It was on the third day, I think, of his being with me, and before any necessity had arisen for having his own writing examined, that, being much hurried to complete a small affair I had in hand, I abruptly called to Bartleby. Although the narrator sees Bartleby as a harmless person, the narrator refuses to engage in the same peculiar rhythm that Bartleby is stuck in.
The years of acclaim were about to begin for Melville. His kaleidoscopic novel-encyclopedia-poem Bartleby the scrivener whaling had not been a hit; his Gothic romance about incest and the publishing world had not been a hit; he had lost the allegiance of the literary figures he considered his allies; and he was dangerously low on money.
In Melville began a third book, Mardiand became a regular contributor of reviews and other pieces to a literary journal. It became necessary to examine them. But what could he be doing there? Probably he preferred it should have none. It is a very dull, wearisome, and lethargic affair.
Say now you will help to examine papers to-morrow or next day: Another responsibility came with his marriage in August to Elizabeth Shaw, daughter of the chief justice of Massachusetts.
Mortified as I was at his behavior, and resolved as I had been to dismiss him when I entered my offices, nevertheless I strangely felt something superstitious knocking at my heart, and forbidding me to carry out my purpose, and denouncing me for a villain if I dared to breathe one bitter word against this forlornest of mankind.
I could not but highly plume myself on my masterly management in getting rid of Bartleby. At all events, I saw that go he would not.
That afternoon I left the office without saying one further word to him. As an example of clinical depression[ edit ] Bartleby shows classic symptoms of depression, especially his lack of motivation.
There was no vulgar bullying, no bravado of any sort, no choleric hectoring, and striding to and fro across the apartment, jerking out vehement commands for Bartleby to bundle himself off with his beggarly traps.
But again obeying that wondrous ascendancy which the inscrutable scrivener had over me, and from which ascendancy, for all my chafing, I could not completely escape, I slowly went down stairs and out into the street, and while walking round the block, considered what I should next do in this unheard-of perplexity.
I endeavored also immediately to occupy myself, and at the same time to comfort my despondency.
At the corner of Broadway and Canal-street, I saw quite an excited group of people standing in earnest conversation. Illustration by Bill Bragg I have no idea.THE CONCLUDING line of Herman Melville’s classic American short story Bartleby, the Scrivener reads Ah Bartleby, Ah Humanity!
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Oct 22, · “Bartleby, the Scrivener” is a coy document. Part office comedy, part ghost story, part Zen koan, the text seems determined to subvert the expectations of its reader.
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