THE WIDOWING OF MRS. HOLROYD A DRAMA IN THREE ACTS BY D. H. LAWRENCE LONDON DUCKWORTH & CO. 3, HENRIETTA STREET, COVENT GARDEN, W. C. 1914 COPYRIGHT 1914 BY MITCHELL KENNERLEY THE·PLIMPTON·PRESS NORWOOD·MASS·U·S·A CONTENTS PAGE INTRODUCTION vii THE WIDOWING OF MRS. HOLROYD 1 INTRODUCTION D. H. Lawrence is one of the most significant of the new generation of writers just beginning to appear in England. One of their chief marks is that they seem to step forward full-grown, without a history to account for their maturity. Another characteristic is that they frequently spring from social layers which in the past had to remain largely voiceless. And finally, they have all in their blood what their elders had to acquire painfully: that is, an evolutionary conception of life. Three years ago the author of "The Widowing of Mrs. Holroyd" was wholly unknown, having not yet published a single work. To-day he has to his credit three novels--"The White Peacock," "The Trespasser" and "Sons and Lovers"--a collection of verse entitled "Love Poems," and the play contained in this volume. All of these works, but in particular the play and the latest novel, prove their author a man gifted with a strikingly original vision, a keen sense of beauty, an equally keen sense of verbal values, and a sincerity, which makes him see and tell the truth where even the most audacious used to falter in the past. Flaubert himself was hardly less free from the old curse of sentimentalizing compromise--and yet this young writer knows how to tell the utmost truth with a daintiness that puts offence out of the question. He was born twenty-seven years ago in a coal-miner's cottage at the little colliery town of Eastwood, on the border line between Nottingham and Derbyshire. The home was poor, yet not without certain aspirations and refinements. It was the mother who held it together, who saved it from a still more abject poverty, and who filled it with a spirit that made it possible for the boy--her youngest son--to keep alive the gifts still slumbering undiscovered within him. In "Sons and Lovers" we get the picture of just such a home and such a mother, and it seems safe to conclude that the novel in question is in many ways autobiographical.