Alethea hat geschrieben:
...Woher soll man es auch wissen, wenn man vorher noch nie etwas von ihr gehört hat?

Schließlich hat sie sich damals absichtlich einen Männernamen gegeben, damit nicht gleich alle Welt wusste, dass die schlimme Mary dahinter steckte, die in wilder Ehe mit dem ehebrecherischen George Lewes zusammen lebte...

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Ich hatte damals "Silas Marner" gelesen und war der Meinung das hätte ein Mann geschrieben...
Bruki
PS: Das hat George Eliot über Jane Austen gesagt - und George Lewes wird auch zitiert (die Anmerkungen sind von Ashton Dennis

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George Eliot (?)
This next bit is not quite so funny because these final quotes are from
George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans, later Cross) (1819-1880), so they have to be taken seriously. Our only chance here is the simple fact that they may not be the words of George Eliot because they are taken from an unsigned, published article that scholars only attribute to George Eliot—Remember, always carry with you the examples of the "Piltdown Man" and the "Hitler Diaries".
"... The high reputation which Miss Austen's novels gained, and still retain, is a proof of the ready appreciation which is always felt when an author dares to be natural. Without brilliancy of any kind—without imagination, depth of thought, or wide experience, Miss Austen, by simply describing what she knew and had seen, and making accurate portraits of very tiresome and uninteresting people, is recognized as a true artist, and will continue to be admired, when many authors more ambitious, and believing themselves filled with a much higher inspiration, will be neglected and forgotten. ... People will persist in admiring what they can appreciate and understand ... But Miss Austen's accurate scenes from dull life, and Miss Burney's long histories of amiable and persecuted heroines, though belonging to the modern and reformed school of novels, must be classed in the lower division. ... They show us too much of the littlenesses and trivialities of life, and limit themselves so scrupulously to the sayings and doings of dull, ignorant, and disagreeable people, that their very truthfulness makes us yawn. They fall short of fulfilling the objects, and satisfying the necessities of Fiction in its highest aspect—as the art whose office it is 'to interest, to please, and sportively to elevate—to take man from the low passions and miserable troubles of life into a higher region, to beguile weary and selfish pain, to excite a generous sorrow at vicissitudes not his own, to raise the passions into sympathy with heroic troubles, and to admit the soul into that serener atmosphere from which it rarely returns to ordinary existence without some memory or association which ought to enlarge the domain of thought, and exalt the motives of action.'" (Anonymous (George Eliot?) The Progress of Fiction as an Art, 1853 [South-68, #34])
Pooh-pooh-pee-do. Still, I think I get it, Mary Ann; Jane Austen should have written about those wild and crazy guys in Middlemarch.
George Henry Lewes (1817-1878) was born the year that Jane Austen died. He is mentioned above in the treatment of Charlotte Bronte's views because he was one of her chief antagonistic correspondents on all matters pertaining to Jane Austen. However, Lewes figures even more prominently in the discussion of George Eliot's views because he became Mary Ann's lover in 1854 and they remained together until his death twenty-four years later. George Eliot's best-known novels began to appear shortly after their affair was consummated. I have seen him described, variously, as an accomplished philosopher and as "an accomplished and scholarly journalist with a great interest in literature". He must have been very bright because he championed Jane Austen's novels.
"What we most hardily enjoy and applaud, is truth in the delineation of life and character: incidents however wonderful, adventures however perilous, are almost as naught when compared with the deep and lasting interest excited by any thing like a correct representation of life. That indeed seems to us to be Art, and the only Art we care to applaud. To make our meaning precise, we should say that Fielding and Miss Austen are the greatest novelists in our language. ... Now Miss Austen has been called a prose Shakespeare; and, among others by Macaulay. ... we confess the greatness of Miss Austen, her marvelous dramatic power, seems more than any thing in Scott akin to the greatest quality in Shakespeare. ..." (G. H. Lewes Recent Novels: French and English, 1847)
Actually, this was the first time in print that Jane Austen had been called the "prose Shakespeare"; everyone today is convinced that the term was Lewes's invention although he would continue to attribute it to Macaulay.
"First and foremost let Jane Austen be named, the greatest artist that has ever written, using the term to signify the most perfect mastery over the means to her end. There are heights and depths in human nature Miss Austen has never scaled nor fathomed, there are worlds of passionate existence into which she has never set foot; but although this is obvious to every reader, it is equally obvious that she risked no failures by attempting to delineate that which she had not seen. Her circle may be restricted, but it is complete. Her world is a perfect orb, and vital. ... To read one of her books is like an actual experience of life: you know the people as if you had lived with them, and you feel something of personal affection towards them. ... We do not find such profound psychological insight as may be found in George Sand (not to mention male writers), but taking the type to which the characters belong, we see the most intimate and accurate knowledge in all Miss Austen's creations. ... Strong lights are unnecessary, true lights being at command. ..."
"Of greater genius, and incomparably deeper experience, George Sand represents woman's literature more illustriously and more obviously. In her, quite apart from the magnificent gifts of Nature, we see the influence of Sorrow, as a determining impulse to write, and the abiding consciousness of the womanly point of view as the subject matter of her writings." (G. H. Lewes The Lady Novelists, 1852)
My reference here has been B. C. Southam [South-68]. You will find much, much more about Lewes in that collection—I highly recommend it.
Poor Mary Ann, it almost seems that she was getting it from all directions. She was getting it from her live-in lover and, so it is reported, she was getting it from acquaintance. It is said that Alfred Lord Tennyson once told her that "he greatly admired her insight into character, but did not think her so true to nature as Shakespeare or Miss Austen".