Radclyffe Hall: de l’engagement à une ouverture éthique dans The Sixth Beatitude Tina Terradillos EMMA. Université Paul-Valéry Montpellier Congrès de la SAES, atelier de la SEAC 1
Radclyffe Hall: de
l’engagement à une
ouverture éthique
dans The Sixth
Beatitude
Tina Terradillos
EMMA. Université Paul-Valéry Montpellier
Congrès de la SAES, atelier de la SEAC
1
Since the 1970s, the memory of Radclyffe Hall has depended
for the most part upon one novel and its place in her work as
an activist on behalf of the social rights of women with sexual
and emotional ties to other women. The effects of near
exclusive focus on The Well of Loneliness (1928) and related
court cases has been to impose upon Hall a biographical
trajectory in which the single overriding feature of her life is
her emergence as an early leader in the struggle for gay and
lesbian rights.
Dellamora, Richard. Radclyffe Hall. A Life in the Writing. Philadelphia : PENN,
2011, i.
2
La littérature, dans le sens hérité de ce mot, est
une idéologie. La littérature entretient les
relations les plus intimes avec la question du
pouvoir social.
Eagleton, Terry. Critique et théorie littéraires : une
introduction. Paris : PUF, 1994, 22.
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… the Lane that never put its nose to church, and
whose language at times could be past belief, and
whose Saturday nights at the Ropemaker’s Arms
had become the despair of all high-minded
people.
The Sixth Beatitude 182
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HANNAH BULLEN stood staring seaward. Romney Marsh
stretched out between her and the sea, more than two miles of
greyish-green marsh with cattle upon it, sheep and strong
steers – for a long time ago the sea had left Rother. Hannah
stood staring as her forebears had done when they kept their
watch for enemy ships; a habit this, handed down from the
past. In Rother people would pause at their work, shading their
eyes and staring at nothing but the Marsh and those excellent
sheep and steers, and, when it was not too misty, the horizon.
The Sixth Beatitude 7
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Jumping-Jimmie made an effort to scratch his
shoulder; he pushed his hand under his threadbare
coat and his fingers closed over something that
moved: ‘Got you!’ he said on a note of triumph.
‘Got you this time, you product of hell!’
The Sixth Beatitude 30-1
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But his hand twitched away at the critical
moment. It was often like that when he tried to
kill lice, very often – St Vitus appeared to protect
them.
The Sixth Beatitude 31
8
L’engagement est […] à la fois rétrospectif (il
prend acte du passé) et prospectif (il regarde vers
l’avenir).
Makowiak, 22. Bouju, Emmanuel. L’engagement littéraire.
Rennes : PUR, 2005.
10
L’engagement est étroitement lié à l’action, mais
aussi à la parole : l’engagement se dit, et c’est en
se disant qu’il existe.
Makowiak, 24. Bouju, Emmanuel. L’engagement littéraire. Rennes :
PUR, 2005.
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‘Three more ’spectors today,’ remarked Mother one evening,
‘and this time, if yer please, they was sent by London. They
been all over our ’ouse, if yer please, and passed the most
insultin’ remarks, same as they done at Mrs Butler’s. Went
into every ’ouse in the Lane –Mrs Roach she threatened to
bang their ’eads. Course, we all of us wants to be decently
’oused, still they’s no call to go burstin’ into our bedroom
and openin’ our cupboards the way they done. Father ’e
thinks as we’re all condemned, from what ’e ’eard one of
them fellers say’.
The Sixth Beatitude 157
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‘Do please go away, I want to be alone - I want to be
alone with my friend’ he told them. ‘You see, I was
very attached to my friend and this place was our home
for a great many years. I feel sure that you will not
want to intrude…’
‘Pore old chap – ’e ’s clean out of ’is wits’, murmured
Hannah.
The Sixth Beatitude 51
13
Thus it was that Watercrease-Bill and his
friend passed their days in an almost complete
isolation, and this seemed to content them both
well enough, for apparently they much preferred
each other to anyone else, which perhaps was
lucky.
The Sixth Beatitude 29
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For years Watercrease-Bill and Jumping-Jimmie had been
carefully shunned by all their neighbours, had indeed
been considered a blot on the Lane. […] But now that
they were dead they belonged to the Lane as they never
had belonged to it during their lifetimes. The Lane was
now claiming them as its own […] so that what was done
to poor Jimmie’s remains was done to them all, by
implication.
The Sixth Beatitude 56
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Yet now that the law of the land had stepped in,
striking ruthlessly at the heart of the Lane, not one
of its inmates but felt regret, not one that was
really ready to leave it.
The Sixth Beatitude 162
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