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EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Sir Walter Scott had not all those aids of which his successors and imitators may take advantage. The historical romance was as much a distinct species of prose narrative fiction as the historical play was of dramatic poetry. He, however, had sufficient tact to detect at once the way in which it should be conducted, and continued to work upon the same principle, notwithstanding the warnings and oppositions of critics not submissive to the authority of contemporary genius, nor finding their canon of rules in the nature of the productions themselves, but reasoning from analogy, if not deciding on the grounds of hereditary prejudices.
—from an unsigned review printed in
Fraser’s Magazine
(February 1832)
 
WALTER BAGEHOT
Many exceptions have been taken to the detail of mediaeval life as it is described to us in
Ivanhoe,
but one merit will always remain to it, and will be enough to secure to it immense popularity. It describes the middle ages as we should have wished them to have been. We do not mean that the delineation satisfies those accomplished admirers of the old church system who fancy that they have found among the prelates and barons of the fourteenth century a close approximation to the theocracy which they would recommend for our adoption. On the contrary, the theological merits of the middle ages are not prominent in Scott’s delineation. ‘Dogma’ was not his way: a cheerful man of the world is not anxious for a precise definition of peculiar doctrines. The charm of
Ivanhoe
is addressed to a simpler sort of imagination,—to that kind of boyish fancy which idolises mediaeval society as the ‘fighting time.’ Every boy has heard of tournaments, and has a firm persuasion that in an age of tournaments life was thoroughly well understood. A martial society, where men fought hand to hand on good horses with large lances, in peace for pleasure, and in war for business, seems the very ideal of perfection to a bold and simply fanciful boy. Ivanhoe spreads before him the full landscape of such a realm, with Richard Coeur-de-Lion, a black horse, and the passage of arms at Ashby. Of course he admires it, and thinks there was never such a writer, and will never more be such a world. And a mature critic will share his admiration, at least to the extent of admitting that nowhere else have the elements of a martial romance been so gorgeously accumulated without becoming oppressive; their fanciful charm been so powerfully delineated, and yet so constantly relieved by touches of vigorous sagacity.
—from an unsigned review in the
National Review
(April 1858)
 
HENRY JAMES
It is almost ungrateful to criticize [Scott] . He, least of all, would have invited or sanctioned any curious investigation of his works. They were written without pretence: all that has been claimed for them has been claimed by others than their author. They are emphatically works of entertainment. As such let us cherish and preserve them. Say what we will, we should be very sorry to lose, and equally sorry to mend them. There are few of us but can become sentimental over the uncounted hours they have cost us. There are moments of high-strung sympathy with the spirit which is abroad when we might find them rather dull—in parts; but they are capital books to have read. Who would forego the companionship of all those shadowy figures which stand side by side in their morocco niches in yonder mahogany cathedral? What youth would willingly close his eyes upon that dazzling array of female forms,—so serried that he can hardly see where to choose,—Rebecca of York, Edith Plantagenet, Mary of Scotland, sweet Lucy Ashton? What maiden would consent to drop the dear acquaintance of Halbert Glendinning, of Wilfred of Ivanhoe, of Roland Græme and Henry Morton? Scott was a born story-teller: we can give him no higher praise. Surveying his works, his character, his method, as a whole, we can liken him to nothing better than to a strong and kindly elder brother, who gathers his juvenile public about him at eventide, and pours out a stream of wondrous improvisation. Who cannot remember an experience like this? On no occasion are the delights of fiction so intense. Fiction? These are the triumphs of fact. In the richness of his invention and memory, in the infinitude of his knowledge, in his improvidence for the future, in the skill with which he answers, or rather parries, sudden questions, in his low-voiced pathos and his resounding merriment, he is identical with the ideal fireside chronicler. And thoroughly to enjoy him, we must again become as credulous as children at twilight.
—from an unsigned review in the
North American Review
(October 1864)
 
MARK TWAIN
 
A curious exemplification of the power of a single book for good or harm is shown in the effects wrought by
Don Quixote
and those wrought by
Ivanhoe.
The first swept the world’s admiration for the mediæval chivalry-silliness out of existence; and the other restored it. As far as our South is concerned, the good work done by Cervantes is pretty nearly a dead letter, so effectually has Scott’s pernicious work undermined it.
—from
Life on the Mississippi
(1883)
QUESTIONS
1. Professor Wood reminds us of parallels between the circumstances of the time in which
Ivanhoe
was written and those of the time in which it was set. He also reminds us why, later, American southerners found it attractive. But the novel has had, and continues to have, many readers who know nothing about such matters. What is its appeal?
2. Is the artificial dialogue in
Ivanhoe
a problem? Think how hard it would be to recover the colloquial English of Ivanhoe’s time. If you wanted to write a sequel, how would you solve the problem, on the one hand, of avoiding anachronisms and, on the other, of writing dialogue that is true to the way people spoke at that time? How would you know what was accurate and what was a product of your imagination?
3. How would you describe the function of the material about Robin Hood within the novel as a whole? Do he and his band serve as an implied commentary on the lifestyles of the other characters? Does he represent another, alternative way of living?
For Further Reading
BIOGRAPHIES OF SCOTT
Buchan, John.
Sir Walter Scott.
London and Toronto: Cassell and Company, 1932.
Clark, Arthur Melville.
Sir Walter Scott: The Formative Years.
Edinburgh and London: Blackwood, 1969.
Grierson, Sir Herbert.
Sir Walter Scott: A New Life Supplementary to, and Corrective of, Lockhart’s Biography.
London: Constable and Co., 1938.
Johnson, Edgar.
Sir Walter Scott: The Great Unknown.
2 vols. London: Macmillan, 1970.
Lockhart, J. G.
Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott.
7 vols. Edinburgh, 1837-1838.
Sutherland, John.
The Life of Walter Scott.
Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1995.
Wilson, A. N.
The Laird of Abbotsford: A View of Sir Walter Scott.
Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1980.
CRITICAL WORKS ON SCOTT
Beiderwell, Bruce.
Power and Punishment in Scott’s Novels.
Athens: University of Georgia Press, 1992.
Brown, David.
Walter Scott and the Historical Imagination.
London: Routledge, 1979.
Ferris, Ina.
The Achievement of Literary Authority: Gender, History, and the Waverley Novels.
Ithaca, NY: Cornell University Press, 1991.
Hart, Francis R.
Scott’s Novels: The Plotting of Historic Survival.
Charlottesville: University of Virginia Press, 1966.
Kerr, James.
Fiction Against History: Scott as Storyteller.
Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1989.
McMaster, Graham.
Scott and Society.
Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1981.
Mitchell, Jerome.
Scott, Chaucer, and Medieval Romance: A Study in Sir Walter Scott’s Indebtedness to the Literature of the Middle Ages.
Lexington: University of Kentucky Press, 1987.
Shaw, Harry E.
The Forms of Historical Fiction: Sir Walter Scott and His Successors.
Ithaca, NY: Cornell University Press, 1983.
Tulloch, Graham.
The Language of Walter Scott: A Study of his Scottish and Period Language.
London: Deutsch Press, 1980.
Wilt, Judith.
Secret Leaves: The Novels of Walter Scott.
Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1985.
RELATED BOOKS ON THE MIDDLE AGES AND ITS LITERARY LEGACIES
Barber, Malcom.
The New Knighthood: A History of the Order of the Temple.
Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1994.
Chandler, Alice. A
Dream of Order: The Medieval Ideal in Nineteenth-century English Literature.
Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press, 1970.
Girouard, Mark.
The Return to Camelot: Chivalry and the English Gentleman.
New Haven, CT: Yale University Press, 1981.
Knight, Stephen.
Robin Hood: A Complete Study of the English Outlaw.
Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1994.
Poole, Austin Lane.
From Domesday Book to Magna Carta,
1087-1216. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1951.
Simmons, Clare A.
Reversing the Conquest: History and Myth in Nineteenth-century British Literature.
New Brunswick, NJ: Rutgers University Press, 1990.
WORKS CITED IN THE INTRODUCTION
Chesnutt, Charles W.
The House Behind the Cedars.
New York: Penguin, 1993.
Daiches, David. “Scott’s Achievement as a Novelist.” In
Scott’s Mind and Art.
Edited by A. Norman Jeffares. Edinburgh: Oliver and Boyd, 1969.
Lukács, György.
The Historical Novel.
Translated by Hannah and Stanley Mitchell. Boston: Beacon Press, 1962.
Scott, Sir Walter.
Miscellaneous Prose Works,
Vol. 6:
Essays on Chivalry, Romance, and the Drama.
Edinburgh: Cadell, 1834?
Sutherland, John.
The Life of Sir Walter Scott.
Oxford: Blackwell, 1995.
Twain, Mark.
Mississippi Writings.
New York: Literary Classics of the United States: Library of America, 1982.
.
Letters.
Vol. 2. Edited by Albert Bigelow Paine. New York: Harper and Brothers, 1917.
a
The spoiled child (French).
b
This very curious poem, long a
desideratum
in Scottish literature, and given up as irrecoverably lost, was lately brought to light by the researches of Dr. Irvine of the Advocates’ Library, and has been reprinted by Mr. David Laing, Edinburgh [author’s note].
c
Vol. II, p. 167 [author’s note].
d
Like the hermit, the shepherd makes havock amongst the king’s game; but by means of a sling, not of a bow; like the hermit, too, he has his peculiar phrases of compotation, the sign and countersign being Passelodion and Berafriend. One can scarce conceive what humour our ancestors found in this species of gibberish; but “I warrant it proved an excuse for the glass.’ [author’s note].
e
Let it be given to someone more worthy (Latin).
f
Green woolen cloth, similar to Lincoln green; both colors are associated with Robin Hood.
g
Private life (French).
h
That is, Gothic types.
i
Island on Loch Lomond, Scotland.
j
Ancient Persian city.
k
Source of fake diamonds.
l
That is, gallstones.
m
This anticipation proved but too true, as my learned correspondent did not receive my letter until a twelvemonth after it was written. I mention this circumstance, that a gentleman attached to the cause of learning, who now holds the principal control of the post-office, may consider whether, by some mitigation of the present enormous rates, some favour might not be shown to the correspondents of the principal Literary and Antiquarian Societies. I understand, indeed, that this experiment was once tried, but that the mail-coach having broke down under the weight of packages addressed to members of the Society of Antiquaries, it is relinquished as a hazardous experiment. Surely, however, it would be possible to build these vehicles in a form more substantial, stronger in the perch, and broader in the wheels, so as to support the weight of antiquarian learning; when, if they should be found to travel more slowly, they would be not the less agreeable to quiet travellers like myself.—L. T. [author’s note].
n
Mr. Skene of Rubislaw is here intimated, to whose taste and skill the Author is indebted for a series of etchings, exhibiting the various localities alluded to in these novels [author’s note].
o
Farewell, don’t forget me (Latin).

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