by Sandra F. Siegel
Wilde's power to arouse fantasies in others - and to fulfill them - is
seemingly inexhaustible. Everyone has an opinion about Oscar Wilde. It is
also true that opinions about no other author have been so ill-informed.
From the beginning, there appeared to be about Wilde something slightly
slant. Earlier in the century the fantasies perhaps might have been
dispelled. Now, as the century draws to a close, the same fantasies
continue to circulate.
It is impossible to say exactly when Wilde became a public figure. In
1878 he won the prestigious Newdigate prize at Oxford for the "best
poem in English verse" and he gave the winner's ceremonial reading at
the Sheldonian Theatre. Relatives, friends, and his former teacher in
classics, J. P. Mahaffy, came across from Dublin to attend. Shortly
thereafter, Wilde went to London to pursue an as yet undecided career.
About a dozen of his poems had been published in Dublin magazines. In
London he added additional poems to those already in print and in 1881 he
published them. Critics who reviewed the volume were divided in their
opinions, as they generally are. His poetry was associated with a movement
that had been identified at least a decade earlier as
"Aestheticism," by which was meant, according to one of its most
popular critics, Robert Buchanan, art that was degenerate in making public
its explicit attentiveness to private emotions, barbaric in its
preoccupation with ritual, and Jacobin-inclined to violent excess-in its
politics. The latter allusion evoked recurrent English fears of
Anglo-Irish and Anglo-French collusion in real or imagined "papist
plots." When Wilde's poems were published his name was linked to
Dante Gabriel Rossetti and Algernon Swinburne and Charles Baudelaire.
Accusations of "plagiarism," a subject which was then, as it is
now, complex and controversial, were probably more damaging.
Despite the mixed response to Wilde's poems, in 1881 he was invited by
the Librarian of the Oxford Union, Oxford's undergraduate debating
society, to present a copy of the volume as a gift, which he inscribed:
"To the Oxford Union, My first volume of poems." There can be no
doubt that Wilde's career - as a social critic and as a dramatist -
pivoted downward after the scandalous trials that convicted him in 1895 of
"gross indecency" and sent hi m to prison for two years. What is
nearly always forgotten is that although he was not yet a public figure in
1881, the scandal that arose from the Union's rejection of his Poems and
the accusation of plagiarism ensured that he was on his way to becoming
one. Never before had a book been presented that had not been accepted: in
this case the Oxford Union established the more indecorous precedent of
rejecting a gift that an author had been invited to present. The Union
sent a letter of apology to Wilde to which he replied that he regretted
its decision, his "chief regret indeed being that there should still
be at Oxford such a large number of young men who are ready to accept
their own ignorance as an index, and their own conceit a criterion of any
imaginative and beautiful work" and he expressed the hope that
"no other poet or writer of English will ever be subjected to what I
feel sure you as well as myself are conscious of, the coarse impertinence
of having a work officially rejected which has been no less officially
sought for."
Punch, which devoted itself to verbal and visual caricature,
attended with pleasure to the fray at Oxford and contributed to drawing
attention to the young "aesthete" from Dublin even as it
continued to draw attention to vexed political issues: Home Rule for
Ireland; Gladstone's Land Reform Bills; and Irish nationalist agitation.
Wilde had opinions about Irish nationalism, about Home Rule, and about the
history of Anglo-Irish relations which he would soon convey to audiences
in North America that numbered in the thousands, of whom many belonged to
the emigrant millions who fled earlier in the century during the Famine
years. In one review of James Anthony Froude's writings on England, he
wrote: "Blue-Books are generally dull reading, but Blue-Books on
Ireland have always been interesting. They form the record of one of the
great tragedies of modern Europe. In them England has written her own
indictment against herself and has given the world this history of her
shame." This voice, as audible in Wilde's early as in his later
writings, is less familiar. Legend has prevailed in favoring the
flamboyant, self-absorbed "dandy" - for "dandy" read
homosexual - in pursuit of notoriety.
We have always known that the early studies of Wilde are unreliable.
Often, readings of his work have depended on questionable texts. More
often, readings of his life have depended on apocryphal anecdotes.
Although the need for a complete and authoritative edition of Wilde's work
has been apparent for nearly a century, scholars have been slow to
respond. Wilde has inspired, nevertheless, a flourishing bibliography of
critical studies, biographies, novels, plays, poems, and films. In his
recent bibliographical study of Wilde, Ian Small concurs with two other
Englishmen, Ian Fletcher and John Stokes, who, in the mid- 1970s, in an
extensive review of Anglo-Irish writing, declared that "in all their
dealings with Wilde, the English have been wrong about practically
everything." Small points optimistically to the promise of
scholarship during the 1980s. In the mid-nineties there is reason for
greater optimism. Yet, in studies of Wilde, even the most scholarly
critics have proceeded without their habitual caution.
Richard Ellmann, in his Oscar Wilde (1987), might have revised
this view in his magisterial biography. Instead, his detailed narrative
discloses Wilde's secret: Wilde had a secret life. In this view, Wilde
enacted his secret before he was aware of the forces that impelled him to
behave one way rather than another way, forces that drove him to
self-destruction.
Ellmann brings to his reading of Wilde a particular notion of "the
homosexual" as a "self" at once stable, opaque, and
obsessive (rather than, for example, volatile, porous, and fluctuating, as
the "self" might be regarded). Invariably, Ellmann finds in
nearly every episode of Wilde's life traces of the insuppressible
"homosexual impulse" or, as he sometimes refers to it, Wilde's
"homosexual drive." According to Ellmann's reading, that is the
same impulse that accounts for Wilde's public displays and his
simultaneous private liaisons. One particular photograph with the caption, "Wilde in costume as Salome," is falsely
identified as Wilde. It was not until 1992, five years after Ellmann's
biography was published, that John Stokes and, subsequently in 1994,
Merlin Holland, Oscar Wilde's grandson, acknowledging the scholarly
pursuit of Horst Schroeder, corrected and explained the error. In The
Times Literary Supplement Merlin Holland alerted readers that this
photograph is not of Wilde but of Alice Guszalewicz, a Hungarian actress
who, in 1906, played Salome in Richard Strauss's opera. It should be
noted, as Merlin Holland points out, it is likely that Ellmann, so near to
the end of his own life, did not personally verify the source of the
photograph. Ellmann might have prevented the error had circumstances been
different. Nevertheless, the elision of Oscar Wilde with Alice Guszalewicz
is telling. Perhaps there is something to be gained from the error: it
alerts us to the force of our fantasies.
Photographs seldom coincide with the mental images we carry of
ourselves or of others. This photograph is an exception. How perfectly it
coincides with a certain image of Wilde. Here we are meant to see the
"homosexual impulse" - Ellmann's myth - actualized in the
fullness of its remarkable simplicity.
Wilde is presented to us cross-dressed, bedecked with jewelry in the
costume of Salome. He has cast himself in the leading role for a private
performance of his own censored play - the Lord Chamberlain denied a
license, which in 1893 prevented the performance of Salome in
London. Here Wilde displays his public self and, at the same time, reveals
to us his lurid secret self, the "self" that Ellmann's narrative
discloses sympathetically. That is the myth. In the biography, this
photograph is ringed round with the various episodes that constitute
Ellmann's life of Wilde. In this poised moment the camera - and the
biographer - has captured the profoundly narcissistic gesture, the single
gesture, that is meant to evoke the entire life. According to this reading
that considers homoeroticism to be a variety of "narcissism,"
the figure kneeling, his hands outstretched, is about to embrace the
severed head of John the Baptist. Once the head is raised Wilde will press
his lips against John's lips as Herod will look on in horror.
There is more to be observed about this scene, but not now. What
remains to be said here is this: as in the play Herod views the behavior
of Salome, so in this photograph we see, or imagine we see, the behavior
of Wilde. Like so many anecdotes that constitute the legend, this
photographic anecdote turns Wilde into a lurid spectacle. How was it
possible for this photograph of Alice Guszalewicz to pass as Wilde? When
we bring to bear on the legend of Wilde a more supple conception of our
own affective lives than the prevailing view of our late
nineteenth-century forebears, we are likely to see Wilde as well as
ourselves somewhat differently. Then it may well turn out that we will
learn more about our own fantasies than about Wilde. Then we will look
upon the spectacle of Wilde criticism with wonder.
Sandra F. Siegel, Fellow at the Society for the Humanities and professor
of English, holds a degree from the Committee on Social Thought from the
University of Chicago. She has published on Yeats, Wilde, and the late
nineteenth century. The Politics of Perception: Oscar Wilde and
Modern England is forthcoming. Her current work, on Tudor and Stuart
Jest-Books, is a study of the place of laughter in social relations. She
is a recipient of the Clark Award for Distinguished Teaching.
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