I’m reading Victoria: a Life by A N Wilson very slowly – not because it’s a difficult read or because it’s boring, because it isn’t, but simply because it’s a hardback book and very heavy and cumbersome to hold.
As it’s taking me so long I’ve decided I need to jot down a few quotations that strike me as I’m reading rather than waiting until I’ve read the whole book.
Where I’m up to – Victoria has become Queen, set free from the constraints of her childhood and it is Lord Melbourne (Victoria’s Lord M) who prepared her for the ceremonial initiation of the Coronation and groomed her for her role as Head of State. Wilson reflects on her relationship with Melbourne and other male figures in her life thus:
The defining fact in Victoria’s personal mythology would seem to have been her marriage to Prince Albert; but there is no finished truth about a human being, and to see her as the besotted wife and grief-stricken widow of the German prince is only one truth about the Queen. She lived for eighty years, and was married for a mere quarter of that time. In many ways, we can say that we see her most clearly being herself in those platonic male friendships which were based on shared humour: with Lord Melbourne, with Disraeli and to a lesser extent with Dean Davidson and Lord Salisbury. The elements of humour and independence are present in her more mysterious relationship with John Brown. One sees her at her vigorous, independent and humorously selfish best in these friendships. The first, and in some ways the sweetest, was that with Lord M. (page 85)
When the crown was placed on Victoria’s head, all the peers and peeresses donned their coronets and after the Coronation Victoria wrote in her journal:
‘My excellent Lord Melbourne who stood very close to me throughout the ceremony was completely overcome at this moment and very much affected. He gave me such a kind (and I may say fatherly) look.’
and when the moment came to do homage,
‘he knelt down down and kissed my hand, he pressed my hand, and I grasped his with all my heart, at which he looked up with his eyes filled with tears and seemed much affected.’ (page 87)
I love these extracts from Victoria’s journal.
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This is all so interesting, Margaret! I really like those extracts from her journal, too; they show the human side, if I may put it that way. There’s so much to tell, too, that I can see why it’s a large book.
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You’re right, Margot – I think they reveal her as a real person – it gives a fully rounded picture of her.
It sounds interesting.
I find that when I have a hefty book to read a cushion comes in handy to balance it on – or even two.
I really want to read a bio of Victoria since I’m enjoying the mini-series so much–this just might be the right one, although big hefty hardbound books are difficult to manage 🙂
I’ve been watching the dvd/mini-series with my mom this past month and think this would be a good companion read. Perhaps in audio, though. I no longer care for large, heavy hardcover books since I do most of my reading in bed!
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