Silas Marner, the
eponymous hero of George Eliot’s novel, is too good for the ordinary human
society. He has a childlike trust in
both man and God. He loses that trust,
both in man and God, when he is falsely accused of theft. He leaves the place and settles down in a
richer place where he lives a very lonely life.
People view him with fear and suspicion; fear because they believe that
he has some magical powers since he cured someone’s illness that was considered
incurable. They do not believe him when
he says he has no magical powers.
Marner is a good weaver
and the profession brings him a lot of money.
His single obsession and source of joy becomes the gold and silver coins
he amasses over the years. But one day
his fabulous wealth is stolen. Marner is
faced with a terrible sense of emptiness within. His present situation elicits some sympathy
from the people.
Marner’s life undergoes a
radical change when a three year-old child walks into his house one day. The child’s mother had died in the snow
outside. The child becomes Marner’s new
wealth. He gives his entire love to her
whom he christens Eppie after his own mother.
She grows up into a very loving human being. She is a personification of goodness. And she marries another personification of
goodness, Aaron. The three personifications
of goodness – Silas, Eppie and Aaron– live together happily ever after.
Yes, Silas Marner is a fable more than a novel. It is a fable about goodness and
innocence. Such goodness and innocence
is too fragile for the world of real human beings. Hence Marner is destined to live apart from
the world of real human beings. He may
have gained some human company in the form of his daughter and later his son-in-law. But such angelic existence is possible only
in fables and fairy tales.
Marner’s loneliness is the
loneliness of any human being who refuses to accept the inevitable evil in
human nature. When Marner finds solace
in his increasing heap of gold coins, he is merely escaping from human
wickedness even as certain drug addicts and alcoholics do. Marner’s love for gold is merely the
addiction of an escapist. When that
addiction is stolen from him, he is a desolate man. But all the goodness he wanted comes back to
him in the form of the little, charming Eppie who grows up as the epitome of
human goodness.
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ReplyDeleteNishant, if you were still at school you would be listening to quite a few lectures from me on the novel; it has been introduced as an optional coursebook in class 12.
DeleteYou've nicely penned the essence of ' Silas Marner '... :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Maniparna.
DeleteBrilliantly said ... "While Marners are real, Eppies are dreams" - so very true :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amrit. I'm going to teach this novel from this year... I'll have to do more analysis...
DeleteEnjoyed the blog, Matheikal. It is curious that many of the classics including Silas Marner I had read in Bengali translation while at school. :). Had forgotten the storyline totally, while reading the blog it came back. I realize that I had not read the original at all. :).
ReplyDeleteThe retold versions don't actually carry the beauty of the original. Nevertheless, they are the best for children.
DeleteBut I wonder if one can really dis-attach oneself enough to escape the evil of the people around him/her.
ReplyDeleteNot easy in our world which is too crowded and networked... But it wasn't so tough in the beginning of 19th century, the period in which the novel is set.
DeleteAnd I still live in that dream... Even after seeing the dull and unattractive colors of reality I don't wish to believe that Eppies are dreams. Is this too a form of escapism? I call it my belief.
ReplyDeleteNice new look for the blog. The design is better than the previous one. :)
You seem to be a Romantic, Namrata. And Romanticism was at once escapist and optimistic :)
DeleteI wanted a very simple theme for the blog and this is the best I could find so far. Glad you liked it.
...wish I was your pupil!
ReplyDeleteThat's very flattering, Amit. But I do enjoy teaching novels of this type.
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