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- Title: John Keble and Hurrell Froude in Pastoral Dialogue.
- Author : Victorian Poetry
- Release Date : January 22, 2006
- Genre: Language Arts & Disciplines,Books,Professional & Technical,Education,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 209 KB
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The relationship between John Keble and Hurrell Froude is arguably the bedrock or foundation stone of the Tractarian Movement. Froude himself makes that argument with a characteristically vivid metaphor: "Keble is my fire but I am his poker." (1) That is to say, Keble's deeply held religious convictions formed the central Tractarian tenets, including those of its poetics, but their "fire" would not have blazed into view had it not been stirred up by Froude and, through Froude, by John Henry Newman. Yet given the "reserve" also so central to Keble's convictions, there exist only rare opportunities to glimpse interactions between Keble and Froude. Fortunately, through separate accounts from both men, we have the record of such a moment: a dialogue between Keble as intellectual and spiritual mentor and Froude as disciple that illuminates their areas of agreement and of difference, thereby revealing issues at the very heart of pre-Tractarian and Tractarian poetics. (2) This significant conversation between John Keble and Hurrell Froude took place on a July afternoon and evening in 1825 when the two men visited the ruins of Tintem Abbey. In Froude's mind the expedition to the Wye Valley was to have ongoing significance. More than a year later he harks back to it in letter to Keble dated October 14, 1826. Froude would have had no access to the relevant passage in William Wordsworth's still unpublished Prelude, but he echoes the phrasing of "There are in our existence spots of time" (Bk. XII, l. 208) (3) when he writes: "I shall always like scrambling expeditions as long as I can recollect ours up the Wye. Those few days seem like a bright spot in my existence, or perhaps it would be a more apt similitude to compare it to what you quoted as we were going in the boat to Tintern, 'The shadow of a great rock in a weary land." (4)