Selected Letters of Siegfried Sassoon and Edmund Blunden, 1919-1967
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THE PICKERING MASTERS SELECTED LETTERS OF SIEGFRIED SASSOON AND EDMUND BLUNDEN, 1919–1967 Contents of the Edition Volume 1 Letters 1919–1931 Volume 2 Letters 1932–1947 Volume 3 Letters 1951–1967 SELECTED LETTERS OF SIEGFRIED SASSOON AND EDMUND BLUNDEN, 1919–1967 Edited by Carol Z. Rothkopf Volume 2 Letters 1932–1947 First published 2012 by Pickering & Chatto (Publishers) Limited Published 2016 by Routledge 2 Park Square, Milton Park, Abingdon, Oxon OX14 4RN 52 Vanderbilt Avenue, New York, NY 10017, USA Routledge is an imprint of the Taylor & Francis Group, an informa business © Taylor & Francis 2012 © Editorial material Carol Z. Rothkopf 2012 Th e letters of Siegfried Sassoon, his poem ‘Blunden’s Beech’, as well as short extracts from of his other works are copyright © by Siegfried Sassoon and published by the kind permission of Th e Estate of George Sassoon. 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Notice: Product or corporate names may be trademarks or registered trademarks , and are used only for identification and explanation without intent to infringe. british library cataloguing in publication data Selected letters of Siegfried Sassoon and Edmund Blunden, 1919–1967. – (Th e Pickering masters) 1. Sassoon, Siegfried, 1886–1967 – Correspondence. 2. Blunden, Edmund, 1896–1974 – Correspondence. 3. Poets, English – 20th century – Correspond ence. I. Series II. Sassoon, Siegfried, 1886-1967. III. Blunden, Edmund, 1896–1974. IV. Rothkopf, Carol Zeman. 821.9’1208-dc23 ISBN-13: 978-1-84893-354-5 (set) Typeset by Pickering & Chatto (Publishers) Limited CONTENTS Letters 1932–1947 1 1932 Fitz House 5 January 1932 Since, Edmund, thou to Teff ont can’st not come, (Asthma and Infl uenza, – loathéd names, – Being inmates of thy frame And joyless janitors) In solitude, with faltering fi ngers cold, While Winter howls around the chiminies, I Th y pensive votary sit And hymn thy favourite name. Nevertheless, from Tickell’s Works to quote,1 (Whose poem on Peace I read ere this I wrote) “Th ee, thee an hundred languages shall claim, And savage Indians swear by Annie’s name.” By the way, I have discovered the worst user of Collins’s immortal stanza form, in one Ferdinand Weston (1803). Specimen; from his Ode, To False Sensibility. “All thy religious pious cant is vain. What though subscriptions see they name inscribed For many a splendid gift ? ’Tis ostentation all.” Well, I suppose I must expect you in April, – a pleasant thought, though three months intervene and in dewy fi ngered Feb. I must steer my way to Oxford’s towers and contribute an interruption to your multitude of them. But Far be it from me to damp a single spark Of Lectures upon Lamb for Cambridge Clark – Illustrious series once adorned by Gosse, And since by some who might have made him cross! – 1 – 2 Selected Letters of Siegfr ied Sassoon and Edmund Blunden: Volume 2 Let it be so. In Wiltshire where I am, Steering my daily course On my refractory horse, Gazing on sheep, I’ll think of thee – and Lamb, And while Spring tarrieth slow, know Th at by the perfect process of the hours Th y grave discourses grow To upland levels colonied with fl owers. I see the use. Taught thus to fi nd content, I’ll mildly sally forth (O sirs!) On fi nding fi rst editions bent, And be the bane of not-too-knowing booksellers And (O my soul awake!) Return some evening on a south-west breeze, While one-legged thrushes make (Th ere’s one who haunts my lawn) loud litanies Of sorrow for some Th orp2 whose fi endish fate Doomed him to sell me for a fi ve pound note (In boards, with rare Erratum Note) Lyrical Ballads, 1798. SS 1. Th omas Tickell (1686–1740), poet, friend and associate of Addison in the government of Ireland. 2. Th orp, second-hand bookshop in Guildford. Merton College 24 January 1932 Dear Siegfried, What a dark interval I have left since your poem lightened the opacity of my illness1 and scrawling imprisonment at Yalding. And meanwhile I have returned to this noble room (and the horse and the pigeons under the window, sensibly eating on while bells do toll and pens do strive), some nine days; and I have scribbled whole shoals and sects of silly letters, and even been to Cambridge to disgorge my fi rst lec ture. Alas, I have only three and a bit done as yet, and much else to provide for several occasions. – Th e fi rst chance I got, I asked Sir J. J. Th omson2 if he recalled E. Gosse’s lectures;3 he did, and the subsequent disturbance, through Churton Collins,4 who discovered a wrong date or two. But he couldn’t picture, or did not, the still youthful E. G. in action. How hard it is at will to recover the actualities! I am well aware of that; can’t paint a portrait at all, though I can see it altogether. S. Cockerell was pre sent, and I hope to see him more at leisure this week. He informed me (for I had been 1932 3 too shy or dim-sighted to distinguish those in the large Hall) that A. E. Housman had been present. A. Hayashi has been seriously ill, and alone at that, and I am still anxious about her. I think I mentioned that M. Blunden had obstructed my plans for proceeding with my children’s education without resorting to the law and taking them fi nally from her. But I hate paying out once again to the lawyers, and indeed they have made me almost penniless between them; now I shall improve the situa tion somewhat, but don’t feel like weakening it again at once, and moreover I don’t intend spending £300 a year on “educating” those children. I am too tired a man to take on that conventional burden besides those I bear and think it an honour to bear – Th ey must blame her later, and approach me in a good spirit, and I will do them good. – Sorry to hurl all my aff airs at you in one salvo again, but you will not misun derstand. Did you read that the Ramparts of Ypres are to be pulled down by way of providing municipal employment! It was reported in the Times and may be mainly correct. Still, I have a very fair model of those Ramparts in 1916–7 in my mind, and – why, this world cannot be perpetual. “And the cock wouldn’t crow/And the bull wouldn’t low”5 as Tennyson puts it. – I am transcribing your worst Collinsiana into my annotated edition,6 which contains several curiosities but none better. I have it here, will brandish it when you come. Bring the one-legged thrush, he will sing of sentry-groups, Lewis Guns, the rations and the relief. – My little book for Longman7 (on Hawstead mostly, but occasionally excursional) is with the printer. Ponder that, thou genuine countryman, and proceed with the History of Matfi eld; and the parts adjacent, thou Lambarde8 of our age. Restore Branbridges, and the cricket-players of Town Matling. But now I must prepare for chapel and subsequent ceremoniousness, alas! for I would rather be walking round a barn with Gilbert and his terrier. Yours aff ectionately, Edmund P.S.-P.S. My old friend W. H. Fyfe, headmaster of Christ’s Hospital, and now prin cipal of Queen’s University, Kingston, Ont., has written to me about a review he edits, called the Queen’s Quarterly (well known in Canada). He is eager to raise its literary standard, and asks us, and you by name, to contribute poems. I sent him one, and wish you would.9 Th e Quarterly pays I think fi ft een dollars for a short poem, quite handsome. (For my last in the Observer;10 a better piece, I was sent two guineas; I protested, and 1 more is to be paid.) Well, if you have an item and have no particular objective elsewhere, W. H. F. would, as he says, “love” to get it. 1. Infl uenza. 2. Sir James John Th omson (1856–1940), physicist, discoverer of the electron; Master of Trinity College from 1918 to 1940. 3. Gosse was the second Clark Lecturer from 1884 to 1889. His lectures published in From Shakespeare to Pope: An Enquiry into the Causes and Phenomena of the Rise of Classical Poetry in England (1885). 4. John Churton Collins (1848–1908), scholar and critic described by Tennyson as ‘a louse in the locks of literature’, decried Gosse’s ‘gross and palpable blunders’ in the Clark Lec tures. For more on this cause célèbre, see Th waite, Edmund Gosse, pp. 276–97. 4 Selected Letters of Siegfr ied Sassoon and Edmund Blunden: Volume 2 5. Maeldune. 6. Th e Poetical Works of William Collins (1858).