CASSINUS AND PETER PDF

Cassinus And Peter: A Tragical Elegy · Apollo: Or, A Problem Solved: Written In · The Beasts Confession To The Priest, On Observing How Most Men. The Literary Encyclopedia. Volume English Writing and Culture from the Glorious Revolution to the French Revolution, Vol. editors: Paul. Another exploration of Swift’s anal retentive psychology in which a distraught Cassinus confesses to friend Peter that his beloved Celia has.

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Purge”A cathartick medicine; a medicine that evacuates the body by stool” Johnson ; bleeding was a common treatment for many medical conditions. These Eyes, these Eyes beheld cassiinus Fact. Celia, Celia, Celia shits. Why, Cassythou wilt doze thy Pate: But that is to forget the rest of the poem easy to do, given the startling couplet. Both Cassinus and Peter can describe and imagine decaying or sick bodies, as well as deceit and death, but only in a hypothetical way, imbued with the mystery and distance of mythic conceits about nature.

He finds Cassinus filthy and miserable in his dorm room and asks his friend why he is such a mess.

The discovery of this imperfection, this failing, this humanity, however mundane, can be quite a shock. Nor blab it on the lonely Rocks, Where Echo sits, and list’ning mocks.

Cassinus and Peter

Summary Published inthis poem of 7-syllable couplets describes how Peter goes to visit his college friend Cassinus. Come, tell us, has she play’d the Whore? The Oxford Anthology of English Literature: He makes Peter promise not to divulge the terrible secret he has discovered about his once beloved Celia, and then tells him: The next few lines peer to other figures in Hades.

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Nad Originally published or But, if you fail, my Spectre dread Attending nightly round your Bed; And yet, I dare confide in you; [] So, take my Secret, and adieu. Zephyr”The west wind; and poetically any calm soft wind” Johnson. No, replies Cassinus, to each of these in turn. But hark, The loud Cerberian triple Bark.

Why, Plague confound her sandy Locks: Why, hang her, though she seem’d so coy, I know she loves the Barber’s Boy. The shocking expletive is quite easily interpreted as a misanthropic, pete even misogynistic, revulsion with the body. His antient Pipe in Sable dy’d, And half unsmoakt, lay by his Side.

Cassinus And Peter: A Tragical Elegy – Jonathan Swift – Oxford Scholarly Editions

Fassinus wonders if Celia has died; if she has cheated on Cassinus; if she has been struck down by some disfiguring disease; or, ultimately, if there is something terribly wrong with Cassinus. Hyppsa contraction of “hypochondria. The Restoration and Eighteenth Century. How happy I, were that the worst? Nor wonder how I lost my Wits; Oh!

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Nor whisper to the tattling Reeds, [] The blackest of all Female Deeds. Cassinus’s own physical degradation has been jarringly contrasted with the pastoral tropes he employs, and already there is a wide petee between ideals and corporeality. Be easy, ’tis a common Case.

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Not a Word come from thy lips? Sunk down her nose: Beauty’s but a Varnish, Which Time and Accidents will tarnish: I come, I come, — Peterrsee, [85] Her Serpents hiss direct at me.

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For all annd knowledge about the world as a young scholar, and despite his facility with the literary trappings of nature, it comes as a terrible shock to Cassinus that Celia has a human body.

Cassinus replies that he is in this state because of Celia. Heaven send thou hast not got the Hypps. Begone; unhand me, hellish Fry; Avaunt — ye cannot say ’twas I. Commentary With a last couplet like that, it is no wonder that this poem has a certain infamy. Dear Cassythough to ask I dread, Yet, ask I must. But I was fated to be curs’d. Now, bend thine Ear; since out it must: We need not be entirely unsympathetic to Cassinus: Cerberus, the watchdog of Hades, had three heads.