Merrie England describes
a trip through modern England in search of the eternal England, a quest
for the country's "soil-soul", "the plush, solid ground of primal
realities." On foot and by train, Joseph Pearce travels from Norwich
through Ely, Peterborough, and York to Lindisfarne, then west along the
Scottish border to the Lake District and south along the Welsh border
before cutting east to Oxford, London, and finally the shrine to Our
Lady at Walsingham. But Pearce does not travel alone, he takes with him
Chaucer, Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Newman, Hopkins, Chesterton, Tolkien,
and many others besides. Though they may appear to be ghosts, they are
in some ways more alive than anyone living today.
Pearce obviously takes a portion of his inspiration from the travel books of Hilaire Belloc (The Cruise of the "Nona", The Path to Rome),
the subject of one of his well-received biographies, but he lacks
Belloc's light touch. Too often Pearce comes across as a lecturer
rather than a convivial companion - he spends paragraphs excoriating
post-industrial ugliness where Belloc would have dismissed it with a
contemptuous wave of his hand and moved on to more interesting matters.
Likewise, Pearce's choice to make his traveler an anonymous "pilgrim",
while it may heighten audience identification, wears out its welcome as
the reader is repeatedly told what the pilgrim thinks and feels - a walk
with Joseph Pearce would doubtless be more interesting than having
Joseph Pearce describe a walk anyone might take. Then, too, while there
are numerous illustrations of places mentioned in the text, there is no
map, a strange omission in a book partially inspired by Tolkien.
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