Two shades of “Faithful to the end” amended


"Faithful to the end" amended
From the Heavenly clause -
Lucrative indeed the offer
But the Heart withdraws -

"I will give" the base Proviso -
Spare Your "Crown of Life" -
Those it fits, too fair to wear it -
Try it on Yourself -



"Faithful to the end" amended
From the Heavenly clause -
Constancy with a Proviso
Constancy abhors -

"Crowns of Life" are servile Prizes
To the stately Heart,
Given for the Giving, solely,
No Emolument.

[FR 1386]

So, trying to sort out these two poems (or one revised) has been enjoyable. And the answer to the question is: I don’t know. These poems are Dickinson writing by analogy, and she doesn’t reveal the context. The best that we can do is to understand the point she is making (the thrust of her analogy) then maybe make some not-unreasonable guesses as to what she might have been talking about. To give a fascinating example of what one means by analogy without context, I found the following passage in Sewall’s biography that likely, by contrast, gives context to a poem that we might otherwise interpret entirely differently. And fascinatingly, it also hinges on the word faith:

Dear Mr Bowles.
Thank you.

"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency

You spoke of the “East.” I have thought about it this winter.
Dont you think you and I should be shrewder, to take the Mountain Road?
That Bareheaded life — under the grass — worries one like a Wasp.
The Rose is for Mary.

Emily

Sewall precedes this letter by writing:

The problems this letter raises are a prelude to the more complicated problems of several subsequent and apparently crucial letters and poems to Bowles. In these the interchangeability of the frames of reference [context] is far more baffling. For instance, the language of marriage that permeates many of the poems—”wife,” “bride,” “husband”—can be read with credibility as pointing either up or down, to a celestial relationship or to a human. And the human fulfillment for which she years may be either one of erotic passion or the joy of “greatness” as a published poet (this last in spite of her protests to the two editors).

Sewall concludes by analyzing the letter above:

This, indeed, is a test case, and as such worth dwelling on. Every sentence except the last needs explication, including the quatrain. “Thank you”—for what? The quatrain itself—from the 1891 edition of the Poems onward, it is printed quite apart from the letter—has usually been taken as her tiny critique of a theology that neglected the evidence of science, perhaps a bow to Hitchcock and her early training in Amherst Academy and Mount Holyoke. But other and more immediate implications arise when it is viewed in the context of the letter. If the letter is seen as part of Emily’s dialogue with Bowles about publishing her poems, it becomes an appeal to read her poems with more perception. In this reading, she cannot live on the “faith” that somehow, someday, some editor will see her work for what it is and publish it. She has run out of patience; this is an “Emergency.” Get a microscope! The “East,” about which Bowles had spoken to her, may be the world of the Boston and New York publishers. But she urges Bowles not to wait for them. Would it not be “prudent,” “shrewder,” for her poems to take the “Mountain Road” the pass between the range of hills that separates Amherst and Springfield) for publication in the Republican? Time is running out. There may be a sense of urgency because of Bowle’s health, which had been precarious for several years. “That Bareheaded life—under the grass—worries one like a Wasp.” [pp 478-479]

Sewall presents this as a possible interpretation, then follows that up with a theological interpretation of the letter and the quatrain, referencing words that were shared with other poems.

We just don’t know. Given that the imagery, language and stories of Christian mythology were a shared language, it can feel like a coin toss as to whether Dickinson was making a theological statement or using theological paradigms to make secular arguments.

This is what one confronts when reading the two versions Faithful to the end. The phrases Faithful to the end and Crown of Life are both drawn from the Bible and have specific doctrinal meanings, but Dickinson may have simply been using these commonly understood concepts as shorthand.

So there’s that. Secondly, there are two versions. The question arises: Are both these versions making the same point, or is the revision also revising the argument? I’m inclined to think that both poems are making the same point and that Dickinson preserved them because they compliment each other. This allows the reader of both poems to use each to interpret and inform the other. If, by contrast, she’s making different arguments in each poem, then they’re different poems in the sense that one can’t reliably inform the other.

What do they mean? There’s enough non-recoverable deletions and ellision that one can read these poems in two mutually exclusive ways. And once you see the poem one way, it’s hard to unsee it. (Many of Dickinson’s poems are like this, reminding me of those classic illusions that can’t be seen both ways at once.)

For example, one can interpret these poems as a rejection of unwavering faithfulness demanded by the “Heavenly Clause”. The speaker “rejects this offer, suggesting that true loyalty is not conditional upon reward or recognition.” The argument of the poems, in this case, is between loyalty and true loyalty. One reads Dickinson’s argument in the second version as saying that what is “given” by the heart is done solely “for the Giving” and not for any heavenly “Emolument”. This interprets the first version as claiming that “I will give” is the base/foundational law, full stop, and not: I will give with the proviso that I get something in return—a crown of life. Spare me that, she writes. And once you’ve seen the poem this way, it’s hard to unsee. The trouble with this interpretation, to me, is that it’s not the simplest interpretation. It violates Occam’s Quill in that, in my opinion, it requires us make an awful lot of undeletions. “Crowns of Life” are servile Prizes/ To the stately Heart/Because what is Given is given for the sake of Giving, solely, and for No [not for any] Emolument.” Further, this interpretation doesn’t wholly make sense given that the Christian doctrine she ostensibly rejects is offering precisely what she presents as the preferred alternative—nothing. The Crown of Life is a heavenly reward for good behavior—not anything for the living. In life, you give for the sake of giving with no expectation of earthly reward. Dickinson’s difference, read this way, is really a distinction without a difference. This strikes me as a somewhat fussy, moralistic argument compared to Dickinson’s usual fare.

I interpret the poem in the totally opposite sense.

She is, in fact, entirely rejecting the idea that one should give without the expectation of reward. I think the poems hinge on how we imagine the context and whether we think her use of the word faith might be similar to Sewall’s proposed use of the word in her letter to Bowles. Let’s say that Dickinson (as she’s done more transparently in other poems) is writing about her poetry. The impatience that Sewall reads into the letter,

If the letter is seen as part of Emily’s dialogue with Bowles about publishing her poems, it becomes an appeal to read her poems with more perception. In this reading, she cannot live on the “faith” that somehow, someday, some editor will see her work for what it is and publish it. She has run out of patience; this is an “Emergency.”

Is made explicit in Faithful to the End. To wit:


"Faithful to the end" amended
From the Heavenly clause -
Lucrative indeed the offer
But the Heart withdraws -

"I will give" the base Proviso -
Spare Your "Crown of Life" -
Those it fits, too fair to wear it -
Try it on Yourself -

I hereby amend/omit “Faithful to the end” from the Heavenly clause (the putative agreement she made to God in being born). While the offer may be lucrative, in a doctrinal sense, her heart’s not in it. She’s lost patience. In this reading, she rejects “faith” just as she may have in the earlier poem. I read “base” in the opposite sense that most probably read it, not as a foundational moral principle but as a mean or wretched principle. She has already written how many poems? She has given and given and gotten what in return? Spare me your posthumous rewards, your “Crown of Life”. I want something while I live. The last two lines sarcastically dismiss the “Crown of Life” as any kind of consolation. Those it fits, she writes, are too “fair” (which I interpret as a Dickinsonian metonym for dead) to wear it. They are insubstantial now—made fair and beautiful in heaven. How is any crown going to sit on their heads? After all their do-gooding, they can’t even wear the crown! And that makes sense of the biting last line. If you think working for nothing is so great, try it yourself. As my grandmother used to say: “You’ll get your bale of hay in heaven, you Jack-ass.”

In the second version (according to Franklin), Dickinson leaves off the sarcasm along with the more personal sense of grievance, to more succinctly argue her objection.

 
"Faithful to the end" amended
From the Heavenly clause -
Constancy with a Proviso
Constancy abhors -

"Crowns of Life" are servile Prizes
To the stately Heart,
Given for the Giving, solely,
No Emolument.

I hereby amend/omit “Faithful to the end” from the Heavenly clause (the putative agreement she made to God in being born). Constant giving/working with the proviso (the stipulation that giving be done without expectation of reward) is something that any conscientious, constant and consistent worker would abhor. “Crowns of Life”, posthumous reward and/or fame (literary or religious), is a servile prize or reward to the stately, self-respecting, Heart. It is a servile Prize “given for the Giving, solely” (for the feel-good benefit of the giver) and is no Emolument (compensation received by virtue of holding an office or having employment — usually in the form of wages or fees). And there’s our Occam’s Quill. This understanding of the verse requires far less substitution and “undeletion” of missing words. The syntax makes sense, as is.

If we choose not to read these stanzas as Dickinson losing patience with her lack of literary recognition, we might also read them as her rejection of a platonic relationship. One could read the poems as her warning to a correspondent with whom she’d like a more committed relationship (read committed how you will). In this case she’s drawing an analogy between the Christian notion of ‘giving’ without expectation of reward (in ones lifetime), to ‘giving’ in a relationship that isn’t reciprocated. In either case, her core argument is that she expects, longs for, and is impatient for reciprocity.

June 6 2024 | up in Vermont

Dickinson

13 responses

  1. Oh yes, yes, yes! “Switching” it as you propose turns the poem(s) from a somewhat preachy theological argument, in which the nit-picking speaker seems to be making a variant of the “virtue is it’s own reward” into your Queen of Snark…. who lets face it, is much more likeable. And certainly, as a cellist, I’ve come across many people who seem to presume that because performing is vocational, that one is just dying to play at someone’s funeral for free, etc. (Something not expected of the florist, say…)

    Your switched around reading reminds me of what you did with “Mine Enemy is growing old”…. And leads me to speculate that she might just have been very aware of the trick– obfuscating a “cancellable.” viewpoint in a poem that has all the initial appearance of towing the party line… What do you think?

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    • I agree! An Emily Dickinson who speaks honestly and openly about her humanity is so much more likeable.

      Your anecdote as regards people expecting you to play at their funeral, for free, really made me laugh. I know exactly where you’re coming from. It’s like people think the tragedies of their lives entitles them to free stuff (understood as “sympathy”) and if you don’t pony up you’re somehow petty and immoral.

      As to the likelihood of her deliberately obfuscating? One can’t say no, but based on an exchange she had with Higginson, she seemed genuinely unaware, at the outset, that her poetry was confusing. I’m retrieving this from memory, but she said something like, “All men say what to me, I thought it was the fashion” that she was so often asked as to the meaning of her poems. Actually, I just found the quote (I posted earlier) (from Weisbuch’s book on Dickinson):

      “Even admiring critical studies are rife with expressions of bewilderment and anger. Yvor Winters indicts Dickinson for “irresponsible obscurity”; Jay Leyda suggests more carefully that many of the poems neglect to mention their “omitted centers,” real-life circumstances that lead to poems but go unnamed; Ruth Miller theorizes that Dickinson “refines a style to disguise what has happened in her internal world”; and less sympathetic attacks on Dickinson’s “private symbolism” are legion. The confusion set in early. When her awed but baffled mentor, the man of letters Thomas Higginson, asked for a clarification of some poems she had sent him, Dickinson replied, “All men say ‘What’ to me, but I thought it a fashion—” )L 271). No fashion; after more than a century, normally sensitive readers still ask that vulgar, accusatory “what” of a poet who upsets their normal expectations.”

      Weisbuch goes on to quote Dickinson (writing to Higginson):

      “While my thought is undressed—I can make the distinction, but when I put them in the Gown—they look alike, and numb…”

      Weisbuch writes: “She fears that the demands of poetic composition—rhyme, meter, all the elements of decorum, and especially, perhaps, the popular idea of poetry as a comment on a particular aspect of life, a footnote to existence—will limit the scope and obscure the outline of an individual thought. But the apparently humble note to Higginson, which takes up the clothing imagery he himself had employed in an advisory article to young writers, may have been written more as a hit toward proper appreciation than as self-criticism. For by the time she wrote the letter in 1862, Dickinson had discovered a poetic method which does not dress but illustrates, that is, the pattern of her thought.”

      So, this makes me think that Dickinson’s obscurity was not intentional, at least at the outset, and that she genuinely had a hard time reading her poems from the stranger’s perspective. However, once it dawned on her just how difficult her poetry could be, she may have seen that as an advantage. She certainly didn’t change her writing to suit public incomprehension. On the other hand, it may have contributed to her unwillingness (or lack of motivation?) to publish her poetry. She didn’t want to have to change her way of writing.

      Incidentally, I couldn’t finish Wiesbuch’s book. A rare example, but his writing was so bad, so full of proto-academese, that I lost patience with it. Reading him was like trying to trudge through quicksand.

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  2. This reminds me of something: a Christmas tradition from my childhood, writing witty doggeral to go with presents, which in the case of my own kids, I improved upon by turning into a vehicle for a treasure hunt, sometimes with a little quatrain for every letter of the alphabet to make it last longer. I learned by experience that if you want the game to progress as you have imagined it, with just enough head scratching to produce some good Eureka! moments, you have to really spell things out: if you’ve hidden a clue in the monopoly box, for example, you have to make it obvious first that you’re talking about a game before you drop your little rhymed hints about capitalism and real estate speculation…

    Yet, writng the not-so-well-calibrated early editions, I couldn’t believe that the combined brain power of husband and two sons were not up to my blatantly obvious clues and needed all these additional hints… So yes, maybe it’s all very simple when it’s your own thought process at work.

    What I particularly like of your analysis of this/these poem(s) is that it solves the problem of what bothered me: the poem read as questioning religious doctrine doesn’t offer up any alternative vision, it’s just a negative, and once you’re reading it this way it sort of gets stuck,…… without really getting to any point. Whereas flipping it makes it immediately obvious from what emotion the urge to write the poem arises :)

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    • Yeah, the ability to stand apart from your writing and read it from the stranger’s perspective is an essential part of “writing talent”.

      Those who lack the capability usually make poor writers, but not always, Dickinson being a possible exception. (It’s a subtly different problem from those who can’t recognize their own mediocrity.) She may have developed a surer sense of how her poetry was read over time. Her comments to Higginson suggest an awareness of her poetry’s difficulties and the deliberate stylistic choice not to subvert her natural voice. But beyond what she wrote to Higginson, it’s speculation.

      It took me a while to read the poems the other way. :)

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    • Well, yes! ….there are a series of later poems I’d love you to take a look at– they seem very relevant in my ongoing quest to understand what her religious/spiritual beliefs were exactly–what makes them stand out is that they appear to be reworkings of the same idea, because there is a couplet/quatrain that repeats in all three. The first is no. 1576, “The Spirit lasts–but in what mode–? The second is 1584, “Expanse cannot be lost–“. The third 1588, “This Me–that walks and works–must die”. I’d be interested to have your opinion/expertise about whether they might be drafts, framings, not quite finished poems… And what might have been the reason she kept trying different approaches. Perhaps a writer’s mind can shed some light on the matter….

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    • Alright. I’ll write those poems up next. :) Your interest in Dickinson’s spiritual beliefs is cool. Is that because you simply want to know, or because you’re hoping for a kindred spirit?

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    • Well, it’s actially your fault! :)

      Initially the motivation was simply NOT to misread her. And yet… why am I suddenly so much more likely to spend time reading her more obscure poems?

      Undeniably , as I’ve already said, snarky Dickinson with a world-view I can relate to is a much more attractive friend than pious Dickinson firmly esconced in a belief system I don’t share.

      But the third reason for combing her poetry for clues…. is just to work out what on Earth her views might have been. Just as reading her poetry convinced of her firm belief in religious dogma has been revealed to me as wrong, so does reading it as the work of a kindred spirit, spiritually speaking. She’s so “hung up” on religious thought and there are so many apparent contradictions. I’d say in the end, it’s the sleuth in me that has the upper hand l!

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    • The question fascinates me too.

      My feeling, at the moment, is that while she was not an atheist, she also refused to “formally” ‘accept’ Christ or let God be defined to her by others. Does that mean she wasn’t a Christian? Possibly, though she was culturally a Christian. She read Emerson’s transcendentalist works and apparently admired his poetry, but I’ve yet to read anyone who argues that she adopted transcendentalism as a guiding principle (though some of her poetry seems sympathetic). I think she believed that there was a greater organizing principle to life, but she saw no validity in any sort of doctrinal/collective belief system (read religion) imposed by others. She seemed content to comprehend the world/life/death/consciousness through individual “revelation”. If there was anything she learned from Emerson, it might have been this—that there were alternatives to doctrinal Christianity.

      What does impress me is her refusal, at a young age, to formally “accept Christ”, when the peer pressure was immense (and reveals itself to be immense in her letters). That takes a profoundly strong sense of self and speaks to Dickinson’s seriousness. It also suggests that she wasn’t alone. Others, attending the same school, refused the self-serving proselytizing of faculty and religious “luminaries”. I suspect she probably also had the support of at least some among her family. Maybe I’ll read something that confirms that later, but haven’t yet.

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    • Useful, your paraphrasing of Emerson, I particularly like the phrase “a greater organizing principle to life”, it’s open in both senses of the world– being “open” to a spiritual realm of existence… in an “open” version of whatever this means, not your “collective belief system”, also a very precise way of putting it. I could sign on to this myself…

      xxxx :)

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