Charles Dickens never used profanity, despite publishing several million words of prose. It’s exactly the sort of titbit that makes us imagine history was much the same: that before the 20th century, there was never any swearing, nor much sexiness, in our literature. Our general view of culture, whether cinema or literature or education, is that the past was more prudish and the present more prurient. But if that is true, what to make of the poem “A Ramble in St James’s Park”, written by John Wilmot in the 1670s? “Much wine had passed, with grave discourse / Of who fucks who, and who does worse.” Then there’s Chaucer, writing in the 14th century: “This Nicholas anon leet fle a fart / As greet as it had been a thonder-dent.”
These trifling examples serve a serious point: the history of Britain is not one of steady progress toward a more liberal and less puritanical society. Over time, rather, we’ve been variously more and less liberal, more and less puritanical, from one generation to the next. So why, then, do we imagine that everyone before the Sixties had the same strict morals as the Victorians? Because theirs is the society from which we have most recently emerged: or, to be more precise, from which we are still emerging. Just as the phrase “Late Roman Empire” covers a period of about four centuries, we are surely living in an age best described as “Late Victorian” — one that shapes our society from law to politics to art.
Victorian fingerprints are everywhere in modern Britain. Consider our legal system. There’s a sentimental idea that our constitution can be traced back to the Middle Ages. This is true up to a point. But when I was a student of law, it surprised me how little of that famous mythos we ever mentioned. The Magna Carta and all that was referenced much less than, say, the Offences Against the Person Act 1861. The hard truth is that whatever medieval jurisprudence remained by the 19th century was purged by the ruthlessly reforming Victorians.
To give but one example, the various Judicature Acts of the 1870s finally united courts of equity with courts of common law, closing the loop on eight centuries of fabulously elaborate organic legal growth. The Victorians also abolished the Court of Chancery, the Exchequer of Pleas, and the Court of the King Before the King Himself, among other colourfully titled courts — all of them over six hundred years old. In other words, even if our legal system has its deepest foundations among castles and crusades, its contemporary structure is Victorian. You might also say something about our educational system: it was in the 19th century that state-funded schools were first established.
Even the monarchy, that supposed link to deep history, is basically a Victorianism. It was Prince Albert who guided Victoria toward creating that famous impression of a family, sitting far above politics, whose appearance was middle class rather than aristocratic, and whose role was to represent not rule. The constitutional monarchy as we have it today, though born of centuries of slow change, reached its final and lasting form under Victoria. We would recognise and understand her as a monarch; less so those irascible Georges who preceded her.
The irony here is that these facts are partly obscured by the Victorians themselves. They had a romantic obsession with the Middle Ages, and did their best to couch everything they did in medievalisms, thus leading us to believe that what they did really was medieval. This is best embodied by the strange but symbolic destruction of the Palace of Westminster by fire in 1834, and its subsequent rebuilding as a phantasmagorical Gothic wonderland. What seems medieval is in fact a thoroughly modern building, one newer than the US Capitol.
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SubscribeBritain was the first modern industrial, urban nation, and was such by, circa, 1880. A visitor from 1960 to 1880 would have seen much familiarity, whereas a visitor from 1880 to 1800 would have seen less. Inevitably, being the first modern nation has left the UK with an abundant legacy. Being a first mover has its downsides as well as its upsides. The fact that modern Britain has struggled to adapt is, in large part due to having been first, and the reluctance to build on its legacy. Navel gazing, head scratching, and giving up won’t turn things around.
Its a pity that a lot of grand victorian architecture was replaced in the 1960s with grim architecture of the age.
I don’t know a single decently lettered adult who thinks this. It is a pasquinade of straw men.
Nor could anyone with a healthy interest in our history imagine that Victorian Morality was ever the crude monolith of Lytton Strachey’s lingering libel in Eminent Victorians
It is quite astonishing the effect one mischievious book can have.
I fear that the ‘We’ referred to in this piece needs must refer to those literary-intellectual starvelings who still choose to form their understanding of the period based on the the sordid legacy of the Bloomsbury Clique.
Everyone was bonking everyone else in that circle.
Oh come on; grow up. Think of the great Victonan characters: Disraeli, Gladstone. And then Trollope, the guy that invented the pillar box and had a woman in one of his novels complain about an “iron stump.”
BTW: if you have anything nasty to say about George Eliot, it’s pistols at sunrise, pal.
And who can stand today before the magnificence of Lord Salisbury who declared “never trust experts.” My money says that if Lord Salisbury had been PM in 1914 there never would have been a Great War.
Lord Salisbury again: “Change? why change? aren’t things bad enough already!”
I believe that was Lord Wellington about the Reform Bill – but I stand to be corrected.
It should have been called the War of Kaiser Wilhelm’s Arm. That withered limb led to the psychological difficulties that resulted in the death of millions.
It’s hardly surprising the UK is still dominated by the Victorian era because that era was the last time the UK was a preeminent nation (with all due respect to Unherd’s UK readers).
WWI shook the foundations of Britain and its empire (and probably its self-confidence), and WWII finished it off (and revealed that the UK’s great ally, America, wasn’t really its ally after all).
Since 1945 the UK has been asking “What next?”; trying to figure out its post-Imperial position in the world. Meanwhile, the hardy certitudes of the Victorians linger on through sheer self-confidence if nothing else.
If it hadn’t been for your “great ally,” the Soviet Union would have wiped the floor with you after the war and taken away what remained of the empire. A little humility, please.
Not sure that’s correct. Didn’t the Soviet Union actually stick to the “zones of influence” it had agreed with Britain and the USA? Is there evidence it intended not to do so, but was deterred by the USA?
“ Bashing the hypocrisy of Victorian morality and lamenting the darknesses of imperialism was the bread and butter of writers such as John Ruskin, Thomas Carlyle, or William Morris.”
Carlyle was famously criticised by JS Mill for his racist attitude towards West Indians, which suggests that he wasn’t very progressive even for the time.
Ruskin wrote enthusiastically about imperialism.
Not sure these were the Victorians you were looking for!
Terrific essaying, one that nonetheless neatly omits all consideration of a terrifying misconception. For Victorian talk unlike ours today, did NOT dissociate children, the body, and sex. They considered these all of a piece. One can only wonder at what point, and how, we brought about the catastrophic situation in which “a child” is either ‘pure as the driven snow’, OR saturated with sex (= sexualized) If Unherd readers are not intellectually up to taking on this brutal bifurcation which has led directly to more unhappiness than you can shake a shrivelled p***s at, then i say to hell with you and the miserable herd you rode in on…