smiles on the window and prolongs the day; + Projecting thatch the woodbine's branches stop, + And turn their blossoms to the casement's top; + All need requires is in that cot contain'd, + And much that taste untaught and unrestrain'd + Surveys delighted: there she loves to trace, + In one gay picture, all the royal race; + Around the walls are heroes, lovers, kings; + The print that shows them and the verse that sings." + +</pre> + + <p>Then follow, as in <i>The Deserted Village</i>, the coloured + prints, and ballads, and even <i>The Twelve Good Rules</i>, that + decorate the walls: the humble library that fills the deal shelf + "beside the cuckoo clock"; the few devotional works, including + the illustrated Bible, bought in parts with the weekly sixpence; + the choice notes by learned editors that raise more doubts than + they close. "Rather," exclaims Crabbe:</p> + <pre> + + "Oh! rather give me commentators plain + Who with no deep researches vex the brain; + Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, + And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun." + +</pre> + + <p>The last line of which he conveyed, no doubt unconsciously, + from Young. Nothing can be more winning than the picture of the + village home thus presented. And outside it, the plot of + carefully-tended ground, with not only fruits and herbs but space + reserved for a few choice flowers, the rich carnation and the + "pounced auricula":—</p> + <pre> + + "Here, on a Sunday eve, when service ends, + Meet and rejoice a family of friends: + All speak aloud, are happy and are free, + And glad they seem, and gaily they agree. + What, though fastidious ears may shun the speech, + Where all are talkers, and where none can teach; <a name= +"Pg105"></a> + Where still the welcome and the words are old, + And the same stories are for ever told; + Yet theirs is joy that, bursting from the heart, + Prompts the glad tongue these nothings to impart; + That forms these tones of gladness we despise, + That lifts their steps, that sparkles in their eyes; + That talks or laughs or runs or shouts or plays, + And speaks in all there looks and all their ways." + +</pre> + + <p>This charming passage is thoroughly in Goldsmith's vein, and + even shows markedly the influence of his manner, and yet it is no + mere echo of another poet. The scenes described are those which + had become dear and familiar to Crabbe during years of residence + in Leicestershire and inland Suffolk. And yet at this very + juncture, Crabbe's poetic conscience smites him. It is not for + him, he remembers, to deal only with the sweeter aspects, though + he knows them to exist, of village life. He must return to its + sterner side:—</p> + <pre> + + "Fair scenes of peace! ye might detain us long, + But vice and misery now demand the song; + And turn our view from dwellings simply neat, + To this infected Row we term our Street." + +</pre> + + <p>For even the village of trim gardens and cherished Bibles has + its "slums," and on these slums Crabbe proceeds to enlarge with + almost ferocious realism:—</p> + <pre> + + "Here, in cabal, a disputatious crew + Each evening meet; the sot, the cheat, the shrew; + Riots are nightly heard:—the curse, the cries + Of beaten wife, perverse in her replies, + While shrieking children hold each threat'ning hand, + And sometimes life, and sometimes food demand; + Boys, in their first-stol'n rags, to swear begin; + And girls, who heed not dress, are skill'd in gin." + <a name="Pg106"></a> +</pre> + + <p>It is obvious, I think, that Crabbe's representations of + country life here, as in <i>The Village</i> and <i>The + Borough</i>, are often eclectic, and that for the sake of telling + contrast, he was at times content to blend scenes that he had + witnessed under very opposite conditions.</p> + + <p>The section entitled "Baptisms" deals accordingly with many + sad instances of "base-born" children, and the section on + "Marriages" also has its full share of kindred instances in which + the union in Church has only been brought about by pressure from + the parish authorities. The marriage of one such "compelled + bridegroom" is related with a force and minuteness of detail + throughout which not a word is thrown away:—</p> + <pre> + + "Next at our altar stood a luckless pair, + Brought by strong passions and a warrant there; + By long rent cloak, hung loosely, strove the bride + From every eye, what all perceived, to hide. + While the boy-bridegroom, shuffling in his pace, + Now hid awhile, and then exposed his face; + As shame alternately with anger strove + The brain, confused with muddy ale, to move, + In haste and stammering he perform'd his part, + And look'd the rage that rankled in his heart: + (So will each lover inly curse his fate, + Too soon made happy, and made wise too late:) + I saw his features take a savage gloom, + And deeply threaten for the days to come. + Low spake the lass, and lisp'd and minced the while, + Look'd on the lad, and faintly tried to smile; + With soften'd speech and humbled tone she strove + To stir the embers of departed love: + While he, a tyrant, frowning walk'd before, + Felt the poor purse, and sought the public door, + She sadly following in submission went + And saw the final shilling foully spent; <a name="Pg107"></a> + Then to her father's hut the pair withdrew, + And bade to love and comfort long adieu! + Ah! fly temptation, youth, refrain! refrain! + I preach for ever; but I preach in vain!" + +</pre> + + <p>There is no "mealy-mouthed philanthropy" here. No one can + doubt the earnestness and truth of the poet's mingled anger and + sorrow. The misery of irregular unions had never been "bitten in" + with more convincing force. The verse, moreover, in the passage + is freer than usual from many of Crabbe's eccentricities. It is + marked here and there by his fondness for verbal antithesis, + almost amounting to the pun, which his parodists have not + overlooked. The second line indeed is hardly more allowable in + serious verse than Dickens's mention of the lady who went home + "in a flood of tears and a sedan-chair." But Crabbe's indulgence + in this habit is never a mere concession to the reader's flippant + taste. His epigrams often strike deeply home, as in this instance + or in the line:—</p> + <pre> + + "Too soon made happy, and made wise too late." + +</pre> + + <p>The story that follows of Phoebe Dawson, which helped to + soothe Fox in the last stage of his long disease, is no less + powerful. The gradual steps by which the village beauty is led to + her ruin are told in a hundred lines with a fidelity not + surpassed in the case of the story of Hetty Sorrel. The verse, + alternately recalling Pope and Goldsmith, is yet impelled by a + moral intention, which gives it absolute individuality. The + picture presented is as poignantly pathetic as Frederick Walker's + <i>Lost Path</i>, or Langhorne's "Child of misery, baptized in + tears." That it will ever again be ranked with such may be + doubtful, for <i>technique</i> is <a name="Pg108"></a> the first + quality demanded of an artist in our day, and Crabbe's + <i>technique</i> is too often defective in the extreme.</p> + + <p>These more tragic incidents of village life are, however, + relieved at proper intervals by some of lighter complexion. There + is the gentleman's gardener who has his successive children + christened by the Latin names of his plants,—Lonicera, + Hyacinthus and Senecio. Then we have the gallant, gay Lothario, + who not only fails to lead astray the lovely Fanny Price, but is + converted by her to worthier aims, and ends by becoming the best + friend and benefactor of her and her rustic suitor. There is an + impressive sketch of the elderly prude:—</p> + <pre> + + "—wise, austere, and nice, + Who showed her virtue by her scorn of vice"; + +</pre> + + <p>and another of the selfish and worldly life of the Lady at the + Great House who prefers to spend her fortune in London, and + leaves her tenants to the tender mercies of her steward. Her + forsaken mansion is described in lines curiously anticipating + Hood's <i>Haunted House</i>:—</p> + <pre> + + "—forsaken stood the Hall: + Worms ate the floors, the tap'stry fled the wall: + No fire the kitchen's cheerless grate display'd; + No cheerful light the long-closed sash convey'd; + The crawling worm that turns a summer fly, + Here spun his shroud, and laid him up to die + The winter-death:—upon the bed of state, + The bat shrill shrieking woo'd his flickering mate." + +</pre> + + <p>In the end her splendid funeral is solemnised:—</p> + <pre> + + "Dark but not awful, dismal but yet mean, + With anxious bustle moves the cumbrous scene; + Presents no objects tender or profound + But spreads its cold unmeaning gloom around." + <a name="Pg109"></a> +</pre> + + <p>And the sarcastic village-father, after hearing "some scholar" + read the list of her titles and her virtues, "looked disdain and + said":—</p> + <pre> + + "Away, my friends! why take such pains to know + What some brave marble soon in Church shall show? + Where not alone her gracious name shall stand, + But how she lived—the blessing of the land; + How much we all deplored the noble dead, + What groans we uttered and what tears we shed; + Tears, true as those which in the sleepy eyes + Of weeping cherubs on the stone shall rise; + Tears, true as those which, ere she found her grave, + The noble Lady to our sorrows gave!" + +</pre> + + <p>These portraits of the ignoble rich are balanced by one of the + "noble peasant" Isaac Ashford, drawn, as Crabbe's son tells us, + from a former parish-clerk of his father's at North Glemham. + Coming to be past work through infirmities of age, the old man + has to face the probability of the parish poorhouse, and + reconciling himself to his lot is happily spared the sore + trial:—</p> + <pre> + + "Daily he placed the Workhouse in his view! + But came not there, for sudden was his fate, + He dropp'd, expiring, at his cottage-gate. + I feel his absence in the hours of prayer, + And view his seat, and sigh for Isaac there: + I see no more those white locks thinly spread + Round the bald polish of that honour'd head; + No more that awful glance on playful wight, + Compell'd to kneel and tremble at the sight, + To fold his fingers, all in dread the while, + Till Mister Ashford soften'd to a smile; + No more that meek and suppliant look in prayer, + Nor the pure faith (to give it force), are there:— + But he is blest, and I lament no more + A wise, good man, contented to be poor." + <a name="Pg110"></a> +</pre> + + <p>Where Crabbe is represented, not unfairly, as dwelling mainly + on the seamy side of peasant and village life, such passages as + the above are not to be overlooked.</p> + + <p>This final section ("Burials") is brought to a close by an + ingenious incident which changes the current of the vicar's + thoughts. He is in the midst of the recollections of his departed + flock when the tones of the passing-bell fall upon his ear. On + sending to inquire he finds that they tell of a new death, that + of his own aged parish-sexton, "old Dibble" (the name, it may be + presumed, an imperfect reminiscence of Justice Shallow's friend). + The speaker's thoughts are now directed to his old parish + servant, and to the old man's favourite stories of previous + vicars under whom he has served. Thus the poem ends with sketches + of Parson Addle, Parson Peele, Dr. Grandspear and + others—among them the "Author-Rector," intended (the + younger Crabbe thought) as a portrait of the poet himself. + Finally Crabbe could not resist the temptation to include a young + parson, "a youth from Cambridge," who has imbibed some extreme + notions of the school of Simeon, and who is shown as fearful on + his death-bed lest he should have been guilty of too many good + works. He appeals to his old clerk on the subject:—</p> + <pre> + + "'My alms-deeds all, and every deed I've done, + My moral-rags defile me every one; + It should not be:—what say'st thou! Tell me, Ralph.' + 'Quoth I, your Reverence, I believe you're safe; + Your faith's your prop, nor have you pass'd such time + In life's good works as swell them to a crime. + If I of pardon for my sins were sure, + About my goodness I would rest secure.'" + <a name="Pg111"></a> +</pre> + + <p>The volume containing <i>The Parish Register, The Village</i>, + and others, appeared in the autumn of 1807; and Crabbe's general + acceptance as a poet of mark dates from that year. Four editions + were issued by Mr. Hatchard during the following year and a + half—the fourth appearing in March 1809. The reviews were + unanimous in approval, headed by Jeffrey in the <i>Edinburgh</i>, + and within two days of the appearance of this article, according + to Crabbe's son, the whole of the first edition was sold off.</p> + + <p>At this date, there was room for Crabbe as a poet, and there + was still more room for him as an innovator in the art of + fiction. Macaulay, in his essay on Addison, has pointed out how + the Roger de Coverley papers gave the public of his day the first + taste of a new and exquisite pleasure. At the time "when Fielding + was birds-nesting, and Smollett was unborn," he was laying the + foundations of the English novel of real life. After nearly a + hundred years, Crabbe was conferring a similar benefit. The novel + had in the interim risen to its full height, and then sunk. When + Crabbe published his <i>Parish Register</i>, the novels of the + day were largely the vapid productions of the Minerva Press, + without atmosphere, colour, or truth. Miss Edgeworth alone had + already struck the note of a new development in her <i>Castle + Rackrent</i>, not to mention the delightful stories in <i>The + Parents' Assistant, Simple Susan, Lazy Lawrence</i>, or <i>The + Basket-Woman</i>. Galt's masterpiece, <i>The Annals of the + Parish</i>, was not yet even lying unfinished in his desk. The + Mucklebackits and the Headriggs were still further distant. Miss + Mitford's sketches in <i>Our Village</i>—the nearest in + form to Crabbe's pictures of country life--were to come later + still. <a name="Pg112"></a> Crabbe, though he adhered, with a + wise knowledge of his own powers, to the heroic couplet, is + really a chief founder of the rural novel—the <i>Silas + Marner</i> and the <i>Adam Bede</i> of fifty years later. Of + course (for no man is original) he had developed his methods out + of that of his predecessors. Pope was his earliest master in his + art. And what Pope had done in his telling couplets for the man + and woman of fashion—the Chloes and Narcissas of his + day—Crabbe hoped that he might do for the poor and squalid + inhabitants of the Suffolk seaport. Then, too, Thomson's "lovely + young Lavinia," and Goldsmith's village-parson and poor widow + gathering her cresses from the brook, had been before him and + contributed their share of influence. But Crabbe's achievement + was practically a new thing. The success of <i>The Parish + Register</i> was largely that of a new adventure in the world of + fiction. Whatever defects the critic of pure poetry might + discover in its workmanship, the poem was read for its + stories—for a truth of realism that could not be doubted, + and for a pity that could not be unshared.</p> + + <p>In 1809 Crabbe forwarded a copy of his poems (now reduced by + the publisher to the form of two small volumes, and in their + fourth edition) to Walter Scott, who acknowledged them and + Crabbe's accompanying letter in a friendly reply, to which + reference has already been made. After mentioning how for more + than twenty years he had desired the pleasure of a personal + introduction to Crabbe, and how, as a lad of eighteen, he had met + with selections from <i>The Village</i> and <i>The Library</i> in + <i>The Annual Register</i>, he continues:—</p> + <pre> + + "You may therefore guess my sincere delight when I saw + your poems at a late period assume the rank in the public <a name="Pg113"></a> + consideration which they so well deserve. It was a triumph + to my own immature taste to find I had anticipated the + applause of the learned and the critical, and I became very + desirous to offer my <i>gratulor</i> among the more important + plaudits which you have had from every quarter. I should + certainly have availed myself of the freemasonry of authorship + (for our trade may claim to be a mystery as well as Abhorson's) + to address to you a copy of a new poetical attempt, which I + have now upon the anvil, and I esteem myself particularly obliged + to Mr. Hatchard, and to your goodness acting upon his + information, for giving me the opportunity of paving the way + for such a freedom. I am too proud of the compliments + you honour me with to affect to decline them; and with + respect to the comparative view I have of my own labours + and yours, I can only assure you that none of my little folks, + about the formation of whose tastes and principles I may be + supposed naturally solicitous, have ever read any of my own + poems—while yours have been our regular evening's amusement + My eldest girl begins to read well, and enters as well + into the humour as into the sentiment of your admirable + descriptions of human life. As for rivalry, I think it has + seldom existed among those who know by experience that + there are much better things in the world than literary + reputation, and that one of the best of those good things is + the regard and friendship of those deservedly and generally + esteemed for their worth or their talents. I believe many + dilettante authors do cocker themselves up into a great + jealousy of anything that interferes with what they are + pleased to call their fame: but I should as soon think of + nursing one of my own fingers into a whitlow for my private + amusement as encouraging such a feeling. I am truly sorry + to observe you mention bad health: those who contribute so + much to the improvement as well as the delight of society + should escape this evil. I hope, however, that one day your + state of health may permit you to view this country." + +</pre> + + <p>This interchange of letters was the beginning of a friendship + that was to endure and strengthen through the lives of both + poets, for they died in the self-same <a name="Pg114"></a> year. + The "new poetical attempt" that was "on the anvil" must have been + <i>The Lady of the Lake</i>, completed and published in the + following year. But already Scott had uneasy misgivings that the + style would not bear unlimited repetition. Even before Byron + burst upon the world with the two first cantos of <i>Childe + Harold</i>, and drew on him the eyes of all readers of poetry, + Scott had made the unwelcome discovery that his own matter and + manner was imitable, and that others were borrowing it. Many + could now "grow the flower" (or something like it), for "all had + got the seed." It was this persuasion that set him thinking + whether he might not change his topics and his metre, and still + retain his public. To this end he threw up a few tiny <i>ballons + d'essai</i>—experiments in the manner of some of his + popular contemporaries, and printed them in the columns of the + <i>Edinburgh Annual Register</i>. One of these was a grim story + of village crime called <i>The Poacher</i>, and written in avowed + imitation of Crabbe. Scott was earnest in assuring Lockhart that + he had written in no spirit of travesty, but only to test whether + he would be likely to succeed in narrative verse of the same + pattern. He had adopted Crabbe's metre, and as far as he could + compass it, his spirit also. The result is noteworthy, and shows + once again how a really original imagination cannot pour itself + into another's mould. A few lines may suffice, in evidence. The + couplet about the vicar's sermons makes one sure that for the + moment Scott was good-humouredly copying one foible at least of + his original:—</p> + <pre> + + "Approach and through the unlatticed window peep. + Nay, shrink not back, the inmate is asleep; <a name="Pg115"></a> + Sunk 'mid yon sordid blankets, till the sun + Stoop to the west, the plunderer's toils are done. + Loaded and primed, and prompt for desperate hand, + Rifle and fowling-piece beside him stand, + While round the hut are in disorder laid + The tools and booty of his lawless trade; + For force or fraud, resistance or escape + The crow, the saw, the bludgeon, and the crape; + His pilfered powder in yon nook he hoards, + And the filched lead the church's roof affords— + (Hence shall the rector's congregation fret, + That while his sermon's dry, his walls are wet.) + The fish-spear barbed, the sweeping net are there, + Dog-hides, and pheasant plumes, and skins of hare, + Cordage for toils, and wiring for the snare. + Bartered for game from chase or warren won, + Yon cask holds moonlight,[<a href= +"#note-5">5</a>] seen when moon was none; + And late-snatched spoils lie stowed in hutch apart, + To wait the associate higgler's evening cart." + +</pre> + + <p>Happily for Scott's fame, and for the world's delight, he did + not long pursue the unprofitable task of copying other men. + <i>Rokeby</i> appeared, was coldly received, and then Scott + turned his thoughts to fiction in prose, came upon his long-lost + fragment of <i>Waverley</i> and the need of conciliating the + poetic taste of the day was at an end for ever. But his affection + for Crabbe never waned. In his earlier novels there was no + contemporary poet he more often quoted as headings for his + chapters—and it was Crabbe's <i>Borough</i> to which he + listened with unfailing delight twenty years later, in the last + sad hours of his decay. <a name="Pg116"></a></p> + + <center> + FOOTNOTES: + </center> + + <p><a name="note-5"><!-- Note Anchor 5 --></a>[Footnote 5: A cant + term for smuggled spirits.]</p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH7"><!-- CH7 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER VII</h2> + + <center> + <i>THE BOROUGH</i> + </center> + + <center> + (1809-1812) + </center> + + <p>The immediate success of <i>The Parish Register</i> in 1807 + encouraged Crabbe to proceed at once with a far longer poem, + which had been some years in hand. <i>The Borough</i> was begun + at Rendham in Suffolk in 1801, continued at Muston after the + return thither in 1805, and finally completed during a long visit + to Aldeburgh in the autumn of 1809. That the Poem should have + been "in the making" during at least eight years is quite what + might be inferred from the finished work. It proved, on + appearance, to be of portentous length—at least ten + thousand lines. Its versification included every degree of finish + of which Crabbe was capable, from his very best to his very + worst. Parts of it were evidently written when the theme stirred + and moved the writer: others, again, when he was merely bent on + reproducing scenes that lived in his singularly retentive memory, + with needless minuteness of detail, and in any kind of couplet + that might pass muster in respect of scansion and rhyme. In the + preface to the poem, on its appearance in 1810, Crabbe displays + an uneasy consciousness that his poem was open to objection in + this respect. In his previous ventures he had had Edmund Burke, + Johnson, and <a name="Pg117"></a> Fox, besides his friend Turner + at Yarmouth, to restrain or to revise. On the present occasion, + the three first-named friends had passed away, and Crabbe took + his MS. with him to Yarmouth, on the occasion of his visit to the + Eastern Counties, for Mr. Richard Turner's opinion. The scholarly + rector of Great Yarmouth may well have shrunk from advising on a + poem of ten thousand lines in which, as the result was to show, + the pruning-knife and other trenchant remedies would have seemed + to him urgently needed. As it proved, Mr. Turner's opinion was on + the whole "highly favourable; but he intimated that there were + portions of the new work which might be liable to rough treatment + from the critics."</p> + + <p><i>The Borough</i> is an extension—a very elaborate + extension—of the topics already treated in <i>The + Village</i> and <i>The Parish Register</i>. The place indicated + is undisguisedly Aldeburgh; but as Crabbe had now chosen a far + larger canvas for his picture, he ventured to enlarge the scope + of his observation, and while retaining the scenery and general + character of the little seaport of his youth, to introduce any + incidents of town life and experiences of human character that he + had met with subsequently. <i>The Borough</i> is Aldeburgh + extended and magnified. Besides church officials it exhibits + every shade of nonconformist creed and practice, notably those of + which the writer was now having unpleasant experience at Muston. + It has, of course, like its prototype, a mayor and corporation, + and frequent parliamentary elections. It supports many professors + of the law; physicians of high repute, and medical quacks of very + low. Social life and pleasure is abundant, with clubs, + card-parties, and <a name="Pg118"></a> theatres. It boasts an + almshouse, hospital, prisons, and schools for all classes. The + poem is divided into twenty-four cantos or sections, written as + "Letters" to an imaginary correspondent who had bidden the writer + "describe the borough," each dealing with its separate + topic—professions, trades, sects in religion, inns, + strolling players, almshouse inhabitants, and so forth. These + descriptions are relieved at intervals by elaborate sketches of + character, as in <i>The Parish Register</i>—the vicar, the + curate, the parish clerk, or by some notably pathetic incident in + the life of a tenant of the almshouse, or a prisoner in the gaol. + Some of these reach the highest level of Crabbe's previous + studies in the same kind, and it was to these that the new work + was mainly to owe its success. Despite of frequent defects of + workmanship, they cling to the memory through their truth and + intensity, though to many a reader to-day such, episodes may be + chiefly known to exist through a parenthesis in one of Macaulay's + <i>Essays</i>, where he speaks of "that pathetic passage in + Crabbe's <i>Borough</i> which has made many a rough and cynical + reader cry like a child."</p> + + <p>The passage referred to is the once-famous description of the + condemned Felon in the "Letter" on <i>Prisons</i>. Macaulay had, + as we know, his "heightened way of putting things," but the + narrative which he cites, as foil to one of Robert Montgomery's + borrowings, deserves the praise. It shows Crabbe's descriptive + power at its best, and his rare power and insight into the + workings of the heart and mind. He has to trace the sequence of + thoughts and feelings in the condemned criminal during the days + between his sentence and its execution; the dreams of happier + <a name="Pg119"></a> days that haunt his pillow—days when + he wandered with his sweetheart or his sister through their + village meadows:—</p> + <pre> + + "Yes! all are with him now, and all the while + Life's early prospects and his Fanny's smile. + Then come his sister and his village friend, + And he will now the sweetest moments spend + Life has to yield,—No! never will he find + Again on earth such pleasure in his mind + He goes through shrubby walks these friends among, + Love in their looks and honour on the tongue. + Nay, there's a charm beyond what nature shows, + The bloom is softer and more sweetly glows; + Pierced by no crime and urged by no desire + For more than true and honest hearts require, + They feel the calm delight, and thus proceed + Through the green lane,—then linger in the mead,— + Stray o'er the heath in all its purple bloom,— + And pluck the blossom where the wild bees hum; + Then through the broomy bound with ease they pass, + And press the sandy sheep-walk's slender grass, + Whore dwarfish flowers among the grass are spread, + And the lamb browses by the linnet's bed; + Then 'cross the bounding brook they make their way + O'er its rough bridge—'and there behold the bay!— + The ocean smiling to the fervid sun— + The waves that faintly fall and slowly run— + The ships at distance and the boats at hand, + And now they walk upon the sea-side sand, + Counting the number, and what kind they be, + Ships softly sinking in the sleepy sea: + Now arm in arm, now parted, they behold + The glittering waters on the shingles rolled; + The timid girls, half dreading their design, + Dip the small foot in the retarded brine, + And search for crimson weeds, which spreading flow, + Or lie like pictures on the sand below: <a name="Pg120"></a> + With all those bright red pebbles, that the sun, + Through the small waves so softly shines upon; + And those live lucid jellies which the eye + Delights to trace as they swim glittering by: + Pearl-shells and rubied star-fish they admire, + And will arrange above the parlour fire,— + Tokens of bliss!—'Oh! horrible! a wave + Roars as it rises—save me, Edward! save!' + She cries:—Alas! the watchman on his way + Calls and lets in—truth, terror, and the day!" + +</pre> + + <p>Allowing for a certain melodramatic climax here led up to, we + cannot deny the impressiveness of this picture—the + first-hand quality of its observation, and an eye for beauty, + which his critics are rarely disposed to allow to Crabbe. A + narrative of equal pathos, and once equally celebrated, is that + of the village-girl who receives back her sailor-lover from his + last voyage, only to watch over his dying hours. It is in an + earlier section (No. ii. <i>The Church</i>), beginning:</p> + <pre> + + "Yes! there are real mourners—I have seen + A fair sad girl, mild, suffering, and serene," + +</pre> + + <p>too long to quote in full, and, as with Crabbe's method + generally, not admitting of being fairly represented by extracts. + Then there are sketches of character in quite a different vein, + such as the vicar, evidently drawn from life. He is the good easy + man, popular with the ladies for a kind of <i>fade</i> + complimentary style in which he excels; the man of "mild + benevolence," strongly opposed to every thing new:</p> + <pre> + + "Habit with him was all the test of truth: + 'It must be right: I've done it from my youth,' + Questions he answered in as brief a way: + 'It must be wrong—it was of yesterday.'" + <a name="Pg121"></a> +</pre> + + <p>Feeble good-nature, and selfish unwillingness to disturb any + existing habits or conventions, make up his character:</p> + <pre> + + "In him his flock found nothing to condemn; + Him sectaries liked—he never troubled them: + No trifles failed his yielding mind to please, + And all his passions sunk in early ease; + Nor one so old has left this world of sin, + More like the being that he entered in." + +</pre> + + <p>An excellent companion sketch to that of the dilettante vicar + is provided in that of the poor curate—the scholar, + gentleman, and devout Christian, struggling against abject + poverty to support his large family. The picture drawn by Crabbe + has a separate and interesting origin. A year before the + appearance of <i>The Borough</i>, one of the managers of the + Literary Fund, an institution then of some twenty years' + standing, and as yet without its charter, applied to Crabbe for a + copy of verses that might be appropriate for recitation at the + annual dinner of the Society, held at the Freemasons' Tavern. It + was the custom of the society to admit such literary diversions + as part of the entertainment. The notorious William Thomas + Fitzgerald had been for many years the regular contributor of the + poem, and his efforts on the occasion are remembered, if only + through the opening couplet of Byron's <i>English Bards and + Scotch Reviewers</i>, where Fitzgerald is gibbeted as the + <i>Codrus</i> of Juvenal's satire:</p> + <pre> + + "Still must I hear? shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl + His creaking couplets in a Tavern-Hall?" + +</pre> + + <p>His poem for this year, 1809, is printed at length in the + <i>Gentleman's Magazine</i> for April—and also Crabbe's, + recited at the same dinner. Crabbe seems to have <a name= + "Pg122"></a> composed it for the occasion, but with the intention + of ultimately weaving it into the poem on which he was then + engaged. A paragraph prefixed to the lines also shows that Crabbe + had a further object in view. "The Founder of this Society having + intimated a hope that, on a plan which he has already + communicated to his particular Friends, its Funds may be + sufficiently ample to afford assistance and relief to learned + officiating Clergymen in distress, though they may not have + actually commenced Authors—the Author, in allusion to this + hope, has introduced into a Poem which he is preparing for the + Press the following character of a learned Divine in + distress."</p> + + <p>Crabbe's lines bearing on the proposed scheme (which seems for + a time at least to have been adopted by the administrators of the + Fund) were left standing when <i>The Borough</i> was published, + with, an explanatory note. They are effective for their purpose, + the pathos of them is genuine, and worthy of attention even in + these latter days of the "Queen Victoria Clergy Fund." The + speaker is the curate himself:</p> + <pre> + + "Long may these founts of Charity remain, + And never shrink, but to be filled again; + True! to the Author they are now confined, + To him who gave the treasure of his mind, + His time, his health,—and thankless found mankind: + But there is hope that from these founts may flow + A side-way stream, and equal good bestow; + Good that may reach us, whom the day's distress + Keeps from the fame and perils of the Press; + Whom Study beckons from the Ills of Life, + And they from Study; melancholy strife! + Who then can say, but bounty now so free, + And so diffused, may find its way to me? <a name="Pg123"></a> + Yes! I may see my decent table yet + Cheered with the meal that adds not to my debt; + May talk of those to whom so much we owe, + And guess their names whom yet we may not know; + Blest, we shall say, are those who thus can give, + And next, who thus upon the bounty live; + Then shall I close with thanks my humble meal, + And feel so well—Oh! God! how shall I feel!" + +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe is known to most readers to-day by the delightful + parody of his style in the <i>Rejected Addresses,</i> which + appeared in the autumn of 1812, and it was certainly on <i>The + Borough</i> that James Smith based his imitation. We all remember + the incident of Pat Jennings's adventure in the gallery of the + theatre. The manner of the narrative is borrowed from Crabbe's + lighter and more colloquial style. Every little foible of the + poet, when in this vein, is copied with great skill. The + superfluity of information, as in the case of—</p> + <pre> + + "John Richard William Alexander Dwyer," + +</pre> + + <p>whose only place in the narrative is that he preceded Pat + Jennings's father in the situation as</p> + <pre> + + "Footman to Justinian Stubbs, Esquire"; + +</pre> + + <p>or again in the detail that,</p> + <pre> + + "Emanuel Jennings brought his youngest boy + Up as a corn-cutter—a safe employ" + +</pre> + + <p>(a perfect Crabbian couplet), is imitated throughout, Crabbe's + habit of frequent verbal antithesis, and even of something like + punning, is exactly caught in such a couplet as:</p> + <pre> + + "Big-worded bullies who by quarrels live— + Who give the lie, and tell the lie they give." + +</pre> + + <p>Much of the parody, no doubt, exhibits the fanciful <a name= + "Pg124"></a> humour of the brothers Smith, rather than of Crabbe, + as is the case with many parodies. Of course there are couplets + here and there in Crabbe's narratives which justify the + burlesque. We have:</p> + <pre> + + "What is the truth? Old Jacob married thrice; + He dealt in coals, and avarice was his vice," + +</pre> + + <p>or the lines which the parodists themselves quote in their + justification,</p> + <pre> + + "Something had happened wrong about a Bill + Which was not drawn with true mercantile skill, + So to amend it I was told to go, + And seek the firm of Clutterbuck and Co." + +</pre> + + <p>But lines such as these in fact occur only at long intervals. + Crabbe's couplets are more often pedestrian rather than + grotesque.</p> + + <p>The poet himself, as the witty brothers relate with some + pride, was by no means displeased or offended by the liberty + taken. When they met in later years at William Spencer's, Crabbe + hurried to meet James Smith with outstretched hand, "Ah! my old + enemy, how do you do?" Again, writing to a friend who had + expressed some indignation at the parody, Crabbe complained only + of the preface. "There is a little ill-nature—and I take + the liberty of adding, undeserved ill-nature—in their + prefatory address; but in their versification they have done me + admirably." Here Crabbe shows a slight lack of self-knowledge. + For when to the Letter on <i>Trades</i> the following extenuating + postscript is found necessary, there would seem to be hardly any + room for the parodist:</p> + <pre> + + "If I have in this Letter praised the good-humour of a man + confessedly too inattentive to business, and if in the one on <a name="Pg125"></a> + <i>Amusements</i>, I have written somewhat sarcastically of 'the + brick-floored parlour which the butcher lets,' be credit given + to me that in the one case I had no intention to apologise for + idleness, nor any design in the other to treat with contempt + the resources of the poor. The good-humour is considered as + the consolation of disappointment, and the room is so mentioned + because the lodger is vain. Most of my readers will + perceive this; but I shall be sorry if by any I am supposed to + make pleas for the vices of men, or treat their wants and + infirmities with derision or with disdain." + +</pre> + + <p>After this, Crabbe himself might have admitted that the + descent is not very far to the parodist's delightful apology for + the change from "one hautboy" to "one fiddle" in the description + of the band. The subsequent explanation, how the poet had + purposely intertwined the various handkerchiefs which rescued Pat + Jennings's hat from the pit, lest the real owner should be + detected, and the reason for it, is a not less exquisite piece of + fooling:—"For, in the statistical view of life and manners + which I occasionally present, my clerical profession has taught + me how extremely improper it would be by any allusion, however + slight, to give any uneasiness, however trivial, to any + individual, however foolish or wicked." It might perhaps be + inferred from such effusions as are here parodied that Crabbe was + lacking in a sense of humour. This would certainly be too + sweeping an inference, for in many of his sketches of human + character he gives unmistakable proof to the contrary. But the + talent in question—often so recklessly awarded or denied to + us by our fellow-creatures—is very variable in the spheres + of its operation. The sense of humour is in its essence, as we + have often been told, largely a sense of proportion, and in this + sense Crabbe <a name="Pg126"></a> was certainly deficient. The + want of it accounts for much more in his writings than for his + prose notes and prefaces. It explains much of the diffuseness and + formlessness of his poetry, and his inability to grasp the great + truth how much the half may be greater than the whole.</p> + + <p>In spite, however, of these defects, and of the inequalities + of the workmanship, <i>The Borough</i> was from the first a + success. The poem appeared in February 1810, and went through six + editions in the next six years. It does not indeed present an + alluring picture of life in the provinces. It even reminds us of + a saying of Tennyson's, that if God made the country, and man + made the city, then it was the devil who made the country-town. + To travel through the borough from end to end is to pass through + much ignoble scenery, human and other, and under a cloudy heaven, + with only rare gleams of sunshine, and patches of blue sky. + These, when they occur, are proportionally welcome. They include + some exquisite descriptions of nature, though with Crabbe it will + be noticed that it is always the nature close about his feet, the + hedge-row, the meadow, the cottage-garden: as his son has noted, + his outlook never extends to the landscape beyond.</p> + + <p>In the respects just mentioned, the qualities exhibited in the + new poem have been noticed before in <i>The Village</i> and + <i>The Parish Register</i>. In <i>The Borough</i>, however, + appear some maturer specimens of this power, showing how Crabbe's + art was perfecting by practice. Very noticeable are the sections + devoted to the almshouse of the borough and its inhabitants. Its + founder, an eccentric and philanthropic merchant of <a name= + "Pg127"></a> the place, as well as the tenants of the almshouse + whose descriptions follow, are all avowedly, like most other + characters in Crabbe, drawn from life. The pious founder, being + left without wife or children, lives in apparent penury, but + while driving all beggars from his door, devotes his wealth to + secret acts of helpfulness to all his poorer neighbours in + distress:—</p> + <pre> + + "A twofold taste he had; to give and spare, + Both were his duties, and had equal care; + It was his joy to sit alone and fast, + Then send a widow and her boys repast: + Tears in his eyes would, spite of him, appear, + But he from other eyes has kept the tear: + All in a wintry night from far he came + To soothe the sorrows of a suffering dame, + Whose husband robbed him, and to whom he meant + A lingering, but reforming punishment: + Home then he walked, and found his anger rise + When fire and rushlight met his troubled eyes; + But these extinguished, and his prayer addressed + To Heaven in hope, he calmly sank to rest." + +</pre> + + <p>The good man lived on, until, when his seventieth year was + past, a building was seen rising on the green north of the + village—an almshouse for old men and women of the borough, + who had struggled in life and failed. Having built and endowed + this harbour of refuge, and placed its government in the hands of + six trustees, the modest donor and the pious lady-relative who + had shared in his good works passed quietly out of life.</p> + + <p>This prelude is followed by an account of the trustees who + succeeded to the management after the founder's death, among them + a Sir Denys Brand, a lavish donor to the town, but as vulgar and + ostentatious as the <a name="Pg128"></a> founder had been humble + and modest. This man defeats the intentions of the founder by + admitting to the almshouses persons of the shadiest antecedents, + on the ground that they at least had been conspicuous in their + day:</p> + <pre> + + "Not men in trade by various loss brought down, + But those whose glory once amazed the town; + Who their last guinea in their pleasure spent, + Yet never fell so low as to repent: + To these his pity he could largely deal, + Wealth they had known, and therefore want could feel." + +</pre> + + <p>From this unfit class of pensioner Crabbe selects three for + his minute analysis of character. They are, as usual, of a very + sordid type. The first, a man named "Blaney," had his prototype + in a half-pay major known to Crabbe in his Aldeburgh days, and + even the tolerant Jeffrey held that the character was rather too + shameless for poetical treatment. The next inmate in order, a + woman also drawn from the living model, and disguised under the + title of <i>Clelia</i>, is a study of character and career, drawn + with consummate skill. Certain abortive attempts of Crabbe to + write prose fiction have been already mentioned. But this + narrative of the gradual degradation of a coquette of the lower + middle class shows that Crabbe possessed at least some of the + best qualities of a great novelist. Clelia is, in fact, a kind of + country-town Becky Sharp, whose wiles and schemes are not + destined to end in a white-washed reputation at a fashionable + watering-place. On the contrary she falls from one ignominy to + another until, by a gross abuse of a public charity, she ends her + days in the almshouse! <a name="Pg129"></a></p> + + <p>One further instance may be cited of Crabbe's persistent + effort to awaken attention to the problem of poor-law relief. In + his day the question, both as to policy and humanity, between + indoor and outdoor relief, was still unsettled. In <i>The + Borough</i>, as described, many of the helpless poor were + relieved at their own homes. But a new scheme, "The maintenance + of the poor in a common mansion erected by the Hundred," seems to + have been in force in Suffolk, and up to that time confined to + that county. It differed from the workhouse of to-day apparently + in this respect, that there was not even an attempt to separate + the young and old, the sick and the healthy, the criminal and + vicious from the respectable and honest. Yet Crabbe's powerful + picture of the misery thus caused to the deserving class of + inmate is not without its lesson even after nearly a century + during which thought and humanity have been continually at work + upon such problems. The loneliness and weariness of workhouse + existence passed by the aged poor, separated from kinsfolk and + friends, in "the day-room of a London workhouse," have been + lately set forth by Miss Edith Sellers, in the pages of the + <i>Nineteenth Century</i>, with a pathetic incisiveness not less + striking than that of the following passage from the Eighteenth + Letter of Crabbe's <i>Borough</i>:—</p> + <pre> + + "Who can, when here, the social neighbour meet? + Who learn the story current in the street? + Who to the long-known intimate impart + Facts they have learned, or feelings of the heart? + They talk indeed, but who can choose a friend, + Or seek companions at their journey's end? + Here are not those whom they when infants knew; + Who, with like fortune, up to manhood grew; <a name="Pg130"></a> + Who, with like troubles, at old age arrived; + Who, like themselves, the joy of life survived; + Whom time and custom so familiar made, + That looks the meaning in the mind conveyed: + But here to strangers, words nor looks impart + The various movements of the suffering heart; + Nor will that heart with those alliance own, + To whom its views and hopes are all unknown + What, if no grievous fears their lives annoy, + Is it not worse no prospects to enjoy? + 'Tis cheerless living in such bounded view, + With nothing dreadful, but with nothing new; + Nothing to bring them joy, to make them weep; + The day itself is, like the night, asleep." + +</pre> + + <p>The essence of workhouse monotony has surely never been better + indicated than here.</p> + + <p><i>The Borough</i> did much to spread Crabbe's reputation + while he remained, doing his duty to the best of his ability and + knowledge, in the quiet loneliness of the Vale of Belvoir, but + his growing fame lay far outside the boundaries of his parish. + When, a few years later, he visited London and was received with + general welcome by the distinguished world of literature and the + arts, he was much surprised. "In my own village," he told James + Smith, "they think nothing of me." The three years following the + publication of <i>The Borough</i> were specially lonely. He had, + indeed, his two sons, George and John, with him. They had both + passed through Cambridge—one at Trinity and the other at + Caius, and were now in holy orders. Each held a curacy in the + near neighbourhood, enabling them to live under the parental + roof. But Mrs. Crabbe's condition was now increasingly sad, her + mind being almost gone. There was no daughter, and we <a name= + "Pg131"></a> hear of no other female relative at hand to assist + Crabbe in the constant watching of the patient. This circumstance + alone limited his opportunities of accepting the hospitalities of + the neighbourhood, though with the Welbys and other county + families, as well as with the surrounding clergy, he was a + welcome guest.</p> + + <p><i>The Borough</i> appeared in February 1810, and the + reviewers were prompt in their attention. The <i>Edinburgh</i> + reviewed the poem in April of the same year, and the + <i>Quarterly</i> followed in October. Jeffrey had already noticed + <i>The Parish Register</i> in 1808. The critic's admiration of + Crabbe had been, and remained to the end, cordial and sincere. + But now, in reviewing the new volume, a note of warning appears. + The critic finds himself obliged to admit that the current + objections to Crabbe's treatment of country life are well + founded. "His chief fault," he says, "is his frequent lapse into + disgusting representations." All powerful and pathetic poetry, + Jeffrey admits, abounds in "images of distress," but these images + must never excite "disgust," for that is fatal to the ends which + poetry was meant to produce. A few months later the + <i>Quarterly</i> followed in the same strain, but went on to + preach a more questionable doctrine. The critic in fact lays down + the extraordinary canon that the function of Poetry is not to + present any truth, if it happens to be unpleasant, but to + substitute an agreeable illusion in its place. "We turn to + poetry," he says, "not that we may see and feel what we see and + feel in our daily experience, but that we may be refreshed by + other emotions, and fairer prospects, that we may take shelter + from the realities of life in the paradise of Fancy."</p> + + <p>The appearance of these two prominent reviews to <a name= + "Pg132"></a> a certain extent influenced the direction of + Crabbe's genius for the remainder of his life. He evidently had + given them earnest consideration, and in the preface to the + <i>Tales</i>, his next production, he attempted something like an + answer to each. Without mentioning any names he replies to + Jeffrey in the first part of his preface, and to the + <i>Quarterly</i> reviewer in the second. Jeffrey had expressed a + hope that Crabbe would in future concentrate his powers upon some + interesting and connected story. "At present it is impossible not + to regret that so much genius should be wasted in making us + perfectly acquainted with individuals of whom we are to know + nothing but their characters." Crabbe in reply makes what was + really the best apology for not accepting this advice. He + intimates that he had already made the experiment, but without + success. His peculiar gifts did not fit him for it. As he wrote + the words, he doubtless had in mind the many prose romances that + he had written, and then consigned to the flames. The short + story, or rather the exhibition of a single character developed + through a few incidents, he felt to be the method that fitted his + talent best.</p> + + <p>Crabbe then proceeds to deal with the question, evidently + implied by the <i>Quarterly</i> reviewer, how far many passages + in <i>The Borough</i>, when concerned with low life, were really + poetry at all. Crabbe pleads in reply the example of other + English poets, whose claim to the title had never been disputed. + He cites Chaucer, who had depicted very low life indeed, and in + the same rhymed metre. "If all that kind of satire wherein + character is skilfully delineated, must no longer be esteemed as + genuine poetry," then what <a name="Pg133"></a> becomes of the + author of <i>The Canterbury Tales</i>? Crabbe could not supply, + or be expected to supply, the answer to this question. He could + not discern that the treatment is everything, and that Chaucer + was endowed with many qualities denied to himself—the + spirit of joyousness and the love of sunshine, and together with + these, gifts of humour and pathos to which Crabbe could make no + pretension. From Chaucer, Crabbe passes to the great but very + different master, on whom he had first built his style. Was Pope, + then, not a poet? seeing that he too has "no small portion of + this actuality of relation, this nudity of description, and + poetry without an atmosphere"? Here again, of course, Crabbe + overlooks one essential difference between himself and his model. + Both were keen-sighted students of character, and both described + sordid and worldly ambitions. But Pope was strongest exactly + where Crabbe was weak. He had achieved absolute mastery of form, + and could condense into a couplet some truth which Crabbe + expanded, often excellently, in a hundred lines of very unequal + workmanship. The <i>Quarterly</i> reviewer quotes, as admirable + of its kind, the description in <i>The Borough</i> of the + card-club, with the bickerings and ill-nature of the old ladies + and gentlemen who frequented it. It is in truth very graphic, and + no doubt absolutely faithful to life; but it is rather metrical + fiction than poetry. There is more of the essence of poetry in a + single couplet of Pope's:</p> + <pre> + + "See how the world its veterans rewards— + A youth of frolics, an old age of cards." + +</pre> + + <p>For here the expression is faultless, and Pope has <a name= + "Pg134"></a> educed an eternally pathetic truth, of universal + application.</p> + + <p>Even had the gentle remonstrances of the two reviewers never + been expressed, it would seem as if Crabbe had already arrived at + somewhat similar conclusions on his own account. At the time the + reviews appeared, the whole of the twenty-one <i>Tales</i> to be + published in August 1812 were already written. Crabbe had + perceived that if he was to retain the admiring public he had + won, he must break fresh ground. Aldeburgh was played out. It had + provided abundant material and been an excellent training-ground + for Crabbe's powers. But he had discovered that there were other + fields worth cultivating besides that of the hard lots of the + very poor. He had associated in his later years with a class + above these—not indeed with the "upper ten," save when he + dined at Belvoir Castle, but with classes lying between these two + extremes. He had come to feel more and more the fascination of + analysing human character and motives among his equals. He had a + singularly retentive memory, and the habit of noting and brooding + over incidents—specially of "life's little + ironies"—wherever he encountered them. He does not seem to + have possessed much originating power. When, a few years later, + his friend Mrs. Leadbeater inquired of him whether the characters + in his various poems were drawn from life, he + replied:—"Yes, I will tell you readily about my ventures, + whom I endeavour to paint as nearly as I could, and + <i>dare</i>—for in some cases I dared not.... Thus far you + are correct: there is not one of whom I had not in my mind the + original, but I was obliged in most cases to take them from their + <a name="Pg135"></a> real situations, and in one or two instances + even to change their sex, and in many, the circumstances.... + Indeed I do not know that I could paint merely from my own fancy, + and there is no cause why I should. Is there not diversity enough + in society?" <a name="Pg136"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH8"><!-- CH8 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER VIII</h2> + + <center> + <i>TALES</i> + </center> + + <center> + (1812) + </center> + + <p>Crabbe's new volume—"Tales. By the Rev. George Crabbe, + LL.B."—was published by Mr. Hatchard of Piccadilly in the + summer of 1812. It received a warm welcome from the poet's + admirers, and was reviewed, most appreciatively, by Jeffrey in + the <i>Edinburgh</i> for November. The <i>Tales</i> were + twenty-one in number, and to each was prefixed a series, often + four or five, of quotations from Shakespeare, illustrating the + incidents in the Tales, or the character there depicted. Crabbe's + knowledge of Shakespeare must have been in those days, when + concordances were not, very remarkable, for he quotes by no means + always from the best known plays, and he was not a frequenter of + the theatre. Crabbe had of late studied human nature in books as + well as in life.</p> + + <p>As already remarked, the Tales are often built upon events in + his own family, or else occurring within their knowledge. The + second in order of publication, <i>The Parting Hour</i>, arose + out of an incident in the life of the poet's own brother, which + is thus related in the notes to the edition of 1834:</p> + <pre> + + "Mr. Crabbe's fourth brother, William, taking to a sea-faring + life, was made prisoner by the Spaniards. He was <a name= +"Pg137"></a> + carried to Mexico, where he became a silversmith, married, + and prospered, until his increasing riches attracted a charge + of Protestantism; the consequence of which was much persecution. + He at last was obliged to abandon Mexico, his + property, and his family; and was discovered in the year + 1803 by an Aldeburgh sailor on the coast of Honduras, + where again he seems to have found some success in business. + This sailor was the only person he had seen for many a year + who could tell him anything about Aldeburgh and his family, + and great was his perplexity when he was informed that his + eldest brother, George, was a clergyman. 'This cannot be + <i>our</i> George,' said the wanderer, 'he was a <i>Doctor</i>! This was + the first, and it was also the last, tidings that ever reached + Mr. Crabbe of his brother William; and upon the Aldeburgh + sailor's story of his casual interview, it is obvious that + he built this tale." + +</pre> + + <p>The story as developed by Crabbe is pathetic and picturesque, + reminding us in its central interest of <i>Enoch Arden</i>. Allen + Booth, the youngest son of his parents dwelling in a small + seaport, falls early in love with a child schoolfellow, for whom + his affection never falters. When grown up the young man accepts + an offer from a prosperous kinsman in the West Indies to join him + in his business. His beloved sees him depart with many + misgivings, though their mutual devotion was never to fade. She + does not see him again for forty years, when he returns, like + Arden, to his "native bay,"</p> + <pre> + + "A worn-out man with wither'd limbs and lame, + His mind oppress'd with woes, and bent with age his frame." + +</pre> + + <p>He finds his old love, who had been faithful to her engagement + for ten years, and then (believing Allen to be dead) had married. + She is now a widow, with grown-up children scattered through the + world, and is <a name="Pg138"></a> alone. Allen then tells his + sad story. The ship in which he sailed from England had been + taken by the Spaniards, and he had been carried a slave to the + West Indies, where he worked in a silver mine, improved his + position under a kind master, and finally married a Spanish girl, + hopeless of ever returning to England though still unforgetful of + his old love. He accumulates money, and, like Crabbe's brother, + incurs the envy of his Roman Catholic neighbours. He is denounced + as a heretic, who would doubtless bring up his children in the + accursed English faith. On his refusal to become a Catholic he is + expelled the country, as the condition of his life being + spared:</p> + <pre> + + "His wife, his children, weeping in his sight, + All urging him to flee, he fled, and cursed his flight." + +</pre> + + <p>After many adventures he falls in with a ship bound for + England, but again his return is delayed. He is impressed (it was + war-time), and fights for his country; loses a limb, is again + left upon a foreign shore where his education finds him + occupation as a clerk; and finally, broken with age and toil, + finds his way back to England, where the faithful friend of his + youth takes care of him and nurses him to the end. The situation + at the close is very touching—for the joy of re-union is + clouded by the real love he feels for the Spanish wife and + children from whom he had been torn, and who are continually + present to him in his dreams.</p> + + <p>Nor is the treatment inadequate. It is at once discernible how + much Crabbe had already gained by the necessity for concentration + upon the development of a story instead of on the mere analysis + of character. The style, moreover, has clarified and gained in + <a name="Pg139"></a> dignity: there are few, if any, relapses + into the homelier style on which the parodist could try his hand. + Had the author of <i>Enoch Arden</i> treated the same theme in + blank-verse, the workmanship would have been finer, but he could + hardly have sounded a truer note of unexaggerated pathos.</p> + + <p>The same may be said of the beautiful tale of <i>The Lover's + Journey</i>. Here again is the product of an experience belonging + to Crabbe's personal history. In his early Aldeburgh days, when + he was engaged to Sarah Elmy with but faint hope of ever being + able to marry, it was one of the rare alleviations of his + distressed condition to walk over from Aldeburgh to Beccles (some + twenty miles distant), where his betrothed was occasionally a + visitor to her mother and sisters. "It was in his walks," writes + the son, "between Aldeburgh and Beccles that Mr. Crabbe passed + through the very scenery described in the first part of <i>The + Lover's Journey</i>; while near Beccles, in another direction, he + found the contrast of rich vegetation introduced in the latter + part of that tale; nor have I any doubt that the + <i>disappointment</i> of the story figures out something that, on + one of these visits, befell himself, and the feelings with which + he received it.</p> + <pre> + + "Gone to a friend, she tells me;—I commend + Her purpose: means she to a female friend?" + +</pre> + + <p>For truth compels me to say, that he was by no means free from + the less amiable sign of a strong attachment—jealousy." The + story is of the slightest—an incident rather than a story. + The lover, joyous and buoyant, traverses the dreary coast scenery + of Suffolk, and <a name="Pg140"></a> because he is happy, finds + beauty and charm in the commonest and most familiar sights and + sounds of nature: every single hedge-row blossom, every group of + children at their play. The poem is indeed an illustration of + Coleridge's lines in his ode <i>Dejection</i>:</p> + <pre> + + "O Lady, we receive but what we give, + And in our life alone does Nature live,— + Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud." + +</pre> + + <p>All along the road to his beloved's house, nature wears this + "wedding-garment." On his arrival, however, the sun fades + suddenly from the landscape. The lady is from home: gone to visit + a friend a few miles distant, not so far but that her lover can + follow,—but the slight, real or imaginary, probably the + latter, comes as such a rebuff, that during the "little + more—how far away!" that he travels, the country, though + now richer and lovelier, seems to him (as once to Hamlet) a mere + "pestilent congregation of vapours." But in the end he finds his + mistress and learns that she had gone on duty, not for + pleasure,—and they return happy again, and so happy indeed, + that he has neither eyes nor thoughts for any of nature's + fertilities or barrennesses—only for the dear one at his + side.</p> + + <p>I have already had occasion to quote a few lines from this + beautiful poem, to show Crabbe's minute observation—in his + time so rare—of flowers and birds and all that makes the + charm of rural scenery—but I must quote some more:</p> + <pre> + + "'Various as beauteous, Nature, is thy face,' + Exclaim'd Orlando: 'all that grows has grace: + All are appropriate—bog, and marsh, and fen, + Are only poor to undiscerning men; <a name="Pg141"></a> + Here may the nice and curious eye explore + How Nature's hand adorns the rushy moor, + Here the rare moss in secret shade is found, + Here the sweet myrtle of the shaking ground; + Beauties are these that from the view retire, + But well repay th' attention they require; + For these my Laura will her home forsake, + And all the pleasures they afford, partake.'" + +</pre> + + <p>And then follows a masterly description of a gipsy encampment + on which the lover suddenly comes in his travels. Crabbe's + treatment of peasant life has often been compared to that of + divers painters—the Dutch school, Hogarth, Wilkie, and + others—and the following curiously suggests Frederick + Walker's fine drawing, <i>The Vagrants</i>:</p> + <pre> + + "Again, the country was enclosed, a wide + And sandy road has banks on either side; + Where, lo! a hollow on the left appear'd, + And there a gipsy tribe their tent had rear'd; + 'Twas open spread, to catch the morning sun, + And they had now their early meal begun, + When two brown boys just left their grassy seat, + The early Trav'ller with their prayers to greet: + While yet Orlando held his pence in hand, + He saw their sister on her duty stand; + Some twelve years old, demure, affected, sly, + Prepared the force of early powers to try; + Sudden a look of languor he descries, + And well-feigned apprehension in her eyes; + Train'd but yet savage in her speaking face, + He mark'd the features of her vagrant race; + When a light laugh and roguish leer express'd + The vice implanted in her youthful breast: + Forth from the tent her elder brother came, + Who seem'd offended, yet forbore to blame <a name="Pg142"></a> + The young designer, but could only trace + The looks of pity in the Trav'ller's face: + Within, the Father, who from fences nigh + Had brought the fuel for the fire's supply, + Watch'd now the feeble blaze, and stood dejected by. + On ragged rug, just borrowed from the bed, + And by the hand of coarse indulgence fed, + In dirty patchwork negligently dress'd, + Reclined the Wife, an infant at her breast; + In her wild face some touch of grace remain'd, + Of vigour palsied and of beauty stain'd; + Her bloodshot eyes on her unheeding mate + Were wrathful turn'd, and seem'd her wants to state, + Cursing his tardy aid—her Mother there + With gipsy-state engross'd the only chair; + Solemn and dull her look; with such she stands, + And reads the milk-maid's fortune in her hands, + Tracing the lines of life; assumed through years, + Each feature now the steady falsehood wears. + With hard and savage eye she views the food, + And grudging pinches their intruding brood; + Last in the group, the worn-out Grandsire sits + Neglected, lost, and living but by fits: + Useless, despised, his worthless labours done, + And half protected by the vicious Son, + Who half supports him; he with heavy glance + Views the young ruffians who around him dance; + And, by the sadness in his face, appears + To trace the progress of their future years: + Through what strange course of misery, vice, deceit, + Must wildly wander each unpractised cheat! + What shame and grief, what punishment and pain, + Sport of fierce passions, must each child sustain— + Ere they like him approach their latter end, + Without a hope, a comfort, or a friend! + + But this Orlando felt not; 'Rogues,' said he, + 'Doubtless they are, but merry rogues they be; <a name= +"Pg143"></a> + They wander round the land, and be it true + They break the laws—then let the laws pursue + The wanton idlers; for the life they live, + Acquit I cannot, but I can forgive.' + This said, a portion from his purse was thrown, + And every heart seem'd happy like his own." + +</pre> + + <p><i>The Patron</i>, one of the most carefully elaborated of the + Tales, is on an old and familiar theme. The scorn that "patient + merit of the unworthy takes"; the misery of the courtier doomed + "in suing long to bide";—the ills that assail the scholar's + life,</p> + <pre> + + "Toil, envy, want, the Patron and the jail," + +</pre> + + <p>are standing subjects for the moralist and the satirist. In + Crabbe's poem we have the story of a young man, the son of a + "Borough-burgess," who, showing some real promise as a poet, and + having been able to render the local Squire some service by his + verses at election time, is invited in return to pay a visit of + some weeks at the Squire's country-seat. The Squire has vaguely + undertaken to find some congenial post for the young scholar, + whose ideas and ambitions are much in advance of those + entertained for him in his home. The young man has a most + agreeable time with his new friends. He lives for the while with + every refinement about him, and the Squire's daughter, a young + lady of the type of Lady Clara Vere de Vere, evidently enjoys the + opportunity of breaking a country heart for pastime, "ere she + goes to town." For after a while the family leave for their + mansion in London, the Squire at parting once more impressing on + his young guest that he will not forget him. After waiting a + reasonable time, the young poet repairs to <a name="Pg144"></a> + London and seeks to obtain an interview with his Patron. After + many unsuccessful trials, and rebuffs at the door from the + servants, a letter is at last sent out to him from their master, + coolly advising him to abjure all dreams of a literary life and + offering him a humble post in the Custom House. The young man, in + bitterness of heart, tries the work for a short time; and then, + his health and spirits having utterly failed, he returns to his + parents' home to die, the father thanking God, as he moves away + from his son's grave, that no other of his children has tastes + and talents above his position:</p> + <pre> + + "'There lies my Boy,' he cried, 'of care bereft, + And, Heaven be praised, I've not a genius left: + No one among ye, sons! is doomed to live + On high-raised hopes of what the Great may give.'" + +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe, who is nothing if not incisive in the drawing of his + moral, and lays on his colours with no sparing hand, represents + the heartless Patron and his family as hearing the sad tidings + with quite amazing <i>sang-froid</i>:</p> + <pre> + + "Meantime the news through various channels spread, + The youth, once favour'd with such praise, was dead: + 'Emma,' the Lady cried, 'my words attend, + Your siren-smiles have kill'd your humble friend; + The hope you raised can now delude no more, + Nor charms, that once inspired, can now restore' + + Faint was the flush of anger and of shame, + That o'er the cheek of conscious beauty came: + 'You censure not,' said she, 'the sun's bright rays, + When fools imprudent dare the dangerous gaze; + And should a stripling look till he were blind, + You would not justly call the light unkind; + But is he dead? and am I to suppose + The power of poison in such looks as those?' <a name="Pg145"></a> + She spoke, and pointing to the mirror, cast + A pleased gay glance, and curtsied as she pass'd. + + My Lord, to whom the poet's fate was told, + Was much affected, for a man so cold: + 'Dead!' said his lordship, 'run distracted, mad! + Upon my soul I'm sorry for the lad; + And now, no doubt, th' obliging world will say + That my harsh usage help'd him on his way: + What! I suppose, I should have nursed his muse, + And with champagne have brighten'd up his views, + Then had he made me famed my whole life long, + And stunn'd my ears with gratitude and song. + Still should the father hear that I regret + Our joint misfortune—Yes! I'll not forget.'" + +</pre> + + <p>The story, though it has no precise prototype in Crabbe's own + history, is clearly the fruit of his experience of life at + Belvoir Castle, combined with the sad recollection of his + sufferings when only a few years before he, a young man with the + consciousness of talent, was rolling butter-tubs on Slaughden + Quay.</p> + + <p>Much of the Tale is admirably and forcibly written, but again + it may be said that it is powerful fiction rather than + poetry—and indeed into such matters poetry can hardly + enter. It displays the fine observation of Miss Austen, clothed + in effective couplets of the school of Johnson and Churchill. Yet + every now and then the true poet comes to the surface. The + essence of a dank and misty day in late autumn has never been + seized with more perfect truth than in these lines:</p> + <pre> + + "Cold grew the foggy morn, the day was brief, + Loose on the cherry hung the crimson leaf; + The dew dwelt ever on the herb; the woods + Roar'd with strong blasts, with mighty showers the floods: <a name="Pg146"></a> + All green was vanish'd, save of pine and yew, + That still displayed their melancholy hue; + Save the green holly with its berries red, + And the green moss that o'er the gravel spread." + +</pre> + + <p>The scheme of these detached Tales had served to develop one + special side of Crabbe's talent. The analysis of human character, + with its strength and weakness (but specially the latter), finds + fuller exercise as the poet has to trace its effects upon the + earthly fortunes of the persons portrayed. The Tale entitled + <i>The Gentleman Farmer</i> is a striking illustration in point. + Jeffrey in his review of the <i>Tales</i> in the <i>Edinburgh</i> + supplies, as usual, a short abstract of the story, not without + due insight into its moral. But a profounder student of human + nature than Jeffrey has, in our own day, cited the Tale as worthy + even to illustrate a memorable teaching of St. Paul. The Bishop + of Worcester, better known as Canon Gore to the thousands who + listened to the discourse in Westminster Abbey, finds in this + story a perfect illustration of what moral freedom is, and what + it is often erroneously supposed to be:</p> + <pre> + + "It is of great practical importance that we should get a + just idea of what our freedom consists in. There are men + who, under the impulse of a purely materialist science, declare + the sense of moral freedom to be an illusion. This is of course + a gross error. But what has largely played into the hands of + this error is the exaggerated idea of human freedom which is + ordinarily current, an idea which can only be held by ignoring + our true and necessary dependence and limitation. It is this + that we need to have brought home to us. There is an admirable + story among George Crabbe's <i>Tales</i> called 'The Gentleman + Farmer.' The hero starts in life resolved that he will + not put up with any bondage. The orthodox clergyman, <a name= +"Pg147"></a> + the orthodox physician, and orthodox matrimony—all these + alike represent social bondage in different forms, and he will + have none of them So he starts on a career of 'unchartered + freedom' + + 'To prove that <i>he alone was king of him,</i>' + + and the last scene of all represents him the weak slave of + his mistress, a quack doctor, and a revivalist—'which things + are an allegory.'" + +</pre> + + <p>The quotation shows that Crabbe, neglected by the readers of + poetry to-day, is still cherished by the psychologist and divine. + It is to the "graver mind" rather than to the "lighter heart" + that he oftenest appeals. Newman, to mention no small names, + found Crabbe's pathos and fidelity to Human Nature even more + attractive to him in advanced years than in youth. There is + indeed much in common between Crabbe's treatment of life and its + problems, and Newman's. Both may be called "stern" portrayers of + human nature, not only as intended in Byron's famous line, but in + Wordsworth's use of the epithet when he invoked Duty as the + "stern Daughter of the voice of God." A kindred lesson to that + drawn by Canon Gore from <i>The Gentleman Farmer</i> is taught in + the yet grimmer Tale of <i>Edward Shore</i>. The story, as + summarised by Jeffrey, is as follows:</p> + <pre> + + "The hero is a young man of aspiring genius and enthusiastic + temper with an ardent love of virtue, but no settled + principles either of conduct or opinion. He first conceives an + attachment for an amiable girl, who is captivated with his + conversation; but, being too poor to marry, soon comes to + spend more of his time in the family of an elderly sceptic of + his acquaintance, who had recently married a young wife, and + placed unbounded confidence in her virtue, and the honour of <a name="Pg148"></a> + his friend. In a moment of temptation they abuse this + confidence. The husband renounces him with dignified composure; + and he falls at once from the romantic pride of his + virtue. He then seeks the company of the dissipated and + gay, and ruins his health and fortune without regaining his + tranquillity. When in gaol and miserable, he is relieved by + an unknown hand, and traces the benefaction to the friend + whose former kindness he had so ill repaid. This humiliation + falls upon his proud spirit and shattered nerves with an + overwhelming force, and his reason fails beneath it. He is + for some time a raving maniac, and then falls into a state of + gay and compassionable imbecility, which is described with + inimitable beauty in the close of this story." + +</pre> + + <p>Jeffrey's abstract is fairly accurate, save in one particular. + Edward Shore can hardly be said to feel an "ardent love of + virtue." Rather is he perfectly confident of his respectability, + and bitterly contemptuous of those who maintain the necessity of + religion to control men's unruly passions. His own lofty + conceptions of the dignity of human nature are sufficient for + himself:</p> + <pre> + + "'While reason guides me, I shall walk aright, + Nor need a steadier hand, or stronger light; + Nor this in dread of awful threats, design'd + For the weak spirit and the grov'ling mind; + But that, engaged by thoughts and views sublime, + I wage free war with grossness and with crime.' + Thus looked he proudly on the vulgar crew, + Whom statutes govern, and whom fears subdue." + +</pre> + + <p>As motto for this story Crabbe quotes the fine speech of Henry + V. on discovering the treachery of Lord Scrope, whose character + had hitherto seemed so immaculate. The comparison thus suggested + is not as felicitous as in many of Crabbe's citations. Had + <i>In</i> <a name="Pg149"></a> <i>Memoriam</i> been then written, + a more exact parallel might have been found in Tennyson's warning + to the young enthusiast:</p> + <pre> + + "See thou, that countest reason ripe + In holding by the law within, + Thou fail not in a world of sin, + And ev'n for want of such a type." + +</pre> + + <p>The story is for the most part admirably told. The unhappy + man, reduced to idiocy of a harmless kind, and the common + playmate of the village children, is encountered now and then by + the once loved maid, who might have made him happy:</p> + <pre> + + "Kindly she chides his boyish flights, while he + Will for a moment fix'd and pensive be; + And as she trembling speaks, his lively eyes + Explore her looks; he listens to her sighs; + Charm'd by her voice, th' harmonious sounds invade + His clouded mind, and for a time persuade: + Like a pleased infant, who has newly caught + From the maternal glance a gleam of thought, + He stands enrapt, the half-known voice to hear, + And starts, half conscious, at the falling tear. + + Rarely from town, nor then unwatch'd, he goes, + In darker mood, as if to hide his woes; + Returning soon, he with impatience seeks + His youthful friends, and shouts, and sings, and speaks; + Speaks a wild speech with action all as wild— + The children's leader, and himself a child; + He spins their top, or at their bidding bends + His back, while o'er it leap his laughing friends; + Simple and weak, he acts the boy once more, + And heedless children call him <i>Silly Shore</i>." + +</pre> + + <p>In striking contrast to the prevailing tone of the <a name= + "Pg150"></a> other Tales is the charming story, conceived in a + vein of purest comedy, called <i>The Frank Courtship</i>. This + Tale alone should be a decisive answer to those who have doubted + Crabbe's possession of the gift of humour, and on this occasion + he has refrained from letting one dark shadow fall across his + picture. It tells of one Jonas Kindred, a wealthy puritanic + Dissenter of narrowest creed and masterful temper. He has an only + daughter, the pride of her parents, and brought up by them in the + strictest tenets of the sect. Her father has a widowed and + childless sister, with a comfortable fortune, living in some + distant town; and in pity of her solitary condition he allows his + naturally vivacious daughter to spend the greater part of the + year with her aunt. The aunt does not share the prejudices of her + brother's household. She likes her game of cards and other social + joys, and is quite a leader of fashion in her little town. To + this life and its enjoyments the beautiful and clever Sybil takes + very kindly, and unfolds many attractive graces. Once a year the + aunt and niece by arrangement spend a few weeks in Sybil's old + home. The aunt, with much serpentine wisdom, arranges that she + and her niece shall adapt themselves to this very different + atmosphere—eschew cards, attend regularly at chapel, and + comply with the tone and habits of the family. The niece, + however, is really as good as she is pretty, and her conscience + smites her for deceiving her father, of whom she is genuinely + fond. She stands before him "pure, pensive, simple, + sad,"—yet</p> + <pre> + + "the damsel's heart, + When Jonas praised, reproved her for the part; <a name= +"Pg151"></a> + For Sybil, fond of pleasure, gay and light, + Had still a secret bias to the right; + Vain as she was—and flattery made her vain— + Her simulation gave her bosom pain." + +</pre> + + <p>As time wears on, however, this state of things must come to a + close. Jonas is anxious that his daughter shall marry suitably, + and he finds among his neighbours an admirable young man, a + staunch member of the "persuasion," and well furnished in this + world's goods. He calls his daughter home, that she may be at + once introduced to her future husband, for the father is as + certain as Sir Anthony Absolute himself that daughters should + accept what is offered them and ask no questions. Sybil is by no + means unwilling to enter the holy state, if the right man can be + found. Indeed, she is wearying of the aimless life she lives with + her worldly aunt, and the gradual change in her thoughts and + hopes is indicated in a passage of much delicacy and insight:</p> + <pre> + + "Jonas now ask'd his daughter—and the Aunt, + Though loth to lose her, was obliged to grant.— + But would not Sybil to the matron cling, + And fear to leave the shelter of her wing? + No! in the young there lives a love of change, + And to the easy they prefer the strange! + Then, too, the joys she once pursued with zeal, + From whist and visits sprung, she ceased to feel: + When with, the matrons Sybil first sat down, + To cut for partners and to stake her crown, + This to the youthful maid preferment seem'd, + Who thought what woman she was then esteem'd; + But in few years, when she perceived indeed + The real woman to the girl succeed, + No longer tricks and honours fill'd her mind, + But other feelings, not so well defined; <a name="Pg152"></a> + She then reluctant grew, and thought it hard + To sit and ponder o'er an ugly card; + Rather the nut-tree shade the nymph preferr'd, + Pleased with the pensive gloom and evening bird; + Thither, from company retired, she took + The silent walk, or read the fav'rite book." + +</pre> + + <p>The interview between Sybil and the young man is conceived + with real skill and humour. The young lady receives her lover, + prepared to treat him with gentle mockery and to keep him at a + convenient distance. The young lover is not daunted, and plainly + warns her against the consequences of such levity. But as the + little duel proceeds, each gradually detects the real good that + underlies the surface qualities of the other. In spite of his + formalism, Sybil discerns that her lover is full of good sense + and feeling; and he makes the same discovery with regard to the + young lady's <i>badinage.</i> And then, after a conflict of wits + that seems to terminate without any actual result, the anxious + father approaches his child with a final appeal to her sense of + filial duty:</p> + <pre> + + "With anger fraught, but willing to persuade, + The wrathful father met the smiling maid: + 'Sybil,' said he, 'I long, and yet I dread + To know thy conduct—hath Josiah fled? + And, grieved and fretted by thy scornful air, + For his lost peace, betaken him to prayer? + Couldst then his pure and modest mind distress + By vile remarks upon his speech, address, + Attire, and voice?'—'All this I must confess.' + 'Unhappy child! what labour will it cost + To win him back!'—'I do not think him lost.' + 'Courts he then (trifler!) insult and disdain?'— + 'No; but from these he courts me to refrain.' <a name= +"Pg153"></a> + 'Then hear me, Sybil: should Josiah leave + Thy father's house?'—'My father's child would grieve.' + 'That is of grace, and if he come again + To speak of love?'—'I might from grief refrain.' + 'Then wilt thou, daughter, our design embrace?'— + Can I resist it, if it be of grace?' + 'Dear child! in three plain words thy mind express: + Wilt thou have this good youth?'—'Dear father! yes.'" + +</pre> + + <p>All the characters in the story—the martinet father and + his poor crushed wife, as well as the pair of lovers—are + indicated with an appreciation of the value of dramatic contrast + that might make the little story effective on the stage. One of + the Tales in this collection, <i>The Confidant</i>, was actually + turned into a little drama in blank verse by Charles Lamb, under + the changed title of <i>The Wife's Trial: or the Intruding + Widow</i>. The story of Crabbe's <i>Confidant</i> is not + pleasant; and Lamb thought well to modify it, so as to diminish + the gravity of the secret of which the malicious friend was + possessed. There is nothing but what is sweet and attractive in + the little comedy of <i>The Frank Courtship</i>, and it might + well be commended to the dexterous and sympathetic hand of Mr. + J.M. Barrie. <a name="Pg154"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH9"><!-- CH9 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER IX</h2> + + <center> + VISITING IN LONDON + </center> + + <center> + (1812-1819) + </center> + + <p>In the margin of FitzGerald's copy of the <i>Memoir</i> an + extract is quoted from Crabbe's Diary: "1810, Nov. + 7.—Finish Tales. Not happy hour." The poet's comment may + have meant something more than that so many of his Tales dealt + with sad instances of human frailty. At that moment, and for + three years longer, there hung over Crabbe's family life a cloud + that never lifted—the hopeless illness of his wife. Two + years before, Southey, in answer to a friend who had made some + reference to Crabbe and his poetry, writes:</p> + <pre> + + "With Crabbe's poems I have been acquainted for about + twenty years, having read them when a schoolboy on their + first publication, and, by the help of <i>Elegant Extracts</i>, + remembered from that time what was best worth remembering. + You rightly compare him to Goldsmith. He is an imitator, + or rather an <i>antithesizer</i> of Goldsmith, if such a word may be + coined for the occasion. His merit is precisely the same as + Goldsmith's—that of describing things clearly and strikingly; + but there is a wide difference between the colouring of the + two poets. Goldsmith threw a sunshine over all his pictures, + like that of one of our water-colour artists when he paints + for ladies—a light and a beauty not to be found in Nature, + though not more brilliant or beautiful than what Nature + really affords; Crabbe's have a gloom which is also not in + Nature--not the shade of a heavy day, of mist, or of clouds, <a name="Pg155"></a> + but the dark and overcharged shadows of one who paints by + lamplight—whose very lights have a gloominess. In part + this is explained by his history." + +</pre> + + <p>Southey's letter was written in September 1808, before either + <i>The Borough</i> or the <i>Tales</i> was published, which may + account for the inadequacy of his criticism on Crabbe's poetry. + But the above passage throws light upon a period in Crabbe's + history to which his son naturally does little more than refer in + general and guarded terms. In a subsequent passage of the letter + already quoted, we are reminded that as early as the year 1803 + Mrs. Crabbe's mental derangement was familiarly known to her + friends.</p> + + <p>But now, when his latest book was at last in print, and + attracting general attention, the end of Crabbe's long watching + was not far off. In the summer of 1813 Mrs. Crabbe had rallied so + far as to express a wish to see London again, and the father and + mother and two sons spent nearly three months in rooms in a + hotel. Crabbe was able to visit Dudley North, and other of his + old friends, and to enter to some extent into the gaieties of the + town, but also, as always, taking advantage of the return to + London to visit and help the poor and distressed, not unmindful + of his own want and misery in the great city thirty years before. + The family returned to Muston in September, and towards the close + of the month Mrs. Crabbe was released from her long disease. On + the north wall of the chancel of Muston Church, close to the + altar, is a plain marble slab recording that not far away lie the + remains of "Sarah, wife of the Rev. George Crabbe, late Rector of + this Parish."</p> + + <p>Within <i>two</i> days of the wife's death Crabbe fell ill + <a name="Pg156"></a> of a serious malady, worn out as he was with + long anxiety and grief. He was for a few days in danger of his + life, and so well aware of his condition that he desired that his + wife's grave "might not be closed till it was seen whether he + should recover." He rallied, however, and returned to the duties + of his parish, and to a life of still deeper loneliness. But his + old friends at Belvoir Castle once more came to his deliverance. + Within a short time the Duke offered him the living of Trowbridge + in Wiltshire, a small manufacturing town, on the line (as we + should describe it today) between Bath and Salisbury. The value + of the preferment was not as great as that of the joint livings + of Muston and Allington, so that poor Crabbe was once more doomed + to be a pluralist, and to accept, also at the Duke's hands, the + vicarage of Croxton Kerrial, near Belvoir Castle, where, however, + he never resided.</p> + + <p>And now the time came for Crabbe's final move, and rector of + Trowbridge he was to remain for the rest of his life. He was glad + to leave Muston, which now had for him the saddest of + associations. He had never been happy there, for reasons we have + seen. What Crabbe's son calls "diversity of religious sentiment" + had produced "a coolness in some of his parishioners, which he + felt the more painfully because, whatever might be their + difference of opinion, he was ever ready to help and oblige them + all by medical and other aid to the utmost extent of his power." + So that in leaving Muston he was not, as was evident, leaving + many to lament his departure. Indeed, malignity was so active in + one quarter that the bells of the parish church were rung to + welcome Crabbe's successor before Crabbe and his sons had quitted + the house! <a name="Pg157"></a></p> + + <p>For other reasons, perhaps, Crabbe prepared to leave his two + livings with a sense of relief. His wife's death had cast a + permanent shadow over the landscape. The neighbouring gentry were + kindly disposed, but probably not wholly sympathetic. It is clear + that there was a certain rusticity about Crabbe; and his + politics, such as they were, had been formed in a different + school from that of the county families. A busy country town was + likely to furnish interests and distractions of a different kind. + But before finally quitting the neighbourhood he visited a sister + at Aldeburgh, and, his son writes, 'one day was given to a + solitary ramble among the scenery of bygone years—Parham + and the woods of Glemham, then in the first blossom of May. He + did not return until night; and in his note-book I find the + following brief record of this mournful visit:</p> + <pre> + + "Yes, I behold again the place, + The seat of joy, the source of pain; + It brings in view the form and face + That I must never see again. + + The night-bird's song that sweetly floats + On this soft gloom—this balmy air— + Brings to the mind her sweeter notes + That I again must never hear. + + Lo! yonder shines that window's light, + My guide, my token, heretofore; + And now again it shines as bright, + When those dear eyes can shine no more. + + Then hurry from this place away! + It gives not now the bliss it gave; + For Death has made its charm his prey, + And joy is buried in her grave." + <a name="Pg158"></a> +</pre> + + <p>In family relationships, and indeed all others, Crabbe's + tenderness was never wanting, and the verse that follows was + found long afterwards written on a paper in which his wife's + wedding-ring, nearly worn through before she died, was + wrapped:</p> + <pre> + + "The ring so worn, as you behold, + So thin, so pale, is yet of gold: + The passion such it was to prove; + Worn with life's cares, love yet was love." + +</pre> + + <p>Crabbe was inducted to the living of Trowbridge on the 3rd of + June 1814, and preached his first sermon two days later. His two + sons followed him, as soon as their existing engagements allowed + them to leave Leicestershire. The younger, John, who married in + 1816, became his father's curate, and the elder, who married a + year later, became curate at Pucklechurch, not many miles + distant. As Crabbe's old cheerfulness gradually returned he found + much congenial society in the better educated classes about him. + His reputation as a poet was daily spreading. The <i>Tales</i> + passed from edition to edition, and brought him many admirers and + sympathisers. The "busy, populous clothing town," as he described + Trowbridge to a friend, provided him with intelligent neighbours + of a class different from any he had yet been thrown with. And + yet once more, as his son has to admit, he failed to secure the + allegiance of the church-going parishioners. His immediate + predecessor, a curate in charge, had been one of those in whom a + more passionate missionary zeal had been stirred by the Methodist + movement—"endeared to the more serious inhabitants by warm + zeal and a powerful talent for preaching extempore." The <a name= + "Pg159"></a> parishioners had made urgent appeal to the noble + patron to appoint this man to the benefice, and the Duke's + disregard of their petition had produced much bitterness in the + parish. Then, again, in Crabbe there was a "lay" element, which + had probably not been found in his predecessor, and he might + occasionally be seen "at a concert, a ball, or even a play." And + finally, not long after his arrival, he took the unpopular side + in an election for the representation of the county. The + candidate he supported was strongly opposed by the "manufacturing + interest," and Crabbe became the object of intense dislike at the + time of the election, so much so that a violent mob attempted to + prevent his leaving his house to go to the poll. However, Crabbe + showed the utmost courage during the excitement, and his other + fine qualities of sterling worth and kindness of heart ultimately + made their way; and in the sixteen years that followed, Crabbe + took still firmer hold of the affection of the worthier part of + his parishioners.</p> + + <p>Crabbe's son thought good to devote several pages of his + <i>Memoir</i> to the question why his father, having now no + unmarried son to be his companion, should not have taken such a + sensible step as to marry again. For the old man, if he deserved + to be so called at the age of sixty-two, was still very + susceptible to the charms of female society, and indeed not + wholly free from the habit of philandering—a habit which + occasionally "inspired feelings of no ordinary warmth" in the + fair objects of "his vain devotion." One such incident all but + ended in a permanent engagement. A MS. quotation from the poet's + Diary, copied in the margin of FitzGerald's volume, may possibly + refer to this <a name="Pg160"></a> occasion. Under date of + September 22 occurs this entry: "Sidmouth. Miss Ridout. + Declaration. Acceptance." But under October 5 is written the + ominous word, "Mr. Ridout." And later: "Dec. 12. Charlotte's + picture returned." A tragedy (or was it a comedy?) seems written + in these few words. Edward FitzGerald adds to this his own note: + "Miss Ridout I remember—an elegant spinster; friend of my + mother's. About 1825 she had been at Sidmouth, and known Crabbe." + The son quotes some very ardent verses belonging to this period, + but not assignable to any particular charmer, such as one set + beginning:</p> + <pre> + + "And wilt thou never smile again; + Thy cruel purpose never shaken? + Hast thou no feeling for my pain, + Refused, disdain'd, despised, forsaken?" + +</pre> + + <p>The son indicates these amiable foibles in a filial tone and + in apologetic terms, but the "liberal shepherds" sometimes spoke + more frankly. An old squire remarked to a friend in reference to + this subject, "D—mme, sir! the very first time Crabbe dined + at my house he made love to my sister!" And a lady is known to + have complained that on a similar occasion Crabbe had exhibited + so much warmth of manner that she "felt quite frightened." His + son entirely supports the same view as to his father's almost + demonstratively affectionate manner towards ladies who interested + him, and who, perhaps owing to his rising repute as an author, + showed a corresponding interest in the elderly poet. Crabbe + himself admits "the soft impeachment." In a letter to his newly + found correspondent, Mrs. Leadbeater (granddaughter <a name= + "Pg161"></a> of Burke's old schoolmaster, Richard Shackleton), he + confesses that women were more to him than men:</p> + <pre> + + "I'm alone now; and since my removing into a busy town + among the multitude, the loneliness is but more apparent and + more melancholy. But this is only at certain times; and then + I have, though at considerable distances, six female friends, + unknown to each other, but all dear, very dear, to me. With + them I do not much associate; not as deserting, and much less + disliking, the male part of society, but as being unfit for it; + not hardy nor grave, not knowing enough, nor sufficiently + acquainted with the everyday concerns of men. But my + beloved creatures have minds with which I can better assimilate. + Think of you, I must; and of me, I must entreat that + you would not be unmindful." + +</pre> + + <p>Nothing, however, was destined to come of these various + flirtations or <i>tendresses</i>. The new duties at Trowbridge, + with their multiplying calls upon his attention and sympathies, + must soon have filled his time and attention when at work in his + market town, with its flourishing woollen manufactures. And + Crabbe was now to have opened to him new sources of interest in + the neighbourhood. His growing reputation soon made him a welcome + guest in many houses to which his mere position as vicar of + Trowbridge might not have admitted him. Trowbridge was only a + score or so of miles from Bath, and there were many noblemen's + and gentlemen's seats in the country round. In this same county + of Wilts, and not very far away, at his vicarage of Bremhill, was + William Lisle Bowles, the graceful poet whose sonnets + five-and-twenty years before had first roused to poetic utterance + the young Coleridge and Charles Lamb when at Christ's Hospital. + <a name="Pg162"></a> Through Bowles, Crabbe was introduced to the + noble family at Bowood, where the third Marquis of Lansdowne + delighted to welcome those distinguished in literature and the + arts. Within these splendid walls Crabbe first made the + acquaintance of Rogers, which soon ripened into an intimacy not + without effect, I think, upon the remaining efforts of Crabbe as + a poet. One immediate result was that Crabbe yielded to Rogers's + strong advice to him to visit London, and take his place among + the literary society of the day. This visit was paid in the + summer of 1817, when Crabbe stayed in London from the middle of + June to the end of July.</p> + + <p>Crabbe's son rightly included in his <i>Memoir</i> several + extracts from his father's Diary kept during this visit. They are + little more than briefest entries of engagements, but serve to + show the new and brilliant life to which the poet was suddenly + introduced. He constantly dined and breakfasted with Rogers, + where he met and was welcomed by Rogers's friends. His old + acquaintance with Fox gave him the <i>entrée</i> of + Holland House. Thomas Campbell was specially polite to him, and + really attracted by him. Crabbe visited the theatres, and was + present at the farewell banquet given to John Kemble. Through + Rogers and Campbell he was introduced to John Murray of Albemarle + Street, who later became his publisher. He sat for his portrait + to Pickersgill and Phillips, and saw the painting by the latter + hanging on the Academy walls when dining at their annual banquet. + Again, through an introduction at Bath to Samuel Hoare of + Hampstead, Crabbe formed a friendship with him and his family of + the most affectionate nature. During the first and all later + <a name="Pg163"></a> visits to London Crabbe was most often their + guest at the mansion on the summit of the famous "Northern + Height," with which, after Crabbe's death, Wordsworth so + touchingly associated his name, in the lines written on the death + of the Ettrick Shepherd and his brother-poets:</p> + <pre> + + "Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, + Like London with its own black wreath, + On which with thee, O Crabbe, forth looking, + I gazed from Hampstead's breezy heath." + +</pre> + + <p>Between Samuel Hoare's hospitable roof and the <i>Hummums</i> + in Covent Garden Crabbe seems to have alternated, according as + his engagements in town required.</p> + + <p>But although living, as the Diary shows, in daily intercourse + with the literary and artistic world, tasting delights which were + absolutely new to him, Crabbe never forgot either his humble + friends in Wiltshire, or the claims of his own art. He kept in + touch with Trowbridge, where his son John was in charge, and + sends instructions from time to time as to poor pensioners and + others who were not to be neglected in the weekly ministrations. + At the same time, he seems rarely to have omitted the + self-imposed task of adding daily to the pile of manuscript on + which he was at work—the collection of stories to be + subsequently issued as <i>Tales of the Hall</i>. Crabbe had + resolved, in the face of whatever distractions, to write if + possible a fixed amount every day. More than once in the Diary + occur such entries as: "My thirty lines done; but not well, I + fear." "Thirty lines to-day, but not yesterday—must work + up." This anticipation of a method made famous later in the + century by Anthony Trollope may <a name="Pg164"></a> account (as + also in Trollope's case) for certain marked inequalities in the + merit of the work thus turned out. At odd times and in odd places + were these verses sometimes composed. On a certain Sunday morning + in July 1817, after going to church at St. James's, Piccadilly + (or was it the Chapel Royal?), Crabbe wandered eastward and found + inspiration in the most unexpected quarter: "Write some lines in + the solitude of Somerset House, not fifty yards from the Thames + on one side, and the Strand on the other; but as quiet as the + sands of Arabia. I am not quite in good humour with this day; + but, happily, I cannot say why."</p> + + <p>The last mysterious sentence is one of many scattered through, + the Diary, which, aided by dashes and omission-marks by the + editorial son, point to certain sentimentalisms in which Crabbe + was still indulging, even in the vortex of fashionable gaieties. + We gather throughout that the ladies he met interested him quite + as much, or even more, than the distinguished men of letters, and + there are allusions besides to other charmers at a distance. The + following entry immediately precedes that of the Sunday just + quoted:—</p> + <pre> + + "14th.—Some more intimate conversation this morning with + Mr. and Mrs. Moore. They mean to go to Trowbridge. He + is going to Paris, but will not stay long. Mrs. Spencer's + album. Agree to dine at Curzon Street. A welcome letter + from ——. This makes the day more cheerful. Suppose it + were so. Well, 'tis not! Go to Mr. Rogers, and take a farewell + visit to Highbury. Miss Rogers. Promise to go when ——. + Return early. Dine there, and purpose to see Mr. + Moore and Mr. Rogers in the morning when they set out for + Calais." + <a name="Pg165"></a> +</pre> + + <p>On the whole, however, Crabbe may have found, when these + fascinating experiences were over, that there had been safety in + a multitude. For he seems to have been equally charmed with + Rogers's sister, and William Spencer's daughter, and the Countess + of Bessborough, and a certain Mrs. Wilson,—and, like Miss + Snevellicci's papa, to have "loved them every one."</p> + + <p>Meanwhile Crabbe was working steadily, while in London, at his + new poems. Though his minimum output was thirty lines a day, he + often produced more, and on one occasion he records eighty lines + as the fruit of a day's labour. During the year 1818 he was still + at work, and in September of that year he writes to Mary + Leadbeater that his verses "are not yet entirely ready, but do + not want much that he can give them." He was evidently correcting + and perfecting to the best of his ability, and (as I believe) + profiting by the intellectual stimulus of his visit to London, as + well as by the higher standards of versification that he had met + with, even in writers inferior to himself. The six weeks in + London had given him advantages he had never enjoyed before. In + his early days under Burke's roof he had learned much from Burke + himself, and from Johnson and Fox, but he was then only a + promising beginner. Now, thirty-five years later, he met Rogers, + Wordsworth, Campbell, Moore, as social equals, and having, like + them, won a public for himself. When his next volumes appeared, + the workmanship proved, as of old, unequal, but here and there + Crabbe showed a musical ear, and an individuality of touch of a + different order from anything he had achieved before. Mr. + Courthope and other critics hold <a name="Pg166"></a> that there + are passages in Crabbe's earliest poems, such as <i>The + Village</i>, which have a metrical charm he never afterwards + attained. But I strongly suspect that in such passages Crabbe had + owed much to the revising hand of Burke, Johnson, and Fox.</p> + + <p>In the spring of 1819 Crabbe was again in town, visiting at + Holland House, and dining at the Thatched House with the + "Literary Society," of which he had been elected a member, and + which to-day still dines and prospers. He was then preparing for + the publication of his new Tales, from the famous house in + Albemarle Street. Two years before, in 1817, on the strength + doubtless of Rogers's strong recommendation, Murray had made a + very liberal offer for the new poems, and the copyright of all + Crabbe's previous works. For these, together, Murray had offered + three thousand pounds. Strangely enough, Rogers was at first + dissatisfied with the offer, holding that the sum should be paid + for the new volumes alone. He and a friend (possibly Campbell), + who had conducted the negotiation, accordingly went off to the + house of Longman to see if they could not get better terms. To + their great discomfiture the Longmans only offered £1000 + for the privilege that Murray had valued at three times the + amount; and Crabbe and his friends were placed in a difficult + position. A letter of Moore to John Murray many years afterwards, + when Crabbe's <i>Memoir</i> was in preparation, tells the sequel + of the story, and it may well be given in his words:</p> + <pre> + + "In this crisis it was that Mr. Rogers and myself, anxious + to relieve our poor friend from his suspense, called upon + you, as you must well remember, in Albemarle Street; and + seldom have I watched a countenance with more solicitude, <a name="Pg167"></a> + or heard words that gave me much more pleasure than + when, on the subject being mentioned, you said 'Oh! yes. + I have heard from Mr. Crabbe, and look upon the matter as + all settled.' I was rather pressed, I remember, for time that + morning, having an appointment on some business of my + own, but Mr. Rogers insisted that I should accompany him + to Crabbe's lodgings, and enjoy the pleasure of seeing him + relieved from his suspense. We found him sitting in his + room, alone, and expecting the worst; but soon dissipated + all his fears by the agreeable intelligence which we brought. + + "When he received the bills for £3000, we earnestly advised + that he should, without delay, deposit them in some safe hands; + but no—he must take them with him to Trowbridge, and show + them to his son John. They would hardly believe in his + good luck, at home, if they did not see the bills. On his + way down to Trowbridge, a friend at Salisbury, at whose + house he rested (Mr. Everett, the banker), seeing that he + carried these bills loosely in his waistcoat pocket, requested + to be allowed to take charge of them for him: but with + equal ill success. 'There was no fear,' he said, 'of his losing + them, and he must show them to his son John.'" + +</pre> + + <p>It was matter of common knowledge in the literary world of + Crabbe's day that John Murray did not on this occasion make a + very prudent bargain, and that in fact he lost heavily by his + venture. No doubt his offer was based upon the remarkable success + of Crabbe's two preceding poems. <i>The Borough</i> had passed + through six editions in the same number of years, and the + <i>Tales</i> reached a fifth edition within two years of + publication. But for changes in progress in the poetic taste of + the time, Murray might safely have anticipated a continuance of + Crabbe's popularity. But seven years had elapsed since the + appearance of the <i>Tales</i>, and in these seven years much had + happened. Byron had given to the world one by one the four + <a name="Pg168"></a> cantos of <i>Childe Harold</i>, as well as + other poems rich in splendid rhetoric and a lyric versatility far + beyond Crabbe's reach. Wordsworth's two volumes in 1815 contained + by far the most important and representative of his poems, and + these were slowly but surely winning him a public of his own, + intellectual and thoughtful if not as yet numerous. John Keats + had made two appearances, in 1817 and 1818, and the year + following the publication of Crabbe's <i>Tales of the Hall</i> + was to add to them the Odes and other poems constituting the + priceless volume of 1820—<i>Lamia and other Poems</i>. + Again, for the lovers of fiction—whom, as I have said, + Crabbe had attracted quite as strongly as the lovers of + verse—Walter Scott had produced five or six of his finest + novels, and was adding to the circle of his admirers daily. By + the side of this fascinating prose, and still more fascinating + metrical versatility, Crabbe's resolute and plodding couplets + might often seem tame and wearisome. Indeed, at this juncture, + the rhymed heroic couplet, as a vehicle for the poetry of + imagination, was tottering to its fall, though it lingered for + many years as the orthodox form for university prize poems, and + for occasional didactic or satirical effusions. Crabbe, very + wisely, remained faithful to the metre. For his purpose, and with + his subjects and special gifts, none probably would have served + him better. For narrative largely blended with the analytical and + the epigrammatic method neither the stanza nor blank-verse (had + he ever mastered it) would have sufficed. But in Crabbe's last + published volumes it was not only the metre that was to seem flat + and monotonous in the presence of new proofs of the boundless + capabilities of verse. The reader would not make much progress in + <a name="Pg169"></a> these volumes without discovering that the + depressing incidents of life, its disasters and distresses, were + still Crabbe's prevailing theme. John Murray in the same season + published Rogers's <i>Human Life</i> and Crabbe's <i>Tales of the + Hall</i>. The publisher sent Crabbe a copy of the former, and he + acknowledged it in a few lines as follows:</p> + <pre> + + "I am anxious that Mr. Rogers should have all the + success he can desire. I am more indebted to him than I + could bear to think of, if I had not the highest esteem. It + will give me great satisfaction to find him cordially admired. + His is a favourable picture, and such he loves so do I, but + men's vices and follies come into my mind, and spoil my + drawing." + +</pre> + + <p>Assuredly no more striking antithesis to Crabbe's habitual + impressions of human life can be found than in the touching and + often beautiful couplets of Rogers, a poet as neglected today as + Crabbe. Rogers's picture of wedded happiness finds no parallel, I + think, anywhere in the pages of his brother-poet:—</p> + <pre> + + "Across the threshold led, + And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, + His house she enters, there to be a light + Shining within, when all without is night; + A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, + Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing! + How oft her eyes read his; her gentle mind + To all his wishes, all his thoughts, inclined; + Still subject—ever on the watch to borrow + Mirth of his mirth, and sorrow of his sorrow. + The soul of music slumbers in the shell, + Till waked to rapture by the master's spell; + And feeling hearts—touch them but rightly—pour + A thousand melodies unheard before." + <a name="Pg170"></a> +</pre> + + <p>It may be urged that Rogers exceeds in one direction as + unjustifiably as Crabbe in the opposite. But there is room in + poetry for both points of view, though the absolute—the + Shakespearian—grasp of Human Life may be truer and more + eternally convincing than either. <a name="Pg171"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH10"><!-- CH10 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER X</h2> + + <center> + THE TALES OF THE HALL + </center> + + <center> + (1819) + </center> + + <p>The <i>Tales of the Hall</i> were published by John Murray in + June 1819, in two handsome octavo volumes, with every advantage + of type, paper, and margin. In a letter of Crabbe to Mrs. + Leadbeater, in October 1817, he makes reference to these Tales, + already in preparation. He tells his correspondent that + "Remembrances" was the title for them proposed by his friends. We + learn from another source that a second title had been suggested, + "Forty Days—a Series of Tales told at Binning Hall." + Finally Mr. Murray recommended <i>Tales of the Hall</i>, and this + was adopted.</p> + + <p>In the same letter to Mrs. Leadbeater, Crabbe writes: "I know + not how to describe the new, and probably (most probably) the + last work I shall publish. Though a village is the scene of + meeting between my two principal characters, and gives occasion + to other characters and relations in general, yet I no more + describe the manners of village inhabitants. My people are of + superior classes, though not the most elevated; and, with a few + exceptions, are of educated and cultivated minds and habits." In + making this change Crabbe was also aware that some kind of unity + must be given to those new studies of human life. <a name= + "Pg172"></a> And he found at least a semblance of this unity in + ties of family or friendship uniting the tellers of them. + Moreover Crabbe, who had a wide and even intimate knowledge of + English, poetry, was well acquainted with the <i>Canterbury + Tales</i>, and he bethought him that he would devise a framework. + And the plan he worked out was as follows:</p> + + <p>"The Hall" under whose roof the stories and conversations + arise is a gentleman's house, apparently in the eastern counties, + inhabited by the elder of two brothers, George and Richard. + George, an elderly bachelor, who had made a sufficient fortune in + business, has retired to this country seat, which stands upon the + site of a humbler dwelling where George had been born and spent + his earliest years. The old home of his youth had subsequently + passed into the hands of a man of means, who had added to it, + improved the surroundings, and turned it into a modern and + elegant villa. It was again in the market when George was seeking + a retreat for his old age, and he purchased it—glad, even + under the altered conditions, to live again among the loved + surroundings of his childhood.</p> + + <p>George has a half-brother, Richard, much younger than himself. + They are the children of the same mother who, some years after + her first widowhood, had married an Irish gentleman, of mercurial + habit, by whom she had this second child. George had already left + home to earn his living, with the consequence that the two + brothers had scarcely ever met until the occasion upon which the + story opens. Richard, after first trying the sea as a profession, + had entered the army during the war with Napoleon; distinguished + himself in the Peninsula; and finally returned to his <a name= + "Pg173"></a> native country, covered with glory and enjoying a + modest pension. He woos and wins the daughter of a country + clergyman, marries, and finds a young family growing up around + him. He is filled with a desire to resume friendly relations with + his half-brother George, but is deterred from making the first + advances. George, hearing of this through a common friend, + cordially responds, and Richard is invited to spend a few weeks + at Binning Hall. The two brothers, whose bringing up had been so + different, and whose ideas and politics were far removed, + nevertheless find their mutual companionship very pleasant, and + every evening over their port wine relate their respective + adventures and experiences, while George has also much to tell of + his friends and neighbours around him. The clergyman of the + parish, a former fellow of his college, often makes a third at + these meetings; and thus a sufficient variety of topic is + insured. The tales that these three tell, with the conversations + arising out of them, form the subject matter of these <i>Tales of + the Hall</i>. Crabbe devised a very pleasant means of bringing + the brother's visit to a close. When the time originally proposed + for the younger brother's stay is nearing its end, the brothers + prepare to part. At first, the younger is somewhat disconcerted + that his elder brother seemed to take his departure so little to + heart. But this display of indifference proves to be only an + amiable <i>ruse</i> on the part of George. On occasion of a final + ride together through the neighbouring country, George asks for + his brother's opinion about a purchase he has recently made, of a + pleasant house and garden adjoining his own property. It then + turns out that the generous George has bought the place as a home + for his brother, <a name="Pg174"></a> who will in future act as + George's agent or steward. On approaching and entering the house, + Richard finds his wife and children, who have been privately + informed of the arrangement, already installed, and eagerly + waiting to welcome husband and father to this new and delightful + home.</p> + + <p>Throughout the development of this story with its incidental + narratives, Crabbe has managed, as in previous poems, to make + large use of his own personal experience. The Hall proves to be a + modern gentleman's residence constructed out of a humbler + farmhouse by additions and alterations in the building and its + surroundings, which was precisely the fate which had befallen Mr. + Tovell's old house which had come to the Crabbe family, and had + been parted with by them to one of the Suffolk county families. + "Moated Granges" were common in Norfolk and Suffolk. Mr. Tovel's + house had had a moat, and this too had been a feature of George's + paternal home:</p> + <pre> + + "It was an ancient, venerable Hall, + And once surrounded by a moat and wall; + A part was added by a squire of taste + Who, while unvalued acres ran to waste, + Made spacious rooms, whence he could look about, + And mark improvements as they rose without; + He fill'd the moat, he took the wall away, + He thinn'd the park and bade the view be gay." + +</pre> + + <p>In this instance, the squire who had thus altered the property + had been forced to sell it, and George was thus able to return to + the old surroundings of his boyhood. In the third book, <i>Boys + at School</i>, George relates some of his recollections, which + include the story of a school-fellow, who having some liking for + art <a name="Pg175"></a> but not much talent, finds his ambitions + defeated, and dies of chagrin in consequence. This was in fact + the true story of a brother of Crabbe's wife, Mr. James Elmy. + Later, again, in the work the rector of the parish is described, + and the portrait drawn is obviously that of Crabbe himself, as he + appeared to his Dissenting parishioners at Muston:</p> + <pre> + + "'A moral teacher!' some, contemptuous, cried; + He smiled, but nothing of the fact denied, + Nor, save by his fair life, to charge so strong replied. + Still, though he bade them not on aught rely + That was their own, but all their worth deny, + They called his pure advice his cold morality. + +</pre> + <pre> + + He either did not, or he would not see, + That if he meant a favourite priest to be, + He must not show, but learn of them, the way + To truth—he must not dictate, but obey; + They wish'd him not to bring them further light, + But to convince them that they now were right + And to assert that justice will condemn + All who presumed to disagree with them: + In this he fail'd, and his the greater blame, + For he persisted, void of fear or shame." + +</pre> + + <p>There is a touch of bitterness in these lines that is + unmistakably that of a personal grievance, even if the poet's son + had not confirmed the inference in a foot-note.</p> + + <p>Book IV. is devoted to the <i>Adventures of Richard</i>, which + begin with his residence with his mother near a small sea-port + (evidently Aldeburgh); and here we once more read of the boy, + George Crabbe, watching and remembering every aspect of the + storms, <a name="Pg176"></a> and making friends with the wives + and children of the sailors and the smugglers:</p> + <pre> + + "I loved to walk where none had walk'd before, + About the rocks that ran along the shore; + Or far beyond the sight of men to stray, + And take my pleasure when I lost my way; + For then 'twas mine to trace the hilly heath, + And all the mossy moor that lies beneath: + Here had I favourite stations, where I stood + And heard the murmurs of the ocean-flood, + With not a sound beside except when flew + Aloft the lapwing, or the grey curlew, + Who with wild notes my fancied power defied, + And mock'd the dreams of solitary pride." + +</pre> + + <p>And as Crabbe evidently resorts gladly to personal experiences + to make out the material for his work, the same also holds with + regard to the incidental Tales. Crabbe refers in his Preface to + two of these as not of his own invention, and his son, in the + Notes, admits the same of others. One, as we have seen, happened + in the Elmy family; another was sent him by a friend in + Wiltshire, to which county the story belonged; while the last in + the series, and perhaps the most painful of all, <i>Smugglers, + and Poachers</i> was told to Crabbe by Sir Samuel Romilly, whom + he had met at Hampstead, only a few weeks before Romilly's own + tragic death. Probably other tales, not referred to by Crabbe or + his son, were also encountered by the poet in his intercourse + with his parishioners, or submitted to him by his friends. We + might infer this from the singular inequality, in interest and + poetical opportunity, of the various plots of these stories. Some + of them are assuredly not such as any poet would have + <!--Pg177--> sat down and elaborated for himself, and it is + strange how little sense Crabbe seems to have possessed as to + which were worth treating, or could even admit of artistic + treatment at all. A striking instance is afforded by the strange + and most unpleasing history, entitled <i>Lady Barbara: or, The + Ghost</i>.<a name="Pg177"></a></p> + + <p>The story is as follows: A young and beautiful lady marries + early a gentleman of good family who dies within a year of their + marriage. In spite of many proposals she resolves to remain a + widow; and for the sake of congenial society and occupation, she + finds a home in the family of a pious clergyman, where she + devotes herself to his young children, and makes herself useful + in the parish. Her favourite among the children is a boy, George, + still in the schoolroom. The boy grows apace; goes to + boarding-school and college; and is on the point of entering the + army, when he discovers that he is madly in love with the lady, + still an inmate of the house, who had "mothered him" when a + child. No ages are mentioned, but we may infer that the young man + is then about two and twenty, and the lady something short of + forty. The position is not unimaginable, though it may be + uncommon. The idea of marrying one who had been to her as a + favourite child, seems to the widow in the first instance + repulsive and almost criminal. But it turns out that there is + another reason in the background for her not re-entering the + marriage state, which she discloses to the ardent youth. It + appears that the widow had once had a beloved brother who had + died early. Those two had been brought up by an infidel father, + who had impressed on his children the absurdity of all such ideas + as immortality. The children had often <a name="Pg178"></a> + discussed and pondered over this subject together, and had made a + compact that whichever of them died first should, if possible, + appear to the survivor, and thus solve the awful problem of a + future life. The brother not long after died in foreign parts. + Immediately after his death, before the sister heard the news, + the brother's ghost appeared in a dream, or vision, to the + sister, and warned her in solemn tones against ever marrying a + second time. The spirit does not appear to have given any + reasons, but his manner was so impressive and so unmistakable + that the lady had thus far regarded it as an injunction never to + be disobeyed. On hearing this remarkable story, the young man, + George, argues impatiently against the trustworthiness of dreams, + and is hardly silenced by the widow showing him on her wrist the + mark still remaining where the spirit had seized and pressed her + hand. In fine, the impassioned suitor prevails over these + superstitious terrors, as he reckons them, of the lady—and + they become man and wife.</p> + + <p>The reader is here placed in a condition of great perplexity, + and his curiosity becomes breathless. The sequel is melancholy + indeed. After a few months' union, the young man, whose plausible + eloquence had so moved the widow, tires of his wife, ill-treats + her, and breaks her heart. The Psychical Society is avenged, and + the ghost's word was worth at least "a thousand pounds." It is + difficult for us to take such a story seriously, but it must have + interested Crabbe deeply, for he has expended upon it much of his + finest power of analysis, and his most careful writing. As we + have seen, the subject of dreams had always had a fascination for + him, of a kind not unconnected perhaps with the opium-habit. The + story, however it was to be treated, was <a name="Pg179"></a> + unpromising; but as the <i>dénouement</i> was what it + proved to be, the astonishing thing is that Crabbe should not + have felt the dramatic impropriety of putting into the young + man's mouth passages of an impressive, and almost Shakespearian, + beauty such as are rare indeed in his poetry. The following lines + are not indeed placed within inverted commas, but the pronoun "I" + is retained, and they are apparently intended for something + passing in the young suitor's mind:</p> + <pre> + + "O! tell me not of years,—can she be old? + Those eyes, those lips, can man unmoved behold? + Has time that bosom chill'd? are cheeks so rosy cold? + No, she is young, or I her love t'engage + Will grow discreet, and that will seem like age: + But speak it not; Death's equalising age + Levels not surer than Love's stronger charm, + That bids all inequalities be gone, + That laughs at rank, that mocks comparison. + There is not young or old, if Love decrees; + He levels orders, he confounds degrees: + There is not fair, or dark, or short, or tall, + Or grave, or sprightly—Love reduces all; + He makes unite the pensive and the gay, + Gives something here, takes something there away; + From each abundant good a portion takes, + And for each want a compensation makes; + Then tell me not of years—Love, power divine, + Takes, as he wills, from hers, and gives to mine." + +</pre> + + <p>In those fine lines it is no doubt Crabbe himself that speaks, + and not the young lover, who was to turn out in the sequel an + unparalleled "cad." But then, what becomes of dramatic + consistency, and the imperative claims of art?</p> + + <p>In the letter to Mrs. Leadbeater already cited Crabbe <a name= + "Pg180"></a> writes as to his forthcoming collection of Tales: "I + do not know, on a general view, whether my tragic or lighter + Tales, etc., are most in number. Of those equally well executed + the tragic will, I suppose, make the greater impression." Crabbe + was right in this forecast. Whether more or less in number, the + "tragic" Tales far surpass the "lighter" in their effect on the + reader, in the intensity of their gloom. Such stories as that of + <i>Lady Barbara, Delay has Danger, The Sisters, Ellen, Smugglers + and Poachers</i>, Richard's story of <i>Ruth</i>, and the elder + brother's account of his own early attachment, with its miserable + sequel—all these are of a poignant painfulness. Human + crime, error, or selfishness working life-long misery to + others—this is the theme to which Crabbe turns again and + again, and on which he bestows a really marvellous power of + analysis. There is never wanting, side by side with these, what + Crabbe doubtless believed to be the compensating presence of much + that is lovable in human character, patience, resignation, + forgiveness. But the resultant effect, it must be confessed, is + often the reverse of cheering. The fine lines of Wordsworth as + to</p> + <pre> + + "Sorrow that is not sorrow, but delight; + And miserable love, that is not pain + To hear of, for the glory that redounds + Therefrom to human kind, and what we are," + +</pre> + + <p>fail to console us as we read these later stories of Crabbe. + We part from too many of them not, on the whole, with a livelier + faith in human nature. We are crushed by the exhibition of so + much that is abnormally base and sordid.</p> + + <p>The <i>Tales of the Hall</i> are full of surprises even to + <a name="Pg181"></a> those familiar with Crabbe's earlier poems. + He can still allow couplets to stand which are perilously near to + doggerel; and, on the other hand, when his deepest interest in + the fortunes of his characters is aroused, he rises at times to + real eloquence, if never to poetry's supremest heights. Moreover, + the poems contain passages of description which, for truth to + Nature, touched by real imagination, are finer than anything he + had yet achieved. The story entitled <i>Delay has Danger</i> + contains the fine picture of an autumn landscape seen through the + eyes of the miserable lover—the picture which dwelt so + firmly in the memory of Tennyson:</p> + <pre> + + "That evening all in fond discourse was spent, + When the sad lover to his chamber went, + To think on what had pass'd, to grieve, and to repent: + Early he rose, and looked with many a sigh + On the red light that fill'd the eastern sky: + Oft had he stood before, alert and gay, + To hail the glories of the new-born day; + But now dejected, languid, listless, low, + He saw the wind upon the water blow, + And the cold stream curl'd onward as the gale + From the pine-hill blew harshly down the dale; + On the right side the youth a wood survey'd, + With all its dark intensity of shade; + Where the rough wind alone was heard to move, + In this, the pause of nature and of love, + When now the young are rear'd, and when the old, + Lost to the tie, grow negligent and cold— + Far to the left he saw the huts of men, + Half hid in mist that hung upon the fen; + Before him swallows, gathering for the sea, + Took their short flights, and twitter'd on the lea; + And near the bean-sheaf stood, the harvest done, + And slowly blacken'd in the sickly sun; <a name="Pg182"></a> + All these were sad in nature, or they took + Sadness from him, the likeness of his look, + And of his mind—he ponder'd for a while, + Then met his Fanny with a borrow'd smile." + +</pre> + + <p>The entire story, from which this is an extract, is finely + told, and the fitness of the passage is beyond dispute. At other + times the description is either so much above the level of the + narrative, or below it, as to be almost startling. In the very + first pages of <i>Tales of the Hall</i>, in the account of the + elder brother's early retirement from business, occur the + following musical lines:</p> + <pre> + + "He chose his native village, and the hill + He climb'd a boy had its attraction still; + With that small brook beneath, where he would stand + And stooping fill the hollow of his hand + To quench th' impatient thirst—then stop awhile + To see the sun upon the waters smile, + In that sweet weariness, when, long denied, + We drink and view the fountain that supplied + The sparkling bliss—and feel, if not express, + Our perfect ease in that sweet weariness." + +</pre> + + <p>Yet it is only a hundred lines further on that, to indicate + the elder brother's increasing interest in the graver concerns of + human thought, Crabbe can write:</p> + <pre> + + "He then proceeded, not so much intent, + But still in earnest, and to church he went + Although they found some difference in their creed, + He and his pastor cordially agreed; + Convinced that they who would the truth obtain + By disputation, find their efforts vain; + The church he view'd as liberal minds will view, + And there he fix'd his principles and pew." + +</pre> + + <p>Among those surprises to which I have referred is the + apparently recent development in the poet of a <a name= + "Pg183"></a> lyrical gift, the like of which he had not exhibited + before. Crabbe had already written two notable poems in stanzas, + <i>Sir Eustace Grey</i> and that other painful but exceedingly + powerful drama in monologue, <i>The Hall of Justice</i>. But + since the appearance of his last volumes, Crabbe had formed some + quite novel poetical friendships, and it would seem likely that + association with Rogers, though he saw and felt that elegant + poet's deficiencies as a painter of human life, had encouraged + him to try an experiment in his friend's special vein. One of the + most depressing stories in the series is that of the elder + brother's ill-fated passion for a beautiful girl, to whom he had + been the accidental means of rendering a vital service in + rescuing her and a companion from the "rude uncivil kine" in a + meadow. To the image of this girl, though he never set eyes on + her again for many years, he had remained faithful. The next + meeting, when at last it came, brought the most terrible of + disillusions. Sent by his chief to transact certain business with + a wealthy banker ("Clutterbuck & Co."), the young merchant + calls at a villa where the banker at times resided, and finds + that the object of his old love and his fondest dreams is there + installed as the banker's mistress. She is greatly moved at the + sight of the youthful lover of old days, who, with more chivalry + than prudence, offers forgiveness if she will break off this + degrading alliance. She cannot resolve to take the step. She has + become used to luxury and continuous amusement, and she cannot + face the return to a duller domesticity. Finally, however, she + dies penitent, and it is the contemplation of her life and death + that works a life-long change in the ambitions and aims of the + old lover. He wearies <a name="Pg184"></a> of money-making, and + retires to lead a country life, where he may be of some good to + his neighbours, and turn to some worthy use the time that may be + still allowed him. The story is told with real pathos and + impressive force. But the picture is spoiled by the tasteless + interpolation of a song which the unhappy girl sings to her + lover, at the very moment apparently when she has resolved that + she can never be his:</p> + <pre> + + "My Damon was the first to wake + The gentle flame that cannot die; + My Damon is the last to take + The faithful bosom's softest sigh; + The life between is nothing worth, + O! cast it from thy thought away; + Think of the day that gave it birth, + And this its sweet returning day. + + "Buried be all that has been done, + Or say that nought is done amiss; + For who the dangerous path can shun + In such bewildering world as this? + But love can every fault forgive, + Or with a tender look reprove; + And now let nought in memory live, + But that we meet, and that we love." + +</pre> + + <p>The lines are pretty enough, and may be described as a blend + of Tom Moore and Rogers. A similar lyric, in the story called + <i>The Sisters</i>, might have come straight from the pen which + has given us "Mine be a cot beside a hill," and is not so wholly + irrelevant to its context as the one just cited.</p> + + <p>Since Crabbe's death in 1832, though he has never been without + a small and loyal band of admirers, no single influence has + probably had so much effect in reviving interest in his poetry as + that of Edward <a name="Pg185"></a> FitzGerald, the translator of + Omar Khayyam. FitzGerald was born and lived the greater part of + his life in Suffolk, and Crabbe was a native of Aldeburgh, and + lived in the neighbourhood till he was grown to manhood. This + circumstance alone might not have specially interested FitzGerald + in the poet, but for the fact that the temperament of the two men + was somewhat the same, and that both dwelt naturally on the + depressing sides of human life. But there were other coincidences + to create a strong tie between FitzGerald and the poet's family. + When FitzGerald's father went to live at Boulge Hall, near + Woodbridge, in 1835, Crabbe's son George had recently been + presented to the vicarage of the adjoining parish of Bredfield + (FitzGerald's native village), which he continued to hold until + his death in 1857. During these two and twenty years, FitzGerald + and George Crabbe remained on the closest terms of friendship, + which was continued with George Crabbe's son (a third George), + who became ultimately rector of Merton in Norfolk. It was at his + house, it will be remembered, that FitzGerald died suddenly in + the summer of 1883. Through this long association with the family + FitzGerald was gradually acquiring information concerning the + poet, which even the son's <i>Biography</i> had not supplied. + Readers of FitzGerald's delightful <i>Letters</i> will remember + that there is no name more constantly referred to than that of + Crabbe. Whether writing to Fanny Kemble, or Frederick Tennyson, + or Lowell, he is constantly quoting him, and recommending him. + During the thirty years that followed Crabbe's death his fame had + been on the decline, and poets of different and greater gifts had + taken his place. <a name="Pg186"></a> FitzGerald had noted this + fact with ever-increasing regret, and longed to revive the taste + for a poet of whose merits he had himself no doubt. He discerned + moreover that even those who had read in their youth <i>The + Village</i> and <i>The Borough</i> had been repelled by the + length, and perhaps by the monotonous sadness, of the <i>Tales of + the Hall</i>. It was for this reason apparently (and not because + he assigned a higher place to the later poetry than to the + earlier) that he was led, after some years of misgiving, to + prepare a volume of selections from this latest work of Crabbe's + which might have the effect of tempting the reader to master it + as a whole. Owing to the length and uniformity of Crabbe's verse, + what was ordinarily called an "anthology" was out of the + question. FitzGerald was restricted to a single method. He found + that readers were impatient of Crabbe's <i>longueurs</i>. It + occurred to him that while making large omissions he might + preserve the story in each case, by substituting brief prose + abstracts of the portions omitted. This process he applied to the + Tales that pleased him most, leaving what he considered Crabbe's + best passages untouched. As early as 1876 he refers to the + selection as already made, and he printed it for private + circulation in 1879. Finally, in 1882, he added a preface of his + own, and published it with Quaritch in Piccadilly.</p> + + <p>In his preface FitzGerald claims for Crabbe's latest work that + the net impression left by it upon the reader is less sombre and + painful than that left by his earlier poems. "It contains," he + urges, "scarce anything of that brutal or sordid villainy of + which one has more than enough in the poet's earlier work." + Perhaps there is not so much of the "brutal or sordid," but then + in <i>The</i> <a name="Pg187"></a> <i>Parish Register</i> or + <i>The Borough</i>, the reader is in a way prepared for that + ingredient, because the personages are the lawless and neglected + poor of a lonely seaport. It is because, when he moves no longer + among these, he yet finds vice and misery quite as abundant in "a + village with its tidy homestead, and well-to-do tenants, within + easy reach of a thriving country-town," that a certain shock is + given to the reader. He discovers that all the evil passions + intrude (like pale Death) into the comfortable villa as + impartially as into the hovels at Aldeburgh. But FitzGerald had + found a sufficient alleviation of the gloom in the framework of + the Tales. The growing affection of the two brothers, as they + come to know and understand each other better, is one of the + consistently pleasant passages in Crabbe's writings. The + concluding words of FitzGerald's preface, as the little volume is + out of print and very scarce, I may be allowed to + quote:—</p> + <pre> + + "Is Crabbe then, whatever shape he may take, worth + making room for in our over-crowded heads and libraries? + If the verdict of such critics as Jeffrey and Wilson be set + down to contemporary partiality or inferior 'culture,' there is + Miss Austen, who is now so great an authority in the representation + of genteel humanity, so unaccountably smitten with + Crabbe in his worsted hose that she is said to have pleasantly + declared he was the only man whom she would care to marry. + If Sir Walter Scott and Byron are but unaesthetic judges of the + poet, there is Wordsworth who was sufficiently exclusive in + admitting any to the sacred brotherhood in which he still + reigns, and far too honest to make any exception out of + compliment to any one on any occasion—he did nevertheless + thus write to the poet's son and biographer in 1834: 'Any + testimony to the merit of your revered father's works would, + I feel, be superfluous, if not impertinent. They will last + from their combined merits as poetry and truth, full as long <a name="Pg188"></a> + as anything that has been expressed in verse since they first + made their appearance'—a period which, be it noted, includes + all Wordsworth's own volumes except <i>Yarrow Revisited</i>, <i>The Prelude</i>, + and <i>The Borderers</i>. And Wordsworth's living successor + to the laurel no less participates with him in his + appreciation of their forgotten brother. Almost the last time + I met him he was quoting from memory that fine passage in + <i>Delay has Danger</i>, where the late autumn landscape seems to + borrow from the conscience-stricken lover who gazes on it the + gloom which it reflects upon him; and in the course of further + conversation on the subject Mr. Tennyson added, 'Crabbe has + a world of his own'; by virtue of that original genius, I + suppose, which is said to entitle and carry the possessor to + what we call immortality." + +</pre> + + <p>Besides the stories selected for abridgment in the volume + there were passages, from Tales not there included, which + FitzGerald was never weary of citing in his letters, to show his + friends how true a poet was lying neglected of men. One he + specially loved is the description of an autumn day in <i>The + Maid's Story</i>:—</p> + <pre> + + "There was a day, ere yet the autumn closed, + When, ere her wintry wars, the earth reposed; + When from the yellow weed the feathery crown, + Light as the curling smoke, fell slowly down; + When the winged insect settled in our sight, + And waited wind to recommence her flight; + When the wide river was a silver sheet, + And on the ocean slept th' unanchor'd fleet, + When from our garden, as we looked above, + There was no cloud, and nothing seemed to move." + +</pre> + + <p>Another passage, also in Crabbe's sweeter vein, forms the + conclusion of the whole poem. It is where the elder brother hands + over to the younger the <a name="Pg189"></a> country house that + is to form the future home of his wife and children:—</p> + <pre> + + "It is thy wife's, and will thy children's be, + Earth, wood, and water! all for thine and thee. +</pre> + <pre> + There wilt thou soon thy own Matilda view, + She knows our deed, and she approves it too; + Before her all our views and plans were laid, + And Jacques was there to explain and to persuade. + Here on this lawn thy boys and girls shall run, + And play their gambols when their tasks are done, + There, from that window shall their mother view + The happy tribe, and smile at all they do; + While thou, more gravely, hiding thy delight + Shalt cry, 'O! childish!' and enjoy the sight." + +</pre> + + <p>FitzGerald's selections are made with the skill and judgment + we should expect from a critic of so fine a taste, but it may be + doubted whether any degree of skill could have quite atoned for + one radical flaw in his method. He seems to have had his own + misgivings as to whether he was not, by that method, giving up + one real secret of Crabbe's power. After quoting Sir Leslie + Stephen's most true remark that "with all its short-and + long-comings Crabbe's better work leaves its mark on the reader's + mind and memory as only the work of genius can, while so many a + more splendid vision of the fancy slips away, leaving scarce a + mark behind." FitzGerald adds: "If this abiding impression result + (as perhaps in the case of Richardson or Wordsworth) from being, + as it were, soaked in through the longer process by which the + man's peculiar genius works, any abridgement, whether of omission + or epitome, will diminish from the effect of the whole." + FitzGerald is unquestionably in sight of a truth here. <a name= + "Pg190"></a> The parallel with Wordsworth is indeed not exact, + for the best of Wordsworth's poetry neither requires nor admits + of condensation. <i>The Excursion</i> might benefit by omission + and compression, but not <i>The Solitary Reaper</i>, nor <i>The + Daffodils</i>. But the example of Richardson is fairly in point. + Abridgments of <i>Clarissa Harlowe</i> have been attempted, but + probably without any effect on the number of its readers. The + power of Richardson's method does actually lie in the "soaking + process" to which FitzGerald refers. Nor is it otherwise with + Crabbe. The fascination which his readers find in + him—readers not perhaps found in the ranks of those who + prefer their poetry on "hand-made paper"—is really the + result of the slow and patient dissection of motive and + temptation, the workings of conscience, the gradual development + of character. These processes are slow, and Crabbe's method of + presenting them is slow, but he attains his end. A distinction + has lately been drawn between "literary Poetry," and "Poetry + which is Literature." Crabbe's is rarely indeed that of the + former class. It cannot be denied that it has taken its place in + the latter.</p> + + <p>The apology for Crabbe's lengthiness might almost be extended + to the singular inequalities of his verse. FitzGerald joins all + other critics in regretting his carelessness, and indeed the + charge can hardly be called harsh. A poet who habitually insists + on producing thirty lines a day, whether or no the muse is + willing, can hardly escape temptations to carelessness. Crabbe's + friends and other contemporaries noted it, and expressed surprise + at the absence in Crabbe of the artistic conscience. Wordsworth + spoke to him on the subject, and ventured to express regret that + he did not take <a name="Pg191"></a> more pains with the + workmanship of his verse, and reports that Crabbe's only answer + was "it does not matter." Samuel Rogers had related to Wordsworth + a similar experience. "Mr. Rogers once told me that he expressed + his regret to Crabbe that he wrote in his later works so much + less correctly than in his earlier. 'Yes,' replied he, 'but then + I had a reputation to make; now I can afford to relax.'" This is + of course very sad, and, as has already been urged, Crabbe's + earlier works had the advantage of much criticism, and even + correction from his friends. But however this may be, it may + fairly be urged that in a "downright" painter of human life, with + that passion for realism which Crabbe was one of the first to + bring back into our literature, mere "polish" would have + hindered, not helped, the effects he was bent on producing. It is + difficult in polishing the heroic couplet not to produce the + impression of seeking epigrammatic point. In Crabbe's strenuous + and merciless analyses of human character his power would have + been often weakened, had attention been diverted from the whole + to the parts, and from the matter to the manner. The "finish" of + Gray, Goldsmith, and Rogers suited exquisitely with their pensive + musings on Human Life. It was otherwise with the stern + presentment of such stories of human sin and misery as <i>Edward + Shore</i> or <i>Delay has Danger.</i> <a name="Pg192"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="CH11"><!-- CH11 --></a> + + <h2>CHAPTER XI</h2> + + <center> + LAST YEARS AT TROWBRIDGE + </center> + + <center> + (1819-1832) + </center> + + <p>The last thirteen years of Crabbe's life were spent at + Trowbridge, varied by occasional absences among hiss friends at + Bath, and in the neighbourhood, and by annual visits of greater + length to the family of Samuel Hoare at Hampstead. Meantime his + son John was resident with him at Trowbridge, and the parish and + parishioners were not neglected. From Mrs. Hoare's house on + Hampstead Heath it was not difficult to visit his literary + friends in London; and Wordsworth, Southey, and others, + occasionally stayed with the family. But as early as 1820, Crabbe + became subject to frequent severe attacks of neuralgia (then + called <i>tic douloureux</i>), and this malady, together with the + gradual approach of old age, made him less and less able to face + the fatigue of London hospitalities.</p> + + <p>Notwithstanding his failing health, and not infrequent absence + from his parish—for he occasionally visited the Isle of + Wight, Hastings, and other watering-places with his Hampstead + friends—Crabbe was living down at Trowbridge much of the + unpopularity with which he had started. The people were beginning + to discover what sterling qualities of heart existed side by side + with defects of tact and temper, and the lack <a name= + "Pg193"></a> of sympathy with certain sides of evangelical + teaching. His son tells us, and may be trusted, that his father's + personal piety deepened in his declining years, an influence + which could not be ineffectual. Children, moreover, were growing + up in the family, and proved a new source of interest and + happiness. Pucklechurch. was not far away, and his son George's + eldest girl, Caroline, as she approached her fourth birthday, + began to receive from him the tenderest of letters.</p> + + <p>The most important incident in Crabbe's life during this + period was his visit to Walter Scott in Edinburgh in the early + autumn of 1822. In the spring of that year, Crabbe had for the + first time met Scott in London, and Scott had obtained from him a + promise that he would visit him in Scotland in the autumn. It so + fell out that George the Fourth, who had been crowned in the + previous year, and was paying a series of Coronation progresses + through his dominions, had arranged to visit Edinburgh in the + August of this year. Whether Crabbe deliberately chose the same + period for his own visit, or stumbled on it accidentally, and + Scott did not care to disappoint his proposed guest, is not made + quite clear by Crabbe's biographer. Scott had to move with all + his family to his house in Edinburgh for the great occasion, and + he would no doubt have much preferred to receive Crabbe at + Abbotsford. Moreover, it fell to Scott, as the most distinguished + man of letters and archaeologist in Edinburgh, to organise all + the ceremonies and the festivities necessary for the King's + reception. In Lockhart's phrase, Scott stage-managed the whole + business. And it was on Scott's return from receiving the King on + board the Royal yacht on the 14th of August that he found + <a name="Pg194"></a> awaiting him in Castle Street one who must + have been an inconvenient guest. The incidents of this first + meeting are so charmingly related by Lockhart that I cannot + resist repeating them in his words, well known though they may + be:—</p> + <pre> + + "On receiving the poet on the quarter-deck, his Majesty + called for a bottle of Highland whisky, and having drunk his + health in this national liquor, desired a glass to be filled for + him. Sir Walter, after draining his own bumper, made a + request that the king would condescend to bestow on him the + glass out of which his Majesty had just drunk his health: and + this being granted, the precious vessel was immediately + wrapped up and carefully deposited in what he conceived to + be the safest part of his dress. So he returned with it to + Castle Street; but—to say nothing at this moment of graver + distractions—on reading his house he found a guest established + there of a sort rather different from the usual visitors + of the time. The Poet Crabbe, to whom he had been introduced + when last in London by Mr. Murray of Albemarle + Street, after repeatedly promising to follow up the acquaintance + by an excursion to the North, had at last arrived in the + midst of these tumultuous preparations for the royal advent. + Notwithstanding all such impediments, he found his quarters + ready for him, and Scott entering, wet and hurried, embraced + the venerable man with brotherly affection. The royal gift + was forgotten—the ample skirt of the coat within which it had + been packed, and which he had hitherto held cautiously in + front of his person, slipped back to its more usual position—he + sat down beside Crabbe, and the glass was crushed to + atoms. His scream and gesture made his wife conclude that + he had sat down on a pair of scissors, or the like: but very + little harm had been done except the breaking of the glass, of + which alone he had been thinking. This was a damage not to + be repaired: as for the scratch that accompanied it, its scar + was of no great consequence, as even when mounting the + 'cat-dath, or battle-garment' of the Celtic Club, he adhered, + like his hero, Waverley, to <i>the trews</i>." + <a name="Pg195"></a> +</pre> + + <p>What follows in Lockhart's pages is also too interesting, as + regards Scott's visitor himself, to be omitted. The Highland + clans, or what remained of them, were represented on the + occasion, and added greatly to the picturesqueness of the + procession and other pageantry. And this is what occurred on the + morning after the meeting of Scott and his guest:—</p> + <pre> + + "By six o'clock next morning Sir Walter, arrayed in the + 'Garb of old Gaul,' (which he had of the Campbell tartan, in + memory of one of his great-grandmothers) was attending a + muster of these gallant Celts in the Queen Street Gardens, + where he had the honour of presenting them with it set of + colours, and delivered a suitable exhortation, crowned with + their rapturous applause. Some members of the Club, all of + course in their full costume, were invited to breakfast with + him. He had previously retired for a little to his library, and + when he entered the parlour, Mr. Crabbe, dressed in the + highest style of professional neatness and decorum, with + buckles in his shoes, and whatever was then befitting an + English clergyman of his years and station, was standing in + the midst of half-a-dozen stalwart Highlanders, exchanging + elaborate civilities with them in what was at least meant to + be French. He had come into the room shortly before, without + having been warned about such company, and hearing the + party conversing together in an unknown tongue, the polite + old man had adopted, in his first salutation, what he considered + as the universal language. Some of the Celts, on their + part, took him for some foreign Abbé or Bishop, and were + doing their best to explain to him that they were not the + wild savages for which, from the startled glance he had thrown + on their hirsute proportions, there seemed but too much reason + to suspect he had taken them; others, more perspicacious, + gave in to the thing for the joke's sake; and there was high + fun when Scott dissolved the charm of their stammering, by + grasping Crabbe with one hand, and the nearest of these + figures with the other, and greeted the whole group with the + same hearty <i>good-morning</i>." + <a name="Pg196"></a> +</pre> + + <p>In spite, however, of banquets (at one of which Crabbe was + present) and other constant calls upon his host's time and + labour, the southern poet contrived to enjoy himself. He wandered + into the oldest parts of Edinburgh, and Scott obtained for him + the services of a friendly caddie to accompany him on some of + these occasions lest the old parson should come to any harm. + Lockhart, who was of the party in Castle Street, was very + attentive to Scott's visitor, Crabbe had but few opportunities of + seeing Scott alone. "They had," writes Lockhart, "but one quiet + walk together, and it was to the ruins of St. Anthony's Chapel + and Mushat's Cairn, which the deep impression made on Crabbe by + <i>The Heart of Midlothian</i> had given him an earnest wish to + see. I accompanied them; and the hour so spent—in the + course of which the fine old man gave us some most touching + anecdotes of his early struggles—was a truly delightful + contrast to the bustle and worry of miscellaneous society which + consumed so many of his few hours in Scotland. Scott's family + were more fortunate than himself in this respect. They had from + infancy been taught to reverence Crabbe's genius, and they now + saw enough of him to make them think of him ever afterwards with + tender affection."</p> + + <p>Yet one more trait of Scott's interest in his guest should not + be omitted. The strain upon Scott's strength of the King's visit + was made more severe by the death during that fortnight of + Scott's old and dear friend, William Erskine, only a few months + before elevated to the bench, with the title of Lord Kinedder. + Erskine had been irrecoverably wounded by the circulation of a + cruel and unfounded slander upon his moral character. It so + preyed on his mind that its effect was, <a name="Pg197"></a> in + Scott's words, to "torture to death one of the most soft-hearted + and sensitive of God's creatures." On the very day of the King's + arrival he died, after high fever and delirium had set in, and + his funeral, which Scott attended, followed in due course. "I am + not aware," says Lockhart, "that I ever saw Scott in such a state + of dejection as he was when I accompanied him and his friend Mr. + Thomas Thomson from Edinburgh to Queensferry in attendance upon + Lord Kinedder's funeral. Yet that was one of the noisiest days of + the royal festival, and he had to plunge into some scene of high + gaiety the moment after we returned. As we halted in Castle + Street, Mr. Crabbe's mild, thoughtful face appeared at the + window, and Scott said, on leaving me, 'Now for what our old + friend there puts down as the crowning curse of his poor player + in <i>The Borough</i>:—</p> + <pre> + + "To hide in rant the heart-ache of the night."'" + +</pre> + + <p>There is pathos in the recollection that just ten years later + when Scott lay in his study at Abbotsford—the strength of + that noble mind slowly ebbing away—the very passage in + <i>The Borough</i> just quoted was one of those he asked to have + read to him. It is the graphic and touching account in Letter + XII. of the "Strolling Players," and as the description of their + struggles and their squalor fell afresh upon his ear, his own + excursions into matters theatrical recurred to him, and he + murmured smiling, "Ah! Terry won't like that! Terry won't like + that!!"</p> + + <p>The same year Crabbe was invited to spend Christmas at his old + home, Belvoir Castle, but felt unable to face the fatigue in + wintry weather. Meantime, among other occupations at home, he was + finding <a name="Pg198"></a> time to write verse copiously. + Twenty-one manuscript volumes were left behind him at his death. + He seems to have said little about it at home, for his son tells + us that in the last year of his father's life he learned for the + first time that another volume of Tales was all but ready for the + press. "There are in my recess at home," he writes to George, + "where they have been long undisturbed, another series of such + stories, in number and quantity sufficient for another octavo + volume; and as I suppose they are much like the former in + execution, and sufficiently different in events and characters, + they may hereafter, in peaceable times, be worth something to + you." A selection from those formed the <i>Posthumous Poems</i>, + first given to the world in the edition of 1834. The <i>Tales of + the Hall</i>, it may be supposed, had not quite justified the + publisher's expectations. John Murray had sought to revive + interest in the whole bulk of Crabbe's poetry, of which he now + possessed the copyright, by commissioning Richard Westall, R.A., + to produce a series of illustrations of the poems, thirty-one in + number, engravings of which were sold in sets at two guineas. The + original drawings, in delicate water-colour, in the present Mr. + John Murray's possession, are sufficiently grim. The engravings, + lacking the relief of colour, are even more so, and a rapid + survey of the entire series amply shows how largely in Crabbe's + subjects bulks the element of human misery. Crabbe was much + flattered by this new tribute to his reputation, and dwells on it + in one of his letters to Mrs. Leadbeater.</p> + + <p>A letter written from Mrs. Hoare's house at Hampstead in June + 1825 presents an agreeable picture of his holiday enjoyments:-- + <a name="Pg199"></a></p> + <pre> + + "My time passes I cannot tell how pleasantly when the + pain leaves me. To-day I read one of my long stories to my + friends and Mrs. Joanna Baillie and her sister. It was a task; + but they encouraged me, and were, or seemed, gratified. I + rhyme at Hampstead with a great deal of facility, for nothing + interrupts me but kind calls to something pleasant; and + though all this makes parting painful, it will, I hope, make + me resolute to enter upon my duties diligently when I return. + I am too much indulged. Except a return of pain, and that + not severe, I have good health; and if my walks are not so + long, they are more frequent. I have seen many things and + many people; have seen Mr. Southey and Mr. Wordsworth; + have been some days with Mr. Rogers, and at last have been + at the Athenaeum, and purpose to visit the Royal Institution. + I have been to Richmond in a steamboat; seen also the + picture-galleries and some other exhibitions; but I passed one + Sunday in London with discontent, doing no duty myself, nor + listening to another; and I hope my uneasiness proceeded not + merely from breaking a habit. We had a dinner social and + pleasant, if the hours before it had been rightly spent; but I + would not willingly pass another Sunday in the same manner. + I have my home with my friends here (Mrs. Hoare's), and + exchange it with reluctance for the Hummums occasionally. + Such is the state of the garden here, in which I walk and read, + that, in a morning like this, the smell of the flowers is + fragrant beyond anything I ever perceived before. It is + what I can suppose may be in Persia or other oriental + countries—a Paradisiacal sweetness. I am told that I or my + verses, or perhaps both, have abuse in a boot of Mr. Colburn's + publishing, called <i>The Spirit of the Times</i>. I believe I felt + something indignant; but my engraved seal dropped out of + the socket and was lost, and I perceived this moved me much + more than the <i>Spirit</i> of Mr. Hazlitt." + +</pre> + + <p>The reference is, of course, to Hazlitt's <i>Spirit of the + Age</i>, then lately published In reviewing the poetry of his day + Hazlitt has a chapter devoted to Campbell and Crabbe. The + criticism on the latter is <a name="Pg200"></a> little more than + a greatly over-drawn picture of Crabbe's choice of vice and + misery for his subjects, and ignores entirely any other side of + his genius, ending with the remark that he would long be "a thorn + in the side of English poetry." Crabbe was wise in not attaching + too much importance to Hazlitt's attack.</p> + + <p>Joanna Baillie and her sister Agnes, mentioned in the letter + just cited, saw much of Crabbe during his visits to Hampstead. A + letter from Joanna to the younger George speaks, as do all his + friends, of his growing kindliness and courtesy, but notes how + often, in the matter of judging his fellow-creatures, his head + and his heart were in antagonism. While at times Joanna was + surprised and provoked by the charitable allowances the old + parson made for the unworthy, at other times she noted also that + she would hear him, when acts of others were the subject of + praise, suggesting, "in a low voice as to himself," the possible + mixture of less generous motives. The analytical method was + clearly dominant in Crabbe always, and not merely when he wrote + his poetry, and is itself the clue to much in his treatment of + human nature.</p> + + <p>Of Crabbe's simplicity and unworldliness in other matters Miss + Baillie furnishes an amusing instance. She writes:—</p> + <pre> + + "While he was staying with Mrs. Hoare a few years since + I sent him one day the present of a blackcock, and a message + with it that Mr. Crabbe should look at the bird before it was + delivered to the cook, or something to that purpose. He + looked at the bird as desired, and then went to Mrs. Hoare in + some perplexity to ask whether he ought not to have it + stuffed, instead of eating it. She could not, in her own house, <a name="Pg201"></a> + tell him that it was simply intended for the larder, and he + was at the trouble and expense of having it stuffed, lest I + should think proper respect had not been put upon my + present." + +</pre> + + <p>Altogether the picture presented in these last years of + Crabbe's personality is that of a pious and benevolent old man, + endearing himself to old and new friends, and with manners + somewhat formal and overdone, representing perhaps what in his + humbler Aldeburgh days he had imagined to be those of the upper + circles, rather than what he had found them to be in his + prosperous later days in London.</p> + + <p>In the autumn of 1831 he was visiting his faithful and devoted + friends, the Samuel Hoares, at their residence in Clifton. The + house was apparently in Princes Buildings, or in the Paragon, for + the poet describes accurately the scene that meets the eye from + the back-windows of those pleasant streets:—</p> + <pre> + + "I have to thank my friends for one of the most beautiful + as well as comfortable rooms you could desire. I look from + my window upon the Avon and its wooded and rocky bounds—the + trees yet green. A vessel is sailing down, and here comes + a steamer (Irish, I suppose). I have in view the end of the Cliff + to the right, and on my left a wide and varied prospect over + Bristol, as far as the eye can reach, and at present the novelty + makes it very interesting. Clifton was always a favourite + place with me. I have more strength and more spirits since + my arrival at this place, and do not despair of giving a good + account of my excursion on my return." + +</pre> + + <p>It is noteworthy that Crabbe, who as a young man witnessed the + Lord George Gordon Riots of 1780, should, fifty years later, have + been in Bristol during <a name="Pg202"></a> the disgraceful + Reform Bill Rising of 1831, which, through the cowardice or + connivance of the government of the day, went on unchecked to + work such disastrous results to life and property. On October the + 26th he writes to his son:—</p> + <pre> + + "I have been with Mrs. Hoare at Bristol, where all appears + still. Should anything arise to alarm, you may rely upon our + care to avoid danger. Sir Charles Wetherell, to be sure, is + not popular, nor is the Bishop, but I trust that both will be + safe from violence—abuse they will not mind. The Bishop + seems a good-humoured man, and, except by the populace, is + greatly admired." + +</pre> + + <p>A few days later, however, he has to record that his views of + the situation were not to be fulfilled. He writes:—</p> + <pre> + + "Bristol, I suppose, never in the most turbulent times of + old, witnessed such outrage. Queen's Square is but half + standing; half is a smoking ruin. As you may be apprehensive + for my safety, it is right to let you know that my friends + and I are undisturbed, except by our fears for the progress of + this mob-government, which is already somewhat broken into + parties, who wander stupidly about, or sleep wherever they + fall wearied with their work and their indulgence. The + military are now in considerable force, and many men are + sworn in as constables; many volunteers are met in Clifton + Churchyard, with white round one arm to distinguish them, + some with guns and the rest with bludgeons. The Mayor's + house has been destroyed; the Bishop's palace plundered, + but whether burned or not I do not know. This morning a + party of soldiers attacked the crowd in the Square; some lives + were lost, and the mob dispersed, whether to meet again is + doubtful. It has been a dreadful time, but we may reasonably + hope it is now over. People are frightened certainly, and no + wonder, for it is evident these poor wretches would plunder + to the extent of their power. Attempts were made to burn <a name= +"Pg203"></a> + the Cathedral, but failed. Many lives were lost. To attempt + any other subject now would be fruitless. We can think, + speak, and write only of our fears, hopes, or troubles. I + would have gone to Bristol to-day, but Mrs. Hoare was + unwilling that I should. She thought, and perhaps rightly, + that clergymen were marked objects. I therefore only went + half-way, and of course could learn but little. All now is + quiet and well." + +</pre> + + <p>In the former of these last quoted letters Crabbe refers sadly + to the pain of parting from his old Hampstead friends,—a + parting which he felt might well be the last. His anticipation + was to be fulfilled. He left Clifton in November, and went direct + to his son George, at Pucklechurch. He was able to preach twice + for his son, who congratulated the old man on the power of his + voice, and other encouraging signs of vigour. "I will venture a + good sum, sir," he said "that you will be assisting me ten years + hence." "Ten weeks" was Crabbe's answer, and the implied + prediction was fulfilled almost to the day. After a fortnight at + Pucklechurch, Crabbe returned to his own home at Trowbridge. + Early in January he reported himself as more and more subject to + drowsiness, which he accepted as sign of increasing weakness. + Later in the month he was prostrated by a severe cold. Other + complications supervened, and it soon became apparent that he + could not rally. After a few days of much suffering, and pious + resignation, he passed away on the third of February 1832, with + his two sons and his faithful nurse by his side. The death of the + rector was followed by every token of general affection and + esteem. The past asperities of religious and political + controversy had long ceased, and it was felt that the <a name= + "Pg204"></a> whole parish had lost a devout teacher and a + generous friend. All he had written in <i>The Borough</i> and + elsewhere as to the eccentricities of certain forms of dissent + was forgotten, and all the Nonconformist ministers of the place + and neighbourhood followed him to the grave. A committee was + speedily formed to erect a monument over his grave in the + chancel. The sculptor chosen produced a group of a type then + common. "A figure representing the dying poet, casting his eyes + on the sacred volume; two celestial beings, one looking on as if + awaiting his departure." Underneath was inscribed, after the + usual words telling his age, and period of his work at + Trowbridge, the following not exaggerated tribute:—</p> + <pre> + + "Born in humble life, he made himself what he was. + By the force of his genius, + He broke through the obscurity of his birth + Yet never ceased to feel for the + Less fortunate; + Entering (as his work can testify) into + The sorrows and deprivations + Of the poorest of his parishioners; + And so discharging the duties of his station as a + Minister and a magistrate, + As to acquire the respect and esteem + Of all his neighbours. + As a writer, he is well described by a great + Contemporary, as + 'Nature's sternest painter yet her best.'" + +</pre> + + <p>A fresh edition of Crabbe's complete works was at once + arranged for by John Murray, to be edited by George Crabbe, the + son, who was also to furnish the prefatory memoir. The edition + appeared in 1834, in <a name="Pg205"></a> eight volumes. An + engraving by Finden from Phillips's portrait of the poet was + prefixed to the last volume, and each volume contained + frontispieces and vignettes from drawings by Clarkson Stanfield + of scenery or buildings connected with Crabbe's various + residences in Suffolk and the Yale of Belvoir. The volumes were + ably edited; the editor's notes, together with, quotations from + Crabbe's earliest critics in the <i>Edinburgh</i> and + <i>Quarterly Reviews</i>, were interesting and informing, and the + illustrations happily chosen. But it is not so easy to acquiesce + in an editorial decision on a more important matter. The eighth + volume is occupied by a selection from the Tales left in + manuscript by Crabbe, to which reference has already been made. + The son, whose criticisms of his father are generally sound, + evidently had misgivings concerning these from the first. In a + prefatory note to this volume, the brothers (writing as + executors) confess these misgivings. They were startled on + reading the new poems in print at the manifest need of revision + and correction before they could be given to the world. They + delicately hint that the meaning is often obscure, and the + "images left imperfect." This criticism is absolutely just, but + unfortunately some less well-judging persons though "of the + highest eminence in literature" had advised the contrary. So + "second thoughts prevailed," instead of those "third thoughts + which are a riper first," and the Tales, or a selection from + them, were printed. They have certainly not added to Crabbe's + reputation. There are occasional touches of his old and best + pathos, as in the story of Rachel; and in <i>The Ancient + Mansion</i> there are brief descriptions of rural nature under + the varying aspects of the seasons, which <a name="Pg206"></a> + exhibit all Crabbe's old and close observation of detail, such + as:—</p> + <pre> + + "And then the wintry winds begin to blow, + Then fall the flaky stars of gathering snow, + When on the thorn the ripening sloe, yet blue, + Takes the bright varnish of the morning dew; + The aged moss grows brittle on the pale, + The dry boughs splinter in the windy gale." + +</pre> + + <p>But there is much in these last Tales that is trivial and + tedious, and it must be said that their publication has chiefly + served to deter many readers from the pursuit of what is best and + most rewardful in the study of Crabbe. To what extent the new + edition served to revive any flagging interest in the poet cannot + perhaps be estimated. The edition must have been large, for + during many years past no book of the kind has been more + prominent in second-hand catalogues. As we have seen, the + popularity of Crabbe was already on the wane, and the appearance + of the two volumes of Tennyson, in 1842, must farther have served + to divert attention from poetry so widely different. Workmanship + so casual and imperfect as Crabbe's had now to contend with such + consummate art and diction as that of <i>The Miller's + Daughter</i> and <i>Dora</i>.</p> + + <p>As has been more than once remarked, these stories belong to + the category of fiction as well as of poetry, and the duration of + their power to attract was affected not only by the appearance of + greater poets, but of prose story-tellers with equal knowledge of + the human heart, and with other gifts to which Crabbe could make + no claim. His knowledge and observation of human nature were not + perhaps inferior to Jane Austen's, but he could never have + matched her in <a name="Pg207"></a> prose fiction. He certainly + was not deficient in humour, but it was not his dominant gift, as + it was hers. Again, his knowledge of the life and social ways of + the class to which he nominally belonged, does not seem to have + been intimate. Crabbe could not have written prose fiction with + any approximation to the manners of real life. His characters + would have certainly <i>thou'ed</i> and <i>thee'ed</i> one + another as they do in his verse, and a clergyman would always + have been addressed as "Reverend Sir!"</p> + + <p>Surely, it will be argued, all this is sufficient to account + for the entire disappearance of Crabbe from the list of poets + whom every educated lover of poetry is expected to appreciate. + Yet the fact remains, as FitzGerald quotes from Sir Leslie + Stephen, that "with all its short-and long-comings, Crabbe's + better work leaves its mark on the reader's mind and memory as + only the work of genius can," and almost all English poets and + critics of mark, during his time and after it, have agreed in + recognising the same fact. We know what was thought of him by + Walter Scott, Wordsworth, Byron, and Tennyson. Critics differing + as widely in other matters as Macaulay, John Henry Newman, Mr. + Swinburne, and Dr. Gore, have found in Crabbe an insight into the + springs of character, and a tragic power of dealing with them, of + a rare kind. No doubt Crabbe demands something of his readers. He + asks from them a corresponding interest in human nature. He asks + for a kindred habit of observation, and a kindred patience. The + present generation of poetry-readers cares mainly for style. + While this remains the habit of the town, Crabbe will have to + wait for any popular revival. <a name="Pg208"></a> But he is not + so dead as the world thinks. He has his constant readers still, + but they talk little of their poet. "They give Heaven thanks, and + make no boast of it." These are they to whom the "unruly wills + and affections" of their kind are eternally interesting, even + when studied through the medium of a uniform and monotonous + metre.</p> + + <p>A Trowbridge friend wrote to Crabbe's son, after his father's + death, "When I called on him, soon after his arrival, I remarked + that his house and garden were pleasant and secluded: he replied + that he preferred walking in the streets, and observing the faces + of the passers-by, to the finest natural scenes." There is a + poignant line in <i>Maud</i>, where the distracted lover dwells + on "the faces that one meets." It was not by the "sweet records, + promises as sweet," that these two observers of life were + impressed, but rather by vicious records and hopeless outlooks. + It was such countenances that Crabbe looked for, and speculated + on, for in such, he found food for that pity and terror he most + loved to awaken. The starting-point of Crabbe's desire to portray + village-life truly was a certain indignation he felt at the then + still-surviving conventions of the Pastoral Poets. We have lately + watched, in the literature of our own day, a somewhat similar + reaction against sentimental pictures of country-life. The + feebler members of a family of novelists, which some one wittily + labelled as the "kail-yard school," so irritated a young Scottish + journalist, the late Mr. George Douglas, that he resolved to + provide what he conceived might be a useful corrective for the + public mind. To counteract the half-truths of the opposite + school, he wrote a tale of singular power and <a name= + "Pg209"></a> promise, <i>The House with the Green Shutters</i>. + Like all reactions, it erred in the violence of its colouring. If + intended as a true picture of the normal state of a small + Scottish provincial town and its society, it may have been as + false in its own direction as the kail-yarders had been in + theirs. But for Mr. Douglas's untimely death—a real loss to + literature—he would doubtless have shown in future fictions + that the pendulum had ceased to swing, and would have given us + more artistic, because completer, pictures of human life. With + Crabbe the force of his primal bias never ceased to act until his + life's end. The leaven of protest against the sentimentalists + never quite worked itself out in him, although, no doubt, in some + of the later tales and portrayals of character, the sun was + oftener allowed to shine out from behind the clouds</p> + + <p>We must not forget this when we are inclined to accept without + question Byron's famous eulogium. A poet is not the "best" + painter of Nature, merely because he chooses one aspect of human + character and human fortunes rather than another. If he must not + conceal the sterner side, equally is he bound to remember the + sunnier and more serene. If a poet is to deal justly with the + life of the rich or poor, he must take into fullest account, and + give equal prominence to, the homes where happiness abides. He + must remember that though there is a skeleton in every cupboard, + it must not be dragged out for a purpose, nor treated as if it + were the sole inhabitant. He must deal with the happinesses of + life and not only with its miseries; with its harmonies and not + only its dislocations. He must remember the thousand homes in + which is to <a name="Pg210"></a> be found the quiet and faithful + discharge of duty, inspired at once and illumined by the family + affections, and not forget that in such as these the strength of + a country lies. Crabbe is often spoken of as our first great + realist in the poetry and fiction of the last century, and the + word is often used as if it meant chiefly plain-speaking as to + the sordid aspects of life. But he is the truest realist who does + not suppress any side of that which may be seen, if looked for. + Although Murillo threw into fullest relief the grimy feet of his + beggar-boys which so offended Mr. Ruskin, still what eternally + attracts us to his canvas is not the soiled feet but the "sweet + boy-faces" that "laugh amid the Seville grapes." It was because + Crabbe too often laid greater stress on the ugliness than on the + beauty of things, that he fails to that extent to be the full and + adequate painter and poet of humble life.</p> + + <p>He was a dispeller of many illusions. He could not give us the + joy that Goldsmith, Cowper, and William Barnes have given, but he + discharged a function no less valuable than theirs, and with an + individuality that has given him a high and enduring place in the + poetry of the nineteenth century.</p> + + <p>There can be no question that within the last twenty or thirty + years there has been a marked revival of interest in the poetry + of Crabbe. To the influence of Edward FitzGerald's fascinating + personality this revival may be partly, but is not wholly, due. + It may be of the nature of a reaction against certain canons of + taste too long blindly followed. It may be that, like the Queen + in <i>Hamlet</i>, we are beginning to crave for "more matter and + less art"; or that, like the Lady of Shalott, we are growing + "half-sick of shadows," and long for <a name="Pg211"></a> a + closer touch with the real joys and sorrows of common people. + Whatever be the cause, there can be no reason to regret the fact, + or to doubt that in these days of "art for art's sake," the + influence of Crabbe's verse is at once of a bracing and a + sobering kind. <a name="Pg212"></a> <a name="Pg213"></a></p> + + + + + + + + <a name="IDX"><!-- IDX --></a> + + <h2>INDEX</h2> + + <h3>A</h3><i>Aaron the Gipsy</i>; <a href="#Pg98">1</a><br> + Addison; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + <i>Adventures of Richard, The</i>; <a href="#Pg175">1</a><br> + Aldeburgh; <a href="#Pg21">1</a>, <a href="#Pg48">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg67">3</a>, <a href="#Pg68">4</a>, <a href="#Pg72">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg117">6</a>, <a href="#Pg138">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg157">8</a>, <a href="#Pg175">9</a><br> + <i>Allegro</i> (Milton); <a href="#Pg55">1</a><br> + Allington (Lincolnshire); <a href="#Pg72">1</a><br> + <i>Ancient Mansion, The</i>; <a href="#Pg205">1</a><br> + <i>Annals of the Parish, The</i> (Galt); <a href= + "#Pg111">1</a><br> + <i>Annual Register, The</i>; <a href="#Pg62">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg70">2</a>, <a href="#Pg112">3</a><br> + Austen, Jane; <a href="#Pg145">1</a>, <a href="#Pg187">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg206">3</a><br> + Autobiography, Crabbe's; <a href="#Pg45">1</a><br> + + <h3>B</h3>Baillie, Agnes; <a href="#Pg199">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg200">2</a><br> + —Joanna; <a href="#Pg199">1</a>, <a href="#Pg200">2</a><br> + Barnes, William; <a href="#Pg210">1</a><br> + Barrie, J.M.; <a href="#Pg153">1</a><br> + Barton, Bernard; <a href="#Pg15">1</a><br> + <i>Basket-Woman, The</i> (Edgeworth); <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Bath; <a href="#Pg161">1</a>, <a href="#Pg162">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg192">3</a><br> + Beccles; <a href="#Pg21">1</a>, <a href="#Pg73">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg139">3</a><br> + Belvoir Castle; <a href="#Pg49">1</a>, <a href="#Pg63">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg65">3</a>, <a href="#Pg72">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg73">5</a><br> + <a name="biographyIndex"></a>Biography, Crabbe's; <a href= + "#Pg42">1</a>, <a href="#Pg43">2</a>, <a href="#Pg51">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg61">4</a>, <a href="#Pg69">5</a>, <a href= + "#Pg72">6</a>, <a href="#Pg77">7</a>, <a href="#Pg79">8</a>, + <a href="#Pg82">9</a>, <a href="#Pg83">10</a>, <a href= + "#Pg86">11</a>, <a href="#Pg87">12</a>, <a href="#Pg99">13</a>, + <a href="#Pg139">14</a>, <a href="#Pg156">15</a>, <a href= + "#Pg159">16</a>, <a href="#Pg160">17</a>, <a href= + "#Pg162">18</a>, <a href="#Pg166">19</a><br> + "Blaney"; <a href="#Pg128">1</a><br> + <i>Borough, The</i>; <a href="#Pg14">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg67">2</a>, <a href="#Pg83">3</a>, <a href="#Pg86">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg98">5</a>, <a href="#Pg102">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg115">7</a>, <a href="#Pg116">8</a>, <a href="#Pg155">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg167">10</a>, <a href="#Pg186">11</a>, <a href= + "#Pg187">12</a>, <a href="#Pg197">13</a><br> + Boswell; <a href="#Pg54">1</a><br> + Bowles, William Lisle; <a href="#Pg161">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg162">2</a><br> + <i>Boys at School</i>; <a href="#Pg174">1</a><br> + Bristol; <a href="#Pg201">1</a>, <a href="#Pg202">2</a><br> + Bunbury, Sir Henry; <a href="#Pg43">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg44">2</a><br> + Burke; <a href="#Pg33">1</a>, <a href="#Pg42">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg71">3</a>, <a href="#Pg101">4</a>, <a href="#Pg116">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg163">6</a>, <a href="#Pg164">7</a><br> + Burns; <a href="#Pg31">1</a>, <a href="#Pg32">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg55">3</a>, <a href="#Pg97">4</a><br> + Butler, Joseph; <a href="#Pg76">1</a><br> + Byron; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href="#Pg22">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg114">3</a>, <a href="#Pg147">4</a>, <a href="#Pg167">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg187">6</a>, <a href="#Pg207">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg209">8</a><br> + + <h3>C</h3>Campbell, Thomas; <a href="#Pg165">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg165">2</a>, <a href="#Pg199">3</a><br> + <i>Candidate, The</i>; <a href="#Pg30">1</a><br> + <i>Canterbury Tales, The</i> (Chaucer); <a href="#Pg133">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg172">2</a><br> + <i>Castle Rackrent</i> (Edgeworth); <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Celtic Club; <a href="#Pg194">1</a><br> + Chatterton; <a href="#Pg24">1</a>, <a href="#Pg32">2</a><br> + Chaucer; <a href="#Pg59">1</a>, <a href="#Pg132">2</a><br> + <i>Childe Harold</i> (Byron); <a href="#Pg114">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg168">2</a><br> + Church, English; <a href="#Pg61">1</a><br> + Churchill (poet); <a href="#Pg32">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg145">2</a>,<br> + <i>Clarissa Harlowe</i> (Richardson); <a href="#Pg190">1</a><br> + "Clelia"; <a href="#Pg128">1</a><br> + Clergy, non-residence of; <a href="#Pg75">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg85">2</a><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">sketches of; <a href= + "#Pg60">1</a>, <a href="#Pg120">2</a>, <a href="#Pg121">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg122">4</a></span><br> + Clifton; <a href="#Pg201">1</a>, <a href="#Pg203">2</a><br> + Coleridge; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href="#Pg96">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg97">3</a>, <a href="#Pg140">4</a>, <a href="#Pg161">5</a><br> + <i>Confessions of an Opium Eater</i>, (De Quincey); <a href= + "#Pg92">1</a><br> + <i>Confidant, The</i>; <a href="#Pg153">1</a><br> + Courthope, Mr.; <a href="#Pg165">1</a><br> + Cowley; <a href="#Pg14">1</a><br> + Cowper; <a href="#Pg32">1</a>, <a href="#Pg55">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg57">3</a>, <a href="#Pg210">4</a><br> + Crabbe, George, birth and family, history of; <a href= + "#Pg13">1</a><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">early literary bent; <a href= + "#Pg14">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">school days; <a href= + "#Pg13">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">apprenticed to a surgeon; + <a href="#Pg14">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">life at Woodbridge; <a href= + "#Pg15">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">falls in love; <a href= + "#Pg16">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">first efforts in verse; <a href= + "#Pg17">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">practises as a surgeon; <a href= + "#Pg20">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">dangerous illness; <a href= + "#Pg21">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">engagement to Miss Elmy; <a href= + "#Pg21">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">seeks his fortune in London; + <a href="#Pg24">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">poverty in London; <a href= + "#Pg26">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">keeps a diary; <a href= + "#Pg26">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">unsuccessful attempts to sell his + poems; <a href="#Pg28">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">appeals to Edmund Burke; <a href= + "#Pg36">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">Burke's help and patronage; + <a href="#Pg36">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">invited to Burke's country seat; + <a href="#Pg38">1</a>, <a href="#Pg46">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">publishes <i>The Library</i>; + <a href="#Pg39">1</a>, <a href="#Pg40">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">friendship with Burke; <a href= + "#Pg42">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">second letter to Burke; <a href= + "#Pg43">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">meetings with prominent men; + <a href="#Pg46">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">takes Holy Orders; <a href= + "#Pg47">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">returns to Aldeburgh as curate; + <a href="#Pg48">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">coldly received by his + fellow-townsmen; <a href="#Pg49">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">becomes domestic chaplain to the + Duke of Rutland; <a href="#Pg49">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">life at Belvoir Castle; <a href= + "#Pg49">1</a>, <a href="#Pg65">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg68">3</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>The Village</i>; <a href= + "#Pg55">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">receives LL.B. degree; <a href= + "#Pg64">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">presented to two livings; + <a href="#Pg64">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">marriage; <a href= + "#Pg65">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">curate of Stathern; <a href= + "#Pg68">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his children; <a href= + "#Pg68">1</a>, <a href="#Pg73">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg81">3</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">village traditions concerning + him; <a href="#Pg69">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>The Newspaper</i>; <a href= + "#Pg70">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">life at Stathern; <a href= + "#Pg71">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">moves to Muston; <a href= + "#Pg72">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">revisits his native place; + <a href="#Pg73">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">goes to Parham; <a href= + "#Pg74">1</a>, <a href="#Pg79">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">lives at Great Glemham Hall; + <a href="#Pg81">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">moves to Rendham; <a href= + "#Pg85">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">ill-health; <a href= + "#Pg86">1</a>, <a href="#Pg87">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">use of opium; <a href= + "#Pg87">1</a>, <a href="#Pg88">2</a>, <a href="#Pg92">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg93">4</a>, <a href="#Pg96">5</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">returns to Muston; <a href= + "#Pg98">1</a>, <a href="#Pg99">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">publishes a new volume of poems; + <a href="#Pg100">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>The Parish Register</i>; + <a href="#Pg100">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his great popularity; <a href= + "#Pg111">1</a>, <a href="#Pg130">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">friendship with Sir Walter Scott; + <a href="#Pg112">1</a>, <a href="#Pg113">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>The Borough</i>; <a href= + "#Pg116">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>Tales</i>; <a href= + "#Pg136">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">visit to London; <a href= + "#Pg155">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">returns to Muston; <a href= + "#Pg155">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">death of his wife; <a href= + "#Pg155">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">serious illness; <a href= + "#Pg156">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">rector of Trowbridge; <a href= + "#Pg156">1</a></span>, <a href="#Pg158">2</a><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">departure from Muston; <a href= + "#Pg156">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">intercourse with literary men in + London; <a href="#Pg162">1</a>, <a href="#Pg169">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">a member of the "Literary + Society"; <a href="#Pg166">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">receives £3000 from John + Murray; <a href="#Pg167">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">returns to Trowbridge; <a href= + "#Pg167">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>Tales of the Hall</i>; + <a href="#Pg171">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">visits Scott in Edinburgh; + <a href="#Pg193">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;"><i>Posthumous Poems</i>; <a href= + "#Pg198">1</a>, <a href="#Pg205">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg206">3</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">last years at Trowbridge; + <a href="#Pg201">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">illness and death; <a href= + "#Pg203">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his religious temperament; + <a href="#Pg23">1</a>, <a href="#Pg48">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg193">3</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">rusticity and lack of polish; + <a href="#Pg50">1</a>, <a href="#Pg64">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">indifference to art; <a href= + "#Pg77">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">want of tact; <a href= + "#Pg77">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">love of female society; <a href= + "#Pg159">1</a>, <a href="#Pg160">2</a>, <a href="#Pg161">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg164">4</a>, <a href="#Pg165">5</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">acquaintance and sympathy with + the poor; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href="#Pg18">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg23">3</a>, <a href="#Pg58">4</a>, <a href="#Pg59">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg60">6</a>, <a href="#Pg75">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg129">8</a>, <a href="#Pg163">9</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his preaching; <a href= + "#Pg75">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">inequality of his work; <a href= + "#Pg9">1</a>, <a href="#Pg181">2</a>, <a href="#Pg182">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg190">2</a>, <a href="#Pg206">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">influence of preceding poets; + <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, <a href="#Pg14">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg103">3</a>, <a href="#Pg105">4</a>, <a href="#Pg107">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg112">6</a>, <a href="#Pg133">7</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his reputation at its height; + <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href="#Pg167">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">knowledge of botany; <a href= + "#Pg22">1</a>, <a href="#Pg47">2</a>, <a href="#Pg58">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg69">4</a>, <a href="#Pg74">5</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his descriptions of nature; + <a href="#Pg22">1</a>, <a href="#Pg23">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg58">3</a>, <a href="#Pg126">4</a>, <a href="#Pg140">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg180">6</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">first great realist in verse; + <a href="#Pg62">1</a>, <a href="#Pg209">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg210">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">fondness for verbal antithesis; + <a href="#Pg107">1</a>, <a href="#Pg123">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his epigrams; <a href= + "#Pg107">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">defective <i>technique</i>; + <a href="#Pg108">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his influence on subsequent + novelists; <a href="#Pg111">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg112">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">parodies of his style; <a href= + "#Pg123">1</a>, <a href="#Pg124">2</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his sense of humour; <a href= + "#Pg123">1</a>, <a href="#Pg124">2</a>, <a href="#Pg150">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg207">4</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">defects of his poetry; <a href= + "#Pg133">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his retentive memory; <a href= + "#Pg116">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his characters drawn from life; + <a href="#Pg134">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his treatment of peasant life; + <a href="#Pg141">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">power of analysing character; + <a href="#Pg146">1</a>, <a href="#Pg147">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg190">3</a>, <a href="#Pg191">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg200">5</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">choice of sordid and gloomy + subjects; <a href="#Pg169">1</a>, <a href="#Pg180">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg186">3</a>, <a href="#Pg192">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg200">5</a>, <a href="#Pg210">6</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">his lyric verses; <a href= + "#Pg183">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">Edward FitzGerald's great + admiration of his poetry; <a href="#Pg184">1</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">contemporary and other estimates + of his work; <a href="#Pg187">1</a>, <a href="#Pg188">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg207">3</a></span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">revival of interest in him; + <a href="#Pg184">1</a>, <a href="#Pg210">2</a></span><br> + Crabbe, George (father of the poet); <a href="#Pg13">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg19">2</a>, <a href="#Pg48">3</a><br> + —Mrs. (mother); <a href="#Pg13">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg19">2</a>, <a href="#Pg23">3</a>, <a href="#Pg48">4</a><br> + —George (son); <a href="#Pg15">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg23">2</a>, <a href="#Pg32">3</a>, <a href="#Pg38">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg42">5</a>, <a href="#Pg43">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg50">7</a>, <a href="#Pg54">8</a>, <a href="#Pg61">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg66">10</a>, <a href="#Pg68">11</a>, <a href= + "#Pg77">12</a>, <a href="#Pg79">13</a>, <a href="#Pg82">14</a>, + <a href="#Pg86">15</a>, <a href="#Pg87">16</a>, <a href= + "#Pg99">17</a>, <a href="#Pg109">18</a>, <a href="#Pg126">19</a>, + <a href="#Pg130">20</a>, <a href="#Pg139">21</a>, <a href= + "#Pg156">22</a>, <a href="#Pg158">23</a>, <a href= + "#Pg159">24</a>, <a href="#Pg160">25</a>, <a href= + "#Pg164">26</a>, <a href="#Pg175">27</a>, <a href= + "#Pg176">28</a>, <a href="#Pg185">29</a>, <a href= + "#Pg193">30</a>, <a href="#Pg203">31</a> <a href= + "#Pg204">32</a><br> + <a name="mrscrabbeIndex"></a>—Mrs. (wife); <a href= + "#Pg15">1</a>, <a href="#Pg16">2</a>, <a href="#Pg21">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg65">4</a>, <a href="#Pg66">5</a>, <a href= + "#Pg67">6</a>, <a href="#Pg71">7</a>, <a href="#Pg81">8</a>, + <a href="#Pg82">9</a>, <a href="#Pg84">10</a>, <a href= + "#Pg130">11</a>, <a href="#Pg139">12</a>, <a href= + "#Pg154">13</a>, <a href="#Pg155">14</a>, <a href= + "#Pg158">15</a><br> + —John; <a href="#Pg68">1</a>, <a href="#Pg100">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg130">3</a>, <a href="#Pg158">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg163">5</a>, <a href="#Pg167">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg192">7</a><br> + —Edmund; <a href="#Pg73">1</a><br> + —William; <a href="#Pg79">1</a><br> + —(brother); <a href="#Pg135">1</a><br> + —George (grandson); <a href="#Pg185">1</a><br> + —Caroline; <a href="#Pg193">1</a><br> + <i>Critical Review</i>; <a href="#Pg40">1</a><br> + + <h3>D</h3><i>Daffodils, The</i> (Wordsworth); <a href= + "#Pg190">1</a><br> + <i>Dejection, Ode to</i> (Coleridge); <a href="#Pg140">1</a><br> + <i>Delay has Danger</i>; <a href="#Pg180">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg181">2</a>, <a href="#Pg188">3</a>, <a href= + "#Pg191">4</a><br> + De Quincey; <a href="#Pg92">1</a>, <a href="#Pg83">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg86">3</a><br> + <i>Deserted Village, The</i> (Goldsmith); <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg38">2</a>, <a href="#Pg54">3</a>, <a href= + "#Pg55">4</a>, <a href="#Pg56">5</a>, <a href="#Pg62">6</a>, + <a href="#Pg103">7</a>, <a href="#Pg104">8</a><br> + Diary, Crabbe's; <a href="#Pg26">1</a>, <a href="#Pg42">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg159">3</a>, <a href="#Pg163">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg166">5</a><br> + Dickens; <a href="#Pg107">1</a><br> + Dodsley (publisher); <a href="#Pg27">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg40">2</a><br> + <i>Dora</i> (Tennyson); <a href="#Pg206">1</a><br> + Douglas, George; <a href="#Pg208">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg209">2</a><br> + <i>Dunciad</i> (Pope); <a href="#Pg18">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg29">2</a><br> + Dunwich; <a href="#Pg12">1</a><br> + + <h3>E</h3>Edgeworth, Miss; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Edinburgh; <a href="#Pg193">1</a><br> + <i>Edinburgh Annual Register</i>; <a href="#Pg114">1</a><br> + <i>Edinburgh Review</i>; <a href="#Pg111">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg131">2</a>, <a href="#Pg136">3</a>, <a href="#Pg146">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg205">5</a><br> + <i>Edward Shore</i>; <a href="#Pg147">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg191">2</a><br> + <i>Elegant Extracts</i> (Vicesimus Knox); <a href="#Pg62">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg154">2</a><br> + <i>Elegy in a Country Churchyard,</i> (Gray); <a href= + "#Pg10">1</a>, <a href="#Pg55">2</a><br> + <i>Ellen</i>; <a href="#Pg180">1</a><br> + Elmy, Miss Sarah. <i>See</i> <a href="#mrscrabbeIndex">Crabbe, + Mrs.</a> (wife);<br> + <i>English Bards and Scotch Reviewers</i> (Byron); <a href= + "#Pg121">1</a><br> + <i>Enoch Arden</i> (Tennyson); <a href="#Pg137">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg139">2</a><br> + Erskine, William; <a href="#Pg196">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg197">2</a><br> + <i>Essay on Man</i> (Pope); <a href="#Pg10">1</a><br> + <i>Eustace Grey</i>. See <a href="#sireustaceIndex"><i>Sir + Eustace Grey</i></a>. <i>Excursion, The</i> (Wordsworth); + <a href="#Pg190">1</a><br> + + <h3>F</h3>Felon, the condemned, Description of; <a href= + "#Pg118">1</a><br> + Fielding; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Finden (artist); <a href="#Pg205">1</a><br> + FitzGerald, Edward; <a href="#Pg15">1</a>, <a href="#Pg66">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg87">3</a>, <a href="#Pg88">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg154">5</a>, <a href="#Pg159">6</a>, <a href="#Pg160">7</a>, + <a href="#Pg185">8</a>, <a href="#Pg190">9</a>, <a href= + "#Pg207">10</a>, <a href="#Pg210">11</a><br> + —William Thomas; <a href="#Pg121">1</a><br> + Fox, Charles James; <a href="#Pg46">1</a>, <a href="#Pg55">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg81">3</a>, <a href="#Pg101">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg102">5</a>, <a href="#Pg117">6</a>, <a href="#Pg162">7</a>, + <a href="#Pg165">8</a>, <a href="#Pg166">9</a><br> + —Henry Richard. <i>See</i> <a href="#hollandIndex">Holland, + Lord</a>;<br> + <i>Frank Courtship, The</i>; <a href="#Pg150">1</a><br> + Fund, The Literary; <a href="#Pg121">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg122">2</a><br> + + <h3>G</h3><i>Gentleman Farmer, The</i>; <a href= + "#Pg145">1</a><br> + <i>Gentleman's Magazine</i>; <a href="#Pg121">1</a><br> + George IV; <a href="#Pg193">1</a>, <a href="#Pg194">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg196">3</a><br> + Glemham; <a href="#Pg81">1</a>, <a href="#Pg82">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg157">3</a><br> + Glynn, Dr. Robert; <a href="#Pg52">1</a><br> + Goldsmith; <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, <a href="#Pg22">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg32">3</a>, <a href="#Pg38">4</a>, <a href="#Pg54">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg55">6</a>, <a href="#Pg58">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg59">8</a>, <a href="#Pg103">9</a>, <a href="#Pg107">10</a>, + <a href="#Pg112">11</a>, <a href="#Pg154">12</a>, <a href= + "#Pg191">13</a>, <a href="#Pg210">14</a><br> + Gordon, Lord George; <a href="#Pg30">1</a><br> + Gore, Dr. (Bishop of Worcester); <a href="#Pg146">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg147">2</a>, <a href="#Pg207">3</a><br> + Grantham; <a href="#Pg72">1</a><br> + Gray; <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, <a href="#Pg22">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg32">3</a>, <a href="#Pg55">4</a>, <a href="#Pg191">5</a><br> + + <h3>H</h3><i>Hall of Justice, The</i>; <a href="#Pg98">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg100">2</a>, <a href="#Pg183">3</a><br> + Hampstead; <a href="#Pg162">1</a>, <a href="#Pg192">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg198">3</a><br> + <i>Hanmer, Sir Thomas Memoir and Correspondence of</i>; <a href= + "#Pg43">1</a><br> + Hatchard, John (publisher); <a href="#Pg100">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg113">2</a>, <a href="#Pg136">3</a><br> + <i>Haunted House, The</i> (Hood); <a href="#Pg108">1</a><br> + Hazlitt; <a href="#Pg199">1</a>, <a href="#Pg200">2</a><br> + <i>Heart of Midlothian, The</i> (Scott); <a href= + "#Pg196">1</a><br> + <i>Henry V</i> (Shakespeare); <a href="#Pg148">1</a><br> + "Hetty Sorrel"; <a href="#Pg107">1</a><br> + Highlanders; <a href="#Pg195">1</a><br> + Hoare family; <a href="#Pg162">1</a>, <a href="#Pg163">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg192">3</a>, <a href="#Pg198">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg200">5</a>, <a href="#Pg201">6</a>, <a href="#Pg202">7</a>, + <a href="#Pg203">8</a><br> + Hogarth; <a href="#Pg141">1</a><br> + <a name="hollandIndex"></a>Holland, Lord; <a href="#Pg100">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg102">2</a><br> + <i>House with the Green Shutters, The</i> (George Douglas); + <a href="#Pg209">1</a><br> + Huchon, M. (University of Nancy); <a href="#Pg44">1</a><br> + <i>Human Life</i> (Rogers); <a href="#Pg169">1</a><br> + Huntingdon, William; <a href="#Pg99">1</a><br> + Hutton, Rev. W.H.; <a href="#Pg73">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg75">2</a><br> + + <h3>I</h3><i>Inebriety</i>; <a href="#Pg17">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg19">2</a>, <a href="#Pg33">3</a><br> + <i>In Memoriam</i> (Tennyson); <a href="#Pg149">1</a><br> + "Isaac Ashford"; <a href="#Pg109">1</a><br> + + <h3>J</h3>Jeffrey <i>(Edinburgh Review)</i>; <a href= + "#Pg111">1</a>, <a href="#Pg128">2</a>, <a href="#Pg131">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg132">4</a>, <a href="#Pg136">5</a>, <a href= + "#Pg146">6</a>, <a href="#Pg147">7</a>, <a href="#Pg148">8</a>, + <a href="#Pg187">9</a><br> + Johnson, Samuel; <a href="#Pg32">1</a>, <a href="#Pg46">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg53">3</a>, <a href="#Pg54">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg57">5</a>, <a href="#Pg101">6</a>, <a href="#Pg116">7</a>, + <a href="#Pg145">8</a>, <a href="#Pg165">9</a>, <a href= + "#Pg166">10</a><br> + Jordan, Mrs. (actress); <a href="#Pg63">1</a><br> + + <h3>K</h3>"Kailyard school"; <a href="#Pg208">1</a><br> + Keats; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href="#Pg168">2</a><br> + Kemble, Fanny; <a href="#Pg185">1</a><br> + —John; <a href="#Pg162">1</a><br> + + <h3>L</h3><i>Lady Barbara</i>; <a href="#Pg177">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg180">2</a><br> + <i>Lady of the Lake, The</i> (Scott); <a href="#Pg114">1</a><br> + Lamb, Charles; <a href="#Pg153">1</a>, <a href="#Pg161">2</a><br> + <i>Lamia and other Poems</i> (Keats); <a href="#Pg168">1</a><br> + Lansdowne, Third Marquis of; <a href="#Pg162">1</a><br> + Langborne (painter); <a href="#Pg107">1</a><br> + <i>Lay of the Last Minstrel, The</i> (Scott); <a href= + "#Pg97">1</a><br> + <i>Lazy Lawrence</i> (Edgeworth); <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Leadbeater, Mrs.; <a href="#Pg134">1</a>, <a href="#Pg160">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg165">3</a>, <a href="#Pg171">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg179">5</a>, <a href="#Pg198">6</a><br> + <i>Library, The</i>; <a href="#Pg37">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg40">2</a>, <a href="#Pg43">3</a>, <a href="#Pg46">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg63">5</a>, <a href="#Pg100">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg112">7</a><br> + Literary Society, The; <a href="#Pg166">1</a><br> + Lockhart; <a href="#Pg33">1</a>, <a href="#Pg95">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg193">3</a>, <a href="#Pg195">4</a>, <a href="#Pg196">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg197">6</a><br> + Longmans (publisher); <a href="#Pg166">1</a><br> + Lothian, Lord; <a href="#Pg52">1</a><br> + Lowell; <a href="#Pg185">1</a><br> + <i>Lover's Journey, The</i>; <a href="#Pg21">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg139">2</a><br> + <i>Lyrical Ballads</i> (Wordsworth); <a href="#Pg97">1</a><br> + + <h3>M</h3>Macaulay; <a href="#Pg111">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg118">2</a>, <a href="#Pg207">3</a><br> + <i>Maid's Story, The</i>; <a href="#Pg188">1</a><br> + Manners, Lord Robert; <a href="#Pg52">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg68">2</a>, <a href="#Pg70">3</a><br> + <i>Maud</i> (Tennyson); <a href="#Pg208">1</a><br> + Memoir of Crabbe. <i>See</i> <a href= + "#biographyIndex">Biography</a><br> + Methodism; <a href="#Pg95">1</a><br> + <i>Miller's daughter The</i> (Tennyson); <a href= + "#Pg205">1</a><br> + Minerva Press, The; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + "Mira"; <a href="#Pg16">1</a>, <a href="#Pg17">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg26">3</a>, <a href="#Pg31">4</a>, <a href="#Pg32">5</a><br> + Mitford, Miss; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + Montgomery, Robert; <a href="#Pg118">1</a><br> + <i>Monthly Review</i>; <a href="#Pg30">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg31">2</a>, <a href="#Pg40">3</a><br> + Moore, Thomas; <a href="#Pg165">1</a>, <a href="#Pg166">2</a><br> + Murillo; <a href="#Pg210">1</a><br> + Murray, John (publisher); <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg39">2</a>, <a href="#Pg162">3</a>, <a href="#Pg166">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg167">5</a>, <a href="#Pg169">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg171">7</a>, <a href="#Pg194">8</a>, <a href="#Pg198">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg204">10</a><br> + Muston (Leicestershire); <a href="#Pg72">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg73">2</a>, <a href="#Pg155">3</a>, <a href="#Pg156">4</a><br> + + <h3>N</h3><i>New Monthly</i>; <a href="#Pg24">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg46">2</a><br> + Newman, Cardinal; <a href="#Pg147">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg207">2</a><br> + <i>Newspaper, The</i>; <a href="#Pg70">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg71">2</a>, <a href="#Pg100">3</a><br> + <i>Nineteenth Century</i>; <a href="#Pg129">1</a><br> + North, Mr. Dudley; <a href="#Pg24">1</a>, <a href="#Pg29">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg80">3</a>, <a href="#Pg85">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg100">5</a>, <a href="#Pg102">6</a><br> + —Lord; <a href="#Pg29">1</a>, <a href="#Pg37">2</a><br> + Novels in Crabbe's day; <a href="#Pg111">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg102">2</a><br> + + <h3>O</h3>Omar Khayyam; <a href="#Pg185">1</a><br> + Opium eating; <a href="#Pg88">1</a>, <a href="#Pg90">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg92">3</a>, <a href="#Pg93">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg96">5</a><br> + <i>Our Village</i> (Miss Mitford); <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + + <h3>P</h3><i>Pains of Sleep</i> (Coleridge); <a href= + "#Pg97">1</a><br> + <i>Parents' Assistant, The</i> (Edgeworth); <a href= + "#Pg111">1</a><br> + Parham; <a href="#Pg15">1</a>, <a href="#Pg16">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg65">3</a>, <a href="#Pg67">4</a>, <a href="#Pg74">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg79">6</a>, <a href="#Pg81">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg157">8</a><br> + <i>Parish Register, The</i>; <a href="#Pg54">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg55">2</a>, <a href="#Pg81">3</a>, <a href="#Pg83">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg85">5</a>, <a href="#Pg86">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg98">7</a>, <a href="#Pg100">8</a>, <a href="#Pg102">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg116">10</a>, <a href="#Pg131">11</a>, <a href= + "#Pg187">12</a><br> + <i>Parting Hour, The</i>; <a href="#Pg136">1</a><br> + <i>Patron, The</i>; <a href="#Pg51">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg143">2</a><br> + Phillips (artist); <a href="#Pg205">1</a><br> + "Phoebe Dawson"; <a href="#Pg102">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg107">2</a><br> + Pluralities; <a href="#Pg64">1</a>, <a href="#Pg85">2</a><br> + <i>Poacher, The</i> (Scott); <a href="#Pg114">1</a><br> + Poor, State relief of; <a href="#Pg129">1</a><br> + Pope; <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, <a href="#Pg14">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg18">3</a>, <a href="#Pg30">4</a>, <a href="#Pg32">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg38">6</a>, <a href="#Pg107">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg112">8</a>, <a href="#Pg133">9</a><br> + <i>Posthumous Poems</i>; <a href="#Pg198">1</a><br> + <a name="pretymanIndex"></a>Pretyman, Bishop; <a href= + "#Pg85">1</a><br> + Priest, Description of Parish; <a href="#Pg60">1</a><br> + <i>Progress of Error</i> (Cowper); <a href="#Pg61">1</a><br> + Pucklechurch; <a href="#Pg193">1</a>, <a href="#Pg203">2</a><br> + + <h3>Q</h3><i>Quarterly Review</i>; <a href="#Pg131">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg132">2</a>, <a href="#Pg133">3</a>, <a href= + "#Pg205">4</a><br> + Queensberry, Duke of; <a href="#Pg52">1</a><br> + + <h3>R</h3>Raleigh; <a href="#Pg14">1</a><br> + Reform Bill Riots; <a href="#Pg202">1</a><br> + <i>Rejected Addresses</i> (Smith); <a href="#Pg123">1</a><br> + Rendham; <a href="#Pg85">1</a>, <a href="#Pg86">2</a><br> + Reynolds, Sir Joshua; <a href="#Pg38">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg53">2</a>, <a href="#Pg63">3</a>, <a href="#Pg101">4</a><br> + Richardson (novelist); <a href="#Pg189">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg190">2</a><br> + Ridout, Miss Charlotte; <a href="#Pg160">1</a><br> + Riots, Gordon; <a href="#Pg29">1</a>, <a href="#Pg201">2</a><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2em;">Bristol; <a href= + "#Pg202">1</a></span><br> + Rogers, Samuel; <a href="#Pg162">1</a>, <a href="#Pg165">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg166">3</a>, <a href="#Pg167">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg169">5</a>, <a href="#Pg191">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg199">7</a><br> + <i>Rokeby</i> (Scott); <a href="#Pg115">1</a><br> + Romilly, Sir Samuel; <a href="#Pg176">1</a><br> + Ruskin; <a href="#Pg210">1</a><br> + <i>Ruth</i>; <a href="#Pg180">1</a><br> + Rutland, Duke of; <a href="#Pg49">1</a>, <a href="#Pg52">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg63">3</a>, <a href="#Pg65">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg72">5</a>, <a href="#Pg156">6</a><br> + + <h3>S</h3>Scott, Sir Walter; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg23">2</a>, <a href="#Pg36">3</a>, <a href="#Pg62">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg95">5</a>, <a href="#Pg112">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg113">7</a>, <a href="#Pg114">8</a>, <a href="#Pg115">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg168">10</a>, <a href="#Pg187">11</a>, <a href= + "#Pg207">12</a><br> + <i>Seasons, The</i> (Thomson); <a href="#Pg55">1</a><br> + Sellers, Miss Edith; <a href="#Pg129">1</a><br> + Shackleton, Edward; <a href="#Pg62">1</a><br> + Shakespeare; <a href="#Pg14">1</a>, <a href="#Pg136">2</a><br> + Shelburne, Lord, lines to; <a href="#Pg29">1</a><br> + Shelley; <a href="#Pg11">1</a><br> + Siddons, Mrs; <a href="#Pg63">1</a><br> + <i>Simple Susan</i> (Edgeworth); <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + <a name="sireustaceIndex"></a><i>Sir Eustace Grey</i>; <a href= + "#Pg88">1</a>, <a href="#Pg96">2</a>, <a href="#Pg98">3</a>, + <a href="#Pg100">4</a>, <a href="#Pg183">5</a><br> + <i>Sisters The</i>; <a href="#Pg180">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg184">2</a><br> + Smith, James (<i>Rejected, Addresses</i>); <a href= + "#Pg123">1</a>, <a href="#Pg124">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg130">3</a><br> + Smollett; <a href="#Pg111">1</a><br> + <i>Smugglers and Poachers</i>; <a href="#Pg176">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg180">2</a><br> + <i>Solitary Reaper, The</i> (Wordsworth); <a href= + "#Pg190">1</a><br> + Southey; <a href="#Pg41">1</a>, <a href="#Pg82">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg154">3</a>, <a href="#Pg155">4</a>, <a href="#Pg192">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg199">6</a><br> + Spenser; <a href="#Pg14">1</a><br> + <i>Spirit of the Age</i>. (Hazlitt); <a href="#Pg199">1</a><br> + Stanfield, Clark on; <a href="#Pg205">1</a><br> + Stathern (Leictershire); <a href="#Pg68">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg69">2</a>, <a href="#Pg71">3</a><br> + Stephen, Sir Leslie; <a href="#Pg189">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg207">2</a><br> + Stothard (painter); <a href="#Pg52">1</a><br> + Sweffling (Suffolk); <a href="#Pg81">1</a><br> + Swift; <a href="#Pg32">1</a><br> + Swinburne; <a href="#Pg207">1</a><br> + + <h3>T</h3><i>Table Talk</i> (Cowper); <a href="#Pg61">1</a><br> + <i>Tales</i>; <a href="#Pg132">1</a>, <a href="#Pg134">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg154">3</a>, <a href="#Pg155">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg158">5</a><br> + <i>Tales of the Hall</i>; <a href="#Pg11">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg163">2</a>, <a href="#Pg167">3</a>, <a href="#Pg168">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg169">5</a>, <a href="#Pg171">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg198">7</a><br> + Tennyson; <a href="#Pg126">1</a>, <a href="#Pg149">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg188">3</a>, <a href="#Pg206">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg207">5</a><br> + —Frederick; <a href="#Pg185">1</a><br> + Thomson; <a href="#Pg22">1</a>, <a href="#Pg55">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg112">3</a><br> + Thurlow, Lord; <a href="#Pg29">1</a>, <a href="#Pg47">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg49">3</a>, <a href="#Pg64">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg68">5</a>, <a href="#Pg70">6</a>, <a href="#Pg72">7</a><br> + Tomlins, Dr. <i>See</i> <a href="#pretymanIndex">Pretyman</a><br> + Tovell family; <a href="#Pg15">1</a>, <a href="#Pg16">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg21">3</a>, <a href="#Pg49">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg65">5</a>, <a href="#Pg67">6</a>, <a href="#Pg84">7</a><br> + <i>Traveller, The</i> (Goldsmith); <a href="#Pg38">1</a>, + <a href="#Pg54">2</a><br> + Trollope, Anthony; <a href="#Pg163">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg164">2</a><br> + Trowbridge; <a href="#Pg156">1</a>, <a href="#Pg158">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg161">3</a>, <a href="#Pg163">4</a>, <a href= + "#Pg192">5</a><br> + Turner, Rev. Richard; <a href="#Pg81">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg84">2</a>, <a href="#Pg102">3</a>, <a href="#Pg117">4</a><br> + + <h3>V</h3><i>Village, The</i>; <a href="#Pg10">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg37">2</a>, <a href="#Pg40">3</a>, <a href="#Pg52">4</a>, + <a href="#Pg53">5</a>, <a href="#Pg56">6</a>, <a href= + "#Pg61">7</a>, <a href="#Pg63">8</a>, <a href="#Pg67">9</a>, + <a href="#Pg70">10</a>, <a href="#Pg98">11</a>, <a href= + "#Pg100">12</a>, <a href="#Pg101">13</a>, <a href= + "#Pg112">14</a>, <a href="#Pg166">15</a>, <a href= + "#Pg186">16</a><br> + + <h3>W</h3>Walker, Frederick (artist); <a href="#Pg107">1</a><br> + Watson, Bishop; <a href="#Pg52">1</a>, <a href="#Pg64">2</a><br> + <i>Waverley</i> (Scott); <a href="#Pg115">1</a><br> + Wesley; <a href="#Pg73">1</a>, <a href="#Pg76">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg96">3</a><br> + Wesleyan Movement; <a href="#Pg76">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg99">2</a><br> + Westall, Richard (artist); <a href="#Pg198">1</a><br> + Whitefield Revival; <a href="#Pg76">1</a><br> + <i>Widow's Tale, The</i>; <a href="#Pg67">1</a><br> + <i>Wife's Trial, The</i> (Lamb); <a href="#Pg123">1</a><br> + Wilkie; <a href="#Pg141">1</a><br> + Wolfe; <a href="#Pg31">1</a><br> + Woodbridge; <a href="#Pg15">1</a>, <a href="#Pg16">2</a>, + <a href="#Pg22">3</a><br> + Wordsworth; <a href="#Pg9">1</a>, <a href="#Pg92">2</a>, <a href= + "#Pg97">3</a>, <a href="#Pg147">4</a>, <a href="#Pg163">5</a>, + <a href="#Pg165">6</a>, <a href="#Pg168">7</a>, <a href= + "#Pg180">8</a>, <a href="#Pg187">9</a>, <a href="#Pg188">10</a>, + <a href="#Pg189">11</a>, <a href="#Pg190">12</a>, <a href= + "#Pg191">13</a>, <a href="#Pg192">14</a>, <a href= + "#Pg199">15</a>, <a href="#Pg207">16</a><br> + <i>World of Dreams, The</i>; <a href="#Pg88">1</a>, <a href= + "#Pg96">2</a>, <a href="#Pg98">3</a><br> + + <h3>Y</h3>Young; <a href="#Pg104">1</a><br> + <br> + <br> + +<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 11088 ***</div> +</body> +</html> |