Froude's History of England E-Book

Charles Kingsley

• Herausgeber: Booksell-Verlag
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

In "Froude's History of England," Charles Kingsley engages with the complex narrative of England's past, offering a critical examination of James Anthony Froude's approach to historical writing. The book reflects Kingsley'Äôs preference for a vibrant narrative style, characterized by eloquent prose that seeks to illuminate the moral and ideological implications of historical events. Set against the backdrop of the Victorian era, when history was increasingly being viewed through a lens of rationality and progress, Kingsley'Äôs work critiques Froude'Äôs interpretations while aspiring to a more inclusive and morally sound understanding of England'Äôs history, highlighting the interplay between history, faith, and societal development. Charles Kingsley (1819'Äì1875) was a distinguished Victorian author, historian, and theologian, whose experiences as a clergyman deeply influenced his views on moral and social reform. Kingsley'Äôs diverse career'Äîranging from his roles in education, literature, and social activism'Äîfueled his passion for understanding England'Äôs historical trajectory. His critiques of Froude arose from a desire to seek truth amid the turbulent social changes of the era and challenge narratives that seemed to neglect the role of ethical considerations in history. Recommended for historians, students, and general readers alike, Kingsley's 'ÄúFroude's History of England'Äù offers a compelling examination of the interplay between historical narrative and moral purpose. The book invites readers to reconsider the ways in which history is constructed and interpreted, providing profound insights that resonate with contemporary discussions on historiography and identity.

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Charles Kingsley

Froude's History of England

Published by Good Press, 2022

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EAN 4064066102388

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There appeared a few years since a ‘Comic History of England,’ duly caricaturing and falsifying all our great national events, and representing the English people, for many centuries back, as a mob of fools and knaves, led by the nose in each generation by a few arch-fools and arch-knaves. Some thoughtful persons regarded the book with utter contempt and indignation; it seemed to them a crime to have written it; a proof of ‘banausia,’ as Aristotle would have called it, only to be outdone by the writing a ‘Comic Bible.’ After a while, however, their indignation began to subside; their second thoughts, as usual, were more charitable than their first; they were not surprised to hear that the author was an honest, just, and able magistrate; they saw that the publication of such a book involved no moral turpitude; that it was merely meant as a jest on a subject on which jesting was permissible, and as a money speculation in a field of which men had a right to make money; while all which seemed offensive in it was merely the outcome, and as it were apotheosis, of that method of writing English history which has been popular for nearly a hundred years. ‘Which of our modern historians,’ they asked themselves, ‘has had any real feeling of the importance, the sacredness, of his subject?—any real trust in, or respect for, the characters with whom he dealt? Has not the belief of each and all of them been the same—that on the whole, the many always have been fools and knaves; foolish and knavish enough, at least, to become the puppets of a few fools and knaves who held the reins of power? Have they not held that, on the whole, the problems of human nature and human history have been sufficiently solved by Gibbon and Voltaire, Gil Blas and Figaro; that our forefathers were silly barbarians; that this glorious nineteenth century is the one region of light, and that all before was outer darkness, peopled by ‘foreign devils,’ Englishmen, no doubt, according to the flesh, but in spirit, in knowledge, in creed, in customs, so utterly different from ourselves that we shall merely show our sentimentalism by doing aught but laughing at them?

On what other principle have our English histories as yet been constructed, even down to the children’s books, which taught us in childhood that the history of this country was nothing but a string of foolish wars, carried on by wicked kings, for reasons hitherto unexplained, save on that great historic law of Goldsmith’s by which Sir Archibald Alison would still explain the French Revolution—

‘The dog, to serve his private ends, Went mad, and bit the man?’