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3.9: Philip Freneau (1752-1832)

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    Hailed as the “poet of the American Revolution,” positioned as the “father of American Poetry,“ and, finally, decried as “that rascal Freneau” by George Washington, Philip Freneau fell into relative obscurity during the later part of his lifetime and his work remains underappreciated and understudied as an early piece of the American literature canon. Those who knew him and those who later studied his life maintain Freneau possessed a purely idealistic view of freedom and Democracy for America. His role as the poet of the American Revolution is largely what has solidified Freneau’s place in American literature.

    The oldest of five children, Philip Morin Freneau was born on January 2, 1752 in New York to Pierre Fresneau (Philip dropped the “s” from his surname) and Agnes Watson. The Fresneaus emigrated from Oléron, France and were prosperous merchants who imported wine and other commodities from Europe. The Watsons were successful farmers from Scotland with considerable landholdings in New Jersey. Freneau did not work as a merchant during his lifetime and failed in his attempt at farming later in life. His family had prepared him, instead, for intellectual and artistic pursuits. His father prided himself on his large book collection and made sure his children became avid readers. At 10 years old, Freneau’s family left New York for the family’s 1000 acre New Jersey plantation, leaving him in New York with tutors to receive a proper education. His father’s focus on education led Freneau begin Princeton in 1768 with a sophomore standing. Upon his graduation, Freneau dabbled in a few different activities, such as teaching, but was drawn to the sea. He traveled and spent time in the, then, West Indies on numerous occasions, and he served as a captain with his brother’s shipping company out of South Carolina — both up and down the east coast and to the West Indies. Much like Richard Henry Dana, Freneau’s experiences at sea proved advantageous to his life as a writer. His writing continued to develop and would be the focus of the majority of his life when he committed to the publishing industry after leaving the sea.

    Freneau’s writing is often discussed as three main periods: his early works played with a variety of poetic forms and were largely composed during his time at Princeton; the high point of his career was during the American Revolution, where his poems championed the cause as he honed his craft; and his later works were, as critics argue, stifled by American seriousness.

    Freneau began his studies at Princeton along with James Madison, Hugh Brackenridge, and William Bradford. These four friends formed a literary club called the American Whig Society. This sparked the previously defunct Well Meaning Society to resurface and rename themselves the Cliosophic Society, thus formally reigniting the Princeton literary wars between the Whigs and Tories. While Freneau experimented with prose, going so far as to write a novel with Brackenridge, his aspirations towards poetry found their way into all of his writing. Much of his early writing was in tune with his British contemporaries and influenced by English poetry. Critics agree that his skill for satire during this period was beyond his years and that his poem “The House of Night” (1779) illustrated Freneau’s individual promise as a poet. “The House of Night” differed from his other college writings because he left neoclassicism and the popular modes of British poets behind, exhibiting shift that was decades ahead of the British poets.

    Some of his early satire work aimed at Princeton’s Cliosophic Society found its way nearly untouched such as “MacSwiggen, A Satire” (1775) into his American Revolution poetry. In addition to his satirical works, Freneau became particularly fond of occasional poetry as a way to engage with the events of the American Revolution. Freneau’s contemporary, African American poet Phillis Wheatley also wrote many occasional poems and some critiques of the British treatment of the colonies leading up to the American Revolution. Wheatley’s critiques looked towards reconciliation between Britain and its American colonies, while Freneau boldly expounded American democracy with his popular pre-war poem “American Liberty” (1775) and denounced Britain with targeted poems like, “General Gage’s Soliloque” (1775), “General Gage’s Confession” (1775), and “The Prison Ship” (1780) which was his response to being a prisoner on a British prison ship — an event that reinvigorated his anti-British sentiments in his poetry for the second half of the war.

    Following the American Revolution, the biggest hindrance on Freneau’s writing was American solemnity that directly conflicted with the dreamer in Freneau. The more he worked to appeal to the new American sensibilities, the more his artistry deteriorated. This is not to say that his later works are unreadable, but Americans lost their need for America’s poet. Freneau spent the later years of his life revising and republishing collections of his poetry. Some of his poems became nearly unrecognizable from their earlier editions. Unfortunately, a fire at his New Jersey home in 1815 destroyed papers, manuscripts, letters, and much of his family’s extensive book collection.

    Popular newspaper and journal publications were at the center of Freneau’s writing career. Many of his poems originally appeared individually in a variety of publications, along with Freneau’s prose writing. Freneau was affiliated with various journals and newspapers to varying capacities throughout his career, including holding significant influence as the editor of Freeman’s Journal, Daily Advertiser, National Gazette, and Jersey Chronicle, Time Piece, and True American. Freneau’s positions at these publications and his experiences at Princeton largely foretold the political direction Freneau’s work would take as he established himself as a poet and spokesperson of democracy.

    The National Gazette and Jersey Chronicle were both publications that he had founded and eventually abandoned. In 1791, while struggling to support his growing family, Freneau’s good friend from college, James Madison, connected him with then Secretary of State Thomas Jefferson to work as clerk for foreign languages in the Office of the Secretary of State, which was located in Philadelphia at the time, with the enticement that he would have plenty of free time to focus on his writing. Jefferson hoped that Freneau would utilize his passion from the American Revolution to start a Whig newspaper in opposition to John Fenno’s very popular Tory leaning Gazette of the United States. Thus the National Gazette was born in 1791. Verbal sparring and works rife with satire defined Freneau’s newspaper as he went head-to-head with both the Tory’s publication and rising Federalists John Adams and Alexander Hamilton. Freneau became caught up in a political battle, accused of partisanship and serving as Jefferson’s mouth piece rather than as an independent thinker and social commentator. While these accusations were not true for the most part — Freneau’s work was highly charged with political commentary that did align with Jefferson’s party — this period in his life has been charged with tainting his artistry. In other words, it was here that politics superseded his craft and the quality of his writing deteriorated.

    Upon returning to New Jersey from Philadelphia in 1795, Freneau established the Jersey Chronicle which only lasted one year due to low subscription rates. He attempted to stay in the publishing industry, but he was eventually forced back to sea due to debt. Unlike his earlier travels and time spent captaining vessels, Freneau was older and not inspired by the experiences. He wanted to return to his family’s plantation in New Jersey and live out the rest of his life with his books and writing, which he eventually managed to do. Freneau died in relative obscurity on December 18, 1832 at age 80 after losing his way in a blizzard which weakened his health considerably.

    Further Reading

    Adams, Stephen. “Philip Freneau’s Summa of American Exceptionalism: ‘The Rising Glory of America’ without Brakenridge.” Texas Studies in Literature and Language 55.4 (2013): 390-405.

    Adkins, Nelson F. Philip Freneau and the Cosmic Enigma: The Religious and Philosophical Speculations of an American Poet. New York University Press, 1949.

    Andrews, William L. “Freneau’s ‘A Political Litany’: A Note On Interpretation.” Early American Literature 12.2 (1977): 193-196.

    Austin, Mary. PhilpFreneau ThePoet of the Revolution: A History of the Life and Times. Ed. Helen Kearny Vreeland. Gale Research Co, 1968.

    Axelrad, Jacob. Philip Freneau: Champion of Democracy. University of Texas Press, 1967.

    Bowden, Mary. Philip Freneau. Twayne’s American Authors Series. Twayne Publishers, 1976.

    Freneau, Philip. The Poems of Philip Freneau: Poet of the American Revolution. 1902. Ed. Fred Lewis Pattee. Vol. 1. Russell & Russel Inc., 1963.

    —. The Poems of Philip Freneau: Poet of the American Revolution. 1902. Ed. Fred Lewis Pattee. Vol. 2. Russell & Russel Inc., 1963.

    —. The Poems of Philip Freneau: Poet of the American Revolution. 1902. Ed. Fred Lewis Pattee. Vol. 3. Russell & Russel Inc., 1963.

    Leary, Lewis. That Rascal Freneau: A Study in Literary Failure. Octagon Books, Inc., 1964.

    —. “The Dream Visions of Philip Freneau.” Early American Literature 11 (1976): 156-173.

    “Occasioned by General Washington’s arrival in Philadelphia, on his way to his seat in Virginia”

    December, 1783[1]

    Annotated by Fred Lewis Pattee


    The great, unequal conflict past,

    The Briton banish’d from our shore,

    Peace, heav’n-descended, comes at last,

    And hostile nations rage no more;

    From fields of death the weary swain

    Returning, seeks his native plain.


    In every vale she smiles serene,

    Freedom’s bright stars more radiant rise,

    New charms she adds to every scene,

    Her brighter sun illumes our skies;

    Remotest realms admiring stand,

    And hail the Hero of our land:


    He comes!—the Genius of these lands—

    Fame’s thousand tongues his worth confess,

    Who conquer’d with his suffering bands,

    And grew immortal by distress:

    Thus calms succeed the stormy blast,

    And valour is repaid at last.


    O Washington!—thrice glorious name,

    What due rewards can man decree—

    Empires are far below thy aim,

    And sceptres have no charms for thee;

    Virtue alone has thy regard,

    And she must be thy great reward.


    Encircled by extorted power,

    Monarchs must envy thy Retreat,

    Who cast, in some ill fated hour,

    Their country’s freedom at their feet;’

    Twas thine to act a nobler part

    For injur’d Freedom had thy heart.


    For ravag’d realms and conquer’d seas

    Rome gave the great imperial prize,

    And, swell’d with pride, for feats like these,

    Transferr’d her heroes to the skies:—

    A brighter scene your deeds display,

    You gain those heights a different way.


    When Faction rear’d her snaky head,[2]

    And join’d with tyrants to destroy,

    Where’er you march’d the monster fled,

    Tim’rous her arrows to employ;

    Hosts catch’d from you a bolder flame,

    And despots trembled at your name.


    Ere war’s dread horrors ceas’d to reign,

    What leader could your place supply?—

    Chiefs crowded to the embattled plain,

    Prepar’d to conquer or to die—

    Heroes arose—but none like you

    Could save our lives and freedom too.


    In swelling verse let kings be read,

    And princes shine in polish’d prose;

    Without such aid your triumphs spread

    Where’er the convex ocean flows,

    To Indian worlds by seas embrac’d,

    And Tartar, tyrant of the waste.


    Throughout the east you gain applause,

    And soon the Old World, taught by you,

    Shall blush to own her barbarous laws,

    Shall learn instruction from the New:

    Monarchs shall hear the humble plea,

    Nor urge too far the proud decree.


    Despising pomp and vain parade,

    At home you stay, while France and Spain

    The secret, ardent wish convey’d,

    And hail’d you to their shores in vain:

    In Vernon’s groves you shun the throne,

    Admir’d by kings, but seen by none.


    Your fame, thus spread to distant lands,

    May envy’s fiercest blasts endure,

    Like Egypt’s pyramids it stands,

    Built on a basis more secure;

    Time’s latest age shall own in you

    The patriot and the statesman too.


    Now hurrying from the busy scene,

    Where thy Potowmack’s waters flow,

    May’st thou enjoy thy rural reign,

    And every earthly blessing know;

    Thus He* whom Rome’s proud legions sway’d,

    Return’d, and sought his sylvan shade.

    *Cincinnatus.—Freneau’s note.


    Not less in wisdom than in war

    Freedom shall still employ your mind,

    Slavery shall vanish, wide and far,

    ‘Till not a trace is left behind;

    Your counsels not bestow’d in vain

    Shall still protect this infant reign.


    So when the bright, all-cheering sun

    From our contracted view retires,

    Though fools may think his race is run,

    On other worlds he lights his fires:

    Cold climes beneath his influence glow,

    And frozen rivers learn to flow.


    O say, thou great, exalted name!

    What Muse can boast of equal lays,

    Thy worth disdains all vulgar fame,

    Transcends the noblest poet’s praise,

    Art soars, unequal to the flight,

    And genius sickens at the height.


    For states redeem’d—our western reign

    Restor’d by thee to milder sway,

    Thy conscious glory shall remain

    When this great globe is swept away,

    And all is lost that pride admires,

    And all the pageant scene expires.


    1. Published in the Freeman's Journal, December 10, 1783. Washington arrived in Philadelphia from New York, December 8th. The earliest version of this poem remained practically unchanged in the later editions. The text follows the edition of 1786.
    2. "Bristly head."—Ed. 1809.

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