Poetry · Chapter
Expositor Veritatis explained
The narrator dreams of a future where tombs have been replaced by statues of the electro-plated dead, and public places are filled with monumental figures.
What happens
The narrator dreams of a future where tombs have been replaced by statues of the electro-plated dead, and public places are filled with monumental figures. A single niche in a grand structure holds a statue of Thomas Fitch, and a man declares himself the chief expounder of Truth's temple.
Themes in this chapter
Art and Criticism
The chapter critiques the artificial memorialization of the dead through statues, questioning the authenticity of such representations.
Deception and Self-Deception
The claim of being the 'chief expounder' of Truth's temple suggests self-deception or ironic commentary on truth and representation.
Characters to notice
- Unknown
The narrator dreams of a future world filled with statues of the dead.
- Deacon Fitch
His familiar form is seen in a monumental niche, identified as Thomas Fitch.
- Arthur McEwen
A man cries out about Truth's temple and its founder, then adds he is the chief expounder.
Key passages
“I slept, and, waking in the years to be, Heard voices, and approaching whence they came, Listened indifferently where a key Had lately been removed.”
The narrator falls asleep and wakes in a future time, hearing voices and approaching them with indifference, noting a key has been removed from a lock.
Sets the dreamlike, prophetic tone of the chapter.
“And then I knew—some intuition said— That tombs were not and men had cleared their shelves Of urns; and the electro-plated dead Stood pedestaled as statues of themselves.”
The narrator realizes that graves no longer exist; instead, the dead are preserved as electro-plated statues on pedestals.
Highlights the shift from burial to artificial preservation.
“One mighty structure’s high façade alone Contained a single monumental niche, Where, central in that steep expanse of stone, Gleamed the familiar form of Thomas Fitch.”
A large building's facade has a single niche holding a statue of Thomas Fitch, shining prominently.
Identifies the specific statue and its central placement.
“A man cried: “Lo! Truth’s temple and its founder!” Then gravely added: “I’m her chief expounder.””
A man exclaims that the building is the temple of Truth and its founder, then solemnly claims to be its main interpreter.
Introduces a self-proclaimed authority on truth, adding irony.