Ulysses Dramatic monologue, trying to convince
BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON people, power of persuasion, epic poem
It little profits that an idle king, Reflecting on the past
By this still hearth, among these barren Restless spirit, needs to brave the struggle
crags, of life, faced with a sterile life
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Not true leadership
Unequal laws unto a savage race, Disdain for uncivilised people
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know (unadventurous)
not me. Animalistic
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy'd Lees-sediment, wants to experience life
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with right to the end, does not want to waste any
those of his life, repetition emphasises intense
That loved me, and alone, on shore, and enjoyment
when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; Arrogance, filled with self-importance
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, Experienced life, has had adventures
governments,
Myself not least, but honour'd of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met; Travel broadens horizons
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Never stop learning
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin More we travel, more the margins fade,
fades world becomes a bigger place to see
For ever and forever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! Has a desire for glory. Metaphor: sword: to
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life be active, being used, kept shiny
Were all too little, and of one to me More than one lifetime, multiple still would
Little remains: but every hour is saved not have been enough for him
BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON people, power of persuasion, epic poem
It little profits that an idle king, Reflecting on the past
By this still hearth, among these barren Restless spirit, needs to brave the struggle
crags, of life, faced with a sterile life
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Not true leadership
Unequal laws unto a savage race, Disdain for uncivilised people
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know (unadventurous)
not me. Animalistic
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy'd Lees-sediment, wants to experience life
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with right to the end, does not want to waste any
those of his life, repetition emphasises intense
That loved me, and alone, on shore, and enjoyment
when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; Arrogance, filled with self-importance
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, Experienced life, has had adventures
governments,
Myself not least, but honour'd of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met; Travel broadens horizons
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Never stop learning
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin More we travel, more the margins fade,
fades world becomes a bigger place to see
For ever and forever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! Has a desire for glory. Metaphor: sword: to
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life be active, being used, kept shiny
Were all too little, and of one to me More than one lifetime, multiple still would
Little remains: but every hour is saved not have been enough for him
