- I was distracted for a bit by The Waltz. And still can't get over the
fact that the poem does not say anything about the comet though I had
read it into it forever.
MY other thoughts about the poem, "The WAltz" remain unchanged. Several
people have said that this poem proved that Byron hated the waltz and
that he was a hypocrite pretending to be scandalized by the
dance--though the phrase used was stronger than hypocrite.
The narrator of the Waltz is not Byron. It is a man from the country A
man with no town bronze and no sophistication. Of course, Byron uses
this man and his opinions to have some fun.
One thing I have been slow to recognize in Byron's work is the ever
present political commentary.
he throws a dart here and a dart there at the government, & the Prince
I do not know whether Byron disliked the new form of dancing in which
a couple was more front to front than side to side. He did not dance
that we know of because of his lameness, though no one remarked on his
walking gait. however the comments of the narrator of the poem are
consistent with those of an old fashioned man who does not like things
to change. It is also consistent with contemporary opinions. There were
letters to the editors of magazines speaking out against the
impropriety of the dance. ( That some of these were probably written
by the editors does not make them any less opinions). Still Byron says
that this was a poem in praise of the waltz, even though he spends some
lines on how the impropriety of the public embrace will lead to further
I think more lines are given over to politics and other subjects than
the dance itself.
"Voluptuous Waltz! and dare I blaspheme?
Thy bard forgot thy praises were his theme.
Terpsicord forgive!-- and at every ball
My wife --Now --- waltzes, and my daughters --shall--;
__MY SON__( or stop-- 'tis needless to inquire--
These little accidents should ne'er transpire;
Some ages hence our genealogic tree
Will wear as green a bough for him as me)--
Waltzing shall rear, to make our name amends,
Grandsons for me-- in heirs for all his friends.
I think his son will be like the cuckoo bird and leave his offspring in
the nests of others to raise.
- I was looking up waltz on Google Book search with dates between 1800
and 1820 and came up with several-- most Byron's poem.. It was even
printed in the Sporting Magazine. A woman wrote an answer