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Sir Walter Scott was a Scottish novelist, poet, historian, and biographer, widely recognized as the founder and master of the historical novel. His most celebrated works, including Waverley, Rob Roy, and Ivanhoe, helped shape not only the genre of historical fiction but also modern perceptions of Scottish culture and identity.
Born in Edinburgh in 1771, Scott was the son of a solicitor and a mother with a strong interest in literature and history. At the age of two, he contracted polio, which left him with a permanent limp. He spent much of his childhood in the Scottish Borders, where he developed a deep fascination with the region's folklore, ballads, and history. He studied at Edinburgh High School and later at the University of Edinburgh, qualifying as a lawyer in 1792. Though he worked in law for some time, his literary ambitions soon took precedence.
Scott began his literary career with translations and collections of traditional ballads, notably in his Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border. He gained early fame with narrative poems such as The Lay of the Last Minstrel and The Lady of the Lake. As the popularity of poetic storytelling declined, especially with the rise of Lord Byron, Scott turned to prose. His first novel, Waverley, published anonymously in 1814, was set during the Jacobite rising of 1745 and is considered the first true historical novel. The success of Waverley led to a long series of novels, known collectively as the Waverley Novels, which blended historical events with compelling fictional narratives.
Over the following years, Scott produced a remarkable number of novels, including Old Mortality, The Heart of Midlothian, and The Bride of Lammermoor, each contributing to the romantic image of Scotland that became popular throughout Europe. With Ivanhoe, published in 1819, he turned his attention to medieval England, broadening his appeal and confirming his status as a major literary figure. His works were not only popular in his own time but also laid the groundwork for historical fiction as a respected literary form.
Scott married Charlotte Genevieve Charpentier in 1797, and they had five children. In 1820, he was granted a baronetcy and became Sir Walter Scott. He built a grand home, Abbotsford House, near Melrose, which reflected his passion for history and the Scottish past. However, in 1825, financial disaster struck when his publishers went bankrupt. Rather than declare bankruptcy himself, Scott chose to work tirelessly to pay off the debts through his writing. He continued to produce novels and non-fiction works at a staggering pace despite declining health.
Walter Scott died in 1832, leaving behind a literary legacy that influenced generations of writers and readers. His works remain widely read and studied, and he is credited with helping to revive interest in Scottish history and culture. Abbotsford House, now a museum, stands as a monument to his life and achievements.
To town and tower, to down and dale, To tell red Flodden’s dismal tale, And raise the universal wail. Tradition, legend, tune, and song, Shall many an age that wail prolong: Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife, and carnage drear, Of Flodden’s fatal field, Where shivered was fair Scotland’s spear, And broken was her shield!
I wish I could write a review to do this great epic justice, but words fail me. Suffice it to say, I could hardly put the book down! I carried it with me everywhere - on walks, while doing chores, even running errands! It felt like I was transported to another world. Scott seemed to put his own native Scottish air into his writing...I could almost hear the rushing of the mountain streams and smell the heather on the moors.
William Michael Rossetti, who wrote a biographical sketch of Scott in my edition of 'The Lady of the Lake' (I'm going to start on that right away! 😃), said that a good narrative poet must possess the gifts of "virility, knowledge of life, character, and circumstance, quick sympathy with man and nature, flow of invention, variety of presentment, and a heart that vibrates to the noble and the right." All these Scott most certainly had to no small degree, and every other heart that is capable of responding to whatever is true and beautiful, must thrill at his words!
This was my first attempt at reading poetry by Sir Walter Scott. I chose this title, because it was mentioned as loved by Jane Austen. Thankfully, Scott's Marmion is written in short rhyming sentences which made it easier to understand than other poetry I've read. And it tells the story of Lord Marmion. What makes Marmion difficult is the old Scottish language. Overall, I probably understood about one third of what I was reading, but the words were lovely and for whatever reason, I didn't want to stop prematurely. This is something I would like to try to read again...
A great story, in six Cantos, pitting Lord Marmion against Sir Ralph de Wilton and culminating in the battle of Flodden Field in 1513. There’s also a nun who gets walled up alive for breaking her vows. Once I got past the first Canto, I was engrossed in the story because the second Canto has the story of the disgraced nun Constance, her testimony to the tribunal, and her punishment, and the story gets better from there.
This was a very difficult read for me, because it takes me some time to get used to this poetry. I had to read it out loud so that I could see the structure, but once I got into the poem and the story, I really enjoyed it. Scott was an excellent poet, and he included rhymed couplets in iambic tetrameter and alternating rhyme in iambic pentameter, as well as nested rhyme. To give a very popular example, there is this aphorism from Canto 6, 17th stanza:
Oh! what a tangled web we weave When first we practise to deceive!
Marmion is also the source of “Lochinvar”, which is in many anthologies:
O young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarm’d, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Jane Austen mentions Marmion in Persuasion, Charlotte Bronte mentions it in Jane Eyre, and Anne Bronte mentions it in The Tenant of Wildfell Hall.
I read this book as it is referred to in Stoker's Dracula (as containing the legend of the erring nun who was walled up in Whitby Abbey and whose ghost allegedly haunts the abbey to this day) - there's not much about Whitby in here, but it is a great epic poem and I really enjoyed reading it. The poem recalls an age of chivalry and I particularly liked the way Scott addressed each canto to an individual with an initial poem about the seasons and the place he was writing from. I know he was criticised for including these as it was generally felt that they disrupted the flow of his epic poem, but I thought they really added to the poem and informed the reader about the poet himself (I also liked the introduction with the image of the romantic Walter Scott galloping his horse up and down the beach in between his military training) It's a wonderful image, rendered so vividly.
It was interesting to read in this poem that Stoker (or Mina Murray) makes a mistake in Dracula, and the nun referred to in Marmion was actually walled up in Lindsifarne Priory, not St Hilda's Whitby. This is a great poem - well worth reading.
5 stars & 5/10 hearts. This poem is gorgeous. I loved it from the very beginning and loved it all the way through. The writing style is splendid, and the meter is lovely! I really enjoyed the story and setting, and the messages + themes were so good. Honestly it only made me love Scott’s writing more. I’ll have to reread this often. <3
Content: Characters are Catholic; mentions of wine, magic and magic beings; a voice from heaven prophecies death; a man carries on with a married woman; Marmion lusts for a woman; a girl passes as a page.
Away these wingèd years have flown, To join the mass of ages gone; And though deep marked, like all below, With checkered shades of joy and woe; Though thou o’er realms and seas hast ranged, Marked cities lost, and empires changed, While here, at home, my narrower ken Somewhat of manners saw, and men; Though varying wishes, hopes, and fears, Fevered the progress of these years, Yet now, days, weeks, and months but seem The recollection of a dream, So still we glide down to the sea Of fathomless eternity.
Writers nowadays are taught that every scene must serve a purpose and that you must start in the middle of the story and that you must keep the plot moving along sprightly. Which is probably why I much prefer nineteenth century literature, and why many of my favorite twentieth century authors (I don't think I have a favorite from the twenty-first century yet) break the rules. Starting the story with the main character's childhood, and spending time setting the mood or describing the scenery, all practices common in the nineteenth century, may irritate the hasty, and are sometimes a struggle for me, but so often they pay off in a much richer, deeper reading experience.
Even in his age, Scott was scolded for his rambly introductions to each Canto of this poem, but I think they contain some of his best poetry, like these two couplets from the "Introduction to Canto First":
"November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear."
"No longer Autumn's glowing red Upon our Forest hills is shed."
And I love how he shifts from reassuring his children that spring will come again, to mourning his country's "winter" state and wondering whether there will be such glorious heroes as Nelson et al. again. The whole thing is only peripherally related to the main plot of Marmion, and yet to me it adds a richness and a melancholy to the tale. And the nice thing about Marmion is, if you don't like that sort of thing, you can just skip the intros and read the Cantos!
Highly recommended to any fan of Sir Walter Scott, to any fan of epic poetry, and to any fan of nineteenth century literature. There's a reason this poem was quoted in so many classics, and popular for over a century.
For those who don't know, this is a poem in six cantos, but each canto is prefaced by a long poetic dedicatory canto. I found I liked the historical story, but found the preliminary poems less interesting and rather intrusive. I think if I had been reading it in book, rather than ebook, format I would have skipped the contemporary parts and just read the Marmion cantos.
I read this because it was billed as an epic poem about the Battle of Flodden and, since it was by Walter Scott, I thought it would be told from the Scottish point of view. But the villain, the hero, and the damsel(s) in distress are all English. Scott can turn a phrase, to be sure, but this was not my favorite of his works--except for the ballad of Lochinvar and his bride in the Canto V. The disposition of Marmion's remains was interesting, though. I suppose such things did happen more than once "back in the day."
Those who know me, know that I love Walter Scott. Therefore, it's no surprise that I found myself enamoured with the story of the caddish Marmion in the days preceding the Battle of Flodden. I usually read Scott's novels, so it was a delightful change to be reminded of Scott's skill in the technical and creative aspects of verse.
This is the first instalment of the new Edinburgh Edition of Scott's Poetry. As with the novels, the Edinburgh Edition has cleared up mistakes that crept into the text, returning it, as much as possible to what Scott intended. The notes were helpful in terms of placing the text in its literary and cultural context.
Honestly, Sir Walter, did it never occur to you that the important plot points, which help to make sense of the rest of the work, would be better brought out at the beginning ? Or maybe even in the middle? This poem is just like his early novels, hours and hours of scene setting and bits of info before the actual meat is approached. I can only be thankful I live when I do, with the richness of literature available, rather than in the early 19th century when this could create a sensation.
The language is absolutely beautiful, though difficult to get through and understand at certain points (especially with important plot events so far apart). Didn't know the famous line was Scott's however, and that was exciting to come across toward the end.
After reading all of Scott's twenty odd Waverley novels, this was the first of his first epic poems that I tried. Disappointing. His characterization is there, his flair for romantic description and his ability to present conflicting emotional motivations, but sadly, these do not discount the negative impact of a largely misdirected narrative thrust to his story.
The poem is cast in six cantos, each of about a thousand lines. However, each canto is prefaced with a two- to three-hundred line introduction, addressed to one of Scott's personal friends, and having virtually nothing to do with the story he is purportedly telling. There are lovely pastoral descriptions and many references to prevailing superstitions, current and recently passed political leaders as well as classical authors, but one wonders at their ultimate value.
Then, there is the story itself. Supposedly focused on the defeat in the early sixteenth century of the Scottish forces under James IV at Flodden Field by the English who had been sent against them by Henry VIII, this is but a pretext for the much more intimate story of the title character, an English emissary to James; a noble lady named Clare whom he has pursued (largely for the value of the lands winning her hand would bring to him); another woman, named Catherine who, out of love for Marmion has run away from her convent and tried - unsuccessfully - to have Clare poisoned. She is now condemned to death for these crimes. Finally, De Wilton, another English nobleman, has been recently dishonored by some scurrilously forged letters sent via an unwitting Clare by Marmion, who bested his rival at single combat. Relatively good stuff, you might opine, but the problem is that all of these occurred BEFORE the actual poem commences, and were it not for some overly-officious and copious notes appended to each Canto, I would have been hard pressed to sort these matters out.
Much of the actual poem is composed more of a series of picturesque tableaux than a series of narrative actions. Each Canto has a setting: 1 Castle, 2 Convent, 3 Hostel, 4 Camp, 5 Court and 6 Battle, and Scott's normal ability to juxtapose conflicting motives with engaging turns of plot sadly fails him. Having completed my reading, the most impressive writing I remember is that describing the Scottish forces arrayed before battle in the opening one or two hundred lines of Canto 4. It is as Scott were so mesmerized by the gallantry of his romantic scene that he forgot to tell a story. Even the 'battle' focuses more on what happens to Clare (actually, more to her state of mind than any 'action'), who has been left on its outskirts. The any actual cut and thrust of violent engagement is almost totally absent from the Canto entitled 'Battle'.
The mixed fates of Marmion, De Wilton, Clare and Catherine are at least succinctly described and the conclusion, even given its panegyric to Pitt (the poem was published in 1808, at the time of the Napoleonic Wars) is neatly presented. Scott's rather prosaic iambic pentameter and aabbcc.... rhyme scheme is adequate to the task if not poetically inspiring.
Scott appears to have written about ten other narrative poems, and I'll work my way through them, with the most famous 'Lady of the Lake' being next in my schedule. Hope they get better and come at least close to matching his mastery as a writer which he repeatedly showed in his novels.
Walter Scott erzählt die Geschichte vom Battle of Flodden Field, in dem James IV gegen die Engländer kämpfte. Im Zentrum der Geschichte steht der Ritter Marmion, der auf der englischen Seite kämpft. Er ist in Clara de Clare verliebt und tut alles, um sie für sich zu gewinnen.
Edler Ritter hat unedle Absichten bei einer jungen Frau. Um ihre Liebe zu gewinnen, unternimmt er einiges: er kämpft in einer Schlacht, er schickt ihren Verlobten ins Exil und trotzdem will sie nichts mit ihm zu tun haben. Da hilft es auch nichts, dass Sir Walter Scott seine edlen Eigenschaften in (viel zu) vielen Versen anpreist. Lieber geht sie ins Kloster.
Vielleicht hätte ich ihrem Beispiel folgen und das Buch ignorieren sollen. Ich fand die Versform anfangs interessant, aber nach ein paar Seiten war der Reiz des Neuen vorbei. Die Geschichte ging leider noch gefühlte Ewigkeiten weiter. Nein, für mich war die Geschichte des nicht so ganz edlen Ritters nichts.
This poem came to my attention because it is mentioned one time in the 1961 novel, "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie", by Muriel Spark. Flodden Field is mentioned very early on in the novel in Part 1 of six parts. Marmion is mentioned nearer the novel's halfway point. I did not know the historical importance of the Battle of Flodden Field or the subject and narrative of the fictional characters in Marmion. Now I have a better idea of both. Marmion is beautiful poetry! Goodness and Truth prevail in Sir Walter Scott's imagined story of a cast of characters who lived around 1513. Systems of loyalty and occurrences of betrayal take place in Marmion. Muriel Spark writes of these same themes in her novel of a school in Edinburgh in before-and-after World War II. I believe the two works can be read as studies which shed light on each other.
I finally read Marmion after all these years, and found it both interesting and dense. Part of this reaction is likely due to archaic and flowery language, with references and allusions that were likely understood by his contemporary audience but more difficult for modern readers. The dedication poems before each canto to me added nothing to the story line, so I skimmed those. I also started reading the poem as straight prose which made it easier to digest. The backstory regarding Wilton took a very long time to unfold, and then happened very quickly.
Marmion was excellent; although, The Lady of the Lake is still my absolute favorite epic poem written by Sir Walter Scott. I was so pleased that things ended well for fair Clara and her fiancée, De Wilton. Scott does know how to craft a beautiful happy ending. He has quickly become one of my favorites!