January 10: On
this day in 1845 Robert Browning wrote his first letter to Elizabeth Barrett,
so inciting one of the most legendary of literary love stories. Although partly
poet-to-poet fan mail—a rising thirty-two-year-old addressing one just six
years older but already internationally famous—Browning's letter goes beyond
praise for Barrett's "fresh strange music." After confiding that he
is addressing "your own self," and that "for the first time, my
feeling rises altogether," Browning takes this leap off the romantic deep
end: "I do, as I say, love these books with all my heart—and I love you
too…."
Barrett soon granted Browning's request for a meeting, but
she had every reason not to regard it as auspicious. Her wealthy father had
made it clear that none of his eleven children would be allowed to marry, on
pain of banishment. The reasons for this were dark and unspoken, perhaps
literally: some believe that Barrett's grandfather, one of the biggest
landholders in the West Indies, had not only passed along his fortune made on
rum and sugar but some mixed blood, and that Barrett's father felt so shamed by
this, and so fearful of dark-skinned grandchildren, that he would do anything
to prevent it. But Elizabeth, now in middle-age, must have long regarded this
tyranny as irrelevant. Tuberculosis or something like it had dominated her life
since the age of fourteen; most of her adult years had been spent as a housebound,
often bedridden, invalid, and she could not at this point be expecting much in
the way of relationships.
But nor could she have expected Robert Browning. Over twenty
months, five hundred and seventy-five letters passed between them. Elizabeth
Barrett Browning would later describe her physical improvement over these
months as a resurrection, a shedding of the "graveclothes" in which
she had allowed her illness and morbidity, and her father's marriage
constraints, to dress her. One of the last poems she wrote before eloping was
the sonnet to Browning in which she asks, "How do I love thee?" and
then counts the ways; the first poem written in her miracle, second life as
Elizabeth Barrett Browning was called "The Runaway Slave."
Daybook is contributed by Steve King, who teaches in the English Department of Memorial University in St. John's, Newfoundland. His literary daybook began as a radio series syndicated nationally in Canada. He can be found online at todayinliterature.com.
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