A literary analysis of a poem sea fever by john masefield

Perhaps there was something in the confused and chaotic notion of a tower of water; as if the sea itself could stand on one end like a water-spout.

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If some laborious reader of little books on child-psychology cries out to me in glee and cunning, "You only like romantic things like toy-theatres because your father showed you a toy-theatre in your childhood," I shall reply with gentle and Christian patience, "Yes, fool, yes.

At the best it was an individualism that ended by destroying individuality; an industrialism which has done nothing except poison the very meaning of the word industry.

The story of my birth might be untrue. But indeed I had a whole background of cousins; Tom Gilbert my godfather, who gave me his last and my first name had a large family of daughters, and my uncle Sidney a large family of sons; and they all still move in my memory almost like a male and female chorus in a great Greek play.

And I was right; for those three human fingers are more magical than any magic figures; the three fingers which hold the pen and the sword and the bow of the violin; the very three fingers that the priest lifts in benediction as the emblem of the Blessed Trinity.

One point is that it was partly the real "culture conquests" of this stratum of the middle-class, and the fact that it really was an educated class, that made it A literary analysis of a poem sea fever by john masefield suspicious of the influence of servants.

Carr would fix him with a sphinxlike visage and say in hollow but resounding tones, "Boundless Space! The manufacturer cannot even manufacture things; he can only pay to have them manufactured. Long afterwards, I had the luck to figure in a political row about the Sale of Peerages; and many said that we were wasting our energies in denouncing it.

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He was also one of the leaders of the early Teetotal movement; a characteristic which has not. So it is with the dull and difficult interlude of this chapter; a mere introspection about infancy which is not introspective.

These were followed by stones, branches and, once man could kindle and control it, fire. He discusses the solitariness of a life on the waves, the cold, the danger, and the hardships. Bayfield that the steak was excellent; the potatoes done to a turn; in short a dinner fit for an Emperor.

He was already an anarchist to those above him; but still an authoritarian to those below. I am only pointing out a particular point about a particular group or class, now extinct; that if they were ignorant of, or often indifferent to the sweating, they were really indignant at the swindling.

But indeed these first memories and rumours suggest that there were a good many Dickens characters in the days of Dickens. I was not only grateful for the fun, but I came to feel grateful for the very fittings and apparatus of the fun; the four-cornered tower of canvas with the one square window at the top, and everything down to the minimum of conventional and obviously painted scenery.

I am sure it was a shop shining with the same lost light of morning; because it was in the same street under the same sky. He came on with all his glowing draperies like a great crimson cloud of sunset, lifting long frail fingers over the crowd in blessing. At least they were unknown to the Greeks who wrote the prose and poetry that was thought worth studying; and were invented by grammarians, I believe, at the time of the Renaissance.

Beyond was a road named after the house of Russell, to the south another with the name of Cromwell. I do not wish my remarks confused with the horrible and degrading heresy that our minds are merely manufactured by accidental conditions, and therefore have no ultimate relation to truth at all.

There were plenty of people in their time, of course, who were snobbish; but those I mean were really a class apart. A good game is a good thing, but it is not the same thing as a hobby; and many go golfing or shooting grouse because this is a concentrated form of recreation; just as what our contemporaries find in whisky is a concentrated form of what our fathers found diffused in beer.

For some unaccountable reason, and in some indescribable way, the pain did not leave on my memory the sort of stain of the intolerable or mysterious that it leaves on the mature mind.

Francis loved, did seem more like a brother than those dream-faces which come to men who have known other emotions than brotherhood.

Every day we passed Holland House, that opened its hospitality to Macaulay, and the statue of Lord Holland inscribed with the boast that he was the nephew of Fox and the friend of Grey. When I say this, I come to the third reason for taking the toy theatre as a text; and it is one about which there will be much misunderstanding, because of the repetitions and the stale sentiment that have somehow come to cling to it.

I have little to go on; for she was the only subject about which my father did not talk. It meant that my father knew all his English literature backwards, and that I knew a great deal of it by heart, long before I could really get it into my head.

And I am compelled to confess that I look back to that landscape of my first days with a pleasure that should doubtless be reserved for the Utopias of the Futurist.

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I could not imagine such a resounding thwack being given except by a wooden stick on a wooden head. My father told me of a fellow clerk of his youth, or boyhood, who took leave of the tavern or chop-house with a stately message of thanks, which he delivered in a big booming voice, before stalking into the street, "Tell Mrs.

It is useless to argue at all, if all our conclusions are warped by our conditions. I had seen crowds before; and was quite prepared for their shouting or shoving.

A solemn friend of my grandfather used to go for walks on Sunday carrying a prayer-book, without the least intention of going to church.Autobiography, by G.K.

Chesterton, free ebook. IV.—HOW TO BE A LUNATIC. I deal here with the darkest and most difficult part of my task; the period of youth which is full of doubts and morbidities and temptations; and which, though in my case mainly subjective, has left in my mind for ever a certitude upon the objective solidity of Sin.

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