Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
Thomas Edward Brown (18301897)Critical Introduction by George A. Macmillan
[Born at Douglas in the Isle of Man on May 5, 1830. Took a Double First Class at Oxford, and became Fellow of Oriel. One of the original staff of masters at Clifton (from 1864), and on retiring in 1892 returned to the Isle of Man. Died suddenly at Clifton, October 29, 1897. Poems: Betsy Lee, a Fo’c’s’le Yarn, 1873; Fo’c’s’le Yarns (including Betsy Lee and others), 1881; The Doctor and other Poems, 1887; The Manx Witch and other Poems, 1889; Kitty of the Sherragh Vane and The Schoolmasters, 1891; Old John and other Poems, 1893; Collected Poems, 1900; Select Poems (Golden Treasury Series), 1908.]
The narrator in nearly all the tales is a fisherman, Tom Baynes, and many of the same characters recur. Brown used to say that he was himself Tom Baynes, and it is evident enough that through his lips, and in his racy speech, the poet was constantly giving utterance to his own ideas, though we may also detect the same unconsciously self-revealing note in his “Pazon Gale” (partly drawn from his own father) and in Doctor Bell. These two portraits from The Doctor are surely characteristic of Brown himself and of his attitude to his fellow men.
Even in the tales there are many indications of the poet’s sympathy not only with man, but with Nature in all her moods, and of his faith, amid all questionings, in the Divine Love which controls the universe. These feelings, however, find more definite expression in the lyrics, of which some examples follow, while it is all but impossible here to give extracts from the narratives which would really do them justice.
As to the lyrics, on the deeper theme of man’s relation to his Creator light is thrown by the remarkable dialogue entitled Dartmoor, in which the boldness of treatment does not mar its essential reverence. In Aber Stations we have the prolonged heart’s cry of a father who has lost a little son, ending on a note of pious resignation. In Old John is given a charming portrait of an old Scotchman, touched with special sympathy by the fact that the writer “also had a root in Scottish ground” (Brown’s mother was Scotch), and following it comes a companion portrait of a Manxman, Chalse A. Killey, full of tenderness and humour. In the delightful Epistola ad Dakyns we are told of “the three places” which had a special hold on the poet’s heart, Clifton, Derwentwater, and his beloved Isle of Man. These, and the exquisite Lynton Verses, are, alas! too long to quote, though I would fain have found room for the Symphony which closes the last-named series; but no one who wishes to appreciate Brown’s genius should forgo the pleasure of reading these and many more. Of the shorter lyrics I have done my best to give typical examples.
The poems as a whole reveal a man of strong personality, which found its readiest expression in poetry, for he seems to have been reserved in ordinary intercourse. Thus we are told by H. F. Brown that in his twenty-eight years at Clifton he left “a deep imprint on the school, but the inner man was withdrawn into the sacred recesses of his family affections, his long and solitary musings on the downs, and the steady accumulations of his poems, about which I believe he seldom spoke, though the calm and assurance with which he forged ahead clearly indicate that in literature lay his true life’s work.” He was eminently a scholar, with a deep love of the classics, and especially of Greek (“Ah, sir,” he said once, “that Greek stuff penetrates”), and this is shown in the careful finish of many of his lyrics.
It was in his beloved island that he spent the last five years of his life, but it was perhaps a happy fate which brought it to a sudden close when on October 29, 1897, he was in the act of delivering one of those stimulating addresses to the boys at Clifton which his old colleagues and pupils so vividly remember. For fuller estimates of Brown’s character and genius the reader is referred to W. E. Henley’s Introduction to the Complete Poems, and to Mr. Horatio Brown’s preface to the Golden Treasury selections.