Lacking in intensity of passion and dramatic force, Tennyson here again

is but typical of his era, to him one of reposeful content and calm,

reasoning progress. Of permanent, lasting value much of his verse

undoubtedly is, but not all of it will escape the indifference of

posterity or the measuring-rod and censure, it may be, of the future

critic. He had not the stirring strains or the careless rapture of other

and earlier poets of the motherland,--his characteristic is more

contemplative and brooding,--yet his range is unusually comprehensive

and his power varied and sustained, as well as marked by the highest

qualities of rhythmic beauty. In the idyll, where he specially shines,

we have much that is lovely and limpid, with abounding instances of that

felicitous word-painting for which he was noted. This is especially seen

in the simple pastoral idylls, such as 'Dora,' 'The May Queen,' and 'The

Miller's Daughter,' or in those tender lyrics such as 'Mariana,' 'Sir

Galahad,' 'The Dying Swan,' and 'The Talking Oak.' In the ballads and

songs, how felicitous again is the poet's work, and how rich yet

mellifluous is the strain! Had Tennyson written nothing else but these,

with the verse included in the volumes issued by him in 1832 and 1842,

how high would he have been placed in the choir of song, and how supreme

should we have deemed his art! In "The Princess" alone there are songs

that would have made any poet's reputation, while for music and color,

and especially for perfection of poetic workmanship, they are almost

matchless in their beauty.

Fortunately, however, the poet was to give us much even beyond these

surpassingly beautiful things, and make a more unique and distinctive

contribution to the verse of his era. In the years that followed the

production of his early writings the poet matures in thought as his art

ripens and reaches still higher qualities of craftsmanship. Recluse as

he was, he moreover had his experiences of life and drank deeply of

sorrow's cup, as we see in "In Memoriam,"--that noble tribute to his

youthful friend, Arthur Hallam, with its grand hymnal qualities and

powerful and reverent lessons for an age shifting in its beliefs and

unconfirmed in its faith. In later work from his pen we also see the

Laureate--for he has now received official recognition from his

nation--in his relations to the culture as well as to the thought of his

time, keeping pace with the age in all its complex engrossments and

problems. This is shown in much and varied work turned out with its

author's loving interest in the poetic art, and with characteristic

delicacy and finish. The most important labor of this later time

includes "The Princess," "Maud and Other Poems," "Enoch Arden," the

dramas "Becket," "Queen Mary," and "Harold," "Tiresias," "Demeter," "The

Foresters," but above all, and most notably, that grand epic of King

Arthur's time,--"The Idylls of the King." In the latter, the most

characteristic, and perhaps the most permanent, of Tennyson's work, the

poet manifests his historic sense and love for England's legendary past,

and achieves his design not only to glorify it, but to imbue it with a

deep ethical motive and underlying purpose, the expression of his own

chivalrous, knightly soul and strenuous, thoughtful, and blameless life.

In these splendid tales of knight-errantry we have the full flower of

the poet's genius, narrated in the true romantic spirit, but with an

ideality and imagination quite Tennysonian, and with a spiritualistic

touch in harmony with "the voice of the age" that reminds us that,--

"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."

It is with such themes and speculations that Tennyson has powerfully and

impressively influenced his age. Beyond and above the mere artistry of

the poet, we recognize his interest in man's higher, spiritual being,

his love for nature, and awe in contemplating the heights and depths of

infinite time and space, ever looking upward and inward at the mysteries

of the world behind the phenomena of sense. It is difficult, in set

theological terms, to define the poet's creed, though we know that he

was won by the Broad Church teaching of his friends, Frederick Robertson

and Denison Maurice, and had himself many a battle to fight with honest

doubts until--as his 'Crossing the Bar' shows us--he finally conquered

and laid them. But while there is an absence of definite doctrine in his

work there is no question about his religious convictions or of his

belief in the eternal verities, the immanence of God in man and the

universe. Throughout his poems he assumes the existence of a great

Spirit and recognizes that our souls are a part of Him, however Faith at

times seems to veil her face from the poet, and all appears a mystery,

though a mystery presided over by infinite Power and Love. The great

problems of metaphysics and of man's origin and destiny, we are told,

occupied much of his thought, and he dwelt upon them with eager, intense

interest, and touched upon them with great candor, earnestness, and

truthfulness. No sophistry could shake his belief in man's immortality,

for without belief in this doctrine the human race, he was convinced,

had not incentive enough to virtue, while all man's inspirations were

otherwise meaningless. For the doctrine of Evolution, in its

materialistic aspect, he had nothing but scorn, though he accepted it in

the more spiritual guise with which Russel Wallace propounded it. If we

come from the brutes we are nevertheless linked with the Divine, he

believed, and it was the Divine in man that was to conquer the brute

within him, and, in the upward struggle, work out salvation. So, in the

realm of physical science, on the principles of which, as Huxley tells

us, he had a great grasp, the poet, while appalled by the mystery,

accepts and indeed rejoices in its truths, though he cannot acquiesce in

a godless world or in the denial of a life to come, in which the race,

through infinite love, shall be brought into union with God.

But leaving here Tennyson's speculations and beliefs,--a most

interesting part of the poet's analytical and reflective character,--let

us look for a little at the man personally, and record briefly the chief

incidents in his quiet though ideal home-life. To those who know the

Memoir by his son, Hallam Tennyson,--a memoir that while paying honor to

filial reverence and devotion is at the same time and in all respects

most worthy of its high theme,--the events in the poet's life will

hardly need dwelling upon, though they throw much light on, and impart

the distinction of a high dignity to, the Laureate's work. The life

Hallam Tennyson describes was, we know, not lived in the public eye, and

was wholly without sensational elements or any of the vapid interests

which usually attach to a man whose name is, in a special sense, public

property, and about whom the world was eagerly, and often officiously,

curious. The life the poet lived, in a popular sense, lacked all that

usually attracts the masses, for he was personally little known to his

generation, rarely seen among large gatherings of the people, and, great

Englishman as he was, was almost a stranger, in his later years at

least, in the English metropolis, or, if we except the seats of the

universities, in any of the chief towns of the kingdom. And yet, in

another and a higher sense, the century has hardly known among its many

intellectual forces one that has been more influential in its effect

upon literary art, or in certain directions has more potently influenced

the ideals and more profoundly given expression to the ethical and

philosophic thought of the time. Secluded as his life was, it was one

not of obscurity or of mere asceticism; on the contrary, it was rich in

all the elements that make for a great reputation, and ever devoted to

strenuous, elevating purpose, and to an ideal poetic career.

So far as his tastes and opportunity offered, Tennyson's life, moreover,

was enriched by many wise and noble friendships, and by intimacy with

not a few of the best and most thoughtful minds of his age. It was

spent, we rejoice to think also, in unceasing toil in and for his high

art, with a resulting productiveness which proved the extent and varied

range of his labors as well as the mastery of his craft.

Until the appearance of the biography referred to, we had known the

Laureate almost wholly through his books. Now, thanks to the

authoritative record of his accomplished surviving son, we know the poet

as he lived, and feel that behind his writings there is a personality of

the most interesting and impressive kind. It is a personality such as

consorts with the opinions which most thoughtful readers of Tennyson's

writings must have had of one of the greatest and serenest minds of the

age,--a poet who, aside from the splendor of his workmanship and the

beauty and melody of his verse, has greatly enriched the poetic

literature of the century, and has, we feel, given profound thought to

the intellectual problems and spiritual aspirations of his era. Nor does

the Memoir, as a revelation of the poet's intellectual and personal

life, fall away, on any page of it, from the high plane on which it has

been prepared and written. There is no undue invasion, which a son's

pride might be apt to make, of domestic privacy, and no dealing with

irrelevant topics or elaboration of those set forth with becoming

modesty and restraint; far less is there the discussion of any subject,

for a trivial or vain purpose. Throughout the work we meet with no

unnecessary lifting of veils or treatment of themes merely to satisfy

morbid curiosity. Everywhere there is the evidence of sound judgment,

unimpeachable taste, and a wholesome sanity. This is especially the case

in the frank revelation of the poet's views on religion and his attitude

towards scientific and theological thought, to which we have ourselves

referred. In this respect, a large debt is due to the biographer for

setting before the reader, not only the high ethical purpose which

Tennyson had in view in selecting the themes of his poems and in the

mode of handling them, but, as we have said, in showing us what beyond

peradventure were his religious opinions, and, despite a certain

curtaining of gloom, how profoundly he was influenced by faith in the

Divine life. Nor is the least interest in the Memoir to be found in the

light the biographer throws on the poet's writings as a whole--how they

were conceived and elaborated, and on the often hidden meaning that

underlies some of the most thoughtful verse. This, to students of the

Laureate's writings, is of high value, in addition to the service

rendered by the biographer in tracing in his father's poetic work the

influences which fashioned it and the pains he took to give it its

marvellous beauty and artistic finish of expression.

It is this instructive as well as skilled and dignified treatment, with

the vast literary and deep personal interest in the life, that will

commend the Memoir to all who are proud of the Laureate's fame, and

wished to have nothing written that was unworthy of either the poet or

the man, or that would in the least detract from his laurels. Nor does

the restraint which the biographer imposes upon himself conceal from us

the man in his human aspects, or lead him to set before the reader an

imaginary, rather than a veritable and real, portraiture. We have a

picture, it is true, of an almost ideal domestic life, and of a man of

rare gifts and fine culture, whose work and career have been and are the

pride and glory of the English-speaking race. But we have also the story

of an author not free from human weaknesses, and though endowed with

manifold and great gifts, yet who had to labor long and earnestly to

perfect himself in his art, and in his early years had much

discouragement and not a little adversity to contend with. With all the

toil and stress his early years had known, when success came to the poet

no one was less unspoiled by it; and when sunshine fell upon and gilded

his life, maturing years brought him serenity, happiness, and, at

length, peace.

Alfred Tennyson was born at his father's rectory, Somersby,

Lincolnshire, August 6,1809. He was the fourth of twelve children, seven

of whom were sons, two of them, Frederick and Charles, being endowed,

like Alfred, with poetic gifts. The poet's mother, a woman of sweet and

tender disposition, had much to do in moulding the future Laureate's

character; while from his father, a man of fine culture, he received not

only much of his education, but his bent towards a recluse, bookish

career. Alfred was from his earliest days a retired, shy child, fond of

reading and given to rhyming, and with a characteristic love of nature

and of quiet rural life. Later on he had a passion for the sea-coast,

and for those scenes of storm and stress about the seagirt shores of old

England which he was so feelingly and with such poetic beauty to depict

in "Sea Dreams," and in those incomparable songs, embodiments at once of

sorrow and of faith, 'Break, break, break,' and 'Crossing the Bar.'

Besides the education he received from his scholarly father, and at a

school at Louth for four years, young Tennyson spent some years at

Trinity College, Cambridge, where, though he did not take a degree, he

won in 1829 the Chancellor's medal for the best English poem of the

year, the subject of which was 'Timbuctoo.' At college he had the good

fortune to number among his friends several men who later in life were,

like himself, to rise to eminence,--such as Henry Alford (afterwards

Dean of Canterbury), R.C. Trench (later Archbishop of Dublin), C.

Merivale (historian and Dean of Ely), Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton),

James Spedding (editor of Lord Bacon's Works), Macaulay, Thackeray, and,

most endeared of all, Arthur Henry Hallam, son of the historian, whose

memory Tennyson has immortalized in "In Memoriam." With him at college

was also his brother Charles, one year his senior, with whom he

collaborated in the collection of verse, issued in 1827, under the title

of "Poems by Two Brothers." In 1830, Tennyson made a journey to the

Pyrenees with Arthur Hallam, who was engaged to the poet's sister

Emilia, and in the same year he published an independent volume,

entitled "Poems chiefly Lyrical." In this, his first venture alone in

poetry, and in another issued in 1832, Tennyson was to manifest to the

world his poetic powers and art, for they contained, besides much

rhythmical and contemplative verse, such poems as 'Mariana,' 'Claribel;

'Lilian,' 'Lady Clare,' 'The Lotus Eaters,' 'A Dream of Pair Women,'

'The May Queen,' and 'The Miller's Daughter,' In spite of the great

promise bodied forth in these works, the volumes were subject to not a

little unfavorable criticism, which stayed his further publishing for a

period of ten years, though not the furtherance of his creative work,

nor his enthusiastic efforts towards increasing the perfection of

his art.

It was not until 1842 that the poet again appeared in print, this time

with a volume to which he appended his name, "Poems by Alfred Tennyson,"

and which gave him high rank among the acknowledged singers of his

day,--Wordsworth, Southey, Landor, Campbell, Rogers, and Leigh Hunt, in

England; and in the New World, Longfellow, Bryant, Lowell, Whittier, and

Emerson. The poet-contemporaries of his youth--Byron, Scott, Coleridge,

Shelley, and Keats--had by this time all died, and in 1843 Southey died,

when Wordsworth, whom Tennyson reverenced, became Poet Laureate. The

gap occasioned by the death of these early English poets of the century

was now to be filled in large measure by Tennyson, though among the

writers of song to arise were the Brownings, Rossetti, Matthew Arnold,

and Swinburne. Critical appreciation of the volume of 1842 was happily

encouraging to the poet; indeed, it was most gratifying, for its many

remarkable beauties were now justly and adequately appraised,

particularly such fine new themes as the volume contained--'Ulysses,'

'Godiva,' 'The Two Voices,' 'The Talking Oak,' 'Oenone,' 'Locksley

Hall,' 'The Vision of Sin,' and 'Morte D'Arthur,' the germ of the future

"Idylls of the King." Nor on this side the Atlantic did the new volume

lack substantial recognition, and from such competent critics as Emerson

and Hawthorne; while among his English contemporaries Tennyson became,

if we except for the time Wordsworth, the acknowledged head of English

song. At this period the poet resided in London or its neighborhood, his

family home in Lincolnshire having been broken up in 1837, six years

after the death of his father. Here, in spite of the secluded life he

led, he became a notable figure in literary circles, and greatly

increased the range of his friends, correspondents, and admirers. Among

the latter were the Carlyles, Thomas and his clever wife Jane being

especially drawn to the poet, and to them we owe interesting sketches

of the personal appearance of Tennyson at this time. Mrs. Carlyle, in

one of her delightful letters gossiping about Dickens, Bulwer-Lytton,

and Tennyson, esteems the latter "the greatest genius of the three,"

adding that "besides, he is a very handsome man, and a noble-hearted

one, with something of the gypsy in his appearance, which for me is

perfectly charming." This is the historian, her husband's, piece of

portraiture: "A fine, large-featured, dim-eyed, bronze-colored,

shaggy-headed man, dusty, smoky, free-and-easy; who swims, outwardly and

inwardly, with great composure in an articulate element as of tranquil

chaos and tobacco smoke; great now and then when he does emerge; a most

restful, brotherly, solid-hearted man." Another portrait we have from

the Chelsea philosopher and scorner of shams which describes the poet

very humanly as "one of the finest-looking men in the world, with a

great shock of rough, dusky, dark hair; bright, laughing, hazel eyes;

massive, aquiline face, most massive, yet most delicate; of sallow-brown

complexion, almost Indian looking; clothes cynically loose,

free-and-easy; smokes infinite tobacco. His voice is musical, metallic,

fit for loud laughter and piercing wail, and all that may lie between;

speech and speculation free and plenteous. I do not meet in these late

decades such company over a pipe! We shall see what he will grow to."

Besides the Carlyles and other notable contemporaries, Tennyson numbered

at this time among his intimates John Sterling, whose life was written

by the author of "Sartor Resartus," James Spedding, Bacon's editor, who

wrote a fine critique of the 1842 volume of poems for the Edinburgh

Review, Aubrey De Vere, Edmund Lushington, A.P. Stanley (afterwards

Dean of Westminster), and Edward Fitzgerald, the future translator of

the "Rubaiyat," or Quatrains of the Persian Poet, Omar Khayyam. These

were all enthusiastic admirers of Tennyson's work and art, and his close

personal friends, who have left on record many interesting sketches of

the poet in their published writings, or in letters to him, and

especially in reminiscences furnished for the Memoir by the poet's son.

Nine years before the appearance of the 1842 volume of Tennyson's verse

the poet's bosom friend, Arthur Hallam, died at an immature age at

Vienna, and his death was the subject of much brooding in noble, elegiac

verse, written, as was Milton's 'Lycidas,' to commemorate the loss of

one very dear to the poet. In "In Memoriam," as all know, Tennyson

sought to assuage his grief and give fine, artistic expression to his

profound sorrow at the loss of his companion and friend; but the work is

more than a labored monument of woe, since it enshrines reflections of

the most exalted and inspiring character on the eternally momentous

themes of life, death, and immortality. The work was published in 1850,

and it at once challenged the admiration of the world for the perfection

of its art, no less than for its high contemplative beauty. This was the

year when Wordsworth passed to the grave, and Tennyson, in his room, was

given the English laureateship. In this year, also, we find him happily

married to Emily S. Sellwood, a lady of Berks, to whom the poet had been

engaged since 1837. With his bride he took up house at Twickenham, near

London, where his son, Hallam Tennyson, was born in 1852. In the

following year he removed to Farringford, on the Isle of Wight, which

was to be his home for forty years, and where, as his son tells us, some

of his best-known works were written. Here, in 1854, his second son,

Lionel, was born, whose young life of promise was terminated by jungle

fever thirty-two years later on a return voyage from India,--all that

was mortal of him finding repose in the depths of the Red Sea. To

complete the chief incidents in the poet's personal career, we may here

record that while Tennyson acquired another home at Aldworth,

Surrey,--where he died Oct. 6, 1892, followed some four years later by

his wife,--his happiest days were spent at Farringford, the pilgrimage

place of many eminent worshippers of the poet's muse, where was

dispensed an unostentatious but open-handed and genial British

hospitality. It should be added that, besides the perquisites which

attach to the office of the Poet Laureate, Tennyson was given from 1845

a pension of £200 ($1000) and that, while in 1865 he refused a

baronetcy, in 1884 he accepted a peerage, and had the honor of burial

(Oct. 12, 1892) in Westminster Abbey.

We now revert to the poet's early, or, rather, to his middle-age,

creative years, and to a resume of his principal writings, with a brief,

running comment on his message and art. In 1847, three years before he

became Laureate, he published "The Princess," a charming narrative poem

in blank verse, which, though it abounds in fine descriptions and has an

obvious moral in the treatment of the theme,--the woman question of

today,--is inherently lacking in unity and strength, as well as weak in

the depicting of the characters. In later editions the poem was amended

in several faulty respects, and was especially enriched by the insertion

between the cantos of many lovely and now familiar songs, which serve

not only to bind together the whole structure of the poem, but to

enhance and enforce its high moral meaning. Any analysis of "The

Princess" is here deemed unnecessary, since it must not only be familiar

to most readers of the poet's works, but familiar also in the varied

annotated editions of such editors as Rolfe, Woodberry, and Wilson

Farrand. Familiar, it is believed, also, that it will be to Tennysonian

students in the "Study of the Princess," with critical and explanatory

notes by Dr. S.E. Dawson, of Montreal (now of Ottawa, Canada),--an able

commentary which received the approval of Lord Tennyson himself, and

elicited from him a highly interesting letter to the author on points in

the poem either misunderstood or not discerningly apprehended by other

critics and reviewers. The purport of the poem, it may be said, however,

is to frown upon revolutionary attempts to alter the position of women,

of scholastically be-gowned and college-capped dames, who would seek by

other than nature's ways to put the sex upon an equality with man, while

repressing their own individuality, doing violence to their maternal

instincts, and trampling upon their "gracious household ways." In the

handling of the "medley" Tennyson brings into exercise not only his

far-seeing powers, which were greatly in advance of his time, but his

gifts of raillery and humor, especially in the early divisions of the

poem, as well as his high, serious motives in the moral lessons to which

he points in the later cantos, where he aims at the elevation of women

in correspondence with the diversity of their natures, for, as he

himself says, "Woman is not undeveloped man, but diverse." His ideal of

perfect womanhood he would attain through the awakening power of the

affections and the transforming power of love, rather than by ignoring

the difference of physique, founding women's universities, and becoming

blue-stockinged high priestesses of learning. Of the medley of

characters in the poem, poet-princes in disguise at the college,

violet-hooded lady principals,

"With prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans,

And sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair,"

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