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Tess of the D’Urbervilles 247<br />
the life of the mightiest to himself. Upon her sensations the<br />
whole world depended to Tess; through her existence all her<br />
fellow-creatures existed, to her. The universe itself only came<br />
into being for Tess on the particular day in the particular year<br />
in which she was born.’<br />
This could be straight Camus, and in fact it really is for, as Cecil<br />
suggests, Hardy’s mnemonic side had to concede what the Greeks<br />
called a human nature. We can, after all, talk about persistence beyond<br />
death; rabbits and rats cannot. ‘Despairing literature’, as Camus once<br />
put it, ‘is a contradiction in terms’.<br />
So society executes Tess, as it did Camus’s Meursault, and for not<br />
entirely dissimilar reasons. In neither case is the murder the guilt; the<br />
revolt against convention is the real guilt. Meursault is decapitated ‘in<br />
the name of the French people’. Tess is hanged in the name of male<br />
society. And yet her touching, tentative revolt against inhuman laws<br />
affirms something irreducibly human, and makes us all her murderers,<br />
as well as her fellow-condemned.<br />
Of course, the great difference, aesthetically, between Hardy’s<br />
brand of existentialism and Camus’s is that the latter writer could<br />
already locate his in a social situation where the values of solitude,<br />
alienation, revolt (during German occupation) were normatively<br />
heroic. As a matter of fact, there may even have been an artistic<br />
penalty for this; however sympathetic Camus’s fiction was, he was<br />
again giving testimony, acknowledging public truths, rather than (or<br />
just as much as) writing out of private discovery, apart. We feel he is<br />
as honest as Hardy all the way, but does he maintain the same creative<br />
energy over long stretches (his best work is short)? As Irving Howe<br />
once put it, ‘Camus has not yet given himself irrevocably to the powers<br />
of art, he has not yet taken the final step that would bring him from<br />
the realm of reflection to the realm of imagination.’ 29 Yet Camus’s<br />
tragic optimism replies to, rounds out, Hardy’s ironic pessimism.<br />
Surely he would have agreed with Camus that ‘a human nature does<br />
exist, as the Greeks believed. Why rebel if there is nothing permanent<br />
in oneself worth preserving?’ 30<br />
So Tess, this ‘mere child of the soil’, is also a child of our time,<br />
a truly delicate organization of appetencies. No wonder Tolstoy<br />
approved her (at least in serial shape). She is ‘Alive enough to have<br />
strength to die’, all right, and cannot imagine no further life for the