LORD TENNYSON
IN
MEMORIAM
Prologue
Strong Son of God, immortal Love,Whom we, that have not seen thy face,By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;Thine are these orbs of light and shade;Thou madest Life in man and brute;Thou madest Death; and lo, thy footIs on the skull which thou hast made.Thou wilt not leave us in the dust:Thou madest man, he knows not why,He thinks he was not made to die;And thou hast made him: thou art just.Thou seemest human and divine,The highest, holiest manhood, thou.Our wills are ours, we know not how;Our wills are ours, to make them thine.Our little systems have their day;They have their day and cease to be:They are but broken lights of thee,And thou, O Lord, art more than they.We have but faith: we cannot know;For knowledge is of things we seeAnd yet we trust it comes from thee,A beam in darkness: let it grow.Let knowledge grow from more to more,But more of reverence in us dwell;That mind and soul, according well,May make one music as before,But vaster. We are fools and slight;We mock thee when we do not fear:But help thy foolish ones to bear;Help thy vain worlds to bear thy light.Forgive what seem'd my sin in me;What seem'd my worth since I began;For merit lives from man to man,And not from man, O Lord, to thee.Forgive my grief for one removed,Thy creature, whom I found so fair.I trust he lives in thee, and thereI find him worthier to be loved.Forgive these wild and wandering cries,Confusions of a wasted youth;Forgive them where they fail in truth,And in thy wisdom make me wise.
XXVII
Thou comest, much wept for: such a breezeCompell'd thy canvas, and my prayerWas as the whisper of an airTo breathe thee over lonely seas.For I in spirit saw thee moveThro' circles of the bounding sky,Week after week: the days go by:Come quick, thou bringest all I love.Henceforth, wherever thou may'st roam,My blessing, like a line of light,Is on the waters day and night,And like a beacon guards thee home.So may whatever tempest marsMid-ocean, spare thee, sacred bark;And balmy drops in summer darkSlide from the bosom of the stars.So kind an office hath been done,Such precious relics brought by thee;The dust of him I shall not seeTill all my widow'd race be run.
LVI
'So careful of the type?' but no.From scarped cliff and quarried stoneShe cries, `A thousand types are gone:I care for nothing, all shall go.'Thou makest thine appeal to me:I bring to life, I bring to death:The spirit does but mean the breath:I know no more.' And he, shall he,Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair,Such splendid purpose in his eyes,Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies,Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer,Who trusted God was love indeedAnd love Creation's final law-Tho' Nature, red in tooth and clawWith ravine, shriek'd against his creed-Who loved, who suffer'd countless ills,Who battled for the True, the Just,Be blown about the desert dust,Or seal'd within the iron hills?No more? A monster then, a dream,A discord. Dragons of the prime,That tare each other in their slime,Were mellow music match'd with him.O life as futile, then, as frail!O for thy voice to soothe and bless!What hope of answer, or redress?Behind the veil, behind the veil.
The
poem begins as a tribute to and invocation of the "Strong Son of
God." Since man, never having seen God's face, has no proof of His
existence, he can only reach God through faith. The poet attributes the sun and
moon ("these orbs or light and shade") to God, and acknowledges Him
as the creator of life and death in both man and animals. Man cannot understand
why he was created, but he must believe that he was not made simply to die.
The
Son of God seems both human and divine. Man has control of his own will, but
this is only so that he might exert himself to do God's will. All of man's
constructed systems of religion and philosophy seem solid but are merely
temporal, in comparison to the eternal God; and yet while man can have
knowledge of these systems, he cannot have knowledge of God. The speaker
expresses the hope that "knowledge [will] grow from more to more,"
but this should also be accompanied by a reverence for that which we cannot
know.
The
speaker asks that God help foolish people to see His light. He repeatedly asks
for God to forgive his grief for "thy [God's] creature, whom I found so
fair." The speaker has faith that this departed fair friend lives on in
God, and asks God to make his friend wise.
XXVII:
Here
the speaker states that he feels no jealousy for the man who is captured and
does not know what it means to feel true rage, or for the bird that is born
with in a cage and has never spent time outside in the "summer
woods." Likewise, he feels no envy for beasts that have no sense of the
passage of time and no conscience to check their behavior. He also does not
envy those who have never felt pain ("the heart that never plighted
troth") or those who complacently enjoy a leisure that they do not
rightfully deserve. Even when he is in the greatest pain, he still realizes
that "'Tis better to have loved and lost / Than never to have loved at
all."
LVI:
After
having asserted in Section LV that Nature cares only for the survival of
species ("so careful of the type") and not for the survival of
individual lives, the speaker now questions whether Nature even cares for the
species. He quotes a personified, feminine Nature asserting that she does not
attend to the survival of the species, but arbitrarily bestows life or death on
all creatures. For Nature, the notion of the "spirit" does not refer
to any divine, unearthly element, but rather to the simple act of breathing.
The
poet questions whether Man, who prays and trusts in God's love in spite of the
evidence of Nature's brutality ("Nature, red in tooth and claw"),
will eventually be reduced to dust or end up preserved like fossils in rock:
"And he, shall he, Man...Be blown about the desert dust, Or sealed within
the iron hills?" The thought of this evokes a notion of the human
condition as monstrous, and more terrifying to contemplate than the fate of
prehistoric "dragons of the prime." The speaker declares that life is
futile and longs for his departed friend's voice to soothe him and mitigate the
effect of Nature's callousness.
"In
Memoriam" consists of 131 smaller poems of varying length. Each short poem
is comprised of isometric stanzas. The stanzas are iambic tetrameter quatrains
with the rhyme scheme ABBA, a form that has
since become known as the "In Memoriam Stanza." (Of course, Tennyson
did not invent the form--it appears in earlier works such as Shakespeare's
"The Phoenix and the Turtle"--but he did produce an enduring and
memorable example of it.) With the ABBA
rhyme scheme, the poem resolves itself in each quatrain; it cannot propel
itself forward: each stanza seems complete, closed. Thus to move from one
stanza to the next is a motion that does not come automatically to us by virtue
of the rhyme scheme; rather, we must will it ourselves; this force of will
symbolizes the poet's difficulty in moving on after the loss of his beloved
friend Arthur Henry Hallam.
Commentary
Tennyson
wrote "In Memoriam" after he learned that his beloved friend Arthur
Henry Hallam had died suddenly and unexpectedly of a fever at the age of 22.
Hallam was not only the poet's closest friend and confidante, but also the
fiance of his sister. After learning of Hallam's death, Tennyson was
overwhelmed with doubts about the meaning of life and the significance of man's
existence. He composed the short poems that comprise "In Memoriam"
over the course of seventeen years (1833-1849) with no intention of weaving
them together, though he ultimately published them as a single lengthy poem in
1850.
T.S.
Eliot called this poem "the most unapproachable of all his [Tennyson's]
poems," and indeed, the sheer length of this work encumbers one's ability
to read and study it. Moreover, the poem contains no single unifying theme, and
its ideas do not unfold in any particular order. It is loosely organized around
three Christmas sections (28, 78, and 104), each of which marks another year
that the poet must endure after the loss of Hallam. The climax of the poem is
generally considered to be Section 95, which is based on a mystical trance
Tennyson had in which he communed with the dead spirit of Hallam late at night
on the lawn at his home at Somersby.
"In
Memoriam" was intended as an elegy, or a poem in memory and praise of one
who has died. As such, it contains all of the elements of a traditional
pastoral elegy such as Milton's "Lycidas," including ceremonial
mourning for the dead, praise of his virtues, and consolation for his loss.
Moreover, all statements by the speaker can be understood as personal
statements by the poet himself. Like most elegies, the "In Memoriam"
poem begins with expressions of sorrow and grief, followed by the poet's
recollection of a happy past spent with the individual he is now mourning.
These fond recollections lead the poet to question the powers in the universe
that could allow a good person to die, which gives way to more general
reflections on the meaning of life. Eventually, the poet's attitude shifts from
grief to resignation. Finally, in the climax, he realizes that his friend is
not lost forever but survives in another, higher form. The poem closes with a
celebration of this transcendent survival.
"In
Memoriam" ends with a an epithalamion, or wedding poem, celebrating the
marriage of Tennyson's sister Cecilia to Edmund Lushington in 1842. The poet
suggests that their marriage will lead to the birth of a child who will serve
as a closer link between Tennyson's generation and the "crowning
race." This birth also represents new life after the death of Hallam, and
hints at a greater, cosmic purpose, which Tennyson vaguely describes as
"One far-off divine event / To which the whole creation moves."
Not
just an elegy and an epithalamion, the poem is also a deeply philosophical
reflection on religion, science, and the promise of immortality. Tennyson was
deeply troubled by the proliferation of scientific knowledge about the origins
of life and human progress: while he was writing this poem, Sir Charles Lyell
published his Principles of Geology, which
undermined the biblical creation story, and Robert Chambers published his early
evolutionary tract, Vestiges of the Natural
History of Creation. In "In Memoriam," Tennyson insisted that
we hold fast to our faith in a higher power in spite of our inability to prove
God's existence: "Believing where we cannot prove." He reflects early
evolutionary theories in his faith that man, through a process lasting millions
of years, is developing into something greater. In the end, Tennyson replaces
the doctrine of the immortality of the soul with the immortality of mankind
through evolution, thereby achieving a synthesis between his profound religious
faith and the new scientific ideas of his day.
Biographical
Notes:
Tennyson was educated partly by his
father, a drunken epileptic, and later at Cambridge, where he joined the elite
intellectual circle, "The Apostles" (which included Arthur Hallam,
the friend whose early death is mourned in In Memoriam). His branch of
the Tennyson family was disinherited, and poverty forced him to leave Cambridge
and to put off his intended marriage to Emily Sellwood for some 14 years.
It has recently been suggested that this long engagement also stemmed from
Tennyson's grave concerns about passing along the "black blood" of
the Tennyson family. Tennyson's father frequently suffered fits of
depression and violence, and later in life he was a severe alcoholic.
"The Tennyson children . . . were all talented, but there was among them a
remarkably high proportion of severe neurosis" (Houghton). By age
Tennyson had completed a poem of 8000 lines, and he wrote and published poetry
throughout his teens. His first adult collection of poems, published in
1832, was savaged by critics, and the sensitive Tennyson did not publish again
for ten years. His 1842 publication was well received, and his fame as a
poet grew steadily over the 1840s. In 1850 he succeeded Wordsworth as poet
laureate, and he was generally regarded as England's greatest poet through most
of the mid- and late Victorian period. He was unquestionably the most
popular poet of the Victorian Era; today he is often seen as the most representative
Victorian writer of them all.
Some Characteristics
It has been argued that following the death from stroke at age 22 of his gifted
friend Arthur Hallam in 1833, Tennyson basically "spent the rest of his
creative life rewriting one poem in a dazzling variety of ways."
This "one poem" finds its clearest expression in In Memoriam,
and the common thread among all the post-1833 poems and many before Hallam's
death involves both a sense of painful loss—themes of deprivation,
loneliness, and despair—and the typically Victorian
sentiment that life must go on, that progress is good, that we need to strive
towards the future even if just for the sake of the striving. Like
Carlyle, Tennyson was a great believer in the value of action, of working,
doing, pressing onward into the future.
Tennyson
often seems to veer between the two diametrically opposed poles of being a
"wayward lyricist," deeply personal in his poetry, and of being the
"poet of the people," whose works offer significant social commentary
and didactic instruction to his contemporaries. In a sense, Tennyson felt
equally drawn to the opposing ideas of an individual vision of Beauty and of
social responsibility. From the Romantics he inherited the notion that
personal, subjective experience was important to poetry; the subjective
Tennyson most often describes situations of alienation, resignation,
melancholy, or despair. And from the Victorian Utilitarians he had the
idea that poetry should be "practically useful"—that
a poet should address the moral and social situation of his or her times
(as Carlyle and Elizabeth Barrett Browning both suggest).
Tennyson
became the quintessential Victorian poet because he succeeded in translating
his personal experience into universal significance characteristic of his
era. His personal grieving for his friend, Hallam, in In Memoriam
operates on a larger symbolic level as well, representing an examination of the
spiritual condition of Victorians in general as they faced and tried to
reconcile problems of religious faith in an age of scientific discovery and
technological progress. Throughout much of his poetry Tennyson grapples
with issues of capitalist materialism and the spiritual hollowness that came
with a loss of absolute faith in fundamentalist Christianity.
Ultimately,
Tennyson is also the quintessential Victorian optimist—another seeming
contradiction. Much of his work is characteristically melancholy in tone,
but Tennyson is consistently optimistic in the belief that even the most
painful change was movement towards a better, brighter future.
Alfred,
Lord Tennyson was born on August 5, 1809 in Somersby, Lincolnshire. His father,
George Clayton Tennyson, a clergyman and rector, suffered from depression and
was notoriously absentminded. Alfred began to write poetry at an early age in
the style of Lord Byron. After spending four unhappy years in school he was
tutored at home. Tennyson then studied at Trinity College, Cambridge, where he
joined the literary club 'The Apostles' and met Arthur Hallam, who became his
closest friend. Tennyson published Poems, Chiefly Lyrical, in 1830,
which included the popular "Mariana”.
Citations:
http://www.sparknotes.com/poetry/tennyson/section8.rhtml
http://www.online-literature.com/tennyson/
http://www.bookrags.com/Alfred_Tennyson%2C_1st_Baron_Tennyson
Mª Llanos García Martinez.