Locke – mixing food with labour and body, which is own property, to take it
Marx – fetishism in products of labour as soon as produced as commodities,
goods have more values but values result of labour… alienate human labour, take
on life of its own
Adjusting values of property claim… what was on land can be farmer’s because
he owned land the entire time -> North America, use Locke’s argument,
appropriate land through labour
Rape of the Lock as failed production, attempts to make property private
Belinda using tortoise and ivory, commodities from colonial lands… but uses
tortoise (not shell) and elephant… recall to products’ origins, difficult to say her
beauty is her own
Stolen from animals… ivory traded from slave traders
Lock also stolen from her
87 "Now meet thy fate", incens'd Belinda cried,
88And drew a deadly bodkin from her side.
89(The same, his ancient personage to deck,
90Her great great grandsire wore about his neck
91In three seal-rings; which after, melted down,
92Form'd a vast buckle for his widow's gown:
93Her infant grandame's whistle next it grew,
94The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew;
95Then in a bodkin grac'd her mother's hairs,
96Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.)
97 "Boast not my fall," he cried, "insulting foe!
98Thou by some other shalt be laid as low.
99Nor think, to die dejects my lofty mind;
100All that I dread is leaving you benind!
101Rather than so, ah let me still survive,
102And burn in Cupid's flames--but burn alive."
03 "Restore the lock!" she cries; and all around
104"Restore the lock!" the vaulted roofs rebound.
105Not fierce Othello in so loud a strain
106Roar'd for the handkerchief that caus'd his pain.
107But see how oft ambitious aims are cross'd,
108The chiefs contend 'till all the prize is lost! 109The lock, obtain'd with guilt, and kept with pain,
110In ev'ry place is sought, but sought in vain:
111With such a prize no mortal must be blest,
112So Heav'n decrees! with Heav'n who can contest?
Hairpiece and being passed down generations… colonial search, vain and pain
Hair becoming constellation
Baron swears that he will have lock as long as he has breath in nostril -> she
makes him sneeze and he loses lock
75 See, fierce Belinda on the baron flies,
76With more than usual lightning in her eyes,
77Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try,
78Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
79But this bold lord with manly strength endu'd,
80She with one finger and a thumb subdu'd:
81Just where the breath of life his nostrils drew,
82A charge of snuff the wily virgin threw;
tobacco and plantations, anxiety about other stolen bodies/slaves
habius corpus – can’t imprison body without trial.. British -> what distinguishes
them from others,
147 "For ever curs'd be this detested day,
148Which snatch'd my best, my fav'rite curl away!
149Happy! ah ten times happy, had I been,
150If Hampton Court these eyes had never seen!
151Yet am not I the first mistaken maid,
152By love of courts to num'rous ills betray'd.
153Oh had I rather unadmir'd remain'd
154In some lone isle, or distant northern land;
155Where the gilt chariot never marks the way,
156Where none learn ombre, none e'er taste bohea!
157There kept my charms conceal'd from mortal eye,
158Like roses, that in deserts bloom and die.
Women’s bodies as commodity, marriage settlements
Refusal to domesticate body
Clarissa’s speech 9 "Say, why are beauties prais'd and honour'd most,
10The wise man's passion, and the vain man's toast?
11Why deck'd with all that land and sea afford,
12Why angels call'd, and angel-like ador'd?
13Why round our coaches crowd the white-glov'd beaux,
14Why bows the side-box from its inmost rows?
15How vain are all these glories, all our pains,
16Unless good sense preserve what beauty gains:
17That men may say, when we the front-box grace:
18'Behold the first in virtue, as in face!'