“ Time was as a dream; reflection was too painful. I felt that it was all my fault, all my own doing. My heart became hardened, and continued so till I loved you, Jack; and now I have better feelings, at least I think so.""But, mother, what was the blow? Is he dead?""Yes, Jack, dead—dead on the gibbet. He was hanged for piracy at Port Royal, Jamaica. Jack," said Nanny, seizing my hand, and pressing it in her long fingers, "this is a secret; recollect, a secret deep as the grave; promise me, as you hope for heaven!""I do, mother, as I hope for heaven." ”
Frederick Marryat
Summary
Published in 1840, Poor Jack by Frederick Marryat follows Thomas Saunders, a neglected London street urchin who rises from poverty to wealth through determination, ultimately becoming a Thames pilot and prosperous squire. The novel combines a rags-to-riches narrative with vivid portrayals of 19th-century naval life, examining themes of social mobility, family ties, and the harsh realities of seafaring.
Central characters like Jack, Bramble, and Bessy grapple with conflicts between duty, love, and ambition, while the text’s anecdotes and dialogues highlight the tensions between personal goals and societal expectations. Marryat’s work remains a compelling study of resilience and the complex interplay of class and identity.
Quotes from Poor Jack (Frederick Marryat)
“ Believe me, Tom, there is no one who has your interest and welfare at heart more than I have. I have known you since you were a child, and have watched you with as much solicitude as any parent. Do you think, then, that I would persuade you to what I thought would not contribute to your happiness? Do, my dear boy, make Bramble, Bessy, yourself, and all of us happy, by weaning yourself from the memory of one who was undeserving of you, and fixing your affections upon her who will be as steadfast and as true to you as the other was false and capricious. ”
“ It will be time enough for me to think of Tom when Tom appears to think of me. I shall always love him as a brother.""Well, God's will be done! We must now try and console him, poor fellow; and I'm very glad that we're off to-morrow. Salt water cures love, they say, sooner than anything else.""It may, perhaps," replied Bessy; "but I feel that if I were once really in love the whole ocean itself could not wash my love out. However, women are not men.""That's true. You hug your love as you do your babies, all day long, and never tire. Now, you see, a man gets tired of nursing in no time. ”
