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Bezig met laden... A Little Learning: The First Volume of an Autobiography (1964)door Evelyn Waugh
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. Waugh comienza su relato autobiográfico con su herencia, escribiendo sobre hombres y mujeres energéticos, literarios y a veces excéntricos que contribuyeron a su genio. Tuvo una infancia familiar convencional, aunque los años escolares que le sucedieron y que pasaría en Hampstead y Lancing, los recuerda con cierto dolor. Su vida como estudiante en Oxford fue en esencia un catálogo de amistades, un mundo exclusivo que rememora con elegante ingenio y precisión. Finalmente, concluye con sus experiencias como maestro en una escuela preparatoria en el Norte de Gales que le inspiraron su primera novela, Decadencia y caída. This is as much of his autobiography as Evelyn Waugh wrote, covering his childhood up to the time in which he worked as a school master in Wales. Much of the book covers the idiosyncracies of his youth, while his time at Oxford was more of a type. He doesn't give a particularly flattering description of himself in many places, and for this reason the reader is inclined to believe most of it. Readers might be reassured upon learning that a good number of undergraduates in his day spent at least as much time drinking and fooling around, and at least as little time studying, as those today. But he did suffer for his delinquency, as he became hard up and had to serve time as a teacher. On the whole, he had it easy though, even if not as easy as many of his peers had it. It would have been interesting to find out about his later years, in which he worked as a reporter, but he died before writing this part. It is quite apparent how his own experiences became experiences of the characters in his novels, even if they were somewhat embellished and characterised. For this reason, the autobiography will be of interest to those who have read his novels, in addition to its interest from an historical aspect. 4568. A Little Learning An Autobiography (The Early Years), by Evelyn Waugh (read 6 May 2009) This is the first part of Waugh's autobiography, which was published in 1964--two years before he died. It covers his life till a couple years after he left Oxford. I found it great reading till he got to Oxford, where his life did not seem to have any purpose and where he mostly wasted his time. His account of his years, from age 13 till he went to Oxford, at Lancing College is full of interest, though much of the account of his time there makes the school seem most unappealing. An enjoyable account of an important time in his life.
Since I came up to Oxford only one year after Mr. Waugh went down, I have little to add to his description. Two of his friends, Mr. Harold Acton and Mr. Tom Driberg, were still up, and the latter introduced me to the poetry of T. S. Eliot. The lunch parties were still going on. The George Restaurant was still crowded. Panache and elegance were still much admired. Making friends was still of much greater importance than the academic studies we were ostensibly there to pursue. “It was a male community,” says Mr. Waugh. “Undergraduettes lived in purdah.” This was still the rule, but I knew of exceptions to it. There were three or four girls in my day who had somehow managed to get out and, like token Jews in a Wasp community, were accepted by us. Mr Waugh is a thoughtful rather than an intimate autobiographer, in this volume. He keeps the lid on. His aim appears to be the desire to conform, no doubt ironically, to a carefully prepared conventional pattern and to repose, almost masochistically, upon a belief in the Unremarkable. Clearly this, in so dashing an imagination, suggests a conflict. His marvellous feel for the disreputable comes from a man with a family addiction to the neutral yet aspiring... Cautious, lonely, observant at first at Oxford, Mr Waugh eventually kicked out, did the right thing by drinking a lot and coming down deep in debt, and was ready for a far more interesting life than appears in this opening volume. One must hope that his feeling for impersonality will not become so subtle as to make the irony too sober. The best things in the present volume are those that recover the detail of a period. The Gibbonian classicism of A Little Learning is a great joy, but it is an act, a posture, and it derives from the father's more Dickensian histrionics as much as the fictional gift itself. It is no more a 'natural' style than the Elianism of Mr Waugh's father's bookish contemporaries, though it evokes an England of firmer tastes and more powerful convictions than were known to E. V. Lucas (whom Mr Waugh cites as his father's peer), Jack Squire, or W. W. Jacobs. The perfect mastery of the exact conceptual locution, often implying —as in Gibbon's own Autobiography—a. moral judgment that is not really there, is the source of all of Mr Waugh's humour and irony, as well as his carefully outmoded elegance... The reader will be surprised at the lack of any literary passion in this first phase of Mr Waugh's development—no books set him on fire, Unless they are about the pre-Raphaelites. The young man who reads History and leaves Oxford with a bad third betrays no concern with scholarship. Mr Waugh, an ironic statue in a toga, practitioner of perfect prose, has always tended to frighten us as Gibbon or Johnson or Junius frightens us—with the hint of a formidable library, much of it in his brain. We need not be frightened any more, nor need we cringe, with an underdog whine, in the presence of the accents of aristocracy.
Part of the fabulous new hardback library of 24 Evelyn Waugh books, publishing in chronological order. 'Only when one has lost all curiosity about the future has one reached the age to write an autobiography'. Waugh begins his story with heredity, writing of the energetic, literary and sometimes eccentric men and women who, unknown to themselves, contributed to his genius. Save for a few pale shadows, his childhood was warm, bright and serene. The Hampstead and Lancing schooldays which followed were sometimes agreeable, but often not. His life at Oxford - which he evokes in Brideshead Revisited - was essentially a catalogue of friendship. His cool recollection of those hedonistic days is a portrait of the generation of Harold Acton, Cyril Connolly and Anthony Powell. That exclusive world he recalls with elegant wit and precision. He closes with his experiences as a master at a preparatory school in North Wales which inspired Decline and Fall. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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