This
week I really had to dig deep for something to focus my blog on. True, Mr. John
Pope packed ‘Rape of the Lock’ full of plenty of goodies for us to unpack, but frankly
my muse is elsewhere. However, I was rather interested in our conversation that
got started during our last class meeting on how this poem could be seen as
John Pope’s commentary on the frivolity (and excessive drama) of the upper
class. I
think one of the most obvious tools that Pope uses to drive this point home
(and illuminate it so beautifully) is his consistent use of the epic
conventions. In Pope’s poem he uses images of gods, epic battles, mystical
creatures, and many, for lack of a better term, ‘epic’ happenings and people to
portray such ordinary and mundane instances.
In
canto 3, stanza 2, we see advent’rous
knights, matadors, four kings (in majesty rever’d), and even fair queens. All
the while Belinda is thirsting for fame. Peasants and royalty are engaging in
battle, this is wonderfully epic… except for the minor detail that this epic
battle is just a card game. In stanza 5, ideas of trade get the same epic
treatment. “The berries crackle, and the mill turns round;/ on shining altars
of Japan they raise… from silver spouts the grateful liquors glide,”. I know
some people find coffee in the morning not only wonderful, but more importantly,
a key ingredient to creating a well-shaped human being in our modern world, but
this is pushing it a bit. Coffee is an epic thing in the upper class of Pope’s
world; right up there with Achilles and Aphrodite.
In
this epic world, women even help arm their knights to better assist their
knights on their gallant quest… of courting. And if, down the lane, that
valiant knight becomes her husband, he will be just as important as her lap dog
or even the blessed china! “When husbands, or when lapdogs breathe their last;/
or when rich china vessels fall’n from high,” (158-159). What an honor. At the
very least, Pope is most definitely pointing out that, at the very least, the
upper class has their priorities rather skewed. The average and ordinary have
become epic, and people that you’re supposed to care about are equated to your
precious dog or an inanimate object.
I
had the opportunity to get to see Rent here on campus this week. Trust me, this
is leading somewhere. This was the first time I had seen it, and there was one
song that caught my attention, and made me think of ‘Rape of the Lock’,
especially in the mindset that people can (and often do) over-dramatize
everything in their lives. “Without you/ the ground thaws/ the rain falls/ the
grass grows/ without you/ the seeds root/ the flowers bloom/ the children play/
the stars gleam/ the poets dream/ the eagles fly/ without you the earth turns/
the sun burns/ but I die without you”. Life goes on. Hair grows back. People
forget. I promise. Now get over yourself, gain some perspective, and suck it
up.
Do you think that Pope's overall point is to get over it? If so, how do you read the last section of the poem about the lock? Is it ironic?
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