what are the themes of this poem?
who is the speaker?
is there a shift of tone?
Tone shift: Initially subdued and controlled, becoming more intense and emotionally charged by the end of Part One. Part Two brings a sense of peace, resignation, and hope.
what is the language of this poem?
what is the context for this poem?
when were the 2 sections of this poem written? and what are they reflecting?
Written over eight years:
- Part One: 1857 (reflecting on past decisions).
- Part Two: 1865 (contemplating present and future).
what is the structure/form of this poem?
Two-part division:
- Part One: 5 stanzas (quatrains), ABAB rhyme scheme.
- Part Two: 4 stanzas (quatrains), ABBA rhyme scheme.
- End-stopped stanzas: Each stanza ends decisively, reinforcing finality.
what is the rhyme of this poem?
Rhythm: Mostly iambic pentameter, but the last line of each stanza is shorter, creating an unsettling feeling of something “missing.”
what poems could this be compared to?
A Birthday (hope in divine love).
Twice (similar structure).
What Would I Give (theme of silence).
A Christmas Carol (similar structure).
“I nursed it in my bosom while it lived,/I hid it in my heart when it was dead;/I joy I sat alone, even so I grieved/Alone and nothing said.”
“I shut the door to face the naked truth,/I stood alone- I faced the truth alone,/Stripped bare of self-regard or forms of ruth/Till first and last were shown.”
“I took the perfect balances and weighed;/No shaking of my hand disturbed the poise;/Weighed, found it wanting: not a word I said,/But silent made my choice.”
“None know the choice I made; I make it still/None know the choice I made and broke my heart,/Breaking mine idol: I have braced my will/Once, chosen for once my part.”
“I broke it at a blow, I laid it cold,/Crushed in my deep heart where it used to live./My heart dies inch by inch, the time grows old,/Grows old in which I grieve.”
PART 2 STARTS - “I have a room whereinto no one enters/Save I myself alone:/There sits a blessed memory on a throne,/There my life centres.”
“While winter comes and goes—oh tedious comer!… Of lavish summer.”
“If any should force entrance… Or bend my knee there;”
“But often in my worn life’s autumn weather… When we’re together.”