Jeremy Hawthorn
Biographic Data
| ID | 252814 |
|---|---|
| NAME | Jeremy Hawthorn |
| GIVEN NAMES | Jeremy |
| FAMILY NAME | Hawthorn |
| SIGNATURE | HAWTHORN J |
| AFFILIATIONS | Sunderland Polytechnic |
| VERIFIED | No |
| TOTAL WORKS | 24 |
| TOTAL CITATIONS | 1439 |
| AUTHOR COUNT | 5 |
| EDITOR COUNT | 19 |
| FIRST PUBLICATION YEAR | 1974 |
| LATEST PUBLICATION YEAR | 2023 |
| H-INDEX | 1 |
The Blossom Which We Are
Reviewed by: The Blossom Which We Are: The Novel and the Transience of Cultural Worlds by Nir Evron Jeremy Hawthorn Nir Evron, The Blossom Which We Are: The Novel and the Transience of Cultural Worlds. New York: SUNY Press, 2020. 223 pp. Nir Evron opens his book with a quotation from Amos Oz. In it, Oz argues that the greatest creations in world literature have generally been produced in the twilight, or in relation to a period of twilight. Evron…
The Inheritors and The Nature of a Crime
This volume offers scholars the first authoritative text of two works produced collaboratively by two of the most important modern British novelists. Long hard to obtain and frequently neglected by critics, each can now be appreciated both in its own right and as part of the two authors' individual oeuvres. This scholarly edition situates both works in the context of the writers' meeting and ongoing collaboration, providing illuminating literary …
Ii
The Egeria of the “Russian Mazzini”* produced, at first view, a strong effect by the deathlike immobility of an obviously painted face. The eyes appeared extraordinarily brilliant. The figure, in a close-fitting dress, admirably made, but by no means fresh, had an...
Iii
We remained looking at each other for a time. “Do you know who he is?” Miss Haldin, coming forward, put this question to me in English. I took her offered hand. “Everybody knows. He is a revolutionary feminist, a great writer, if you like, and—how...
Ii
The words and events of that evening must have been graven as if with a steel tool on Mr. Razumov’s brain since he was able to write his relation with such fullness and precision a good many months afterwards. The record of the thoughts which...
Iv
In his incertitude of the ground on which he stood Razumov felt perturbed. Turning his head quickly, he saw two men on the opposite side of the road. Seeing themselves noticed by Sophia Antonovna, they crossed over at once, and passed one after another...
I
The water under the bridge ran violent and deep. Its slightly undulating rush seemed capable of scouring out a channel for itself through solid granite while you looked. But had it flowed through Razumov’s breast, it could not have washed away the accumulated bitterness...
I
The origin of Mr. Razumov’s record is connected with an event characteristic of modern Russia in the actual fact: the assassination of a prominent statesman—and still more characteristic of the moral corruption of an oppressed society where the noblest aspirations of humanity, the desire...
Iii
Razumov, thus left to himself, took the direction of the gate. But on this day of many conversations, he discovered that very probably he could not leave the grounds without having to hold another one. Stepping in view from beyond the lodge appeared the expected...
Iii
Approaching this part of Mr. Razumov’s story, my mind, the decent mind of an old teacher of languages, feels more and more the difficulty of the task. The task is not in truth the writing in the narrative form a précis of...
Iv
Several days elapsed before I met Nathalie Haldin again. I was crossing the place in front of the theatre when I made out her shapely figure in the very act of turning between the gate pillars of the unattractive public promenade of the Bastions....
V
It was nearly a fortnight after her mother’s funeral that I saw Natalia Haldin for the last time. In those silent, sombre days the doors of the appartement on the Boulevard des Philosophes were closed to every one but myself. I believe I...
Ii
Our daily relations were interrupted at this period for something like a fortnight. I had to absent myself unexpectedly from Geneva. On my return I lost no time in directing my steps up the Boulevard des Philosophes. Through the open door of the drawing-room I...
I
In the conduct of an invented story there are, no doubt, certain proprieties to be observed for the sake of clearness and effect. A man of imagination, however inexperienced in the art of narrative, has his instinct to guide him in the choice of...
Ii
“ Perhaps life is just that,” reflected Razumov, pacing to and fro under the trees of the little island, all alone with the bronze statue of Rousseau. “A dream and a fear.” The dusk deepened. The pages written over and torn out of his...
V
With a quick inclination of the head for us both, and an earnest, friendly glance at the young man, Miss Haldin left us covering our heads and looking after her straight, supple figure receding rapidly. Her walk was not that hybrid and uncertain gliding...
Iii
“ You will come in for a moment?” said Natalia Haldin. I demurred on account of the late hour. “You know mother likes you so much,” she insisted. “I will just come in to hear how your mother is.” She said, as if to herself,...
Iv
Razumov walked straight home on the wet glistening pavement. A heavy shower passed over him; distant lightning played faintly against the fronts of the dumb houses with the shuttered shops all along the Rue de Carouge; and now and then, after the faint flash,...
I
That I should, at the beginning of this retrospect, mention again that Mr. Razumov’s youth had no one in the world, as literally no one as it can be honestly affirmed of any human being, is but a statement of fact from a man...
Under Western Eyes
First published in 1911, Under Western Eyes traces the experiences of Razumov, a young Russian student of philosophy who is uninvolved in politics or protest. Against his will he finds himself caught up in the aftermath of a terrorist bombing directed against the Tsarist authorities. He is pulled in different directions - by his conscience and his ambitions, by powerful opposed political forces, but most of all by personal emotions he is unable t…
A Glossary of Contemporary Literary Theory
Introduction to Poetics
Communication
The Marxist Orientation to Art and Literature
Under Western Eyes
First published in 1911, Under Western Eyes traces the experiences of Razumov, a young Russian student of philosophy who is uninvolved in politics or protest. Against his will he finds himself caught up in the aftermath of a terrorist bombing directed against the Tsarist authorities. He is pulled in different directions - by his conscience and his ambitions, by powerful opposed political forces, but most of all by personal emotions he is unable t…
The Marxist Orientation to Art and Literature
Communication
Introduction to Poetics
A Glossary of Contemporary Literary Theory
Ii
The Egeria of the “Russian Mazzini”* produced, at first view, a strong effect by the deathlike immobility of an obviously painted face. The eyes appeared extraordinarily brilliant. The figure, in a close-fitting dress, admirably made, but by no means fresh, had an...
Iii
We remained looking at each other for a time. “Do you know who he is?” Miss Haldin, coming forward, put this question to me in English. I took her offered hand. “Everybody knows. He is a revolutionary feminist, a great writer, if you like, and—how...
Ii
The words and events of that evening must have been graven as if with a steel tool on Mr. Razumov’s brain since he was able to write his relation with such fullness and precision a good many months afterwards. The record of the thoughts which...
Iv
In his incertitude of the ground on which he stood Razumov felt perturbed. Turning his head quickly, he saw two men on the opposite side of the road. Seeing themselves noticed by Sophia Antonovna, they crossed over at once, and passed one after another...
I
The water under the bridge ran violent and deep. Its slightly undulating rush seemed capable of scouring out a channel for itself through solid granite while you looked. But had it flowed through Razumov’s breast, it could not have washed away the accumulated bitterness...
I
The origin of Mr. Razumov’s record is connected with an event characteristic of modern Russia in the actual fact: the assassination of a prominent statesman—and still more characteristic of the moral corruption of an oppressed society where the noblest aspirations of humanity, the desire...
Iii
Razumov, thus left to himself, took the direction of the gate. But on this day of many conversations, he discovered that very probably he could not leave the grounds without having to hold another one. Stepping in view from beyond the lodge appeared the expected...
Iii
Approaching this part of Mr. Razumov’s story, my mind, the decent mind of an old teacher of languages, feels more and more the difficulty of the task. The task is not in truth the writing in the narrative form a précis of...
Iv
Several days elapsed before I met Nathalie Haldin again. I was crossing the place in front of the theatre when I made out her shapely figure in the very act of turning between the gate pillars of the unattractive public promenade of the Bastions....
V
It was nearly a fortnight after her mother’s funeral that I saw Natalia Haldin for the last time. In those silent, sombre days the doors of the appartement on the Boulevard des Philosophes were closed to every one but myself. I believe I...
Ii
Our daily relations were interrupted at this period for something like a fortnight. I had to absent myself unexpectedly from Geneva. On my return I lost no time in directing my steps up the Boulevard des Philosophes. Through the open door of the drawing-room I...
I
In the conduct of an invented story there are, no doubt, certain proprieties to be observed for the sake of clearness and effect. A man of imagination, however inexperienced in the art of narrative, has his instinct to guide him in the choice of...
Ii
“ Perhaps life is just that,” reflected Razumov, pacing to and fro under the trees of the little island, all alone with the bronze statue of Rousseau. “A dream and a fear.” The dusk deepened. The pages written over and torn out of his...
V
With a quick inclination of the head for us both, and an earnest, friendly glance at the young man, Miss Haldin left us covering our heads and looking after her straight, supple figure receding rapidly. Her walk was not that hybrid and uncertain gliding...
Iii
“ You will come in for a moment?” said Natalia Haldin. I demurred on account of the late hour. “You know mother likes you so much,” she insisted. “I will just come in to hear how your mother is.” She said, as if to herself,...
Iv
Razumov walked straight home on the wet glistening pavement. A heavy shower passed over him; distant lightning played faintly against the fronts of the dumb houses with the shuttered shops all along the Rue de Carouge; and now and then, after the faint flash,...
I
That I should, at the beginning of this retrospect, mention again that Mr. Razumov’s youth had no one in the world, as literally no one as it can be honestly affirmed of any human being, is but a statement of fact from a man...
Under Western Eyes
First published in 1911, Under Western Eyes traces the experiences of Razumov, a young Russian student of philosophy who is uninvolved in politics or protest. Against his will he finds himself caught up in the aftermath of a terrorist bombing directed against the Tsarist authorities. He is pulled in different directions - by his conscience and his ambitions, by powerful opposed political forces, but most of all by personal emotions he is unable t…
The Inheritors and The Nature of a Crime
This volume offers scholars the first authoritative text of two works produced collaboratively by two of the most important modern British novelists. Long hard to obtain and frequently neglected by critics, each can now be appreciated both in its own right and as part of the two authors' individual oeuvres. This scholarly edition situates both works in the context of the writers' meeting and ongoing collaboration, providing illuminating literary …
The Blossom Which We Are
Reviewed by: The Blossom Which We Are: The Novel and the Transience of Cultural Worlds by Nir Evron Jeremy Hawthorn Nir Evron, The Blossom Which We Are: The Novel and the Transience of Cultural Worlds. New York: SUNY Press, 2020. 223 pp. Nir Evron opens his book with a quotation from Amos Oz. In it, Oz argues that the greatest creations in world literature have generally been produced in the twilight, or in relation to a period of twilight. Evron…
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