Sunday, February 10, 2019
Dulce et Decorum Es :: essays research papers
An Analysis of Dulce et decorum Est Dolce et Decorum Est is the product of Wilfred Owens frustration, not only against those who repeat the obsolescent lie down Dulce et Decorum Est, in other words, it is sweet and right to die for your country, merely also against a certain kind of poetry. Through his poem, Owen who himself took part in World War 1, has no difficulty to convince us that the horrors that took cast at this moment far outweighs the idea of those who encourage war. In this essay, I will approach the symbolic signifi sufferce of the poem by analysing distributively stanza. In the first stanza, Owen sets the scene. This stanza contains a lot of simile and fictions that shows us how abject these men are, physically and mentally. Soldiers are turning their back to the lights of the battle report Till on the haunting flares we turned ours backs. Exhausted, their knees are touching unfit, tired of supporting their heavy backpack like old beggars under(a) sacks. The condition of the poor soldiers is so miser fitting that the author compare them to old beggars and hags (ugly old woman). Some men had lost their boots and the only shoes they start out is the blood on their feet blood-shod. They are walking pain in the neckfully, not even interview the noise made by the shells rushing through the air desensitise even to the hoots. Then, little bye little, soldiers struggle away from the battle field, shells at once falling behind Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. In the second stanza, the author is counsel on one man who, because of stress and fatigue was not able to put his gas mask in time. The author describe the pain of this poor man throughout a big underwater metaphor floundring, green sea, drowning and plunges, in the third stanza. Plugged by the glass in the eyepieces of the gas masks and the green light (chlorine gas) Dim, through the brumous panes and thick green light, Owen can see his comrade succumbing to the embitter gas. In the third stanza, our verbalizer compare the scene to a nightmare. Owen will never forget the images of his friend, dying plunges at me, my helpless sight. Dismayed, Owen cant do anything to help his friend. In line 16, by guttering, the speaker was probably referring to the sound in the throat of the man, that was gurgling like water run down a gutter.