Leigh Hunt's Relations with Byron, Shelley and Keats — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Leigh Hunt's Relations with Byron, Shelley and Keats
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"to the holy contemplation of your own divine perfections, and there
'perk up with timid mouth' 'and lamping eyes' (as you have it) upon
what to you is dearer and more glorious than all created things
besides, till you become absorbed in your own identity--motionless,
mighty, and magnificent, in the pure calm of Cockneyism ... instead
of rousing yourself from your lair, like some noble beast when
attacked by the hunter, you roll yourself round like a sick hedgehog,
that has crawled out into the 'crisp' gravel walk round your box at
Hampstead, and oppose only the feeble pricks of your hunch'd-up back
to the kicks of any one who wishes less to hurt you, than to drive
you into your den."
The _Quarterly_ of the same month contained the notorious review of
_Foliage_. Southey, in a counterfeited Cockney style, contorts Hunt's
devotion to his leafy luxuries, his flowerets, wine, music and other
social joys into Epicureanism[492] and like unsound principles. He even
goes so far as to accuse him of incest and adultery in his private life.
There are disguised but unmistakable references to Keats and to Shelley;
the latter is credited with evil doings that fall little short of
machinations with the devil. The volume of poems, which was the ostensible
pretext for this parade of foul slander, not a word of which was true,
has, Southey says, richness of language and picturesqueness of
imagery.[493] The July number of _Blackwood's_ went a step beyond Southey
and identified the characters of the _Story of Rimini_ with Hunt and his
sister-in-law, Elizabeth Kent. After ostentatiously giving currency to the
scandal, "Z" then proceeds to deny the rumor--which had no existence save
in the minds of Hunt's vilifiers--in order to preserve immunity from
libel. At the time that Lamb replied to Southey in 1823 he took up these
charges made against Hunt in 1818. He said:
"I was admitted to his household for several years, and do most
solemnly aver that I believe him to be in his domestic relations as
correct as any man. He chose an ill-judged subject for a poem.... In
spite of 'Rimini,' I must look upon its author as a man of taste and
a poet. He is better than so; he is one of the most cordial-minded
men that I ever knew, and matchless as a fireside companion. I do not
mean to affront or wound your feelings when I say that in his more
genial moods, he has often reminded me of you."[494]