On the cover of the Penguin Classics edition of Andrew Marvell's poems,
the reader is greeted with a detail from a period portrait: an extreme close-up
of an extreme décolletage, accented with a blooming pink rose. It is an image
meant to seduce, and it confirms the widespread idea of Marvell as a poet of
seduction. That idea is based, of course, on his most famous poem, the
anthology piece "To His Coy Mistress," in which the speaker deploys
every rhetorical trope in the arsenal of 17th-century poetry to get the woman
he loves into bed:
Thy beauty shall no more be found;
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long-preserved virginity;
And your quaint honor turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.
If you are used to thinking of Marvell as a poet of erotic
sophistication, however, Andrew Marvell:
The Chameleon, the new scholarly biography by Nigel Smith, will
come as a shock. Far from being a seducer, Marvell was "an outsider
slightly outcast," "a frequently frustrated and disappointed person"
given to "outbursts of anger." When his enemies attacked him—and the
political-literary discourse of 17th-century England makes our own look
positively gentle—they suggested that he was a eunuch, or that he had, in Smith's
delicate paraphrase, suffered "genital damage in an unfortunate but
obscure circumstance." Whether this had any basis in fact is, like many
things about Marvell's life, impossible to know for sure—it is not even certain
whether he was married—but Smith writes that the "most solid"
evidence suggests that "Marvell liked being alone...he had few friends and
generally did not trust people."
It is a grim picture; but trusting no one was probably a good policy in
the dangerous world of seventeenth-century English politics. Though he is
remembered today primarily as a poet, in his lifetime and long afterwards
Marvell was best known as a political figure—"a Whig patriot, hero of
political liberty and religious toleration." After the execution of
Charles I, in 1649, Marvell worked for the republican government of Oliver
Cromwell, and his "Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return from Ireland"
is considered perhaps the greatest political poem in English. But when the
monarchy was restored under Charles II, in 1660, Marvell made his way adeptly
in the new regime, as well, serving as a Member of Parliament from 1661 until
his death in 1678.
It was a time when poetry was a crucial part of politics and
diplomacy, as Smith vividly shows. When Marvell took part in an embassy to
Russia, he caused an international incident when he wrote a verse addressing
the Tsar as "Illustrissime" (most illustrious) rather than "Serenissime"
(most serene), the preferred adjective. Most of Smith's book, in fact, is
devoted to Marvell's political poetry and prose; and while few non-specialist
readers will have the appetite for the minute details of Marvell's career,
Smith makes an excellent case for the enduring power of Marvell's occasional
poems and satires. And if, at the end of the biography, Marvell remains a
remote, unknowable figure, that is probably the way he would have wanted it. As
he wrote in another masterpiece, "The Garden," "Two paradises 'twere
in one/To live in paradise alone."
Footnotes:

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