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Hideous Love

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by Stephanie Hemphill


  THE HUNTS’ ARRIVAL

  June–July 1822

  The Hunts and their six children

  finally land in Italy at Genoa

  on the twentieth of June.

  Shelley rejoices

  that they are finally here,

  and he and Edward

  make plans to sail

  to meet them in Genoa.

  Marianne Hunt is very ill,

  but so too am I,

  and I entreat Shelley

  please not to go.

  But my pleas

  are as cries to the deaf,

  seen but not heard.

  The Hunts change their plans

  and decide they will go to Livorno,

  so Shelley, Edward, Captain Roberts,

  and Charles Vivian, their

  one-boy crew,

  will sail to meet them there.

  I again beg Shelley not to go,

  but he refuses me

  as though I am but a nagging fly

  in this oppressive summer heat.

  Before he leaves,

  Shelley promises me he will

  look for new lodging for us

  at Pugnano for the rest of the summer.

  This calms me a little

  like a handkerchief

  offered to the mourning.

  Still I have a mind to pack up

  Percy and head to Pisa myself.

  NO GOOD NEWS FOR MARY

  July 1822

  On July fourth a most upsetting

  letter arrives from Shelley

  that he will not in fact

  look for a new house at Pugnano

  and he cannot say when he will return.

  He wishes that I stay in Lerici

  where I am in such agony

  under the scorching sun

  and without him.

  He tells me he and Hunt

  had a joyous reunion

  in Livorno after not seeing

  each other for four years.

  They then traveled to Pisa,

  where the Hunts were installed

  in the apartments set aside

  for them in Byron’s palazzo.

  Marianne is said to be in grave

  health and all are concerned

  for her; the travel has made

  her so very weak.

  I understand how she feels.

  Also the Hunts

  are destitute and fully dependent

  on the idea of living off the profits

  from this new journal Hunt

  is to edit with Byron.

  Byron tires of the idea

  of the journal

  before it is even begun.

  Byron contemplates leaving

  Tuscany altogether, because

  Teresa and her family

  face trouble here

  after the whole Masi affair.

  Shelley mends the broken

  bond over the journal,

  like a tailor stitching up

  a tattered suit,

  and Byron agrees to stay in Pisa.

  But my Shelley maneuvers

  much negotiation on Hunt’s behalf.

  Edward wishes to return to Jane

  here in Lerici, as would be

  expected of a husband.

  I send the saddest of letters

  to my Shelley in his absence.

  Shelley writes letters to Jane

  worried about how she handles

  her solitary and melancholy,

  but he directs

  no sympathy to me.

  THEN

  July 1822

  I lie back against

  my mother’s gravestone,

  and Shelley runs

  his fingers through

  my fine red hair.

  The limbs of the willow

  embrace us

  with their verdant arms.

  His wild eyes

  blaze with a passion

  I have never known

  like a thousand

  acres aflame.

  I want to say something,

  but Shelley

  seals my lips.

  “All words fail

  this moment,”

  he says.

  I fervently nod my head.

  I hear a small whimper

  like the wind’s whistling cry.

  “Mama.”

  I push the covers

  from my bed.

  I was reveling

  in a lovely dream.

  THE STORM

  July 8, 1822

  The Ariel sets sail from Livorno

  to come back to Lerici.

  The only people aboard

  are Shelley, Williams,

  and the crew boy, Charles Vivian.

  Captain Roberts sees

  the boat take leave

  and watches some ominous clouds

  form on the horizon.

  After an hour,

  through his telescope Roberts

  views a storm come up

  and swears he saw the boat

  take down its topsails.

  But I’m not sure,

  for without a deck

  and with sails hard to bring down,

  even a small but sudden

  gust of wind could upset the Ariel.

  And my Shelley cannot swim.

  THE MEN HAVE NOT RETURNED

  July 11, 1822

  Claire, Jane, and I

  grow more anxious

  than mothers of ailing infants.

  A letter arrives

  from Hunt confirming

  that the Ariel left Livorno in a storm.

  Leigh Hunt wants news

  of the travelers’ safe arrival.

  The suspense is as dreadful

  as a nest of vicious cobras.

  Jane fears the worst.

  Even though I have not left

  the villa for nearly a month,

  and look more like

  a ghost than a woman,

  Jane and I depart for Pisa

  immediately

  and head to Byron’s.

  Byron provides no news

  except that Edward, Shelley,

  and Charles Vivian had sailed

  the previous Monday in a storm.

  We cannot stop to rest,

  but take a carriage to Livorno

  in search of Trelawny and Captain Roberts.

  Roberts tries to assure us

  that he saw the topsails

  being taken down, though

  it must have been hard

  to view anything for certain

  in the haze of the storm.

  Trelawny escorts us back to Lerici.

  I feel as though

  I shall go into convulsions.

  As we cross the river

  I fear I plod through

  my lover’s grave.

  Trelawny goes searching

  for the men

  and when we hear nothing

  I gain a bit of hope.

  No hope

  only death,

  as the sad news

  finally reaches us

  that three bodies

  have been discovered.

  Trelawny identified Shelley

  by the volume

  of Keats’s poems

  found on his person.

  SHELLEY’S CALL

  August 1822

  I can faintly hear

  my lover’s long-ago call

  to join him

  so that we shall never

  be separated,

  but united in death.

  No laudanum

  can bring back

  my Shelley

  and I cannot abandon

  my child.

  I close off

  like a coffin lid has slid

  over my senses.

  Everyone sings praises of Shelley.

  I find a bit of comfort in this.
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br />   I write to my father that

  I feel my Shelley is ever with me.

  I must live to be good and wise,

  then I will deserve to join

  Shelley someday.

  A FUNERAL

  August 16, 1822

  As I paralyze in grief,

  Trelawny arranges the funeral.

  Williams and Shelley

  will be exhumed from

  the graves on the beach

  where they were found,

  and they will be burned to ash.

  As my father could not bear

  to attend my mother’s funeral,

  I cannot be present at my love’s burial.

  I stay at home and write

  a letter to Maria Gisborne.

  I lament the fact that

  Shelley and I were fighting

  on the day he left

  and that I begged him to stay.

  I feel guilt and sorrow.

  I miss my love

  more than I can express.

  Thank goodness for my little

  Percy.

  Shelley’s friends built a portable

  structure on which to burn the bodies

  and brought frankincense,

  salt, wine, and oil to sprinkle

  on the men.

  Trelawny said that

  the scenery on the shore

  was as lonely and grand

  as Shelley’s poetry.

  He and Byron and Hunt

  imagined that Shelley’s spirit

  soared above them.

  Byron swam out to his boat,

  the Bolivar, while Leigh Hunt

  remained in the carriage

  and Trelawny watched

  Shelley’s body burn for four hours.

  The flames were incandescent

  as was Shelley, and they consumed

  all of him, except his heart.

  I keep Shelley’s heart

  close to me always,

  preserved in wine and stored

  in my portable writing desk.

  Whenever I need

  inspiration or stimulus

  my dear love’s remains

  will remind me

  that I now have not only

  my parents’ legacy to consider

  but also my Shelley’s.

  I must keep alight his flame.

  ELEGY FOR MY SHELLEY

  1822

  We built a world of words

  and yet none satisfy now.

  If you are ash

  where do I store my heart?

  If you are buried

  who will teach our child

  to say “yes”

  in a foreign tongue?

  If you are spirit

  who will craft poems

  that awaken the soul?

  If you are memory

  what lighthouse

  calls your ship to shore?

  I vow to lay down my life

  to make your name known.

  AUTHOR’S NOTE

  “Beware; for I am fearless and therefore powerful.”

  —Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein

  I love Frankenstein because of its gothic origins, its human values, its indelible characters, and its enduring heart. Many things compel an author to write a book, but in the case of Hideous Love, what most drew me to the subject matter was Mary’s youth and indomitable spirit. A woman of intellect, highly respected now as one of the important writers of her time, Mary broke the mold. She wrote a masterpiece of the English language in her teens. Her life challenged her with its tragedies and strife, and yet, fearlessly, she never gave up. When she left home and traveled with Shelley, a chest of her early writings was lost. This book was inspired in part by the idea that other tales of Mary’s adventures were lost along her tangled path.

  After the tragic loss of Shelley, Mary spent much of her life compiling his work. In 1839, when his father finally lifted his prohibition against publishing Shelley’s writings, Mary brought out an annotated collection of her husband’s poetry. Her work helped to establish Percy Bysshe Shelley as one of the greatest poets of his period and of English literature in general. Mary never again married but devoted her life to writing, to raising her son, Percy, and to the promotion of Shelley’s work. She also continued to support her father financially. Mary died from a brain tumor in 1851 at the age of fifty-three.

  Without question Mary’s most iconic and popular work, both during her lifetime and after her death, has been Frankenstein. The most universally read version is the 1831 edition of the novel, which Mary revised and to which she added her own introduction, though among scholars there has been some resurgence in reading the original 1818 text. Despite mixed and, sometimes, less than laudatory reviews, Frankenstein was a bestseller of its day. The book was even turned into a stage play during Mary’s life—the equivalent of becoming a movie today. Frankenstein throughout its history has been published in hundreds of editions and is often required reading in high schools and colleges.

  I believe this book endures not only because of its multiple themes, its lyrical writing, its feminist principles, and its science fiction origins, but also because it creates universal and intricate characters and situations. The book causes the reader to think with gravity about the nature of life. It also bridges an important place in literary history—the transition from gothic eighteenth-century literature into the realism championed by novels of the nineteenth century. Now nearly two hundred years old, Frankenstein still pervades our culture, from movies to postage stamps to cereal boxes to Halloween costumes. Say “Frankenstein” to a young child and the vision of a monster comes to mind, just as it did for Mary that dark and rainy summer night in 1816. Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley and her monster of a book fearlessly pioneered a new type of novel, one that powerfully withstands the test of time.

  CAST OF CHARACTERS

  (in order of appearance)

  MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT GODWIN SHELLEY is best known as the author of Frankenstein and as the wife of Percy Bysshe Shelley.

  MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT GODWIN is the mother of Mary Shelley and Fanny Imlay. She was a political philosopher of the late 1700s. Often considered the first feminist, she authored the book A Vindication of the Rights of Woman. She died eleven days after she gave birth to Mary.

  WILLIAM GODWIN is Mary’s father and the father of William Godwin Jr. He made his name with his philosophical work Enquiry Concerning Political Justice, but wrote and published in many other formats as well, including fiction.

  MARY JANE CLAIRMONT becomes Mary’s stepmother when Mary is four. She is the mother of Charles Clairmont, Clara Jane Clairmont, and William Godwin Jr.

  FANNY IMLAY GODWIN is Mary’s older half-sister. They have the same mother, and after their mother’s death William Godwin raises Fanny as though she is his daughter and gives Fanny his last name.

  CHARLES CLAIRMONT is Mary’s older stepbrother. Mary Jane Clairmont is Charles’s mother.

  CLARA JANE CLAIRMONT (FIRST KNOWN AS JANE, BUT LATER KNOWN AS CLAIRE CLAIRMONT) is Mary’s stepsister. Only a few months younger than Mary, Claire plays a crucial role in Mary’s love life.

  WILLIAM GODWIN JR. is Mary’s younger half-brother. William Godwin is his father and Mary Jane Clairmont is his mother.

  ISABELLA BAXTER is one of Mary’s dearest childhood friends. Mary lives with her family when she is sent to Dundee, Scotland, at fourteen. Mary also becomes close with Isabella’s sister, Christina. Isabella Baxter marries David Booth.

  PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY (SHELLEY) eventually becomes Mary’s husband. He comes from an aristocratic background, but shuns his heritage. Shelley is renowned as one of the great Romantic poets of the early nineteenth century, though his name was made primarily after his death and largely thanks to the efforts of Mary. He is considered to this day to be one of the best lyric poets in the English language.

  HARRIET WESTBROOK SHELLEY is Shelley’s first wife and the mother of his t
wo children Ianthe and Charles. Shelley leaves Harriet for Mary, although the marriage is in disrepair even before Shelley meets Mary.

  LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON BYRON), the first international celebrity, was well known in his day for his poetry, beauty, and rakishness. Byron is still regarded as one of the most influential poets of the Romantic period and one of the greatest British writers.

  THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK is a close friend of Percy Shelley’s and a writer of poems and satirical novels. Thomas knows Shelley before he begins his relationship with Mary. Peacock becomes Shelley’s agent and business adviser.

  ELIZABETH AND HELEN SHELLEY are two of Percy’s sisters whom he wishes to liberate from boarding school. Beginning with his sisters, Shelley always surrounded himself with a commune of women.

  THOMAS JEFFERSON HOGG, a lifelong friend of Shelley’s since they met at Oxford, trains to become a barrister. He re-enters Shelley’s life in the autumn of 1814 to join Mary, Shelley, and Claire in forming an association of philosophical people. Thomas develops feelings for Mary that she does not return in measure. Hogg writes a biography of Shelley after his death.

  SIR TIMOTHY SHELLEY is Percy Bysshe Shelley’s father. He lives the life of a country squire and serves in Parliament. He and his son are somewhat estranged. He does not approve of his son’s literary aspirations or his lifestyle.

  WILLIAM SHELLEY, born January 24, 1816, is Mary and Shelley’s first son. His nickname is Willmouse.

  JOHN POLIDORI is Lord Byron’s traveling doctor on his trip to Geneva, as well as his biographer. Polidori takes a liking to Mary and participates in the ghost-story-writing contest that spawns Frankenstein. John eventually writes a story about a vampire that establishes the modern conception of what constitutes a vampire. He commits suicide at age twenty-five.

  AUGUSTA BYRON is Lord Byron’s half-sister, with whom he is rumored to be in love. This relationship destroys his first marriage. The affair causes such scandal that Byron leaves England.

  LEIGH HUNT is an English critic, essayist, poet, and writer. He edits The Examiner, a periodical whose politics landed him and his brother John in prison for libel against the reigning prince regent. He gathers a circle of literary, philosophical, musical, and political people around him, including Shelley, Mary, and Lord Byron.

  ELIZA WESTBROOK is the sister of Shelley’s first wife, Harriet. She fights for custody of Shelley’s first two children but is denied custody, as is Shelley.

  IANTHE AND CHARLES SHELLEY are the two children that Harriet and Shelley have together. When Shelley loses custody of Ianthe and Charles, he never again visits them.

  CLARE ALLEGRA BYRON (ALLEGRA) is the offspring of Lord Byron and Claire. Allegra is Claire’s only child.

  MARIANNE HUNT is Leigh Hunt’s wife. She bears him six children.

  POLLY ROSE is a Marlow village girl whom Shelley tutors when he lives at Albion House. She is a prime example of Shelley’s practice of philanthropy throughout his life.

 

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