Poets | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
August 17th, 2018 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 329,572 comments.
Analysis and comments on Cousin Nancy by T.S. Eliot

Comment 3 of 3, added on June 2nd, 2013 at 3:27 AM.

Your hnosety is like a beacon

Maliyah from Trinidad and Tobago, Republic
Comment 2 of 3, added on December 2nd, 2008 at 11:14 AM.

The Analysis is quite confusing and needs to be a little clear

Alpa from Canada
Comment 1 of 3, added on September 3rd, 2004 at 3:56 AM.

" And her aunts were not quite sure what they felt about it"
This short poem encompasses the duality, and the uncertainty that
accompanies modernity. On the one hand, there is no such thing as 'modern'.
There is only the next chapter in a book that is being forever written. The
only sense in which it is 'modern' is by the name attached to it.
"...and danced all the modern dances
.... but they knew that it was modern". Repetition of this word emphasises
its role as 'label'.

On the other hand, there is the definite imposition of the new. If each
chapter is just another chapter in the great book of time, it is also
absolutely unique in it's (albeit) temporary novelty- the fact that it has
not existed before, and cannot exist in the same way ever again. (Just as
every point in time and space is unique. But the uniqueness of EVERY single
point in time and space almost 'cancels out' the singularity of each
individual point.)

From the very first verse, these two aspects are juxtaposed and
intermingled. The opening lines
“…Strode across the hills and broke them-
Rode across the hills and broke them”
Conjures up a Blakean image of “England’s Green and Pleasant Land” with
all the legend and tradition that accompanies the dark satanic mills, being
shattered and dominated by the independent, invasive, uncompromising first
line “Miss Nancy Ellicott”; the definite imposition of the New.
However, the third line redefines our expectations as it is made clear
that these are not the hills of an land inhabited of old, but
“The barren New England hills.” This line in itself is a revelation of a
by-gone ‘modernity’, the founding of a ‘new’ England that has not had time
to accrue the rich cultural tapestry of its namesake. The imposition
of’modernity’ on a landscape that is a relatively blank slate, ‘barren’
suggests that this modernity in this context is merely ‘another chapter’ in
a developing world. However, the ambiguous nature of the ‘modern’ is played
up by the irony that this new imposition is on the basis of that which
‘New’ England was founded – the English hunt and pastoral traditions.
“ Riding to hounds / over the cow pasture”.

If the first verse uses wide-open landscape imagery to express a holistic,
almost ‘spiritual’ modernising movement of liberation and breaking forth,
the reference to society functions (the hunt) and the vulnerability of the
rural (pastoral intonations of the cow-pasture) leads us seamlessly to the
more artificial, deliberate manifestations of modernity, inevitably to be
found in the city.
(Indeed, one of the original and most controversial expounders of the
‘Pastoral phenomenon’ was the Roman Virgil in his “Georgics” and
“Eclogues”. Here, in a changing world, a growing empire, Virgil discussed
the value of the simple way of life, the pastoral organic existence in
contrast to the brutal, aggressive imperatives of empire forming.)
Modernisation is most clearly apparent in the mannerisms of
self-conscious, fashionable city life, which then spills out into the wider
social landscape. In this context, the ‘modern’ woman is dependent on what
she dances and what she does. In the second verse, Miss Nancy Ellicott’s
independence has been sacrificed to the defining verb ‘smoked’. What she
does is part of who she is. Dancing and smoking are particularly
time-trapped, flimsy things. “ And danced all the modern dances”. ‘All’
implies there is a list. A list compiled by fashionable gurus; a list to
which one must adhere with none of the freedom implied by the opening
lines. Her aunts, emblems of previous-generation establishment, are not
sure what they feel about it, but they know that it is modern. Modern here
seems to be a descriptive term – as one might describe the colour of a car.
It is not evaluative in the sense in which we might say, “that is very
adventurous” since the application of the term is devoid of feeling-
subjective evaluation. These acts subscribe to an unwritten behaviour
prescription. A new set of laws.

Matthew and Waldo in Eliot's poem are Matthew Arnold and Ralph Waldo
Emerson, seen as tutelary busts on cousin Nancy's shelves, and (so I read )
representing with gentle mockery the forces of rational anti-Christianity.
The army of unalterable law are rational, artistic forces, combating with
reason a relatively ancient social tradition. The tone shifts dramatically
to a stuffy study, and fossilised icons of change and revolution. In the
first verse, the apparent ‘liberation’ of the ‘Modern’ is merely the
evolution of times, based on nostalgia; in the second are the prescriptions
that provide a new face to an old habitude, and in the last, the dead and
fossilised emblems of change; The army of unalterable law. This
'unalterable' law is not opposed to the ‘new’ laws of modernisation, it
encompasses it. Modernisation is nothing new; the ‘progress process’ is
static in its constant motion. Static busts ebodying the perpetual flow of
time and change - the Unalterable Law. To break this law would be to stop

Charlotte Leslie

Share |

Information about Cousin Nancy

Poet: T.S. Eliot
Poem: 8. Cousin Nancy
Volume: Prufrock and Other Observations
Year: 1917
Added: Jan 31 2004
Viewed: 2592 times
Poem of the Day: Nov 5 2004

Add Comment

Do you have any comments, criticism, paraphrasis or analysis of this poem that you feel would assist other visitors in understanding this poem better? If they are accepted, they will be added to this page of American Poems. Together we can build a wealth of information, but it will take some discipline and determination.

Do not post questions, pleas for homework help or anything of the sort, as these types of comments will be removed. The proper place for questions is the poetry forum.

Please note that after you post a comment, it can take up to an hour before it is visible on the website! Rest assured that your comment is not lost, so don't enter your comment again.

Comment on: 8. Cousin Nancy
By: T.S. Eliot

Name: (required)
E-mail Address: (required)
Show E-mail Address:
Yes No
Poem Comments:

Poem Info

Eliot Info
Copyright © 2000-2015 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links