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Gå med i LibraryThing för att få reda på om du skulle tycka om den här boken. Det finns inga diskussioner på LibraryThing om den här boken. > Babelio : https://www.babelio.com/livres/Kempe-Une-aventuriere-de-la-foi-au-Moyen-Age/1102... > Redon Odile. Le livre de Margery Kempe, Une aventure de la foi au Moyen Age, tr. par L. Magdinier. In: Médiévales, n°19, 1990. Liens de famille. Vivre et choisir sa parenté, sous la direction de Christiane Klapisch-Zuber . pp. 139-140. … ; (en ligne), URL : https://www.persee.fr/doc/medi_0751-2708_1990_num_9_19_1197 > Redon Odile. Le livre de Margery Kempe. Une aventurière de la foi au Moyen Age, préface d'André Vauchez. In: Revue de l'histoire des religions, tome 207, n°4, 1990. p. 445. … ; (en ligne), URL : https://www.persee.fr/doc/rhr_0035-1423_1990_num_207_4_1716 > Roland Minnerath. Le livre de Margery Kempe. Une aventurière de la foi au Moyen Age (coll. « Textes ». Traduction de L. Magdinier), 1989. In: Revue des Sciences Religieuses, tome 65, fascicule 1-2, 1991. p. 146. … ; (en ligne), URL : https://www.persee.fr/doc/rscir_0035-2217_1991_num_65_1_3167_t1_0146_0000_1 > Séguy Jean. Kempe (Margerie) Le Livre de Margerie Kempe. Une aven turière de la foi au Moyen Âge. In: Archives de sciences sociales des religions, n°70, 1990. pp. 281-282. … ; (en ligne), URL : https://www.persee.fr/doc/assr_0335-5985_1990_num_70_1_1328_t1_0281_0000_2 > Bergamasco Lucia. Le Livre de Margery Kempe, Une aventurière de la foi au Moyen Age, Traduit de l'anglais par Louise Magdinier. In: Annales. Économies, Sociétés, Civilisations. 46ᵉ année, N. 6, 1991. pp. 1306-1308. … ; (en ligne), URL : https://www.persee.fr/doc/ahess_0395-2649_1991_num_46_6_279011_t1_1306_0000_002 From the medieval history reading program. This is called “the first English autobiography”, which is somewhat stretching the term. Margery Kempe was a 14th century middle class Englishwoman from Lynn who had an extreme bout of postpartum depression after her first child and suddenly began having fits of uncontrollable sobbing every time she went to church, and then every time she had religious thoughts – which was often. She had conversations with Jesus, Mary, Mary Magdalene, St. Bridget, St. Katherine, St. John the Evangelist, and pretty much the entire calendar of saints. This went on her entire life, from around 1390 or so to sometime in the 1400s (she’s known to have been born in 1373 and lived at least until she was 65). She must have been insufferable. Her book relates the trials and tribulations she underwent because her contemporaries didn’t like her crying. She went on pilgrimage to Jerusalem, Rome, Compostella, and Aachen – crying the whole way. Groups of pilgrims would pick her up out of sympathy, tolerate her for a while, and then abandon her in the middle of nowhere after they couldn’t take the sobbing any more. (She was always reassured by whatever saint she was in touch with at the time that her companions were merely hypocritically abashed by her holiness). She’s certainly annoying to the reader, as she makes practically no mention of politics, or description of her travels, or even the names of her family (she took a vow of chastity, but had 14 children; her husband was importunate). An interesting question to me is how she survived. From what little she reveals, she was middle class (itself sort of a rarity in medieval England); she always managed to find enough money to go on pilgrimages (I don’t know how much it would cost to get from England to Jerusalem in the 14th century, but I imagine it wasn’t within the reach of the lower class). In many cases she depended on the charity of others, who must have been happy to feed her just because she couldn’t cry and eat at the same time. Another interesting observation is no one ever suggested she was mad – although madness was certainly known at the time. Instead she was repeatedly accused of being a heretic – a Lollard. (For those of you who have mislaid your copy of Peterson’s Guide to Medieval Heresy, Lollards were followers of John Wycliffe, who held that humans could understand God by reading the Bible, and didn’t need the intervention of priests. Wycliffe produced the first English translation of the Bible). Kempe was questioned several times by various authorities, including the Archbishop of Canterbury; her views were always pronounced orthodox, although it was often suggested that she go home and act like a normal woman (i.e., weaving or spinning or cooking) rather than crying all the time. She certainly makes no favorable reference to Lollardry in her book, although her direct conversations with Jesus and the saints may have been taken as bypassing priestly intervention. Very frustrating, much as Margery must have been. I read this as part of my degree, so from an academic point of view it was very fascinating and provides a woman's account of the late middle ages and blah blah blah. It's too bad that old Margery was completely off her head most of the time. I am not going to base my rating on academic merit, but rather how pleasurable it was to read. This woman rambles on and on and on. It felt like it was about ten times the length it was, and it is probably the most torturous thing I have ever suffered to read. It is a completely self indulgent and self centred account in which she reiterates the same tired points for 200 odd pages. At a certain point it became a test of endurance, around about the 500th time she relates that God made her weep heavily and people thought she was a heretic for it (this happens every five pages). Do yourself a favour, unless you have to, please don't read this; you will not leave the experience feeling satisfied, and as far as Christian mystics go, I assure you that there are far more interesting accounts to be read than this. Enjoyable not as the wisdom of a mystic (Margery had complex psychological reasons for her strange behaviour, undoubtedly), but for its homely glimpses of medieval life. And Margery even gets to meet a true mystic, Mother Julian of Norwich, who treats Margery with characteristic gentleness and wisdom. inga recensioner | lägg till en recension
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The story of the eventful and controversial life of Margery Kempe - wife, mother, businesswoman, pilgrim and visionary - is the earliest surviving autobiography in English. Here Kempe (c.1373-c.1440) recounts in vivid, unembarrassed detail the madness that followed the birth of the first of her fourteen children, the failure of her brewery business, her dramatic call to the spiritual life, her visions and uncontrollable tears, the struggle to convert her husband to a vow of chastity and her pilgrimages to Europe and the Holy Land. Margery Kempe could not read or write, and dictated her remarkable story late in life. It remains an extraordinary record of human faith and a portrait of a medieval woman of unforgettable character and courage. Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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If her story struck me as funny in places (especially when I forgot how roughshod a society she lived in that could easily make good on its death threats), it isn't out of disrespect for her devotion. I'm made skeptical by the voice of God that sounds almost nothing like him in the Bible, something she doesn't try to do in the brief second part written years later. Her insisting that she bore every trial like a meek saint is a stark contrast with the book itself, which amounts to a written defense and is sometimes even threatening to her persecutors.
Perhaps Margery suffered under a mental illness and this rationalized it for her, maybe it was at least partly an act, or perhaps she really was more blessed than most. It's an intriguing artifact, whichever your view. ( )