In the first stanza, the writer uses many techniques to convey the feeling of loss, when he says,
unfounded joy and a faith in the absence of hope, he is intent on winning the spiritual battle, even if
“The Seafarer” is about a lonely sailor who accepts the fact that the sea wills always call for him. This poem is written in a sorrowful mood. The speaker talks as if they are miserable. In the poem, the speaker gives many images for example “ The only sound was the roaring
The author’s diction makes the reader feel that death ca be defeated. For example, death has been called “mighty and dreadful” but the author shows that it is not more than a “short sleep” where men go for the “rest of their bones.” The general idea of death is frightful and scary, but the reader is told that it’s only a short phase everyone goes through. It’s an opportunity for men to separate their soul and physical body. In
Here my thoughts stop and will not go any farther. All that meets me, all that floods over me are but feelings--greed of life, love of home, yearning for the blood, intoxication of deliverance." "aside. We will be superfluous even to ourselves, we will grow older, a few will adapt themselves, some others will merely submit, and most will be bewildered;--the years will pass by and in the end we shall fall into
“At that moment, when the world around him melted away, when he stood alone like a star in the heavens, he was overwhelmed by a feeling of icy despair, but he was more firmly himself than ever.” (Chapter 4, Page 41, Paragraph 2)
And if a god will wreck me yet again on the wine-dark sea, I can bear that too, with a spirit tempered to endure. Much I have suffered, labored long and hard by now in the waves and wars. Add this to the total - bring the trial on!
Starting with “The Wanderer,” the speaker begins his tale by reminiscing upon his trials and tribulations of which he has suffered a great deal and “longs for relief, the Almighty’s mercy” (118). He has lost his friends and no longer has anyone to confide in, forcing him to be alone with his thoughts: “So I must hold in the thoughts of my heart” (118). In the midst of his grieving, the Wanderer recalls a joyous occasions, such as when “his friend and lord helped him to the feast” (119), only to realize that what once was, is no longer. He finds comfort in his dreams, longing to be back with his “liege-lord again” only to awaken and have reality come shattering down upon him (119). However, he comes to the conclusion that through hardship and suffering, one matures, grows, learns his place in life and how “a good man holds his words back, tells his woes not too soon, baring his inner heart before knowing the best way” (120).
Like the song, he is hopeful and associates this with victory. The persona is portrayed as nervous and worried about being martyred, but after self-affirming through acknowledging that his life is hidden with Christ, that he is bound to God by love; which he metaphorizes to be a strong cord, and that no pain or struggle in this life is worthy to be compared to the reward prepared for him; as shown through the biblical allusion used, he experiences a calm. The victory effectuated by martyrdom was constituted by the incentives he would receive for dying as a martyr: he would acquire a starry crown, his own mansion, an opportunity to walk on golden streets, through gates of pearl and ultimately, the opportunity to meet his Lord, Jesus Christ. The persona gets excited at the thought of these rewards and mentally annunciates “Victory over defeat! Life and death!” and after repeating “Victory over death!”, he verbally exclaims, “Jesus and I have almost met!”, placing the tragic and heart-rending idea of martyrdom in a positive and even desirable light. Simply, the first persona verbally declares that his physical death will only result in his freedom to be with God, (stanza 5 line 5) thereby characterizing not only hope and victory in death but also freedom.
Perhaps the world is a fallen, twisted place, yet that doesn't mean it can't be amended. There's always a solution that can be found, there is a good reason for everything, and though the struggles are harsh, it doesn't mean we can't overcome them. You may not save the world, but you can save the people in it. When it's dark you can find hope again. Things are constant, friends and enemies remain true to their aspects, simple quarrels can be solved. Sometimes life can be filled with angels which fight the demons locked away in the depths of a soul. I have hopes for this life, many which are attainable, even in the twilights of the skies above. Today is the only day that can conquer tomorrow,
The pattern of imagery and diction that is created in lines 7 -10, uses diction with negative and consequential words to create a negative image of a result of not making a thrust in life. If you are not doing anything interesting with life, you might be putting yourself in a position where you could be criticized and
He grimaced at the vortex of sorrow: his life was becoming. There was an interminable amount of things going wrong in his life.He had ventured to find a way to get his life back on track, but even the most rigorous of ways failed to succeed. Despite many failures, his persistence had finally paid off; his old life began to molt and a new life began to
To begin, the speaker, in a very calm manner, describes a moment in time where she and a man called Death share a carriage together as if they were in a relationship with one another. Not only does the speaker leave with Death without any questions, but also states that she is obligated to leave her household to work for her new husband Death in lines five through nine. Due to the fact that the speaker so carelessly goes along with Death, shows just how strong her connection is with him. She is completely unaware and blinded at the fact that leaving with Death is something that is forever.
The lines that follow deal with death and punishment. Part 3, describes how the sailors' "throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail! A sail! " Then all the shipmates die "Four times fifty living men, (And I heard nor sigh nor groan) With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, They dropped down one by one." And so the ancient mariner was "Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! A never a saint took pity on My soul in agony." He sat
The ship mentioned in the start of the poem could easily be a symbol for just a simple person being thrown into the world with endless opportunities, yet still a big shadow or “abyss” of the scary unknown is always there to accompany it. The unknown might toss you around like the raging waves of the ocean in a storm crashing high or might make you feel comfortable in a lul between waves not knowing what’s to come. The next part of the poem, in the line, “the Master, beyond former