Vishvesh Obla wrote:
> We discussed once in this list Eliot's malicious
> remarks on D.H.Lawrence. I even made a few quotes
> related to what Eliot calls 'deplorable religious
> upbringing' of D.H.Lawrence. This essay (perhaps, the
> whole book) is for sure a slur to Eliot?s works.
> While he seems to me to have shifted his stance from
> various other issues he discussed in this book (one of
> them probably his ?anti-semitic? stand), what strikes
> me is that he continued to pour venom in whatever he
> said about Lawrence.
Vishvesh it appears that you are aware of this bit of Lawrence bashing
below. Eliot wrote this more than a decade before After Strange Gods.
(Well, as for the bashing, TSE _is_ nice at points). I have Eliot's
London Letters to The Dial almost ready for my website and, since I
have them available for a cut and paste, I'm posting Eliot's opinion
on Lawrence in support of your point.
One writer, and indeed, in my opinion, the most interesting novelist
in England--who has apparently been somewhat affected by Dostoevsky,
is Mr D. H. Lawrence. Mr Lawrence has progressed--by fits and starts,
it is true; for he has perhaps done nothing as good as a whole as Sons
and Lovers. He has never yet, I think, quite surrendered himself to
his work. He still theorizes at times when he should merely see. His
theory has not yet reached the point at which it is no longer a
theory, he still requires (at the end of Aaron's Rod) the mouthpiece
for an harangue. But there is one scene in this book--a dialogue
between an Italian and several Englishmen, in which one feels that the
whole is governed by a creator who is purely creator, with the
terrifying disinterestedness of the true creator. And for that we can
forgive Mr Lawrence his subsequent lapse into a theory of human
But Lawrence isn't the only one who gets the treatment:
Mr Frost seems the nearest equivalent to an English poet,
specializing in New England torpor; his verse, it is regretfully said,
is uninteresting, and what is uninteresting is unreadable,
and what is unreadable is not read. There, that is done.
Quote on Lawrence is from page 331 of
Eliot, T.S., 'London Letter,' The Dial, New York, vol. LXXIII, no. 3,
(September, 1922) pp. 329-331
Quote on Frost is from page 513 of
Eliot, T.S., 'London Letter,' The Dial, New York, vol. LXXII, no. 5,
(May, 1922) pp. 510-513