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Prufrock - TS Eliot
the British Ackroyd's As a result of repression, it has had to break through the power of extraordinary restrictions and closures, making him between 1910 and 1911 completed the two youth immortal poem - Portrait. 'on the location of the circle is still lower than the original.
In the summer of
1911, Eliot went to Munich, where he finished writing He copied the poem in a notebook, to never go to it. Eliot wrote this poem when very young, when he first went to Europe to study, he hopes to be able to truly understand the University of Paris, '
later evaluation of the poem are similar: reflect the spirit of the poet of the Western world the great civilizations fall down From this perspective,
Eliot poem by La Fuge feeling deeply moved by the anti-traditional, because La Fuge romantic style of the so-called critical of passion, and cover up the truth or even despise their own behavior. This obviously has Eliot 'Impersonal' means detached and invulnerable, which is what appears in Eliot's early poems that fit the mood and earth.
for love, Elliott began to experience a romantic disillusionment, his heart is still stained the color of romance, but vaguely romantic to see this level of hypocrisy. Disillusion and mixed with self-mockery. The whole poem is such a specious comparison , entitled Love Songs, in fact, is precisely the lack of true love.
Eliot, the poetic hero
fight the development of mental activity, with the things, the plot to symbolize, hint. From poetry to look at the circumstances, the two men went to the party started like anesthesia patients, along the way felt dirty, disgusted. Then at the banquet, everything seems out of place, is the art of elegant women a tool for communication, the house is full of yellow fog, everything becomes chaotic and uncertain. Against this background, the hero of this party started , the inner struggle began. Marcel Flores may continue to do is ask, continue to make their face, but his performance only to their own hit again and again, make sure you are weak, cowardly and incompetent. Ideological battles time and time again, Eliot let this poor man, constantly self-analysis and observation. Finally, Marcel Flores but did not declare. Poetry does not end here. Before the line in the 110 poem (that is,
new balance outlet, The war was over, the outcome of the separation, and to the time of the publication of the results. Prune so that Freud could be:
I'm getting old ... ... / I'll roll up my pants leg.
face in a process of courtship unfolded. Is there such a confession is not the focus of the process, perhaps the poet may choose to replace the other events and scenes, it is important to borrow some things, events to suggest, a symbol of the poet on the discovery and exploration of human nature.
Prufrock
J? Alfred? Prufrock
if I think I was able to back a positive answer to the world's people,
then, it will not shake the flame to flash . But since, as I listen to
to live there really is no one can leave this abyss, I do not have to be afraid to answer your
rumors.
then we go, you and I together,
just slowly spreading toward the sky like a sunset
anesthesia in surgery on the table;
Let us go, through certain half-cold The Street,
open place where the sound Masato chatter ;
there every night to the next and so restless nights hotel
rest of the shop and Montreal clamshell sawdust restaurants;
Street attached Street, like a nasty dispute with a sinister intent
should lead you to a major problem ... ...
Oh, do not ask, to guests.
ladies in the living room to walk back and forth,
talking painter Michelangelo.
yellow fog rubbing its back on the window,
yellow smoke that rubbed its muzzle on the window,
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
hovers at almost dry puddle;
soot down the chimney to fall back on it,
it slipped down the steps, suddenly jump jump,
see this is a soft October night,
crouching around the house so they sleep together.
And indeed, there is always time to
yellow smoke along the street glide,
the glass rubbing its back;
always have the time, always
time you install a face to meet face to see;
there will always be time to murder and innovation,
always have time to raise the issue and throw your plate
complete the crafts and spend time with both hands;
plenty of time, whatever you,
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there is time to hesitate a hundred times,
or see one hundred kinds of visions and then completely rehabilitated,
eating a piece of toast and tea before.
ladies in the living room to walk back and forth,
talking painter Michelangelo.
And indeed, there are always time
to doubt,> to expose people to notice a bald -
(They will say: I tie elegant and colorful,
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(They will say:
there in a minute total time
decision and changed their mind, over a minute and then changed back.
because I have known them, known them all of them -
familiar with those evening, and on the afternoon of the scene,
I go with the coffee spoon the amount of my life;
I am familiar with the music sounded whenever
Initials, Finals and next door to low and gradually to a stop.
how dare I speak?
and I have been familiar with those eyes, familiar with all their eyes -
idiom those eyes can you stare at the formula,
when I am formulated, and lie on the pin V,
spit it how I can start my life and habits
all the remaining cigarette butts?
how dare I speak?
and I are already familiar with those arms, known them all of the arm -
those arms with bracelets, and bare and pale
(but in the light, look light brown furry!)
whether the dress makes me the aroma
words from the title? around the arm or shoulder
those towels, or across the desk.
time I open it?
But how do I start?
if I say, I walked in the narrow street at dusk,
see the lonely man, wearing only shirt
leaned in the window, the smoke that braved the pipes? ... ...
Then I will become a pair of pincers
hastily climb over the silent sea.
ah, that afternoon, that evening, more peaceful sleep!
are slim fingers gently caress,
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languorous sleep ... ... the ... ... or it pretend to be sick,
lying on the floor, feet stretched out in you and me.
if I, in the used tea, cakes and ice after eating,
and ability to push this moment of critical juncture?
However, even though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
although I see my head (a little bald) came with a side dish,
I am not a prophet - this is not surprising;
I had a great time to see my flash,
I have seen my coat chuckle,
word, I am a little scared.
and, ultimately, is not worth
as snacks, fruit sauce, and black tea have been used,
the middle of the cup, when people are talking you and me,
is not worth with a smile
this thing a Kendiao,
the entire universe compressed into a ball,
it roll it toward a major problem ,
said: Report from the underworld
to a letter, I want to tell you everything. br> No, I do not want to talk about. later,
after reading the novel, after the tea, after the skirts trail along the floor, -
that these, and many, many things? -
To say I want to say No way!
slide as if invested in the nerve pattern screen:
Is it worth so embarrassed,
if she put a pillow or thrown shawl,
turned to the window, throw in a sentence:
That is not my intention,
That was never my intention.
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, while also not succeed;
I'm just an attendant lord, for Royal travel,
layout of prominent scenes, or ideas for the prince,
good enough; nothing more than a handy tools,
Marriage Made In Heaven,
instill obedience, use a little anxious,
meticulous,
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mouthful of rhetoric, but a little Yu Lu;
sometimes, frankly , seems almost laughable,
there time, almost a clown.
Oh,
Becoming Christian, I'm getting old ... I grow old ... ... ...
I rolled up my trousers to trousers.
hair back I will sub it? I dare to eat a peach?
I will wear white flannel trousers on the beach walk.
I heard a female mermaids singing each other.
I do not think they will sing for me.
I have seen them above the waves towards the sea,
giving her fight back waves of white hair,
when the wind blows the water black and white.
we linger in the sea palace,
be siren red and brown seaweed decoration,
human voices wake up once, we will drown.
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