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Poetry of Contemplation: John Donne, George Herbert, Henry Vaughan, and the Modern Period.Arthur L. Clements

Timber" is more appealing, which makes Osmond's comparative neglect of the hermetic tradition tantalizing. Such a leisured survey is something of a luxury these days—and a reminder of the critically innocent 1960s, when such reviews of a topic were forthcoming on every hand, and the ideology of a male-centered intellectual history went unquestioned. But developments of the last twenty years are likely to leave readers asking for rather more than a passive acceptance of the ideology implicit in the body-soul confrontation. The writers of the body and soul debates were not cloistered from the culture of their age. Unless they engaged with the topic as a mere intellectual teaser, which is unlikely, for the debates are full of feeling, it abutted political and gender questions which Rosalie Osmond only glances at. The body-soul opposition clearly ranges alongside numerous other oppositions such as outside-inside, impure-pure, female-male (a point obvious from the start though only mentioned at the end); so it would seem to connect with the problematic place of the feminine without and within the masculine identity revealed in later literature. However, better that a survey should leave one asking for more rather than sending one away sated.