Thursday, 11 June 2020

Frances Crofts Cornford (1886 – 1960) – British poet

With thanks to Catherine Avak of the Facebook Group Rupert Brooke Remembered for reminding me that I had not yet researched Frances

Frances Cofnford with Rupert Brooke, Grantchester
Catherine posted this on her Facebook page Rupert Brooke Remembered: “The poet Rupert Chawner Brooke was staying at Cley on the Norfolk coast when he heard of the outbreak of war. Frances Cornford was with him at the time and wrote:

‘A young Apollo, golden-haired,
Stands dreaming on the verge of strife,
Magnificently unprepared
For the long littleness of life’.


He reputedly did not speak for a day until Frances Cornford asked: ‘But Rupert, you won’t have to fight?’ to which he replied ‘We shall all have to fight’.”

Frances was born on 30th March 1886. Her parents were the botanist Francis Darwin and Newnham College fellow Ellen Wordsworth Crofts.  She was a granddaughter of the British naturalist Charles Darwin. Brought up in Cambridge, Frances was educated privately.

Due to the similarity of her Christian name with that of her father and her husband, Frances was known to her family before her marriage as "FCD" and after her marriage as "FCC".  Her husband, Francis Cornford, was known as "FMC" and her father Sir Francis Darwin, was known to their family as "Frank", or as "Uncle Frank".

In 1909, Frances Darwin married Francis Cornford, a classicist and poet. The couple had five children.

Frances’s husband, Francis Cornford, was cremated at Cambridge Crematorium on 6th January 1943.
Frances died on 19th August 1960 and is buried at the Parish of the Ascension Burial Ground in Cambridge, in the same grave as her father Sir Francis Darwin. Her mother Ellen Wordsworth Darwin, née Crofts, is buried in St. Andrews Church's churchyard in Girton, Cambridgeshire.

Frances Cornford published several books of verse, including her debut (as "F.C.D"), The Holtbury Idyll (1908), Poems (1910), Spring Morning (1915), Autumn Midnight (1923), and Different Days (1928). Mountains and Molehills (1935) was illustrated with woodcuts by her cousin Gwen Raverat.

“AT NIGHT” by Frances Cornford

On moony nights the dogs bark shrill
Down the valley and up the hill.

There's one is angry to behold
The moon so unafraid and cold,
Who makes the earth as bright as day,
But yet unhappy, dead, and gray.

Another in his strawy lair
Says : " Who's a-howling over there ?
By heavens I will stop him soon
From interfering with the moon."

So back he barks, with throat upthrown
" You leave our moon, our moon alone."
And other distant dogs respond
Beyond the fields, beyond, beyond.

From “Spring Morning” with woodcuts by her cousin Gwen Raverat published by the Poetry Bookshop, London, 1918 – p. 24.

Sources: 

https://www.facebook.com/rupertbrookepoet/ 
Wikipedia 
http://orlando.cambridge.org/public/svPeople?person_id=cornfr
Archive Centre, Kings College, Cambridge