Wednesday, March 4, 2015
John Keats: Ode on a Grecian Urn
In Ode on a Grecian Urn,
John Keats efficiently portrays that simple objects can capture a moment in
time. In the second stanza Keats writes,
“Fair, youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can
those trees be bare; Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She
cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she
be fair!” This part of the poem
indicates that the young couple shown upon this Urn are frozen in this moment
of time. The boy playing his song for eternity never able to gain a kiss from
his lover and the girl will always be there to listen to him play. This part of
the poem can cause the audience to feel sorrow for the couple because they are trapped
and unable to move on from this point in their life; from this section the
audience is also left to wonder what would have happened if the couple they
were able to continue on. Another
example of the moment of time being captured is when Keats writes, “And, little
town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou
art desolate, can e'er return.” in the forth stanza. With this line the audience is left to wonder
why this town is empty but this mystery of the town will stay secret forever
because the Urn is only showing this moment of time.
Monday, March 2, 2015
Emily Bronte: The Night is Darkening Round Me
Emily Bronte’s poem, The Night is
Darkening Round Me, is an interesting poem because of the way it presents the
feeling of suffocation and loneliness. The
night darkening around her, the giant trees weighed down with snow and the
storm that is quickly descending are images that allow the reader to imagine these
surroundings and creating the feel of suffocation from the environment
within the scenes. Throughout the poem,
the narrative is alone facing the darkness and the feeling of suffocation; the
line “the wild winds coldly blow” adds to this sense of loneliness. These feelings
that this poem provides, leaves the audience to wonder if Emily Bronte felt
suffocated or lonely in her own life.
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