UNIT 1: Poetry
1.6.“The Frog andthe Nightingale” by Vikram Seth
Vikram Seth (b. 1952) was born in Calcutta, and educated in Dehra
Dun. He got admission in St Stephen's College, Delhi, in Mathematics (Honours)
course, but did not join. He won a scholarship to Corpus Christi College,
Oxford University, and graduated in 1975 with honours in philosophy, politics
and economics. He went to Stanford University, U.S.A. in 1977. He obtained his
Master's degree in economics, and started work on a doctoral dissertation,
"Seven Chinese Villages: An Economic and demographic Portrait." He
spent two years in China doing research at Nanjing University. From Heaven Luke
is based on his experience when he travelled to India overland, through
Sinkiang, Tibet and Nepal.
His first book, Mappings, published by Writers Workshop, Calcutta, in 1982, contained poems written in English along with a few translations of Indian poets. His second book, From Heaven Lake (1983), which won the Thomas Cook Travel Book Award, attracted a wider readership. His second book of poetry, The Humble Administrator's Garden (1985) won the Commonwealth Poetry Prize for Asia in 1985.
Poem Explanation
Stanza 1
Once upon a time a
frog
Croaked away in
Bingle Bog
Every night from
dusk to dawn
He croaked awn and
awn and awn
The poem begins on a narrative with the classical stock phrase ‘Once upon a time’ to engage the audience in the fairytale of the poem from the very start. We are introduced to a frog who is shown croaking in a Bingle Bog. A Bingle Bog is a marshy and muddy place around the roots of a tree. The frog croaked without stopping from evening to the morning, throughout the night. The poet says that the creature croaked “awn and awn and awn”. On one hand it suggests the croak of the frog, while on the other hand the poet might suggest the simple relentlessness of the frog’s croaking with sounds similar to the words “on and on and on”. This can be regarded as a clever word play.
Other creatures
loathed his voice,
But, alas, they had
no choice,
And the crass cacophony
Blared out from the
sumac tree
At whose foot the
frog each night
Minstrelled on till
morning night
The other creatures
did not like the frog’s singing, though they had no choice but to listen to him
throughout the night. The frog’s ‘crass cacophony’, that is, his rough
unpleasant and crude mixture of sounds were heard by all the inhabitants of the
sumac tree. And so, the frog sang like a minstrel at the foot of the sumac tree
every night.
Stanza 2
Neither stones nor
prayers nor sticks.
Insults or complaints
or bricks
Stilled the frogs
determination
To display his
heart’s elation.
Nothing could stop
the frog from singing. Even when stones and sticks were thrown at him he
persisted. No pleading or insults or complaints had any effect on him. The frog
was full of determination and keen on displaying his feeling through his voice
and so he sang without the least care for the world. Although the frog is the
antagonist of the poem, a good quality we see here is the quality of
determination.
But one night a
nightingale
In the moonlight
cold and pale
Perched upon the
sumac tree
Casting forth her
melody
Dumbstruck sat the
gaping frog
And the whole
admiring bog
Stared towards the
sumac, rapt,
One night a
nightingale perched on the sumac tree at whose foot the frog used to sing night
after night. In the moonlight, sitting on the tree, she started singing in a
melodious and dulcet voice. Nightingales are song-birds and their voice is very
melodious. This has inspired poets and writers since antiquity to write songs
and poem on the beauty of their voice. The frog, in this scenario, sat gaping
at the nightingale completely amazed and dumbstruck. Everyone in the bog (marsh
land) around the sumac tree were also likewise awed and they stared at the
nightingale in admiration.
Stanza 3
And, when she had
ended, clapped,
Ducks had swum and
herons waded
To her as she
serenaded
And a solitary loon
Wept, beneath the
summer moon.
When the
nightingale concluded her singing, everyone who had heard her clapped. Ducks
swam towards the nightingale enchanted by her music and herons walked towards
her as she sang. The song of the nightingale was so beautiful that it made a
loon weep sitting by himself in the moonlit sky. The nightingale’s voice is
glorified in the lines.
Toads and teals and
tiddlers, captured
By her voice,
cheered on, enraptured:
“Bravo! ” “Too
divine! ” “Encore! ”
So the nightingale
once more,
Quite unused to
such applause,
Sang till dawn
without a pause.
Even the toads and
teals (which are a kind of freshwater ducks with bright colours on their necks)
and tiddlers (which are fishes of salty water) were captured by the divine
melody of the nightingale. Ravished and enraptured by her song they cheered for
her with ‘Bravo!’ ‘Too divine!’ ‘Encore!’. The modest nightingale was quite
unused to such high praise. Seeing her art being appreciated she sang on till
the dawn.
Stanza 4:
Next night when the
Nightingale
Shook her head and
twitched her tail,
Closed an eye and
fluffed a wing
And had cleared her
throat to sing
She was startled by
a croak.
“Sorry – was that
you who spoke? ”
She enquired when
the frog
Hopped towards her
from the bog.
“Yes,” the frog
replied. “You see,
I’m the frog who
owns this tree
In this bog I’ve
long been known
For my splendid
baritone
And, of course, I
wield my pen
For Bog Trumpet now
and then”
The nightingale had received a lot of appreciation in the form of comments and applause the preceding night and so she decided to sing the next night as well. The next night she shook her head and twitched her tail to ready herself for her audience. She closed an eye and fluffed a wing and was just about to sing when she was startled by a croak.
It was the frog who
had interrupted her. She asked the frog if it was him who spoke and the frog
hopped towards her and replied that it was he. He introduced himself to the
nightingale as the owner of the tree. He said that he’d lived in the bog for a
long time and was himself renowned for his singing. The frog further flaunted
that he also wrote music for Bog Trumpet. “Bog Trumpet” can be interpreted here
as the name of a magazine or newspaper circulated throughout the bog where
animals are human-like. Here we see the frog clearly trying to establish his
dominance by boasting about himself.
Stanza 5:
“Did you… did you
like my song? ”
“Not too bad – but
far too long.
The technique was
fine of course,
But it lacked a
certain force”.
“Oh! ” the
nightingale confessed.
Greatly flattered
and impressed
That a critic of
such note
Had discussed her
art and throat:
“I don’t think the
song’s divine.
But – oh, well – at least it’s mine”.
After meeting the frog the nightingale is convinced that the frog is someone of repute and has an acute understanding of her art. She asks the frog, rather hesitantly, if he liked her song. To this the frog replied that it was not too bad, but that it lacked a certain force. Here we see an individual who has no knowledge of the art acting as a critic and a superior to the one who has genuine talent. This happens quite often in the real world.
The nightingale on
the other hand was quite impressed and flattered. She even held the frog’s
baseless negative criticism with high esteem as she believes him to be a
noteworthy critic. She undermines herself by saying that she knows her song is
not divine. But that it is her own is enough satisfaction for her. We are
witness here to the nightingale’s complete lack of confidence in herself and
her art.
Stanza 6:
“That’s not much to
boast about”.
Said the heartless
frog. “Without
Proper training
such as I
– And few others
can supply.
You’ll remain a
mere beginner.
But with me you’ll
be a winner”
“Dearest frog”, the
nightingale
Breathed: “This is
a fairy tale –
And you are Mozart
in disguise
Come to earth
before my eyes”.
While we already see the frog undervaluing the nightingale’s song from the previous stanza, in this stanza the frog is seen to resort to open insult. He says in a very rude and heartless manner to the nightingale that the fact that her song is her own composition is not something to boast about. He goes a step further and says that the nightingale lacks proper training and that without such a training which only he and a few others can provide her with, she will remain a mere beginner. Alternatively, if she were to train under him, she would be a winner. Thus, the frog with his cunningness not only succeeds in undermining the nightingale, but also convinces her that it is in her best interest to train under him as she lacks proper training.
The nightingale
unaware of the guileful scheme is overwhelmed with joy that she would have the
chance to train under the frog. She further says that it is quite like a fairy
tale and she compares the talentless frog with Mozart and says that he has
arrived at the most opportune moment to her like a saviour.
Stanza 7:
“Well I charge a
modest fee.”
“Oh! ” “But it
won’t hurt, you’ll see”
Now the nightingale
inspired,
Flushed with
confidence, and fired
With both art and
adoration,
Sang – and was a
huge sensation.
Animals for miles
around
Flocked towards the
magic sound,
And the frog with
great precision
Counted heads and
charged admission.
The frog is bent on
taking advantage of the innocent and foolish nightingale. He proposes that he
is happy to teach the nightingale, but must have a modest fee in exchange for
his teaching. Suddenly the nightingale is sceptical about the exchange with the
fee involved. But the frog being a clever salesman full of guile and
cunningness assures that it won’t hurt and that he is demanding nothing that
the nightingale can’t afford. The Nightingale is inspired by this and is
flushed with confidence instilled in her by the frog. She is excited with both
art and adoration and thus sings and consequently is a huge sensation. Animals
not just from the bog but from far away gathered towards the magical sound, and
the frog with clever precision counted the present people and charge them with
admission fee.
Stanza 8:
Though next morning
it was raining,
He began her vocal
training.
“But I can’t sing
in this weather”
“Come my dear –
we’ll sing together.
Just put on your
scarf and sash,
Koo-oh-ah! ko-ash!
ko-ash! ”
So the frog and
nightingale
Journeyed up and
down the scale
For six hours, till
she was shivering
and her voice was
hoarse and quivering.
The next morning it
was raining. The weather was unsuitable for the nightingale to sing but the
frog begin with her vocal training anyway. Nightingales sing in the evening
when the weather is clear whereas the frogs croak when it rains. The
Nightingale pleaded to the frog that she could not sing in the rain, but the
cunning frog pushed and persuaded her to sing regardless. He told her to put on
her scarf and sash and sing along with him. And so the frog and the nightingale
practiced singing for six hours straight in the adverse rainy weather. The
nightingale was shivering with cold by the time, her voice became rough and she
trembled when she spoke.
Stanza 9:
Though subdued and
sleep deprived,
In the night her
throat revived,
And the sumac tree
was bowed,
With a breathless,
titled crowd:
Owl of Sandwich,
Duck of Kent,
Mallard and Milady
Trent,
Martin Cardinal
Mephisto,
And the Coot of
Monte Cristo,
Ladies with tiaras
glittering
In the interval sat
twittering –
And the frog
observed them glitter
With a joy both
sweet and bitter.
Because of the so called ‘vocal training’, the nightingale was sleep deprived and quite tired. However, in the night she regained composure. Her throat revived and she could sing in front of the bog. As always her audience was left overwhelmed and breathless. Many a notable personalities from near and far had come to hear her. The Owl of Sandwich, Duck of Kent, Mallard and Milady Trent, Martin cardinal of Mephisto, and the coot of Monte Cristo were some of these figures.
We see a clever characterisation by the poet in these lines. All the dignitaries from the poet’s animal world are mentioned to draw our attention to the widespread fame of the nightingale’s voice and to convincingly portray the world. We see in the last two lines of the stanza that the frog sees this audience composed of dignitaries with a bittersweet temperament. This is because he is both happy to see such a turnout of people which will culminate in money for him and sad with jealousy to know that people are there for the nightingale and not him.
Stanza 10:
Every day the frog
who’d sold her
Songs for silver
tried to scold her:
“You must practice
even longer
Till your voice,
like mine grows stronger.
In the second song
last night
You got nervous in
mid-flight.
And, my dear, lay
on more trills:
Audiences enjoy
such frills.
You must make your
public happier:
Give them something
sharper snappier.
We must aim for
better billings.
You still owe me
sixty shillings.”
We see that the
frog has become abusive towards the nightingale. He is seen at his most
exploitative in the lines of this stanza. The frog collects the earnings from
the show every night and scolds the nightingale to practice harder. He chides
her saying she should practise longer for her voice to grow as strong as his
own and that it’s a shame that she got nervous in the middle of the second song
from the previous night’s performance. The frog suggests bizarre things for her
to do to impress the gathering. He says that they must aim for better earnings
as the nightingale still owes him sixty shillings for his lessons. We see the
evil and cunning nature of the frog who even when keeping the earnings from the
nightingale’s show and providing a misleading lesson wants to further exploit
her by demanding an undeserved fee.
Stanza 11:
Day by day the
nightingale
Grew more sorrowful
and pale.
Night on night her
tired song
Zipped and trilled
and bounced along,
Till the birds and
beasts grew tired
At a voice so
uninspired
And the ticket
office gross
Crashed, and she
grew more morose –
For her ears were
now addicted
To applause quite
unrestricted,
And to sing into
the night
All alone gave no
delight.
In this manner,
suffering at the hands of the cunning frog the nightingale grew more sorrowful
and pale day by day. Night after night, forced by the frog, she kept on singing
until she grew tired of it and lost all inspiration. This weariness of hers
started reflecting in her song and the quality of her performance gradually
started degrading. It worsened to such a point that her audience once so eager
to hear her sing reduced in number. The nightingale consequently grew morose.
She was by now quite habitual to see a horde of listeners gathered to hear her
sing. And so, now singing alone in the night gave her no pleasure. She had
grown used to others applauding at her song.
Stanza 12:
Now the frog puffed
up with rage.
“Brainless bird –
you’re on the stage –
Use your wits and
follow fashion.
Puff your lungs out
with your passion.”
Trembling,
terrified to fail,
Blind with tears,
the nightingale
Heard him out in
silence, tried,
Puffed up, burst a vein, and died.
Seeing that the
nightingale’s show now didn’t make him the money it used to, the cruel frog
puffed up with rage. We see here that the frog has absolutely no compassion or
sympathy towards the nightingale. He again scolds her, calling her a brainless
bird. He tells her to use her wits, to follow the trends with changing times
and to puff her lungs out to show her passion. The nightingale, too afraid to
fail in front of her audience and reduced to tears by the frog’s insult,
followed what he said. She puffed up causing a vein in her body to burst and
died. Thus, in this stanza, we see the nightingale following one last ill
advice from the frog and leading to a fatal outcome.
Stanza 13:
Said the frog: “I
tried to teach her,
But she was a
stupid creature –
Far too nervous,
far too tense.
Far too prone to
influence.
Well, poor bird –
she should have known
That your song must
be your own.
That’s why I sing
with panache:
“Koo-oh-ah! ko-ash!
ko-ash! ”
And the foghorn of
the frog
Blared unrivalled
through the bog.
In the final stanza of the poem, we are acquainted with the frog’s true nature and objective in acquainting with the nightingale. He has not a shred of remorse for what he has done. He declares that he tried to teach the nightingale, but she was a stupid creature. She was too nervous and tense and could be easily tricked. In the ending lines of the poem, we see the frog once again after removing good competition in the nightingale, sing unrivalled through the bog.
Here we see the
frog uttering perhaps the two singularly most important lines in the entire
poem. He says that the nightingale should have known that ‘one’s song must be
their own.’ She should have been confident in herself and her abilities. Even
the talentless frog knows this lesson. The moral of the poem “The Frog and the
Nightingale” is expressed in these lines and it can be summed up as the
following — while each one of us are gifted intrinsically with certain talents,
each person differs from another, and so one must have faith in one’s own
strengths.
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