Sino-US English Teaching, November 2015, Vol. 12, No. 11, 886-889
doi:10.17265/1539-8072/2015.11.013
Humbert’s Self-defence for His Relation With Lolita
PANG Ren-shan
Shandong University of Science and Technology, Qingdao, Shandong, China
In Vladimir Nabokov’s novel Lolita, we can find that Humbert tries to defend himlf for his relation with Lolita.
Humbert says Lolita has a precursor that is Annabel. That is pure love between children. Pure love is innocent, so
Humbert wants to say he is not to blame. His relation with Lolita is pure love. In addition, Edgar Allan P
oe wrote a
poem about Annabel Lee. And Humbert wants to say that it is the poem that makes him love Lolita.
Keywords: precursor, Humbert, lf-defence, relation, Lolita, Edgar Allan Poe, Dante
Introduction
On page nine, in paragraph two and three of chapter one, the novel has the following words:
人力资源管理制度She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. (Nabokov, 2000, p. 9)
Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the a. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita All Rights Rerved.
was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy pro style. (Nabokov, 2000, p. 9)
From the above words, we can know that Humbert is trying to defend himlf by saying that there is a precursor. Becau there is a precursor, Humbert substitutes Lolita for the precursor. His love of the precursor is
innocent love, therefore, his love of Lolita is also innocent pure love.
The Precursor
In defending himlf, Hunbert mentions the precursor. In chapter three, the novel Lolita has the following words in narating the precursor:
Annabel was, like the writer, of mixed parentage: half-English, half-Dutch, in her ca. I remember her features far less distinctly today than I did a few years ago, before I knew Lolita. There are two kinds of visual memory: one when
you skillfully recreate an image in the laboratory of your mind, with your eyes open (and then I e Annabel in such
general terms as: “honey-colored skin”, “think arms”, “brown bobbed hair”, “long lashes”, “big bright mouth”); and the
other when you instantly evoke, with shut eyes, on the dark inner side of your eyelids, the objective, absolutely optical
replica of a beloved face, a little ghost in natural colors (and this is how I e Lolita). Let me therefore primly limit mylf,
in describing Annabel, to saying she was a lovely child a few months my junior. Her parents were old friends of my
aunt’s, and as stuffy as she. They had rented a villa not far from Hotel Mirana. Bald brown Mr. Leigh and fat, powdered
Mrs. Leigh (born Vanessa van Ness). How I loathed them. At first, Annabel and I talked of peripheral affairs. She kept
lifting handfuls of fine sand and letting it pour through her fingers. Our brains were turned the way tho of intelligent
European preadolescents were in our day and t, and I doubt if much individual genius should be assigned to our interest PANG Ren-shan, associate professor, master, College of Foreign Language
s, Shandong University of Science and Technology.duron
HUMBERT’S SELF-DEFENCE FOR HIS RELATION WITH LOLITA887 in the plurality of inhabited worlds, competitive tennis, infinity, solipsism, and so on. The softness and fragility of baby
animals caud us the same inten pain. She wanted to be a nur in some famished Asiatic country; I wanted to be a
famous spy. All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly, I should
add, becau that frenzy of mutual posssion might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating
every particle of each other’s soul and flesh; but there we were, unable even to mate as slum children would have so
easily found an opportunity to do. After one wild attempt we made to meet at night in her garden (of which more later),
the only privacy we were allowed was to be out of earshot but not out of sight on the populous part of the plage. There, on
the soft sand, a few feet away from our elders, we would sprawl all morning, in a petrified paroxysm of desire, and take
advantage of every blesd quirk in space and time to touch each other: her hand, half-hidden in the sand, would creep
toward me, its slender brown fingers sleepwalking nearer and nearer; the n, her opalescent knee would start on a long
cautious journey; sometimes a chance rampart built by younger children granted us sufficient concealment to graze each
other’s salty lips; the incomplete contacts drove our healthy and inexperienced young bodies to such a state of
exasperation that not even the cold blue water, under which we still clawed at each other, could bring relief. Among some
treasures I lost during the wanderings of my adult years, there was a snapshot taken by my aunt which showed Annabel,
her parents and the staid, elderly, lame gentleman, a Dr. Cooper, who that same summer courted my aunt, grouped around
a table in a sidewalk cafe. Annabel did not come out well, caught as she was in the act of bending over her chocolat glace,
and her thin bare shoulders and the parting in her hair were about all that could be identified (as I remember that picture)
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amid the sunny blur into which her lost loveliness graded; but I, sitting somewhat apart from the rest, came out with a
kind of dramatic conspicuousness: a moody, beetle-browed boy in a dark sport shirt and well-tailored white shorts, his
legs crosd, sitting in profile, looking away. That photograph was taken on the last day of our fatal summer and just a
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few minutes before we made our cond and final attempt to thwart fate. Under the flimsiest of pretexts (this was our very
last chance, and nothing really mattered) we escaped from the cafe to the beach, and found a desolate stretch of sand, and
there, in the violet shadow of some red rocks forming a kind of cave, had a brief ssion of avid caress, with
somebody’s lost pair of sunglass for only witness. I was on my knees, and on the point of posssing my darling, when
two bearded bathers, the old man of the a and his brother, came out of the a with exclamations of ribald
encouragement, and four months later she died of typhus in Corfu. (Nabokov, 2000, pp. 11-13)
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The above words in the novel tell the readers that the precursor is Annabel, and Humbert enjoys a p
ure innocent love with his girlfriend Annabel. That love should not be blamed at all, becau the love is pure,
innocent, and natural.
In chapter four, the novel continues to tell the readers Humbert’s cherish of Annabel. The novel has the following words:
I leaf again and again through the mirable memories, and keep asking mylf, was it then, in the glitter of that
remote summer, that the rift in my life began; or was my excessive desire for that child only the first evidence of an
inherent singularity? When I try to analyze my own cravings, motives, actions and so forth, I surrender to a sort of
b wretrospective imagination which feeds the analytic faculty with boundless alternatives and which caus each visualized
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route to fork and re-fork without end in the maddeningly complex prospect of my past. I am convinced, however, that in a
certain magic and fateful way Lolita began with Annabel.
I also know that the shock of Annabel’s death consolidated the frustration of that nightmare summer, made of it a
permanent obstacle to any further romance throughout the cold years of my youth. The spiritual and the physical had been
blended in us with a perfection that must remain incomprehensible to the matter-of-fact, crude, standard-brained
youngsters of today. Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we met we had had the
same dreams. We compared notes. We found strange affinities. The same June of the same year (1919) a stray canary had
fluttered into her hou and mine, in two widely parated countries. Oh, Lolita, had you loved me thus I have rerved
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for the conclusion of my “Annabel” pha the account of our unsuccessful first tryst. One night, she managed to deceive
the vicious vigilance of her family. In a nervous and slender-leaved mimosa grove at the back of their villa we found a
perch on the ruins of a low stone wall. Through the darkness and the tender trees we could e the arabesques of lighted
windows which, touched up by the colored inks of nsitive memory, appear to me now like playing cards presumably
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becau a bridge game was keeping the enemy busy. She trembled and twitched as I kisd the corner of her parted lips
and the hot lobe of her ear. A cluster of stars palely glowed above us, between the silhouettes of long thin leaves; that
vibrant sky emed as naked as she was under her light frock. I saw her face in the sky, strangely distinct, as if it emitted a
faint radiance of its own. Her legs, her lovely live legs, were not too clo together, and when my hand located what it
sought, a dreamy and eerie expression, half-pleasure, half-pain, came over tho childish features. She sat a little higher
than I, and whenever in her solitary ecstasy she was led to kiss me, her head would bend with a sleepy, soft, drooping
movement that was almost woeful, and her bare knees caught and compresd my wrist, and slackened again; and her
quivering mouth, distorted by the acridity of some mysterious potion, with a sibilant intake of breath came near to my
face. She would try to relieve the pain of love by first roughly rubbing her dry lips against mine; then my darling would
draw away with a nervous toss of her hair, and then again come darkly near and let me feed on her open mouth, while
级差地租with a generosity that was ready to offer her everything, my heart, my throat, my entrails, I have her to hold in her
awkward fist the scepter of my passion. I recall the scent of some kind of toilet powder I believe she stole it from her
mother’s Spanish maid a sweetish, lowly, musky perfume. It mingled with her own biscuity odor, and my ns were
suddenly filled to the brim; a sudden commotion in a nearby bush prevented them from overflowing and as we drew away
from each other, and with aching veins attended to what was probably a prowling cat, there came from the hou her
mother’s voice calling her, with a rising frantic note and Dr. Cooper ponderously limped out into the garden. But that
mimosa grove—the haze of stars, the tingle, the flame, the honey-dew, and the ache remained with me, and that little girl
with her aside limbs and ardent tongue haunted me ever since until at last, twenty-four years later, I broke her spell by
incarnating her in another. (Nabokov, 2000, pp.13-15)
From the above words from the novel, the readers can know that Humbert cannot forget Annabel, and it is a spell that can not be broken untill Lolita appears. Before Lolita, Humbert only cherishes Annabel, and he has no
interest in other girls. Lolita is the incarnation of Annabel, a substitute for Annabel. In this way, Humbert tries to
defend his relation with Lolita: Becau Humbert’s love of Annabel is pure and innocent, and Lolita is the
incarnation of Annabel, Humbert’s relation with Lolita is also pure and innocent. That is Humbert’s lf-defence. All Rights Rerved.
Adgar Allen Poe’s Poem
In chapter one and chapter ten, Humbert mentions “princedom by the a” two times. And Humbert mentions “Annabel” many times. Here both “annabel” and “princedom by the a” allude to “Annabel Lee” by
Adgar Allen Poe. The annotated Lolita has this poem:
It was many a year ago, In a kindom by the a, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee;—And this maiden she lived with no other thought That to love and be loved by me. She was a child and I
was a child, In this kingdom by the a, But we loved with a love that was more than love—I and my Annabel Lee—With
a love that the winged raphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by
the a, A wind blew out of a cloud by night Chilling my Annabel Lee; So that her high-born kinsmen came And bore her
away from me, To shut her up in a pulchre In this kingdom by the a. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went
envying her and me:—Yes! that was reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the a) That the wind came out of the
cloud, chilling And killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of tho who were older
than we—Of many far wir than we—And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the a Can
ever disver my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:—For the moon never beams without bringing me
dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never ri but I e the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And
so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride In her pulchre there by the
a—In her tomb by the sounding a. (Nabokov, 2000, pp. 329-330)
From the above poem, the readers can know that Humbert wants to say the poem makes him have the relation with Lolita. Becau the precursor is Annabel, and Humbert enjoys the love with Annabel in a princedom
by the a. Lolita is the incarnation of Annabel.
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Conclusion
Hunbert mentions the precursor Annabel he associated with in a princedom by the a. That love is pure and innocent, so Humbert wants to say he should not be blamed. In addition, Humbert says that Lolita is the
basal
incarnation of Annabel. Becau Humbert says he loves no other girls than Annabel, he loves Lolita who is the
incarnation of Annabel. His love of Lolita is also pure anf innocent. Both “Annabel” and “princedom by the a”
allude to Adgar Allen Poe’s poem Annabel Lee. This poem narrates the pure and innocent love between “I” and
“Annabel Lee”, so Hunbert wants to say that it is the poem that makes him do so, and he should not be blamed.
That is the lf-defence of Humbert for his relation with Lolita.
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