Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
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11-03-2015, 06:47 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
Thanks Roger. I think if Lincoln did in fact write the poem, Miller's conclusions seem reasonable. If it was true that the poem was found by the bones of someone thought to have committed suicide, that seems to be a strange place for Lincoln to have left the poem. Of course its entirely possible that the author of the poem or the newspaper itself told a little white lie about the poem to make it more interesting to the readership.
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11-03-2015, 11:14 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
As I say, I have been examining the 1838 Lincoln Suicide Poem which was
rediscovered by Richard Lawrence Miller as he was looking over back issues Sangamo Journal in Sangamon county, Illinois. I'm trying to look at it from several angles: did Abraham Lincoln author it, what was the fuller purpose by its author in having such a macabre poem published and broadcast, was there an actual suicide done and which stirred the author to write it, was the existence of the poem intentionally concealed until Richard Miller found it, other questions? |
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11-03-2015, 12:13 PM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
(11-03-2015 06:47 AM)STS Lincolnite Wrote: Thanks Roger. I think if Lincoln did in fact write the poem, Miller's conclusions seem reasonable. If it was true that the poem was found by the bones of someone thought to have committed suicide, that seems to be a strange place for Lincoln to have left the poem. Of course its entirely possible that the author of the poem or the newspaper itself told a little white lie about the poem to make it more interesting to the readership.Exactly what I feel! |
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11-05-2015, 04:44 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
The suicide is by the Sangamon River, is 'an apparent suicide'
(somehow detectable in bones or ashes), is nothing but bones, and yet is also ashes, and the remains of a suicide from some years ago, and somehow able to leave an enduring suicide note, and able to send his Suicide Poem to the newspaper too, and also killed himself by plunging a knife into his own heart (and/or lungs). Hmm. That was 1838. Was there an actual suicide locally or nationally that Lincoln or another author/poet could have heard about or based this upon? Nothing is going to match 'global suicide method' in the poem. But, in addition to his chronic sorrow and the early deaths of his own relatives from natural causes, might he have heard of an actual suicide maybe in one of those Louisville or other papers he was fond of reading? |
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11-05-2015, 05:11 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
(11-05-2015 04:44 AM)maharba Wrote: That was 1838. Was there an actual suicide locally or nationally that Lincoln or another author/poet could have heard about or based this upon? Nothing is going to match 'global suicide method' in the poem. But, in addition to his chronic sorrow and the early deaths of his own relatives from natural causes, might he have heard of an actual suicide maybe in one of those Louisville or other papers he was fond of reading? maharba, IMO anything is possible. There are a lot of unknowns regarding this poem. Personally I have not read of any actual suicide which may have led to Lincoln writing this poem (if he did). Still it is possible Lincoln was effected by a real suicide just as the apparent lunacy of his youthful friend, Matthew Gentry, led to Lincoln writing some lines about Gentry in the mid-1840's: +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ But here's an object more of dread Than ought the grave contains-- A human form with reason fled, While wretched life remains. Poor Matthew! Once of genius bright, A fortune-favored child-- Now locked for aye, in mental night, A haggard mad-man wild. Poor Matthew! I have ne'er forgot, When first, with maddened will, Yourself you maimed, your father fought, And mother strove to kill; When terror spread, and neighbors ran, Your dange'rous strength to bind; And soon, a howling crazy man Your limbs were fast confined. How then you strove and shrieked aloud, Your bones and sinews bared; And fiendish on the gazing crowd, With burning eye-balls glared-- And begged, and swore, and wept and prayed With maniac laught[ter?] joined-- How fearful were those signs displayed By pangs that killed thy mind! And when at length, tho' drear and long, Time smoothed thy fiercer woes, How plaintively thy mournful song Upon the still night rose. I've heard it oft, as if I dreamed, Far distant, sweet, and lone-- The funeral dirge, it ever seemed Of reason dead and gone. To drink it's strains, I've stole away, All stealthily and still, Ere yet the rising God of day Had streaked the Eastern hill. Air held his breath; trees, with the spell, Seemed sorrowing angels round, Whose swelling tears in dew-drops fell Upon the listening ground. But this is past; and nought remains, That raised thee o'er the brute. Thy piercing shrieks, and soothing strains, Are like, forever mute. Now fare thee well--more thou the cause, Than subject now of woe. All mental pangs, by time's kind laws, Hast lost the power to know. O death! Thou awe-inspiring prince, That keepst the world in fear; Why dost thos tear more blest ones hence, And leave him ling'ring here? |
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11-05-2015, 07:31 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
The poem we know Lincoln wrote seems to use more words and spelling of 'old English' than the Suicide Soliloquy
The writing style influenced by one who read a lot of Burns, Shakespeare and King James Bible? So when is this "Old Enough To Know Better" supposed to kick in? |
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11-05-2015, 08:02 AM
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RE: Grave of James Rutledge, father of Ann
Abraham Lincoln's conduct and preferred poetry in his young adult years just always reminds me of the "Strum and Drang" which was so popular amongst young men in the late 18the century. Sadness, suffer, extreme emotions, especially regarding love affairs, and expressing suicide desire was en-vogue. I don't recall Lincoln reading Goethe, but the phenomenon and "school" seems the same. I've never wondered that much about his depression and literature choice as I have always felt this represented the male fashion of those (well, slightly earlier) days.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sturm_und_Drang http://www.theatredatabase.com/18th_cent...drang.html |
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