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He Knew He Was Right
He Knew He Was Right
He Knew He Was Right
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He Knew He Was Right

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He Knew He Was Right describes the failure of a marriage caused by the unreasonable jealousy of a husband exacerbated by the stubbornness of a willful wife. As is common with Trollope's works, there are also several substantial subplots. Trollope makes constant allusions to Shakespeare's Othello throughout the novel.
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Release dateJun 10, 2015
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Anthony Trollope

<p><b>Anthony Trollope</b> nació en Londres en 1815, hijo de un abogado en bancarrota y de Frances Trollope, que, tras fracasar montando un bazar en Cincinatti, escribió <i>Usos y costumbres de los americanos</i> (ALBA CLÁSICA núm. XLVIII), con la que inició una carrera literaria que le reportó fama y prosperidad económica. Anthony se educó en Harrow, Sunbury y Winchester, donde se sintió a disgusto entre los miembros de la aristocracia, y nunca llegó a la Universidad. En 1824 empezó a trabajar en el servicio de correos, donde permanecería hasta 1867. Tras siete años en Londres fue trasladado a Irlanda, y de ahí a nuevos destinos por el Reino Unido, Egipto y las Indias Occidentales.</p> <p>En 1847 publicó su primera novela, <i>The Macdermots of Ballycloran</i>, y en 1855 <i>El custodio</i>, la primera del ciclo ambientado en la mítica ciudad de Barchester (trasunto de Winchester) y en las intrigas políticas de su clero. Este ciclo lo consolidó como autor realista y le dio una gran popularidad. En 1864 inició con <i>Can You Forgive Her?</i> otro ciclo, el de las novelas de Palliser, en el que retrataría los entresijos de la vida política y matrimonial de los parlamentarios londinenses. En 1868 él mismo se presentó como candidato liberal a las elecciones, pero no fue elegido. Entre sus últimas obras cabe destacar <i>The Way We Live Now</i> (1875), una gran sátira del capitalismo. Murió en Londres en 1882.</p>

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  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
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    This came highly recommended by a friend. She loves digging into characters, and this book certainly does that. But however much I tried, I just could not finish this book. I get stressed out when I'm around too much petty drama and this book has a lot of it. Trollope is an excellent writer. His characters are true to imperfect human form. He stands out as a master among English literary masters, but I just couldn't stand the unwavering pettiness that seems to dominate the major plot.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    At well over 800 pages long, this is a novel that demands a serious level of commitment! Personally I think it's a pity that Trollope is regarded as such an unfashionable author (not helped for being known as John Major's favourite novelist). There's actually a great deal of humour in Trollope's novels, often rather tongue in cheek, and lightly handled. He's also very aware of the position of women in his society. This novel deals with the marriage of Louis and Emily Trevelyan, whose flawed relationship is placed in contrast to many other marriages that take place by the end of the novel, and many times he makes the point that, for women in Victorian England, marriage was pretty much the only means of finding financial security.Trollope is very good at charting the downward spiral of Louis, and his descent into near-madness, as a result of his unreasonable jealousy of the attention paid to his wife by Colonel Osborne, an old friend of her father. He accuses her of infidelity, and matters reach such a point that the couple split up. They continue to wrangle over custody of their young son, and Emily does her best to reach out to her husband, but he is utterly inflexible, and she is too proud to pretend that something happened between her and Osborne when it didn't.The novel has many subplots, including the amusing tale of the Rev Gibson, who is pursued relentlessly by two awful sisters, Arabella and Camilla French. Trollope's awful characters are always amusing, but rarely are they caricatures (the fearsome Jemima Stanbury, for instance, learns to unbend as a result of the companionship of her long-suffering niece, Dorothy, whom she comes to love dearly).Although this is a long novel, it's not 'difficult', and - if you don't mind a bit of Victorian long-windedness - very entertaining. [January 2008]
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I found He Knew He Was Right thoroughly addictive and thought provoking. Trollope has a masterful way of illustrating the vagaries of all types of social rank and the weaknesses of human spirit.While it can seem bloated and repetitive at times, I'm particularly amazed at how well Trollope's story illustrates the political struggles over women's rights which raged during the 19th century. In the central struggle between the jealous Louis Trevelyan and his prideful but loyal wife Emily, He Knew He Was Right explores male authority and women's rights within marriage--core issues in arguments over married women's property. As documented by Wendy Jones, the novel was written during the height of the debate in British parliament about these issues. Jones makes explicit the nature of Trollope's contribution to this debate by showing how He Knew He Was Right intersects with the broader cultural discourse of contract, which informs Victorian Feminist arguments, and which was central to an ideal of married love. Trollope also has a wonderfully entertaining way of exploring the pitfalls of both conforming to or rebelling against social conformity and authority. Human psychology is illuminated as much as social authority. Each way of being is shown to have its weaknesses. No one side of an argument or single character is ever all right or all wrong (save, perhaps Camilla French). At some point each inhabitant of Trollope's finely drawn universe appears intractable to his or her detriment, as if *he knew he was right*. Pride and ego are relentlessly laid bare. Sticking steadfastly to that position is almost universally the most problematic position.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I found this to be one of Trollope's saddest novels, perhaps because of the role of little boy in the story. Nevertheless, a wonderful book, with the rich detail and keen observation of Trollope's best works.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    both as a dirty boy at harrow and as a hulking skulking bigger boy at winchester, a t. saw himself as a caliban lookalike. he blamed his poverty . like dr. johnson before him he had a paper thin skin when it came to his dignity. in 'can you forgive her,' he wroteabt. one man dominating another in social life. concluding that it was 'the outward look of the man' that did the trick. anthony as a youth looked with incredulous envy at those he called curled darlings. good looking, confidant, easy-mannered, sexually attractive young men-born into the purple, or at least into inherited acres- stalk and laze and flirt their way thru his novels.the phrase curled darlings is from OTHELLO, where brabantio, desdemona's father, is aghast that his daughter can forsake 'the curled darlings of our nation for the sooty bosom of the moor.from v. glendennings biog. of trollope. 1993.'
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Anthony Trollope's 1869 novel He Knew He Was Right is essentially a Victorian-dress Othello, with the main plot concerning the raving jealousy of one Louis Trevelyan, a well-to-do gentleman ("well-to-do" in this instance being £3,000 per annum, which seems to translate to roughly U.S. $500k/yr. these days; Trollope has been called the most money-conscious of the Victorian novelists, and he scandalised his nation when he admitted to enjoying the remuneration he received for his scribblings) who occasionally writes articles for one review or another, over his spirited wife's friendship with an older man, one Colonel Frederic Osborne: as Trevelyan's suspicions deepen he gradually loses his grip on reality and slips into madness. The book also, incidentally, contains what the Oxford English Dictionary says is the first recorded use of the term "private detective," at least according to the endnote provided by Frank Kermode (p. 828; the term is first dropped in Chapter 19, "Bozzle, The Ex-Policeman," p. 166). The title is a bit of a red herring, BTW: Louis Trevelyan is far from being the only character in the book who "knows" that "he was right," with his tropic-reared wife being the most obvious countervailing figure; but essentially every character who's given any sort of time in the spotlight is dead certain that he (or she...) is right. In addition to examining male-female relationships from a variety of perspectives (and not always to the credit of the males), Trollope manages some jibes at feminists, one of his pet peeves, it seems. While I was ready for this book to be finished, its "shoes" didn't pinch nearly as much as those provided by Dickens (see, for example, David Copperfield).

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