Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
Ulysses (1833)
It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink
Life to the lees. All times I have enjoy'd
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea. I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known,—cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
Myself not least, but honor'd of them all,—
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains; but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
This is my son, mine own Telemachus,
to whom I leave the sceptre and the isle,—
Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfill
This labor, by slow prudence to make mild
A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees
Subdue them to the useful and the good.
Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere
Of common duties, decent not to fail
In offices of tenderness, and pay
Meet adoration to my household gods,
When I am gone. He works his work, I mine.
There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail;
There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me,—
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads,—you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honor and his toil.
Death closes all; but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;
The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends.
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,—
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Comments (5)
Michael Solomon said
at 1:57 pm on Jan 22, 2009
11. In the closing stanza, the speaker is approaching the port back home. He describes those who he killed in the past as “Free hearts, free foreheads.” This alleviates tension as the poem closes. He also describes his how his “old age hath yet his honor and his toil.” In the closing stanza, the writer leaves all uncertainty the reader may have. He writes, “Death closes all” to enforce that the old age brings him to the adventure’s end. – Michael Solomon
Marcus Patterson said
at 2:03 pm on Jan 22, 2009
Ulysses has several lines in which wonderful imagery is created .The lines, “Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough/ Gleams that untraveled world, whose margin fades/ For ever and for ever when I move/How dull it is to pause, to make an end,/ To rust unburnished, not to shine in use,” effectively creates imagery to illustrate the king’s feelings about the untraveled world. He says that this world gleams, which shows that the king greatly treasures seeing and experiencing new parts of the world, and believes it has great things to offer. The last two lines of the quote show his discontent with not trying to experience new things in life and wasting precious time. I especially like the author’s word choice of rust as it makes the king’s disposition on inactivity much more heartfelt. Overall this part of the poem exemplifies that the king is somewhat adventurous and wants to enjoy all that life has to offer. In his old age it seems as if he truly understands how valuable every remaining minute he has on the earth is.
hrberma@... said
at 4:39 pm on Jan 22, 2009
My first impression of a king when I imagine it in my head is rather simple: an image of an old man with a long beard and a crown with jewels on his head, sitting motionless on his throne. After reading Tennyson’s “Ulysses,” I could not help but discard my initial impression and begin to construct a new one. Ulysses takes on a role as a king who’s life had been structured by war (And drunk delight of battle with my peers/Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy), as well as a sailor. Ulysses is not a prototypical king, and that can be most closely observed in his desire to not remain still, and bask in the pleasures of learning. In the first stanza, Tennyson states that Ulysses, “I cannot rest from travel; I will drink/Life to the lees.” For Ulysses, there is no end to his travels, even as his death approaches. This line alone not only characterizes Ulysses, it also releases a strong tone and voice to the poem. This voice illustrates Ulysses’ persistence, strength, and humility. He is, from Tennyson’s piece, a true and worthy king.
Brandon Cho said
at 7:20 pm on Jan 22, 2009
Throughout the poem Tennyson builds on the imagery of bright objects as Tennyson seek to speak of a character who has lived a life full of intention, celebrating his unassailable spirit and wishing to instill it upon others . The line "to follow knowledge like a sinking star," develops on the phrase in the 7th stanza where Tennyson notes, "To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use," and setting forth his later line near the end of his poem. All throughout the poem he associates all the bright imagery with his heroic past. As he is nearing the end of his life, the bright light that has fueled his adventures and deeds also fade, "To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths of all the Western stars."
Myung keun Shim said
at 8:15 am on Jan 30, 2009
As the poem mentions throughout the text that Ulysses loves to travel and hates to be stationary is important. He is searching through the wilderness and land of unknown to acquire the wiseness and fullness of his spirit. In line 18, "I am a part of all that I have met;" Ulysses states that the journeys and encounters of several different people have formed who he actually is. And through traveling is the only way because he claims that stationed is one place is like a simple act of breathing. Ulysses is a person that tries to attain nes knowledges and experiences through moving around and discovering places he havent been in as if "to follow knowledge like a sinking star."
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