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Grace Neville
So are there any men to be found in what Robin Flower calls these
"celebrations of ladies"?3 Or have they all been pushed out to the margins
or even over the edge by the concentration here on women - beautiful
women -- with endless, mesmeric evocations of their hair (with its
profusion of loops, curls, ringlets, waves, fringes), their eyes (like g?ass,
candles, dew, stars, crystal), their skin (like snow, chalk, lime) and so
forth? The first point to be made is that the Danta Gr?dha are, indeed,
full of men - especially men's voices - voices filled with anger, desire,
sarcasm, longing, regret, anguish. And who are these men? They art
lovers, former lovers and aspiring lovers, along with a motley crew of
rivals, husbands, clerics, blind men and corpses. The backdrop to these
poems is busy with hosts of other men famous in Celtic and Latin
mythology (characters like Naoise, Diarmaid and Narcissus). Their lofty
social status - for they are noblemen -- is underlined by constant
reference to their involvement in typical aristocratic pastimes like hunting,
Most of the poems in this anthology are anonymous; most are
male-narrated. It does not follow, of course, that they were all composed
by men: that is another issue. Even on the rare occasions when the
narrator is a woman,4 this, on its own, is no proof that the author was
indeed a woman. At that, only one poem in the anthology has been
attributed to a named woman, Isibeul Ni Mhic Cailin.5
The focus of these poems is overwhelmingly the beautiful woman
whom the narrator would wish to control and have for his own. To quote
Robin Flower: "the ladies celebrated in these poems are beautiful after one
pattern, the bright-haired type always admired where a population is
mixed of dark and fair."6 The evocation of this unchanging beauty fills
verse after verse, page after page. Even her eyebrows merit a praise poem
to themselves.7 Where then, if anywhere, one might ask, is the viewer, the
voyeur, the male narrator? It is obvious that just as a camera does not film
itself, the viewer presents not himself but the focus of his gaze, the
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13 DG 100.
14 DG 71: 28; 41:45.
15DG39:1-16.
"DG7:17,41:34;41:51;.41:81.
17 e.g. DG 38, 78.
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by her (as yet) unrequited love for him. He prompts her18 and consoles her
that she may yet get lucky! In other words, he sees himself as the first
prize, as every woman's desire.
However, a very different role-model from this successful man of
action is proposed by the poems that close the anthology, poems that may
postdate the bulk of those here and that may have come under the
influence of the Counter-Reformation. In these texts, the male narrator
stridently and confidently advises his male listeners to transcend
physicality and its embodiment ? woman ~ at all costs. Only disaster can
follow if a man relents and ties himself to a woman. Misery not just in
this life but even more so in the next may be the price exacted for rejection
of this advice. In other words, the narrators are not above using moral and
spiritual blackmail to ensure adherence to this dour, isolationist model of
the man-alone. One senses from their tone that they themselves have
managed to reach this superior level of detachment. Even outside these
closing poems, the narrator is often at pains to present himself primarily as
a creature of the intellect, valued from time immemorial as being more
important than anything corporeal (like women): music and conversation
count among his primary activities.19
In the immense majority of poems here, however, the male
narrator positions himself outside these twin versions of dominant
masculinity: He depicts himself neither as the successful man of action nor
as the man who has succeeded in quelling his interest in women. Instead,
in poem after poem, he describes himself as a double failure, someone
who has failed to win his lady and someone who has, at the same time,
also failed miserably to rise above his physical needs and desires. Far
from controlling his corporeality, he is dominated by it, just as any woman
might be according to the conventional wisdom of the day. For at the
most basic level, his body has failed him and this disaster obsesses him.
Poem after poem is filled with details how extensively his bodily integrity
has been violated (by women and love): his body is covered in wounds20
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21DG69:35.
22 DG 23: 2.
23 DG 66: 21; 72: 15.
24 DG 32: 7; 50: 4.
25 of love, DG 66: 21; see also 65: 4, 8; 66:16, 67: 17.
26 DG 37: 32.
27 DG 20: 25.
28 DG 26.
29 DG 26: 11-2.
30 DG 70, 13: 8; 28: 12.
31 DG 33: 5, 14; 22: 18, 36: 2.
32DG86:12;88.
33 DG 66: 20.
DG 81, see also DG 55; Neville, "Fox eats Heron in Learned Irish Love
Poetry," 1992.
35 DG (sick)30: 24; (emaciated)65: 18; (withered) 25: 21,67:12,79: 21;
(shriveled) 42: 30; (tormented) 67: 38; 74:14.
36 isi sin do mhill mo ghn? DG 22: 10, see also 36: 8.
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nore than that, however: she has managed to kill him. Men in love are
portrayed as corpses; others address us from beyond the grave.37 For in
the bleak vision of humanity proposed in these verses, it is taken as
axiomatic that heterosexual relationships are a battle-ground, a fight to the
bitter end in which no hostages are taken. Not that death represents the
ultimate disaster: on the contrary, it is welcomed as a release from
unbearable sufferings.38 The ultimate disaster would be to be unable to
die, trapped in an eternal present, deprived of all escape routes.39
The narrator's physical and psychological integrity are no more as
parts of him are declared missing: his heart and soul, his head, his bone
marrow, his strength, his speed on a hillside, his musical prowess, his wits
and his memory.40 Indeed, if his body is no longer under his control but is
suffering at the hands of women and love, his mind is no better off, for the
woman has robbed him of his wits to such an extent that he is now totally
confused, unable to distinguish between night and day, the sun and the
wind, water and wine41: the confusion or lack of mental ability
traditionally attributed to womankind.
Far from being a man of action, he constantly portrays himself as
passive, a prisoner (z ngioll), tied up (do cheanglais mo chorp), in prison (i
bpr?os?n).42 Significantly, many of the love scenes recounted here depict
the narrator supine, immobile, unconscious, asleep on his bed while his
woman initiates some kind of a relationship by coming to visit him in his
sleep.43 Among other images of powerlessness are those involving water,
love/desire being likened to tidal floods that have drowned the narrator.44
In other words, woman/love has immobilized him. She has cut him off
from him male peer group: because of women and love, he is no longer
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305
51 DG, 53: 3.
52 DG 32: 75-6, 63: 32; 62: 17.
53 DG 75:19.
54 DG 26: 11-2; 83; 37: 26; 16: 2; 15.
55 DG 42: 2.
56 DG 44: 9-10.
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powerful, active men and their opposites, silent immobile women, men
ruled by their intellect, and women slaves to their corporeality, with the
occasional gender-bender like B?roul's Tristan where Iseut is the powerful
active one and Tristan is the wimp. Reader, I was wrong! The fissure Mee
in the Danta Gr?dha is not between two hermetically-sealed categories,
male and female, perceived in the kind of neat binarism often found in
medieval writers.57 In appearance, personality and behavior, male and
female, as we have seen, share many traits here: men are handsome hut m
are women; men are active, but so are women; men are competitive but so
are women. In other words, there is very little essentialism in these texts
as women are portrayed as being not radically different from men but all
too similar. Indeed, intense relationships may not necessarily involve sex
(real or imagined) and may not necessarily be heterosexual. The case of
Danta Gr?dha forty-one, the extraordinary F each f?in an obair-se, aAodh
comes to mind. Far from being, in Robin Flower's words, a "picture of a
woman swaying between two loves... many such pictures have been
drawn, but never one like this';58 or any reconfiguration of the eternal
triangle of wife, husband and lover, critics have suggested that this poem
may in fact be something quite different: an address by a male poet to his
male patron. Similarly, Danta Gr?dha eighty-six recounts the exemplum
of two (presumably male) scholars whose twelve year same-sex
relationship ended acrimoniously. This story springs to the mind of the
male narrator as a comparison for his present predicament in which the
woman he loves has rejected him.
The difference, therefore, is not that men and women have
diametrically opposed personalities or that they inhabit mutually exclusive
worlds. The difference seems to be this: men and women are situated at
opposite ends of the moral spectrum. Men are morally superior to women
who, to put it mildly, have no morals: these ambitious creatures whom the
male narrators understand all too well (because they resemble them so
closely in so many areas) are successes (notably at controlling members of
the opposite sex) because they are cheats, liars, hypocrites, moral
degenerates, daughters of Eve. This idea is, of course, at least as old as
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59 DG 32:3-4.
60 DG 83, See also Neville 1996.
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they lived their lives (Duby 1991). To take but one of many examples
from the French context, we may examine the case of the Southern French
nobleman, Guillaume d'Aquitaine (1071-1126). Guillaume, Count of
Poitiers and Duke of Aquitaine, was the richest and most powerful
nobleman in France in his day. He owned vast tracts of land spanning the
Southern half of France. His colorful lifestyle is well known, as it clearly
fascinated the chroniclers of the day. They report on how the Pope was so
alarmed by Guillaume's behavior and in particular by the harem he
maintained that he sent his nuncio on an ultimately unsuccessful mission
to persuade Guillaume to mend his ways. His poetry contains some
almost pornographic fabliau-type offerings as well as standard amour
courtois-style material: humble first-person protestations of love and
desire for haughty women with skin like ivory. This latter type of material
which has caused him to be hailed as the earliest amour courtois poet is, to
put it mildly, at odds with the rest of his oeuvre and with what we know of
his lifestyle. One cannot avoid the conclusion that poetry for him
represented a kind of playacting, an opportunity to adopt different
personae for the benefit of his courtly audience. Could the same be true
for the wealthy noblemen and professional poets to whom many of the DG
are attributed? Are the many versions of masculinity they rehearse less
autobiography than showmanship? This is but one of the many tantalizing
questions that remain to be further elucidated in this unique and highly
significant anthology.
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Bibliography
Primary:
Secondary:
Bullough, Vern L. 1994. "On Being a Male in the Middle Ages," in Clare
A. Lees, ed. Medieval Masculinities: regarding men in the middle
ages, (Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press), 31-45.
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