Narrative perspective in “A Castaway” and “Jenny” elicit a kind of sympathy and pathos through monologues in which the characters ultimately, resignedly give. Human Tigresses, Fractious An- gels, and Nursery Saints: Augusta. Webster’s A Castaway and Vic- torian Discourses on Prostitution and Women’s Sexuality. Because Augusta Webster’s poetry involves explicit cultural critique, For instance, Webster’s dramatic monologue “A Castaway,” written in the voice of a kept.

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And after all it would be something hard, with the marts for decent women overfull, if I could elbow in and snatch a chance and oust some good girl so, who then perforce ahgusta come and snatch her chance among our z. Do I not know this, I like my betters, that a woman’s life, her natural life, her good life, her one life, is in her husband, God on earth to her, and what she knows and what she can and is is only good as it brings good to him?

Well, I flout myself: But, if they can, let them just take the pains to keep them: We ought to die off reasonably and leave as many as the men want, none to waste. What does the poem’s ending reveal about the speaker’s view of her present life? How does she describe the visitors, and to what extent do her auvusta fit the original story?

What conditions had been offered the penitents?

Webster ironically references her own poetic collection as the speaker complains about the draining effects of social conformity: A wild whim that, to fancy I could change my new self for my old, auguata I wished! The arrangement of poems in Portraits encourages the reader to evaluate the ambition, self-interest, and inspiration of its many speakers, yet here Webster gently counters that same process of judgment by suggesting that there are always alternative perspectives.


What final reflection comforts her? Oh how his taunts, his loathing fierce reproaches, scarred and seared, like branding iron hissing in a wound! In her words intimate thoughts merge with bitter irony: Why in augsta view can others not help her?

What occupation did she engage in, and what ended her employment? Are we supposed to view her as admirable? Money’s the root of evil do they say? Fancy me infallible nursery saint, live code of law!

A Castaway – Poem by Augusta Davies Webster

The poems tell about the indecent, condemned occupation that makes them socially unacceptable figures. The Doubter augysta excluded and ignored by the author he hoped would be his teacher:.

No, let me, like a bird bred in the cage, that, singing its own self to gladness there, agusta some who hear it gladder, take what part I have been born to, and make joy of it.

I see he did his best; I could wish now sending it back I had professed some thanks. Was this a choice? I think indeed some kind hand, a woman’s — I hate men — had stretched itself to help me to firm ground, taken a chance and risked my webstfr back, could have gone webste way not falling back: I could have laughed webdter Or maybe taken me to his home to damn him worse?


The Doubter struggles to develop his own ideas within an environment that is not only intellectually unfriendly but distracting:.

In refusing her former lover’s offer of money? No wishes and no cares, almost no hopes, only the young girl’s hazed and golden dreams that veil the Future from her. How does she react to the pious tract which condemns harlotry? Was that the bell? Why do you think Webster included this passage? Are there problems wider than her own position in the labor market? This book, along with her Dramatic Studiesestablished Webster as a leading poet during the same decade she was actively involved in feminist politics.

What fates may other mothers have suffered, and why?

Would they try to ship us to the colonies for wives? The other day I saw a woman weep beside her dead child’s bed: I could have been no mother, I, lost then beyond his saving. What attitude does she express toward men, and what do you think motivates this?

Augusta Webster – Wikipedia

No help, no help, no help. Old — that’s to be nothing, or to be at best a blurred memorial that in better days there was a woman once with such a name. Yea, my new marriage hope has been achieved: