
A father recalls a conversation in which Clive described confronting a cheating officer, surviving their duel when the officer confessed, and protecting him from public disgrace. Clive explains that being spared without a confession would have subjected him to dishonor he could not bear. The narrator recalls learning of Clive's suicide a week after their conversation.
By Robert Browning · Genre: Dramatic Monologue, Narrative Poetry · 4,449 words
I and Clive were friends -- and why not? Friends! I think you laugh, / my lad. / Clive it was gave England India, while your father gives -- egad, / England nothing but the graceless boy who lures him on to speak -- / "Well, Sir, you and Clive were comrades -- " with a tongue thrust in / your cheek! / Very true: in my eyes, your eyes, all the world's eyes, Clive was / man, / I was, am, and ever shall be -- mouse, nay, mouse of all its clan / Sorriest sample, if you take the kitchen's estimate for fame; / While the man Clive -- he fought Plassy, spoiled the clever foreign / game, / Conquered and annexed and Englished!
dueling · gambling · cheating · honor · fear · suicide
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