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Subject: Musings on Robert Southey's roast rat in PALE FIRE
Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2006 11:30:23 -0800
From: Donald B. Johnson <chtodel@gss.ucsb.edu>
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From. Don Johnson

Following Kinbote's absconding with the Shade's poem, Paul H(urley),Jr., Chair
of the English Department, sends a letter to the faculty containing the lines
quoted below. K's response in his Commentary ends with the bizarre remark--
"Southey liked a roasted rat for supper — which is especially comic in view of
the rats that devoured his Bishop." The latter part of the sentence alludes (as
others have noted) to Robert Southey's 1799 poem "God's Judgment on a Wicked
Bishop." I reproduce it at bottom.

The first part of the sentence ("Southey liked a roasted rat for supper") is
more obscure. Although Southey was at times insane, I have not found any
reference to his appetite for "roasted rats"--but then I am no Southey expert.
Is Chairman Hurley  being compared to Bishop Hatto who is devoured by rats in
divine vengeance for his sins? The comparison seems inexact. Does anyone have
insights to share?
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Kinbote Commentary to Lines  376-77

Several members of the Department of English are painfully concerned over the
fate of a manuscript poem, or parts of a manuscript poem, left by the late John
Shade. The manuscript fell into the hands of a person who not only is
unqualified for the job of editing it, belonging as he does to another
department, but is known to have a deranged mind. One wonders whether some
legal action, etc.

"Legal action," of course, might be taken by somebody else too. But no matter;
one’s just anger is mitigated by the satisfaction of foreknowing that the
engagé gentleman will be less worried about the fate of my friend’s poem after
reading the passage commented here. Southey liked a roasted rat for supper —
which is especially comic in view of the rats that devoured his Bishop.
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SEE Commentary on line 12 for another Southey reference,
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 Robert Southey (1774-1843): God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop



              1 The summer and autumn had been so wet,
              2 That in winter the corn was growing yet,
              3 'Twas a piteous sight to see all around
              4 The grain lie rotting on the ground.


              5 Every day the starving poor
              6 Crowded around Bishop Hatto's door,
              7 For he had a plentiful last-year's store,
              8 And all the neighbourhood could tell
              9 His granaries were furnish'd well.


            10 At last Bishop Hatto appointed a day
            11 To quiet the poor without delay;
            12 He bade them to his great Barn repair,
            13 And they should have food for the winter there.


            14 Rejoiced such tidings good to hear,
            15 The poor folk flock'd from far and near;
            16 The great barn was full as it could hold
            17 Of women and children, and young and old.


            18 Then when he saw it could hold no more,
            19 Bishop Hatto he made fast the door;
            20 And while for mercy on Christ they call,
            21 He set fire to the Barn and burnt them all.


            22 "I'faith 'tis an excellent bonfire!" quoth he,
            23 "And the country is greatly obliged to me,
            24 For ridding it in these times forlorn
            25 Of Rats that only consume the corn."


            26 So then to his palace returned he,
            27 And he sat down to supper merrily,
            28 And he slept that night like an innocent man;
            29 But Bishop Hatto never slept again.


            30 In the morning as he enter'd the hall
            31 Where his picture hung against the wall,
            32 A sweat like death all over him came,
            33 For the Rats had eaten it out of the frame.


            34 As he look'd there came a man from his farm--
            35 He had a countenance white with alarm;
            36 "My Lord, I open'd your granaries this morn,
            37 And the Rats had eaten all your corn."


            38 Another came running presently,
            39 And he was pale as pale could be,
            40 "Fly! my Lord Bishop, fly," quoth he,
            41 "Ten thousand Rats are coming this way,...
            42 The Lord forgive you for yesterday!"


            43 "I'll go to my tower on the Rhine," replied he,
            44 "'Tis the safest place in Germany;
            45 The walls are high and the shores are steep,
            46 And the stream is strong and the water deep."


            47 Bishop Hatto fearfully hasten'd away,
            48 And he crost the Rhine without delay,
            49 And reach'd his tower, and barr'd with care
            50 All the windows, doors, and loop-holes there.


            51 He laid him down and closed his eyes;...
            52 But soon a scream made him arise,
            53 He started and saw two eyes of flame
            54 On his pillow from whence the screaming came.


            55 He listen'd and look'd;... it was only the Cat;
            56 And the Bishop he grew more fearful for that,
            57 For she sat screaming, mad with fear
            58 At the Army of Rats that were drawing near.


            59 For they have swum over the river so deep,
            60 And they have climb'd the shores so steep,
            61 And up the Tower their way is bent,
            62 To do the work for which they were sent.


            63 They are not to be told by the dozen or score,
            64 By thousands they come, and by myriads and more,
            65 Such numbers had never been heard of before,
            66 Such a judgment had never been witness'd of yore.


            67 Down on his knees the Bishop fell,
            68 And faster and faster his beads did he tell,
            69 As louder and louder drawing near
            70 The gnawing of their teeth he could hear.


            71 And in at the windows and in at the door,
            72 And through the walls helter-skelter they pour,
            73 And down from the ceiling and up through the floor,
            74 From the right and the left, from behind and before,
            75 From within and without, from above and below,
            76 And all at once to the Bishop they go.


            77 They have whetted their teeth against the stones,
            78 And now they pick the Bishop's bones:
            79 They gnaw'd the flesh from every limb,
            80 For they were sent to do judgment on him!
Notes

1] The wicked bishop was Hatto I, archbishop of Mainz (891-913). The tower in
which he is said to have taken refuge, the so-called Mouse Tower at Bingen, was
built actually in the 13th century, to exact river-tolls for the Castle of
Ehrenfels. The legend itself seems to appear first in the 14th century.




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