A reader
complains that I quote others too often and, sometimes, at too great a length. I consider
quotation an act of courtesy, the least I can do. Great writers have said many things better and
more memorably than I. It would be rude to elbow them aside and start
bloviating on my own. Besides, the lineage of blogging, in my understanding,
traces straight back to the commonplace book.
The line
quoted above, for instance, was written by George Lyttleton (1883-1962), a
longtime housemaster and English teacher at Eton. His correspondent is Rupert
Hart-Davis (1907-1999), a publisher and editor best remembered for editing The Collected
Letters of Oscar Wilde (1962). Hart-Davis had been Lyttleton’s student at
Eton in 1925-26. They met again at a dinner party in 1955 and started a regular
exchange of letters that continued until Lyttleton’s death in 1962. The
Lyttelton/Hart-Davis Letters was published in six volumes between 1978 and
1984. I read them about eight years ago.
Hart-Davis
wrote the passage at the top when dismissing Lyttelton’s apology for the “tediously
otiose” act of quoting Dr. Johnson. I’d be out of business if I couldn’t quote
Johnson. That’s how the literary tradition works. Reading isn’t an obligatory,
mechanical act, undertaken to earn a degree or impress the rubes. We read to
live, to grow, to become ourselves. We’re not in this life alone. Here is
Lyttleton, Hart-Davis’ senior by twenty-four years:
“Do you ever
get things quite wrong? Because here is the perfect defense: `What is obvious
is not always known, what is known is not always present. Sudden fits of
inadvertency will surprise vigilance; slight avocations will seduce attention.
And casual eclipses of the mind will darken learning.’ Isn’t it perfect?
Johnson, of course.”
Lyttleton is
quoting from the “Preface” to A Dictionary of the English Language
(1755), with its characteristically Johnsonian tone of mingled humility and
audacity. Lyttleton's letters are laced with casual references to Johnson’s
life and work. Johnson owned a piece of him, as great writers often do. His allusions
are never stuffy or deployed in a show-off manner. They amount to the small
talk of civilized men. In 1960, Hart-Davis suggests his former teacher reread The
Bridge at San Luis Rey (1927) by Thornton Wilder. Lyttleton replies to his former
student: “I shall certainly read San Luis Rey again. I remember greatly
liking it, and it is high time for a re-reading—on the whole life’s greatest
pleasure” – a pleasure sealed when the re-reader quotes the memorable bits.
1 comment:
Mr. Kurp, if a selection from your blog is ever prepared, this posting should appear close to the beginning.
Such reading as you describe hasn't always been available to everyone, but a great many people in the West have had the opportunity, at least, to hear the Bible read to them. Such readings may have been speedily muffled by the pastor's or priest's sometimes bathetic commentary, but I'd like to think the "seed of the word" may often have taken root.
I was reminded of Blind Willie Johnson's "Nobody's fault but Mine." The man was on to something there.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_o4omd8T5c
I wouldn't disparage doctrine! But there's more there than that. The Testaments are the great code of art, as Blake said. There's wisdom, history, and entertainment there.
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