Browning is in a mad rush to send the proofs for 'part two' of Dramatic Romances and Lyrics off to Miss Barrett for her review before they go back to the publisher:
"Tuesday 9. a.m.
I got this on coming home last night—have just run thro’ it this morning, and
send it that time may not be lost. Faults, faults,—but I don’t know how I have
got tired of this– The Tragedies will be better, at least the second–
At 3. this day! Bless you–RB"
Miss Barrett sends back 'part one' the same day:
"I write in haste, not to lose time about the proof. You
will see on the papers here my
doubtfulnesses such as they are—but silence swallows up the admirations ..
& there is no time. ‘Theocrite’ overtakes that wish of
mine which ran on so fast—and the ‘Duchess’ grows & grows the more I
look—and ‘Saul’ is noble & must have his full royalty some day.
Would it not
be well, by the way, to print it in the meanwhile as a fragment confessed ..
sowing asterisks at the end. Because as a poem of yours it stands there &
wants unity, & people cant be expected to understand the difference between
incompleteness & defect, unless you make a sign. For the new poems—they are
full of beauty.
You throw largesses out on all sides without counting the coins:
how beautiful that ‘Night & Morning’ .. & the ‘Earth’s Immortalities’ ..
& the ‘Song’ too– And for your ‘Glove’,
all women should be grateful,—&
Ronsard, honoured, in this fresh shower of music on his old grave ..
though the
chivalry of the interpretation, as well as much beside, is so plainly yours, ..
could only be yours perhaps. And even you are forced to let in a third
person .. close to the doorway .. before you can do any good– What a noble lion
you give us too, with the 'flash on his forehead',—& 'leagues in the desert
already' as we look on him!– And then, with what a ‘curious felicity’ you turn
the subject ‘glove’ to another use & strike De Lorge’s blow back on him with
it, in the last paragraph of your story!– And the versification! And the lady’s
speech—(to return!) so calm, & proud—yet a little bitter!
Am I not to thank you for all my pleasure & pride in
these poems?—while you stand by & try to talk them down, perhaps–
Tell me how your mother is—tell me how you are … you who
never were to be told twice about walking. Gone the way of all promises, is that
promise?
Ever yours EBB"
Well, she likes the poems even as she bravely offers suggestions--to make them and Browning more manageable for the general reader. Sacrificing genius for market share? Don't be so cynical!
Yes, Ms. Neville-Sington, Mrs. Browning would have praised "The Ring and The Book", even as she found the subject of murder distasteful.
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