Literature changes with
time. To explain it to us, our professor decided to give us three poems that
talks about love using metaphors. The catch is that each poem is from a different
century and each poem has a gap of about a couple of centuries between their
publishing dates.
We had to read each poem
and explain how they were different from each other and also note how English
literature changed over time. Read along. Also note that, these are solely my
thoughts and not exactly what the poems mean.
Here are the poems...
Poem I: Poem from circa 1600
My love is like to ice,
and I to fire:
How comes it then that
this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through
my so hot desire,
But harder grows the
more I her entreat?
Or how comes it that my
exceeding heat
Is not allayed by her
heart-frozen cold,
But that I burn much
more in boiling sweat,
And feel my flames
augmented manifold?
What more miraculous
thing may be told,
That fire, which all
things melts, should harden ice,
And ice, which is
congeal's with senseless cold,
Should kindle fire by
wonderful device?
Such is the power of
love in gentle mind,
That it can alter all
the course of kind.
Poem II: Poem from circa 1800
My love is like a red,
red rose
That's newly sprung in
June:
My love is like the
melodie
That's sweetly played in
tune.
So fair art thou, my
bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee
still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang
dry.
Till all the seas gang
dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with
the sun:
And I will love thee
still, my dear,
While the sands of life
shall run.
And fare thee weel, my
only love.
And fare thee weel
awhile!
And I will come again,
my love,
Though it were ten
thousand mile.
Poem III: Poem from circa 2000
From time to time our
love is like a sail
and when the sail begins
to alternate
from tack to tack, it’s
like a swallowtail
and when the swallow
flies it’s like a coat;
and if the coat is
yours, it has a tear
like a wide mouth and
when the mouth begins
to draw the wind, it’s
like a trumpeter
and when the trumpet
blows, it blows like millions…
and this, my love, when
millions come and go
beyond the need of us,
is like a trick;
and when the trick
begins, it’s like a toe
tip-toeing on a rope,
which is like luck;
and when the luck
begins, it’s like a wedding,
which is like love,
which is like everything.
How I think the poems are different:
The
first poem uses seemingly more complicated words with a syntax that might make
modern grammarians scratch their heads. The second poem was more
straightforward with the diction and syntax, while the third, more recent poem
felt like a drunk man speaking. Also, dialect was very common in the second
poem.
How I think English
literature changed over the ages:
Even though all the three
poems are written about one topic in the same format, that is by using
metaphors, each poem still holds its own uniqueness. We notice some clear
differences occuring in different aspects of the poems with the passage of
time. For example, the tone of the first poem (written circa 1600) was more
solemn. The poet seemed quite serious about his love and used heavier metaphors
like ice and fire to describe his love life. These metaphors might sound like a
cliche nowadays, but never-the-less, they do not falter the seriousness of the
atmosphere of the first poem.
The
tone of the second poem was more carefree and cheerful and reading it, I felt
like the poet was newly and madly in love and was still living in some
dreamland while he wrote that poem. The words felt fresh and blossoming and
boosts some sort of roamntic energy within the readers. The third poem created
a more garbled situation, as if the poet had been moonstrucked and was speaking
too many words too fast. The mood was jittery and restless, just like so-called
modern "love".
Aside
from the differences of mood and tone, we also notice differences in use of
metaphors, meter, allegories and analogies and much more. Hyperbole such as
comparing one's love with endless ocean or ice and fire are also frequent.
As
a last note, I would like to say that with the passing of time, English
literature has become simpler and more relatable.
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