THE fact that parody has been ably defended
by many of the world's best minds proves
that it is an offensive measure, at least from
some viewpoints. But an analysis of the arguments
for and against seems to show that parody
is a true and legitimate branch of art, whose
appreciation depends upon the mental bias of the
individual.
To enjoy parody, one must have an intense
sense of the humorous and a humorous sense of
the intense; and this, of course, presupposes a
mental attitude of wide tolerance and liberal
judgments.
Parodies are not for those who cannot understand
that parody is not necessarily ridicule. Like
most other forms of literature, unless the intent of
the writer be thoroughly understood and appreciated,
the work is of little value to the reader.
The defenders of parody have sometimes endeavored
to prove that it has an instructive value,
and that it has acted as a reforming influence
against mannerisms and other glaring defects.
One enthusiastic partisan confidently remarks:
“It may gently admonish the best and most
established writer, when, from haste, from carelessness,
from over-confidence, he is in danger of
forfeiting his reputation; it may gently lead the
tyro, while there is yet time, from the wrong into
the right path." But this ethical air-castle is
rudely shattered by facts, for what established
writer ever changed his characteristic effects as a
result of the parodies upon his works, or what
tyro was ever parodied?
It has been said, too, that a good parody makes
us love the original work better; but this statement
seems to lack satisfactory proof except,
perhaps, on the principle that a good parody
may lead us to know the original work more
thoroughly.
Perhaps the farthest fetched argument of the
zealous advocates of the moral virtues of parody
is found in Lord Jeffrey's review of the well-known
“Rejected Addresses," where he says, “The
imitation lets us more completely into the secret
of the original author, and enables us to understand
far more clearly in what the peculiarity of
his manner consists than most of us would ever
have done without this assistance." If this be
true at all, it is exemplified in very few instances,
and is one of the least of the minor reasons for
the existence of a parody.
The main intent of the vast majority of parodies
is simply to amuse; but to amuse intelligently
and cleverly. This aim is quite high
enough, and is in no way strengthened or improved
by the bolstering up qualities of avowed
virtuous influences.
The requirements of the best parody are in a
general way simply the requirements of the best
literature of any sort; but, specifically, the true
parodist requires an exact mental balance, a fine
sense of proportion and relative values, good-humor,
refinement, and unerring taste. Self-control
and self-restraint are also needed; a parodist
may go to the very edge, but he must not fall
over.
The fact that poor parodies outnumber the
good ones in the ratio of about ten to one
(which is not an unusual percentage in any branch
of literature), is because a wide and generous
sense of humor is so rarely found in combination
with the somewhat circumscribed quality of good
taste. It is, therefore, on account of the abuse of
parody, and not the use of it, that a defence of the
art has been found necessary.
The parody has the sanction of antiquity, and
though its absolute origin is uncertain, and various
“Fathers of Parody" have been named, it is safe
to assume that it began with the Greeks. The
Romans, too, indulged in it, and its continuance
has been traced all through the Middle Ages;
but these ancient parodies, however acceptable
in their time, are of little interest to us now,
save as heirlooms. Their wit is coarse, their
humor heavy; they are usually caustic and often
irreverent.
In the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries the
art of parody began to improve, and during the
nineteenth it rose to a height that demanded
recognition from the literary world.
It is interesting to note that the age of English
parody was ushered in by such masterpieces as the
“Rolliad" and the “Anti-Jacobin," followed by
the “Rejected Addresses" and the “Bon Gaultier
Ballads." Later came Thackeray, Calverley, Swinburne
and Lewis Carroll, also Bayard Taylor, Bret
Harte, and Phœbe Cary. More modern still is the
work of Rudyard Kipling, Anthony C. Deane,
H. C. Bunner, and Owen Seaman.
Though some of these are classed among the
minor poets, they are all major parodists and approach
their work armed at all points.
The casual critic of parodies, as a rule, divides
them into two classes, which, though under various
forms of terminology, resolve themselves into
parodies of sound and parodies of sense. But
there are really three great divisions, which may
be called “word-rendering," “form-rendering,"
and “sense-rendering."
The first, mere word-rendering, is simply an
imitation of the original, and depends for its
interest entirely upon the substitution of a trivial
or commonplace motive for a lofty one, and
following as nearly as possible the original
words.
Form-rendering is the imitation of the style of an
author, preferably an author given to mannerisms
or affectation of some sort. The third division,
sense-rendering, is by far the most meritorious,
and utilizes not only the original writer's diction
and style, but follows a train of thought precisely
along the lines that he would have pursued from
the given premises.
This class of parody is seen at its best in Catherine
Fanshawe's “Imitation of Wordsworth," and
Calverley's “The Cock and the Bull."
But though parodies of this sort are of more
serious worth, the other classes show examples
quite as good in their own way.
Lewis Carroll's immortal parody of Southey's
“Father William" is merely a burlesque of the
word-rendering type, yet it is perfect of its kind
and defies adverse criticism.
Miss Cary was a pioneer of parody in America
and one of the few women writers who have
done clever work of this sort. Miss Cary's
parodies are numerous and uniformly first-class
examples of their kind. They are collected in a
small book, now out of print, and are well worth
reading.
Of course, parodies which burlesque the actual
words of the original are necessarily parodies of
some particular poem, and often not so good an
imitation of the style of the author.
More difficult than the parody of a particular
poem is the imitation or burlesque of the literary
style of an author. To accomplish this, the parodist
must be himself a master of style, a student
of language, and possessed of a power of mimicry
with an instant appreciation of opportunities.
“Diversions of the Echo Club," by Bayard
Taylor, are among the best of this class of parodies.
Aside from their cleverness they are marked
by good taste, fairness, justice, and a true poetic
instinct.
Naturally, parodies of literary style are founded
on the works of those authors whose individual
characteristics invite imitation.
Parody is inevitable where sense is sacrificed to
sound, where affectations of speech are evident, or
where unwarrantable extravagance of any sort is
indulged in. This explains the numerous (and
usually worthless) parodies of Walt Whitman.
Swinburne and Browning are often parodied for
these (perhaps only apparent) reasons, and the
poets of the æsthetic school of course offered
especially fine opportunities.
Parodies of Rossetti and his followers are often
exceedingly funny, though not at all difficult to
write, as the originals both in manner and matter
fairly invite absurd incongruities.
Nursery Rhymes seem to find favor with the
parodists as themes to work upon. A collection
of Mother Goose's Melodies as they have been
reset by clever pens, would be both large and
interesting.
The masters of parody, however, are as a rule to
be found among the master poets. Thackeray
turned his genius to imitative account; Swinburne
parodied himself as well as his fellow-poets; Rudyard
Kipling has done some of the best parodies in
the language, and C. S. Calverley's burlesques are
classics. The work of these writers may be said
to be in the third class; for not only do they preserve
the diction and style of the author imitated,
but they seem to go beyond that, and, assimilating
for the moment his very mentality, caricature
not only his expressed thoughts but his abstract
cerebrations.
It is easy to understand how Swinburne with his
facile fancy and wonderful command of words could
be among the best parodists. In his “Heptalogia"
are long and careful parodies of no less than seven
prominent poets, each of which is a masterpiece,
and the parody of Browning is especially good.
Browning, of course, has always been a tempting
mark for the parodists, but though it is easy to
imitate his eccentricities superficially, it is only
the greater minds that have parodied his subtler
peculiarities. Among the best are Calverley's and
Kipling's.
Kipling's parodies, written in his early days, and
not often to be found in editions of his collected
works, rank with the highest. His parody of
Swinburne, while going to the very limit of legitimate
imitation, is restrained by a powerful hand,
and so kept within convincing bounds. The great
fault with most parodies of Swinburne is that exaggeration
is given play too freely, and the result is
merely a meaningless mass of sound. Clever in a
different way is Owen Seaman's parody of Swinburne.
Mr. Seaman is one of the most brilliant
of modern parodists and his parodies, though long,
are perfect in all respects.
Among the most exquisite parodies we have
ever read must be counted those of Anthony C.
Deane, originally published in various London
papers, and Calverley's works are too well known
even to require mention.
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam is often
parodied, but rarely worthily. One reason for
this lies in the fact that it is not Omar who is
parodied at all, but Fitzgerald; consequently, the
imitation is merely a form-rendering and more
often only lines in the Rubaiyat metre.
Shakespeare, with the exception of one or two
of his most hackneyed speeches, is rarely parodied;
doubtless owing to the fact that his harmonious
work shows no incongruities of matter or manner,
and strikes no false notes for the parodists to
catch at.
The extent of the domain of parody is vastly
larger than is imagined by the average reader, and
its already published bibliographies show thousands
of collected parodies of varying degrees of merit.
Of all the poets Tennyson has probably been
parodied the most; followed closely in this respect
by Edgar Allan Poe. After these, Browning,
Swinburne, and Walt Whitman; then Moore,
Wordsworth, Longfellow, and Thomas Campbell.
Of single poems the one showing the greatest
number of parodies is “My Mother," by Ann
Taylor; after this those most used for the purpose
have been “The Raven," Gray's “Elegy," “The
Song of the Shirt," “The May Queen," “Locksley
Hall," “The Burial of Sir John Moore," and
Kingsley's “Three Fishers."
Parody, then, is a tribute to popularity, and consequently
to merit of one sort or another, and in
the hands of the initiate may be considered a
touch-stone that proves true worth.