Friday, November 22, 2019

For Monday: The Last Lais: Laustic, Milun, Chaitivel, Chevrefoil, Eliduc



Final questions! Just answer ONE for Monday (I'll give you a break...); but think about them all as you read. 

Q1: In “Laüstic,” the narrator remarks that “she loved him above all things, both for the good she had heard about him and because he lived close by” (94). In these stories, how can we argue that love is still an arrangement based on proximity and availability? Do women truly get to choose from anyone, or from the best ones? Or just the best ones in their immediate eyesight?

Q2: Discuss how one of these stories might be consciously addressing the so-called “mythology of love” we discussed on Friday. In other words, how is the story trying to symbolically give lessons about love (right and wrong behavior, ideas, values) through the metaphorical events of the story? How can we read a specific character or element of the plot allegorically?

Q3: In the story “Chaitivel,” we are told that “It would be less dangerous for a man to court every lady in an entire land than for a lady to remove a single besotted lover from her skirts, for he will immediately attempt to strike back” (105). Is this chivalry? And if so, is love always couched with a hidden threat? Is romance just another word for rape?

Q4: In the brief tale, “Chevrefoil,” about the fabled lovers Tristan and the queen, Iseult, we are told that “the two of them resembled the honeysuckle which clings to the hazel branch: when it has wound itself around and attached itself to the hazel, the two can survive together: but if anyone should then attempt to separate them, the hazel quickly does, as does the honeysuckle” (110). While this is a poetic metaphor, why might it also be a trouble one to describe “pure” love? What might be a darker interpretation of this legend which we see in other stories?

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