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About Elizabeth Siddal

Sketch of Elizabeth Siddal drawn by Dante Gabriel RossettiWhile working in a millinery shop, Lizzie was discovered by the artist Walter Deverell who painted her as Viola in his depiction of Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night. Lizzie went on to model for other Pre-Raphaelite artists and is most commonly recognized as Ophelia in the painting by John Everett Millais, but it was the charismatic Dante Gabriel Rossetti who not only drew and painted her obsessively, but encouraged Lizzie in her own artwork and poetry. Their relationship was intense and rocky, with an informal engagement that lasted on and off for a decade. Sadly, their marriage was short. The couple suffered a stillborn daughter and Lizzie was seriously addicted to Laudanum. She died in 1862 due to an overdose. The rest of Lizzie’s tale is eerily famous for its gothic Victorian morbidity: Rossetti, in his grief, buried his only manuscript of his poems with Lizzie. The poems, nestled in her coffin next her famous copper hair, haunted him. Seven years later, he had her coffin exhumed in order to retrieve the poems for publication. The story was spread that Lizzie was still in beautiful, pristine condition and that her flaming hair had continued to grow after death, filling the coffin. This, of course, is a biological impossibility. Cellular growth does not occur after death, but the tale has added to Lizzie’s legend and continues to capture the interest of Pre-Raphaelite and Lizzie Siddal enthusiasts.

The story of Lizzie’s life is punctuated with dramatic episodes — falling ill as a result of modeling as Ophelia, the tales of Rossetti’s dalliances, and her grief at the loss of their stillborn daughter. Our modern society is much more aware than the Victorians regarding mental health issues. Unfortunately for Elizabeth Siddal, she lived in a time where addiction was a taboo subject and little was known about post-partum depression. Lizzie lived within a cycle of illness, addiction and grief with no resources available to her. Although she did have a creative outlet while most women were denied modes of self expression, Lizzie was never able to move beyond the addiction that claimed her life.

© 2004 Stephanie Pina, Lizziesiddal.com

Timeline of Elizabeth Siddal’s Life

timelineJuly 25, 1829 – Birth of Elizabeth Eleanor Siddall (born at Charles Street, Hatton Garden)

1831 – Siddall family moves from Hatton Garden to Southwark (in South London)

1833 – Lizzie’s father, Charles, runs a business from his home at 8 Kent Place. This is the home they rented from James Greenacre, who would later commit murder. Here’s another post about Lizzie’s early years.

1849 – Lizzie works at Mrs. Tozer’s hat shop and is “discovered” by Walter Deverell, who paints her as Viola in his painting Twelfth Night. Lizzie is propelled into the world of Pre-Raphaelite art.

1849-50 – Rossetti’s portrait Rossovestita (possibly of Lizzie) is exhibited.

1852 – Lizzie famously models for Millais’ Ophelia. Also in this year, her brother Charles dies. Lizzie models for Holman Hunt again (for the hair of Jesus in The Light of the World). It also seems that it is some time time this year that Rossetti decides that he does not want Lizzie to model for any other artist. Lizzie officially stops working for Mrs. Tozer.  1852 is the first recorded mention of Lizzie’s ill health.

Nov. 1852 – Rossetti moves to 14 Chatham Place in Blackfriars, London and takes Lizzie on as a pupil.

March 28, 1854 – Rossetti introduces Lizzie to his sister Christina. By this time, according to Lucinda Hawksley’s book, their friends had recognized them as a couple for two years.

1854 – Supposedly, this is the year Lizzie’s poem Fragment of a Ballad was written. Deverell dies in 1854. Anna Mary Howitt and her sister persuade Lizzie to see a doctor (Dr. Wilkinson) for her health. Also that year, Lizzie travels to Hastings for her health (encouraged by Barbara Leigh Smith). Rossetti’s father dies. Instead of staying with his family, he joins Lizzie in Hastings as soon as the funeral is over. Also this year, Lizzie starts her illustration of Clerk Saunders.

1854 continued – After returning to Chatham Place, Lizzie starts an illustration for Rossetti’s poem Sister Helen. She continues in her studies as Rossetti’s pupil, as well as being his lover and muse.

1855 – Art critic John Ruskin purchases all of Lizzie’s works. Rossetti wrote about it in a letter to William Allingham:

About a week ago, Ruskin saw and bought on the spot every scrap of designs hitherto produced by Miss Siddal. He declared that they were far better than mine, or almost anyone’s, and seemed quite wild with delight at getting them. . . .

Ruskin later becomes her patron. Also in 1855, Lizzie finally meets Rossetti’s mother. Ruskin sends Lizzie to see Dr. Henry Wentworth Ackland in Oxford on May 21, 1855. Ruskin also finances a trip to France for Lizzie’s health. While in Paris, Rossetti joins her there (against Ruskin’s wishes). Rossetti introduced her to Robert Browning, who was also in Paris, but the meeting did not go well. Lizzie then travels to Nice, but had spent all of her money. She wrote to Rossetti, who had returned home. He quickly painted his triptych, Paolo and Francesca de Rimini, and sold it to Ruskin in order to bring Lizzie the money. It is during Lizzie’s travels that Rossetti, left home alone, met William Morris and Edward Burne-Jones. Also during this time Lizzie exhibited her work in Charlotte Street.

1856 – Sept. 8, 1856 Ford Madox Brown records in his diary that Rossetti has given up Annie Miller and is committed to Lizzie and “he and Guggum seem on the best of terms now.” (source: Lucinda Hawksley’s book) Rossetti and Siddal are named as godparents to Madox Brown’s new baby Arthur Gabriel. In November Rossetti announces plans to marry Lizzie, but later changes his mind. A furious Lizzie leaves Rossetti, fleeing to Bath with her sister Clara. She refuses to see DGR, but he joins her there in December and they are reconciled.

1857 – Several of Lizzie’s paintings and illustrations appear in the Pre-Raphaelite Exhibition in Fitzroy Square, Marylebone. Lizzie was the only female artist. An American from Massachusetts purchased Lizzie’s painting Clerk Saunders.

Lizzie stops taking her allowance from Ruskin.

Lizzie travels to Matlock, Derbyshire and later travels to Sheffield. She attends the Sheffield School of Art. During this time Rossetti is in Oxford, along with William Morris , Edward Burne-Jones and others painting murals for the Oxford Union.

1857-58 (?) – Rossetti rushes to Matlock when he hears she is seriously ill. He continues to travel back and forth for several months.

1860 – Lizzie is extremely ill; Rossetti is convinced she will die soon. On May 23, 1860 Lizzie was well enough to make it to the church and she and Rossetti are married (in Hastings). They honeymoon in France.

Soon (I’m not sure of the date) Lizzie is pregnant.

October 1860 they move into Chatham Place permanently. Lizzie writes the poem “At Last” during her pregnancy.

May 2, 1861Lizzie delivers a stillborn daughter. Lizzie continues to suffer with laudanum addiction and now postpartum depression.

Sometime toward the end of 1861, Lizzie is pregnant again.

February 1862 – Lizzie goes out to dinner with Rossetti and Algernon Charles Swinburne, returning home around 8:00. Rossetti leaves for the Working Men’s College. He returns home at 11:30 and cannot revive Lizzie. Help is summoned. Rossetti, unwilling to believe that she can not be saved, has four different doctors summoned. Each of them try and fail to revive her.

Lizzie dies at 7:20 in the morning, February 11, 1862. Her funeral is held on February 17th.

There is an interesting discussion about the night of Lizzie’s death in the post Answering Questions: Lizzie’s Death.

You can read the transcript of the inquest here with follow-up comments here.
1869 – Rossetti has Lizzie’s grave exhumed in order to retrieve the manuscript of poems that he had buried with her.


A Parable of Love

A Parable of Love

The proximity of their faces, his hand guiding hers, depicts an intimate setting. It shows a closeness that must have been felt by both Lizzie and DGR during the hours they spent together creating art at Chatham Place.  Reading comments elsewhere online, I’ve seen their relationship described in a horribly dismissive way as if Rossetti merely tolerated her dabbling in art the way a parent might a small child. Or, even worse, as if she was a terribly clawing female, eager to copy and mimic his profession. They both mention and dismiss her work in one sentence, and then move on to  her death and exhumation. There is a tendency to skip over her life and work in order to jump into the macabre aspects of her story. I find this disappointing,  for Gabriel’s own writing and correspondence paints a very different picture (pun intended).  He makes it quite clear that he believed in her talent and ability.

To quote Jan Marsh, as she wrote in Pre-Raphaelite Sisterhood, “I want to stress that in her career she was undoubtedly assisted by Gabriel who, whatever his faults, was unselfish in encouraging others and did much to help and sustain Lizzie. If anything he was too encouraging, too lavish in his praise, too ready to persuade her to paint before she had learnt to draw, for example….But if Gabriel’s support was invaluable it was also reciprocated, for she helped him to produce some of his finest work, as Ruskin (if few others) recognized.”

DGR wrote that:

“It seems hard to me when I look at her sometimes, working or too ill to work, and think how many without one tithe of her genius or greatness of spirit have granted them abundant health and opportunity to labour through the little they can do or will do, while perhaps her soul is never to bloom nor her bright hair to fade, but after hardly escaping from degradation and corruption, all she might have been must sink out again unprofitably in that dark house where she was born. How truly she may say,’No man cared for my soul.’ I do not mean to make myself an exception, for how long have I known her, and not thought of this till late — perhaps too late. But it is of no use writing more about this subject; and I fear, too, my writing at all about it must prevent your easily believing it to be, as it is, by far the nearest thing to my own heart.”

 Despite their troubled relationship, I do feel that as a couple they were both dedicated to art and that Rossetti believed in her talent and ability.  To dismiss her work is simply too easy. The story of Lizzie’s life and her relationship with Gabriel has all the qualities of a ripping soap opera, the end result being that a Pre-Raphaelite myth has been allowed to overshadow her work as much as Rossetti’s romantic relationships have in many cases overshadowed his.  

Lizzie’s Early Years

One of the aspects of Lizzie Siddal: Tragedy of a Pre-Raphaelite Supermodel that I found compelling was the anecdotal account of Lizzie’s early years and family life. I admire Lucinda Hawksley’s work and I think she’s written a well rounded account of the life of Elizabeth Siddal.

I decided that for the purposes of this site, it might be a fun project to track down what information I could find regarding Lizzie’s early years (mentioned in Hawksley’s book) online. Sadly, it’s not very much. But here’s what little I found:

Lizzie’s red hair:

It’s well acknowledged that in Victorian ages, red hair was considered quite unlucky (see page 2 of Hawksley’s book, in the chapter entitled The Red-Haired Model.) I wanted to find any links I could regarding superstitions of red hair in both the Victorian era and before. What I found is not specific to the time period I am interested in, but is still pertinent:

Red hair folklore

Red hair was unfashionable  even considered unlucky. As Hawksley mentions, Judas Iscariot reportedly had red hair (thus representing betrayal). The belief that red hair was unlucky dates back to the Egyptians. In the twenty-first century, superstitions such as these seem like nonsense. But these beliefs where deep-seated and passed on from generation to generation. As children, we sometimes willingly believe what our parents and grandparents tell us without question, especially in a time period without extensive education or access to information. Did superstitions about redheads have an affect on Lizzie’s perception of herself?

What else shapes us in our early years? That which occupies our parents.  Lizzie’s father was obsessed with the numerous lawsuits he waged in order to prove that he was the right owner of Crossdaggers, in the Derbyshire village of Hope. Lizzie grew up with the belief that the family deserved more, had fallen from more, and would some day be restored to their former glory. Suit after suit took place until Lizzie’s sister Clara burnt her father’s papers relevant to the case in an effort to spare the family from more law suits.

So, I’d like to take a look at this family business that would have had an impact on Lizzie’s youth. But I’m not sure which one it is. I know it is in Derbyshire, in the village of Hope. What I’ve found so far is this:

Hawksley refers to it as “Crossdaggers, a family business, in the Derbyshire village of Hope.” A Google search of “Crossdaggers Hope Hall Deryshire” turns up The Cross Daggers Inn. Their main site is here

Also, in the footnote, Hawksley mentions that locals refer to the place as Old Hall…so it could be:

Old Hall Inn, Hope, Derbyshire

The Old Hall Inn (same as above but different pics and more info)

Info about Hope, Derbyshire

Old Hall, Derbyshire (found via google search “Old Hall Derbyshire”)

I don’t know if any of these are the right hall, or if the business even still exists. All I know is that, according to what I’ve read, this was important to Lizzie’s father and, I can only assume, important to her as well.

Lizzie’s father is often described as:

a cutler (defined by wikipedia as one who makes cutlery)

an optician

an ironmonger

At one point in her childhood, the Siddall family landlord was James Greenacre, who later murdered and dismembered his fiancee. Executed Newgate 1837 , Curiosities of Street Literature, James Greenacre, murderer, The Edgware Road Murderer, Lithograph of James Greenacre

 

Letters Written by Elizabeth Siddal

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Drawing of Elizabeth Siddal by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. On a personal note, this is one of my favorite drawings of Lizzie by D.G.R.

I find that reading Lizzie’s letters, although they are brief, gives a happy glimpse into her life. She no longer seems as distant or remote. As we read her words and feel her voice, she is no longer silent on the canvas as a doomed Ophelia or an exalted Beatrice.

Some of the letters are preceded by description by the author that first published them, I have included these in green font for an easier layout, along with the date and other pertinent information.

A Letter from Lizzie to Rossetti (regarding her trip to Nice)
(Published in Ruskin, Rossetti, and‚ Pre-Raphaelitism by William Michael Rossetti (London, George Allen 1899)Except some verses, scarcely a scrap of Miss Siddal’s writing is extant in my hands. The following rather amusing account of passport experiences in Nice (which was then Piedmontese, not French) formed part of a letter addressed to Dante Rossetti; the remainder of the letter has disappeared. “Alice Gray” was a good-looking woman of swindling proclivities, who had for years victimized people in various parts of the United Kingdom, as notified in newspapers. She was more particularly addicted to bringing forward false charges of robbery committed to her detriment. [William Michael Rossetti 1899.]

[NICE, Christmas-time 1855]On your leaving the boat, your passport is taken from you to the Police Station, and there taken charge of till you leave Nice. If a letter is sent to you containing money, the letter is detained at the Post Office, and another written to you by the postmaster ordering you to present yourself and passport for his inspection. You have then to go to the Police Station and beg the loan of your passport for half-an-hour, and are again looked upon as a felon of the first order before passport is returned to you. Looking very much like a transport, you make your way to the Post Office, and there present yourself before a grating, which makes the man behind it look like an overdone mutton-chop sticking to a gridiron. On asking for a letter containing money, Mutton-chop sees at once that you are a murderer, and makes up its mind not to let you off alive; and, treating you as Cain and Alice Gray in one, demands your passport. After glaring at this and your face (which by this time becomes scarlet, and is taken at once as a token of guilt), a book is pushed through the bars of gridiron, and you are expected to sign your death-warrant by writing something which does not answer to the writing on the passport. Meanwhile Mutton-chop has been looking as much like doom as overdone mutton can look, fizzing in French, not one word of which is understood by Alice Gray. But now comes the reward of merit. Mutton sees at once that no two people living and at large could write so badly as the writing on the passport and that in the book; so takes me for Alice, but gives me the money, and wonders whether I shall be let off from hard labour the next time I am taken, on account of my thinness. When you enter the Police Station to return the passport. You are glared at through wooden bars with marked surprise at not returning in company of two cocked-hats, and your fainting look is put down to your having been found out in something. They are forced, however, to content themselves by expecting to have a job in a day or so. This is really what one has to put up with, and its not at all comic when one is ill. I will write again when boil is better, or tell you about lodgings if we are able to get any.There was an English dinner here on Christmas Day, ending with plum-pudding, which was really very good indeed, and an honour to the country. I dined up in my room, where I have dined for the last three weeks on account of bores. First class, one can get to the end of the world; but one can never be let alone or left at rest.But believe me
Yours most affectionately,Lizzy

In this next letter, Lizzie writes about her summer holiday in Clevedon, where donkey rides were an
attraction (1855)
Note that she writes in satire and makes fun of the boys speech. Reading this, you can picture the boy and his enthusiasm.

Source: Doughty, O. and Wahl, J.R. The Letters of Dante Gabriel Rossetti .

Also appears in Pre-Raphaelite Sisterhood by Jan Marsh (Quartet Books, 1985)

The donkey-boy opened a conversation by asking if there was any lions in the parts she comed from. Hearing no, he seemed disappointed, and asked her if she had ever ridden on an elephant there. He had last year when the beastesses was here, and on mounting the elephant for a penny, he felt so joyful that he was obliged to give the man his other two-pence, so he couldn’t see the rest of the fair. He wished to know whether boys had to work for a living there, and said that a gentleman had told him that in his country the boys were so wicked that they had to be shut up in large prisons. He never knew hisself no boy what stole anything, but he supposed in that country there was nothing but fruit-trees. He pulled a little
blue flower growing out of a rock, and said he liked to let flowers grow in the fields, but he liked to catch one when it grew there and take it away, because it looked like such a poor little thing. He had a project for leading
donkeys without beating, which consisted of holding a grass within an inch of their noses, and inducing them to follow it. Being asked whether that would not be the crueler plan of the two, he said he had noticed that donkeys would always eat even when they were full, so he had only to fill the donkey first. All that could be got in an explanation of why he thought Lizzie some outlandish native was that he was sure that she comed very far, much farther than he could see.

A Letter from Lizzie to Georgiana Burne-Jones
(Kindly contributed to this site by Gary Attlesey)
Published in Memorials of Edward Burne-Jones by Georgiana Burne-Jones (London, Macmillan & Co. Limited 1904).

My Dear Little Georgie,
I hope you intend coming over with Ned to-morrow evening like a sweetmeat, it seems so long since I saw you dear. Janey will be here I hope to meet you.
With a willow-pattern dish full of love to you and Ned,
Lizzie

Notes:
Georgiana Burne-Jones : wife of Edward Coley Burne-Jones.
Ned : Edward Coley Burne-Jones, artist

Letter from Lizzie to Gabriel shortly after their marriage while she is visiting friends. Source: Troxell, J. C. Three Rossetti’s: Unpublished Letters to and from
Dante Gabriel, Christina, William, 1937. This letter also appears in Pre-Raphaelite Sisterhood, by Jan Marsh (Quartet Books, 1985) The letter is dated by Troxell as ‘October, 1861′. Siddal was known to be a guest at Red House at that time.

My dear Gabriel,
I am sorry to think of your picture going at that low price but
of course there was nothing else to be done. I wish you would put aside or send on to me the
money for those knives, as I do not wish those people to think
I am unable to pay for them.

The price of the knives is two shillings each.
Your affectionate

Lizzie