RELATIONS OF DOMINANCE AND EQUALITY IN D. H. LAWRENCE

RELATIONS OF DOMINANCE AND EQUALITY IN D. H. LAWRENCE RELATIONS OF DOMINANCE AND EQUALITY IN D. H. LAWRENCE

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171 There is always a strongtsuggestion of industrialism and corruption in the relation of the lovers. Corruption is seen in the influence of uncle Tom and industrialism in the invasion of the collieries and railway which mix themselves with the beautiful landscape of Tom Brangwen's time. When Ursula and Skrebensky walk together the sound of their steps mingles with the ugly noises of progress: Ursula and Anton Skrebensky walked along the ridge of the canal between. The berries on the edges were crimson and bright red, above the leaves. The glow of the evening and the wheeling of the solitary pewit and the faint cry of birds came to meet the shuffling noise of the pits, the dark, fuming stress of the town opposite, and they two walked the blue strip of water-way, the ribbon of the sky between (p.309). The intrusion of industrial progress in the whole landscape provokes in the characters a set of internal changes which destroy what might be 'pure' in their temperament. In Tom Brangwen's generation, the characters' way of thinking was directed to simple things. For instance, they would never question each others' differences. They would, instead, accept them. In Ursula's time, on the other hand, industrial change may be seen as a factor of transformation in the characters' themselves. This "growth" could either be viewed positively in the sense that the characters become more demanding, more critical persons, as in Ursula's case, or negatively, in terms of their sickness of soul, their "selling out" like Skrebensky and uncle Tom. A good example of this difference between Ursula and Skrebensky can be seen when they, walking through the spoilt landscape, talk about Skrebensky's career. Ursula's questions are those of a person Who has a certain distaste for the conventional values of the man's world. The main point of their discussion lies perhaps in Lawrence's criticism of the nation as an instrument for

172 destroying in people the creative knowledge of life. Skrebensky is seen as a mere robot following the instructions of the great machine of power. If the great machine tells him that fighting and killing is "the most serious business there is" in life, he would never question it because he does not think, nor feel, he just obeys commands blindly. He cannot take up any original attitude. Hence, Skrebensky belongs to the great structure of power but who, without the structure, is nothing. This is what Ursula realizes: 'But when [the nation] didn’t need your services in particular — when there is no fighting? What would you do then?' He was irritated. 'I would do what everybody else does.' 'What?' 'Nothing. I would be in readiness for when I was needed.' The answer came in exasperation. 'It seems to me,' she answered, 'as if you weren't anybody — as if there weren't anybody there, where you are. Are you anybody really? You seem like nothing to me' (p.311). Ursula's words contain her dawning realization that the man is no 'son of God' and, although she only comes to reject him later, she has already started to deny his being. The lovers in fact have different ideas about the world. Ursula is an individual with a confused goal; the man does not have any aim in life except that he lives to 'serve' the collective. Skrebensky's personal feelings exist only in terms of physical fulfilment, and that is what he wants from Ursula. She, however, demands more from life. She wants to raise her being to 'touch the stars' and be beyond carnal love. Skrebensky "was just a brick in the whole great social fabric, the nation, the modern humanity" (p.328). As a person, he "had no importance, except as he represented the whole... To his own intrinsic life, he was dead" (ibid). As a man, all he wants from a woman is

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destroying in people the creative knowledge of life.<br />

Skrebensky<br />

is seen as a mere robot following the instructions of the great<br />

machine of power.<br />

If the great machine tells him that fighting<br />

and killing is "the most serious business there is" in life, he<br />

would never question it because he does not think, nor feel, he<br />

just obeys commands blindly.<br />

He cannot take up any original<br />

attitude.<br />

Hence, Skrebensky belongs to the great structure of<br />

power but who, without the structure, is nothing.<br />

This is what<br />

Ursula realizes:<br />

'But when [the nation] didn’t need your services<br />

in particular — when there is no fighting? What<br />

would you do then?'<br />

He was irritated.<br />

'I would do what everybody else does.'<br />

'What?'<br />

'Nothing. I would be in readiness for when I was<br />

needed.'<br />

The answer came in exasperation.<br />

'It seems to me,' she answered, 'as if you<br />

weren't anybody — as if there weren't anybody<br />

there, where you are. Are you anybody really? You<br />

seem like nothing to me' (p.311).<br />

Ursula's words contain her dawning realization that the man is no<br />

'son of God' and, although she only comes to reject him later,<br />

she has already started to deny his being.<br />

The lovers in fact have different ideas about the world.<br />

Ursula is an individual with a confused goal; the man does not<br />

have any aim in life except that he lives to 'serve' the<br />

collective.<br />

Skrebensky's personal feelings exist only in terms<br />

of physical fulfilment, and that is what he wants from Ursula.<br />

She, however, demands more from life.<br />

She wants to raise her<br />

being to 'touch the stars' and be beyond carnal love. Skrebensky<br />

"was just a brick in the whole great social fabric, the nation,<br />

the modern humanity" (p.328).<br />

As a person, he "had no importance,<br />

except as he represented the whole... To his own intrinsic life,<br />

he was dead" (ibid).<br />

As a man, all he wants from a woman is

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