Saturday, February 9, 2019

Essay on the Loneliness of J. Alfred Prufrock -- Love Song J. Alfred P

The forlornness of J. Alf bolshy Prufrock In The experience Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, written by T. S. Elliot in 1917, J. Alfred Prufrock makes the contributor privy to his innermost thoughts on an evening come out of the closet. Prufrock wants to lead the reader to an provoke question, raising expectations, but he is a bitterly disappointing human he never asks the question. He lacks self-esteem, women are intimidating to him, and he is also much of a coward to ever be successful with women. The title is The Love Song,, non A Love Song. So whenever Prufrock is around women, he be creates the alike(p) way. He always has and always go away. Because of his inability to change he leave die a lonely man. Courting a woman includes assay to project a positive image of yourself. J. Alfred Prufrocks low self-esteem projects solo negative images. First of all, he does not value his life, even though he refers to it as the universe (46), for it can be measured out ...with coffee spoons (51). Prufrock himself admits his love life is not leading anywhere. In the center of trying to come up with the in good order words, to sweep a wench off her feet, he compares himself to a crab I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas (73-74). He moves sideways rather of forward. Prufrocks image of himself is his justification for not asking the overwhelming question. Who in her right mind would say yes to a man who is ridiculous-- / Almost, at times, the Fool (118-119). He is a man who thinks little of himself. Those sides of Prufrocks character are shown only to the reader. The ladies have to judge him on his appearance and his behavior during the evening out. He is an elderly man, his hair is growing thin, and he is skinny. Eve... ... peace of fruit. J. Alfred Prufrock lacks the courage to undertake anything with an mutable outcome, such as relationships. At the end, J. Alfred Prufrock lets the reader in on a daydream of his We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. (129-131) His daydream is about mermaids, a sexual figment of imagination, and even in his daydream he is not successful human voices wake him before anything happens. And J. Alfred Prufrock agrees I have comprehend the mermaids singing, each to each I do not think that they will sing to me. (124-125) Works Cited Elliot, T.S. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Literature Reading, Reacting, Writing. Compact third ed. Eds. Laurie G. Kirszner and Stephen R. Mandell. Fort Worth Harcourt Brace, 1997. 781-785.

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