Because the man keeps having bits of poetry that are allllllllllllmost what I want for the Victorian book, but not quite -- either because they don't contain any phrase I could use for a title, or because they go astray in some fashion that doesn't make them work. Take these two lines:
It's got grit! And a city! And a Queen! Surely this will work, right?
Except that here's the full passage:
In other words, yay nature. Which, no. There's what this book is about, and there's that passage, and the two are pretty much at opposite poles to one another.
The problem, I've decided, is that the Victorians are insufficiently angry. My impression is that they wrote about nature's beauty as a means of hiding from industrialization; what I want is poetry that is mad as hell about industrialization and not going to take it anymore. The few things I've found that come close to fitting that bill have failed to provide me with a good title quote.
So I keep searching. And I glare at Tennyson, because I just speed-read HIS COMPLETE POETIC WORKS and still don't have a title. <fume>
To change our dark Queen-city, all her realm
Of sound and smoke
It's got grit! And a city! And a Queen! Surely this will work, right?
Except that here's the full passage:
Take, read! and be the faults your Poet makes
Or many or few,
He rests content, if his young music wakes
A wish in you
To change our dark Queen-city, all her realm
Of sound and smoke,
For his clear heaven, and these few lanes of elm
And whispering oak.
In other words, yay nature. Which, no. There's what this book is about, and there's that passage, and the two are pretty much at opposite poles to one another.
The problem, I've decided, is that the Victorians are insufficiently angry. My impression is that they wrote about nature's beauty as a means of hiding from industrialization; what I want is poetry that is mad as hell about industrialization and not going to take it anymore. The few things I've found that come close to fitting that bill have failed to provide me with a good title quote.
So I keep searching. And I glare at Tennyson, because I just speed-read HIS COMPLETE POETIC WORKS and still don't have a title. <fume>
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Date: 2010-01-21 01:01 pm (UTC)LOOK GASLAMPS, MY QUEEN, I CAN SEE!
Ahem.
It's from the 13th-14th century steamless 'industrialization', but in attitude might be more what you're looking for?
http://mindstalk.net/blacksmith
If not, still, this coming out of the 14th century was a big random surprise.
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Date: 2010-01-21 01:17 pm (UTC)LOOK GASLAMPS, MY QUEEN, I CAN SEE!
Lol
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Date: 2010-01-21 02:18 pm (UTC)There is a paradoxical sense of nostalgia in the Victorian age. Plenty of writers (particularly novelists) try to imagine a world previous to the steam-engine, while at the same time being quite excited by progress.
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Date: 2010-01-21 02:25 pm (UTC)I think it's pretty hard to find critiques of industry that don't simultaneously line up with celebrations of Nature. Romantic views was pretty powerful throughout the 19C (& remember, Tennyson himself is also a Romantic & a contemporary of Wordsworth etc.) If anything, Victorian poetry has a rep for being a bit more melancholy and a bit less practical than that of the revolutionary Romantics.
What about Wordsworth? The Prelude didn't come out 'til 1850, and its city passages are classic. They also involve using the memory of nature to steady oneself in the city, as opposed to running screaming into the trees.
Then again, there's also social protest poems.
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Date: 2010-01-21 02:27 pm (UTC)How about Kipling?
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Date: 2010-01-21 03:22 pm (UTC)Oh, Arthur. Fail.
Matthew Arnold, on the other hand, gives even Iseult of Brittany agency and a subject position. She's kind of glad Tristen is dead and it's quiet, so she can catch up on her knitting and play with the kids.
*g*
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Date: 2010-01-21 04:44 pm (UTC)Mordred is his bastard son.
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Date: 2010-01-21 05:04 pm (UTC)It's still a mortal sin. And one that leads pretty directly to the downfall of the kingdom.