Creon believes the gods make him suffer the loss of his wife and son as punishment for his pride. He cries to the gods “Oh the dread, I shudder with dread! Why not kill me too? – run me through with a good sharp sword? Oh god, the misery, anguish – I, I’m churning with it, going under” (1432 – 1436).
I heard many things in hell.” Through his denial of the hold lunacy has on him, the Narrator establishes the very nature of his madness. His contradictions’ such as denial of being afflicted by the disease, then the very next thought is to defend the nature of the illness by praising it for moulding his senses is evidence towards his increasing madness and the inevitable doom of the Narrator. The Mad Man’s seemingly unprovoked rage towards the Old Man is blamed upon his dead, hazy eye. The Narrator in a fit of Madness trying to explain his actions, claims his motivation; “One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture – a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold: and so by degrees – very gradually – I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.” The Narrator again proves his madness through his apparent lack of solid intent coupled with his explanation of the rage within him.
The other soldiers (including the speaker of the poem, presumably Owen himself) are forced to watch the man slowly die as his insides are burned away by the chlorine gas. His dying body (still alive, but thrashing in agony) is thrown on a cart. We are told that the sight of the dying man stuck in his mind, causing him terrible nightmares for a long time afterwards. He states that if other people had seen that sight, or if they knew how truly terrible warfare is, they would not say that dying in battle is a glorious and honourable thing. The simile, "His hanging face, like a devil's sick of skin" highlights to the reader the worst possible illustration of war.
14553 prophecy road. Thebes, GR 12653 429 BC Dear Teiresias, We the people of Thebes come to you, in desire for your wise words of prophecies. The plaque has engorged our previously astounding city, forcing hunger, poverty, and bitterness on us. Our faces fill with somber and displeasure, as heart beats cease by the day. The murderer of our late and noble king Laius, must be found and torn to pieces in order for our suffering to lull.
In this violent scene, rather than attacking him with a sword like every other Geat, he grabs onto Grendel’s arm and squeezes until the torture is unbearable. The violence is exponentially more horrific as Grendel loses his strength, his body parts, and his blood. He later bleeds to death in a slow, painful and agonizing climax. "Saw that his strength was deserting him, his claws Bound fast, Higlac’s brave follower tearing at his hands. "(Beowulf line 464-466) Beowulf’s unusual and courageous method of killing Grendel demonstrates his bravery and physical strength.
More of this ominous diction that Shelley uses is shown here and it provides very disturbing imagery. The creepy imagery that is used really makes one's stomach turn so they can see the gruesomeness of the monster, and the gravity of the situation that Frankenstein has put himself in. This also helps us know how he must’ve felt in that position! Obsessed with the pursuit of knowledge, Frankenstein ends up destroying his whole life. He now lives in fear that the monster will kill him.
GAS! Quick, boys!” to emphasise the word ‘gas’ and add sudden panic and to make us read it quicker. He slows the stanza down by adding punctuation which places emphasis on the words following. The poet compares the image of a soldier flapping his arms around in panic “floundering like a man in fire of lime...” to somebody who is drowning. He sees this in all of his dreams which shows he is mentally scarred due to the horrors he has witnessed.
The very first words spoken by the monster “I expected this reception. All men hate the wretched…” (Shelley 65) allows for the reader to feel the creature’s pain and anguish as he lives alone and contemplates the abandonment of his creator. The monster’s humanity is seen within his need to learn, desire of company, and opportunity for reflection. He observes Felix and his family learning the customs of humans and the ability to speak and read. He lusted for more knowledge and was only satisfied in finding a character in “history” that related to his own misfortunes.
“Floundering like a man in fire or lime” The literal images depict the horror of death in war, abolishing the romantic notions of war set up previously by jingoistic poets of the time, such as Jesse Pope. Owen goes on to further confront these patriotic views in the final four lines of the poem. “My friend you would not tell with such high zest, to children ardent for some desperate glory, The Old Lie: Dulce et Decorum est, Pro patria mori.” This sardonic address to the aggressive nationalist views of the era causes a strong reaction in readers as they realize the truth about war – how horrific and desolate the scene actually is. “Anthem for Doomed Youth” explores another aspect of a soldier’s life in World War One. Death is corrupt and vile, and the soldiers must suffer all by themselves.
(p. 2708) Okonkwo not fully understanding his fault was angry that he needed to offer sacrifice to the earth. He loses respect for the clan because in his eyes his act of beating his wife was justified. He is partially to be blame for his demise; however, his character possesses traits that seemingly invite tragedy. Okonkwo bears much responsibility for it’s over all downfalls because he had countless opportunities to change the course