Why has Hawthorne omitted Morton from his story? He decided that the two have hope for reform, and threw a wreath over their heads. Early on in the story, the roses and brightly colored flowers are to be received as the jollity of the pagans, the happiness and mirth in the natural representation, but in all actuality, Hawthorne characteristically symbolizes the flowers and such as the blissful, ignorant pleasures that surround the settlement. In 1626 he was back with Captain Wollaston, who departed after one New England winter for Virginia with a few of his indentured servants. He was instrumental in having the royal charter of their Massachusetts Bay Colony revoked. Hawthorne displays the maypole as a sacred area or protection, only to be contradicted later by its downfall, showing its true purpose, a place of reformation. What is the mystery in my heart? The Puritans in the story try to forcefully put their ideas, beliefs and morals onto the people of the Maypole.
Their ways of seeing the world differ too much. Do with me as thou wilt, but let Edith go untouched! Works Cited Adams, Charles Francis. Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1986. Hawthorne uses the image of the metal to symbolize the great power of whomever yields it, yet at the same time it is used as a burden on the wearer, showing their human like qualities are weaker than that of what the reader would expect. They termed it an Idoll; yea they called it the Calf of Horeb: and stood at defiance with the place, naming it Mount Dagon; threatening to make it a woefull mount and not a merry mount. It groaned with a dismal sound; it showered leaves and rosebuds upon the remorseless enthusiast; and finally, with all its green boughs and ribbons and flowers, symbolic of departed pleasures, down fell the banner staff of Merry Mount. Yet there was an air of mutual support and of pure affection, seeking aid and giving it, that showed them to be man and wife, with the sanction of a priest upon their love.
Had wanderer, bewildered in the melancholy forest, heard their mirth, and stolen a half-affrighted glance, he might have fancied them the crew of Comus, some already transformed to brutes, some midway between man and beast, and the others rioting in the flow of tipsy jollity that foreran the change. Revels, and merriment after the old English custom. According to Edgar and Edith, what does happiness relies on? Garden flowers, and blossoms of the wilderness, laughed gladly forth amid the verdure, so fresh and dewy that they must have grown by magic on that happy pine-tree. When they met in conclave, it was never to keep up the old English mirth, but to hear sermons three hours long, or to proclaim bounties on the heads of wolves and the scalps of Indians. Their foes were triumphant, their friends captive and abased, their home desolate, the benighted wilderness around them, and a rigorous destiny, in the shape of the Puritan leader, their only guide. Hawthorne, a student of how American character evolved, wanted to understand himself in terms of that evolution. Instead, neither term of the pair occupies a privileged position; each proves defective.
His right hand held a gilded staff, the ensign of high dignity among the revellers, and his left grasped the slender fingers of a fair maiden, not less gayly decorated than himself. Never had the Maypole been so gayly decked as at sunset on midsummer eve. Yes, with the setting sun, the last day of mirth had passed from Merry Mount. Bradford didn't dare execute Morton, who was well-connected in London, so he marooned him on a desert isle till an English ship could carry him back to England. The masques, mummeries, and festive customs, described in the text, are in accordance with the manners of the age. They are expressive and willing to have a good time.
In 1620 he married one of his clients, an elderly widow. They looked first at each other, and then into the grim captain's face. Further penalties, such as branding and cropping of ears, shall be thought of hereafter. Endicott was touched by the expression of love from the couple, which was unique for settlers of Merry Mount. Miles Standish and his troops invaded Merrymount, seized Morton without a shot fired in defense — to avoid bloodshed, according to Morton; because the inhabitants were too drunk to lift their weapons, according to Bradford — and hauled him in chains before the governor to be tried for his supposed crimes. It was the Puritan of Puritans; it was Endicott himself! By the riot of his rolling eye, and the pagan decorations of his holy garb, he seemed the wildest monster there, and the very Comus of the crew. But what chiefly characterized the colonists of Merry Mount was their veneration for the Maypole.
The youth, in the peril of the moment, had dropped his gilded staff, and thrown his arm about the Lady of the May, who leaned against his breast, too lightly to burden him, but with weight enough to express that their destinies were linked together, for good or evil. Edgar is a caring and loving husband but can come off as a little sensitive. In the slight sketch here attempted, the facts, recorded on the grave pages of our New England annalists, have wrought themselves, almost spontaneously, into a sort of allegory. Midsummer eve had come, bringing deep verdure to the forest, and roses in her lap, of a more vivid hue than the tender buds of Spring. Merry-Mount People are best described as a group of happy people. Yet to anyone familiar with the sources available to Hawthorne, nothing is more striking than how much authentic history he has left out—most notably, Thomas Morton himself! But this feeling, like the adversity that arises from Endicott's arrival, deepens their love rather than tear it apart.
Hawthorne's treatment of the Puritans within the story, however, does not support this pat resolution. And with this sad news Edgar contemplates suicide. There was actually a town called merry mount that had conflicting views with the puritans. Authority on these points may be found in Strutt's Book of English Sports and Pastimes. But this feeling, like the adversity that arises from Endicott's arrival, deepens their love rather than tear it apart.
What was the whole purpose to settle down in the west? Through a world of toil and care she flitted with a dreamlike smile, and came hither to find a home among the lightsome hearts of Merry Mount. And with his keen sword Endicott assaulted the hallowed Maypole. Hawthorne's treatment of the Puritans within the story, however, does not support this pat resolution. Tarnish it not by any pensive shadow of the mind; for it may be that nothing of futurity will be brighter than the mere remembrance of what is now passing. Then when Endicott sees Edith and Edgar, Edgar begs for Edith to be freed.
Kass converse with guest host Yuval Levin National Affairs about the story. O, Edith, this is our golden time! Many had been maddened by their previous troubles into a gay despair; others were as madly gay in the flush of youth, like the May Lord and his Lady; but whatever might be the quality of their mirth, old and young were gay at Merry Mount. While Hawthorne refrains from siding with either the Puritans or the Merrymakers, the tone of the story does indicate that the Merrymakers are, in a way, devoid of true emotion. Yet to anyone familiar with the sources available to Hawthorne, nothing is more striking than how much authentic history he has left out—most notably, Thomas Morton himself! Even through the hardships from both Endicott and the lovers, they had all three managed to solidify their views, keep their idealism, and still find their own peace within the confines of their inner beliefs, the ideals that create a character and separate them from others. At the sound, the Puritan leader glanced at the crew of Comus, each a figure of broad mirth, yet, at this moment, strangely expressive of sorrow and dismay.
Implications of the spiritual persuasions of Puritanism; Details on allegories of the uncertain pilgrimage of the American consciousness; Information on the inverted images of redolent. Hawthorne's Puritan tales not only dramatize the melancholy fact of human depravity, they also explore the possibilities of happiness. Although marred by slap-dash composition and a plethora of classical allusions, as natural history, anthropology and exposé of hypocritical bigotry, Morton's book is a step in the right direction. During a special celebration of Edgar and Edith, Edith admits to not being in love. He published in 1637, describing America's bounty and defending the wisdom and decency of her native inhabitants, while wittily excoriating the Puritan settlers. Were the means at hand, I would resist to the death.