About suffering they were never wrong,
The old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position: how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
The old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position: how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
Initial Response:
The first stanza seemed to talk about how the old and wise men were struggling in life, and how the wished to be young again. Every time they saw a young one having fun, they would reminisce over their past, and wished they could have it back. The second stanza was about a boy who was apparently drowning and crying for help, yet the farmer was ignorance the calls. Out of nowhere, a ship appears and saves the boy, who now calmly sails away.
Paraphrase:
They were never wrong about suffering.
the old masters; they understood everything so well
Everything happens due to human nature
While someone else is eating, opening a window, or just walking dully along;
Although they grow old, they continue to wait,
From birth, they are always,
Children who did not want it to happen, begin skating,
On a pond at the edges of the wood:
They never forgot
Even the dreadful martyrdom continues
Even though, in tough conditions, there are some unclean spots.
the old masters; they understood everything so well
Everything happens due to human nature
While someone else is eating, opening a window, or just walking dully along;
Although they grow old, they continue to wait,
From birth, they are always,
Children who did not want it to happen, begin skating,
On a pond at the edges of the wood:
They never forgot
Even the dreadful martyrdom continues
Even though, in tough conditions, there are some unclean spots.
Where dogs live their lives in their owner’s house,
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: everything turns away
Leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the forsaken cry, ,
For him, it was not an important failure; the sun shines
As it had passed from his legs to the grass.
Water, the delicate ship was traveling on
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
Leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the forsaken cry, ,
For him, it was not an important failure; the sun shines
As it had passed from his legs to the grass.
Water, the delicate ship was traveling on
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
SWIFTT
{SW}SYNTAX/ Word Choice:
The subject of the poem basically sets the word choice for the story; Blake discusses the devil in this poem, consequently making the word choice evil and dark. This word choice is evident in the lines “When the stars threw down their spears, /And watered heaven with their tears, /Did he smile his work to see? /Did he who made the Lamb make thee?”
{I}Imagery:
The poem describes the physical features of the devil. This imagery is especially present in the lines, “And what shoulder, & what art. /Could twist the sinews of thy heart? /And when thy heart began to beat, /What dread hand? & what dread feet?” and the lines, “What the hammer? what the chain? /In what furnace was thy brain? /What the anvil? what dread grasp/Dare its deadly terrors clasp?”
{F}Figurative Language:{SW}SYNTAX/ Word Choice:
The subject of the poem basically sets the word choice for the story; Blake discusses the devil in this poem, consequently making the word choice evil and dark. This word choice is evident in the lines “When the stars threw down their spears, /And watered heaven with their tears, /Did he smile his work to see? /Did he who made the Lamb make thee?”
{I}Imagery:
The poem describes the physical features of the devil. This imagery is especially present in the lines, “And what shoulder, & what art. /Could twist the sinews of thy heart? /And when thy heart began to beat, /What dread hand? & what dread feet?” and the lines, “What the hammer? what the chain? /In what furnace was thy brain? /What the anvil? what dread grasp/Dare its deadly terrors clasp?”
There are no uses of similes, personification, or metaphors.
{T}Tone:
The tone is very nonchalant and stream of conscience -esq (first stanza) but in the second stanza, it is very contemptuous to portray the ignorance of the farmer.
{T}Theme:
The theme of this poem is to show human indifference to others who are in need of help.
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