Analysis: "All things must die" Alfred Lord Tennyson. In this non-famous poem, Tennyson's speaker is a pessimist speaking on the observation of life. Although life like a roller coaster, is all thrilling and adrenalizing at first it has to come to an end. Life has to end at some point. Throughout the poem Tennyson addresses life gloomingly, because no matter what happens it all has to come to an end at some point in time. He uses words and phrases such as: " O, misery!", "our friends are all forsaking", and "In the dark we must lie" to express the down-side of life. In doing so, Tennyson implicitly portrays a simple concept in life that many people miss out on. Live your life to the fullest because nothing ever lasts. If you cherish each and every enjoyable moment in life you will be satisfied upon death. Which is why he uses repetition , emphasizing the point that "For all things must die."
Poem:All Things will Die Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye; Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing Over the sky. One after another the white clouds are fleeting; Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating Full merrily; Yet all things must die. The stream will cease to flow; The wind will cease to blow; The clouds will cease to fleet; The heart will cease to beat; For all things must die. All things must die. Spring will come never more. O, vanity! Death waits at the door. See! our friends are all forsaking The wine and the merrymaking. We are call’d–we must go. Laid low, very low, In the dark we must lie. The merry glees are still; The voice of the bird Shall no more be heard, Nor the wind on the hill. O, misery! Hark! death is calling While I speak to ye, The jaw is falling, The red cheek paling, The strong limbs failing; Ice with the warm blood mixing; The eyeballs fixing. Nine times goes the passing bell: Ye merry souls, farewell. The old earth Had a birth, As all men know, Long ago. And the old earth must die. So let the warm winds range, And the blue wave beat the shore; For even and morn Ye will never see Thro’ eternity. All things were born. Ye will come never more, For all things must die.
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