"There is something dark and wintry about the atmosphere of the later Middle Ages"
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“Dark and wintry” is Strachey’s way of collapsing a whole era into mood lighting - and it’s not an innocent description. As a critic formed in the Bloomsbury milieu, he distrusted the pieties of grand historical narrative. He preferred atmosphere to monument, psychology to pageant. Calling the later Middle Ages “wintry” sneaks in a value judgment: a civilization in its late season, running on habit, chilled by fear, waiting for a thaw it can’t yet name.
The line works because it’s doing two things at once. On the surface, it gestures at the obvious props: plague, famine, flagellant processions, inquisitorial violence, a Church tightening its grip. Underneath, it’s a modernist jab at medieval teleology. “Later” matters: not the mythic high Middle Ages of cathedrals and chivalry, but the exhausted aftermath - a world where certainty curdles into superstition and devotion shades into surveillance. Strachey isn’t simply painting the period as bleak; he’s framing it as psychologically claustrophobic, an atmosphere you breathe rather than a chronology you study.
There’s also a sly self-portrait in the sentence. Strachey made a career of puncturing heroic reputations by emphasizing temperament and contradiction. Here, he’s puncturing the sentimental medieval revivalism that lingered into the 19th century. The Middle Ages become less a romance than a weather system: oppressive, enveloping, and, crucially, narrated from the vantage point of someone already yearning for Renaissance light.
The line works because it’s doing two things at once. On the surface, it gestures at the obvious props: plague, famine, flagellant processions, inquisitorial violence, a Church tightening its grip. Underneath, it’s a modernist jab at medieval teleology. “Later” matters: not the mythic high Middle Ages of cathedrals and chivalry, but the exhausted aftermath - a world where certainty curdles into superstition and devotion shades into surveillance. Strachey isn’t simply painting the period as bleak; he’s framing it as psychologically claustrophobic, an atmosphere you breathe rather than a chronology you study.
There’s also a sly self-portrait in the sentence. Strachey made a career of puncturing heroic reputations by emphasizing temperament and contradiction. Here, he’s puncturing the sentimental medieval revivalism that lingered into the 19th century. The Middle Ages become less a romance than a weather system: oppressive, enveloping, and, crucially, narrated from the vantage point of someone already yearning for Renaissance light.
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