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The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Stevenson’s “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” was not an only child. The author based the story on the true misadventures of Scottish carpenter “Deacon” William Brodie (1741 – 1788) who played the godly man by day and the criminal by night. Brodie was eventually executed. Years before the novel, Stevenson, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, wrote a version of the story. When he turned 19 in 1869, he wrote another version. Finally, in 1879, he re-wrote the play with his longtime theatrical collaborator W.E. Henley. The play didn’t do terribly well. Years later he revisited the material in novel form. When Stevenson showed his wife the first draft of the novel, she thought the characterization of Dr. Jekyll didn’t ultimately serve the intended themes. Stevenson had portrayed Jekyll as completely evil. Hyde was merely a physical change. Stevenson took his wife’s advice and threw the manuscript into the fireplace. He rewrote the novel in three days, making a clearer distinction between the good Jekyll and the evil Hyde. In doing so, he clarified his themes regarding the duality of mankind’s nature. Like Poe, his portrayal of the “Doppelganger” prefigures Freud. By the way, the novel was a tremendous success as was the subsequent stage adaptations. The stage actors who played the main character were praised for their performances during the “transformation” scene. In the movies, the technical film arts replaced actor’s masquerade. Even today, the phrase “Jekyll and Hyde” has become popular slang for “split personality.”
INVICTUS
Poem by W. E. Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) - Wiki
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