Emily Dickinson英语本科毕业论文自己写的

With Blue --- uncertain stumbling Buzz－ Between the light－and me－ And the Windows failed－and then I could not see to see－

In the poem, the poetess uses her unique forms, especially unusual pauses to express her original ideal－Death is awesome and unpredictable. In I heard a fly buzz－when I died, the pauses have the function of both emphasis and suspension. It seems to tell the readers that it is during the poetess‘s dying that she heard a fly, the ―Room‖ and ―Air‖ are capitalized, and here ―Room‖ indicates of mortuary and ―Air‖ the weather. The atmosphere in the room and out of room is both quiet, just like the quietness before the storm. In the first stanza there are four dashes to make the effect of tranquility of the contemporary situation and people‘s sorrow. Through this the poetess tells us indirectly the scene upon death. At last moment, the poetess supposes to see ―God‖. ―For that last onset－when the King , Be witnessed－in the Room‖. This eagerness is emphasized by using dashes to connect the words, and seemingly leaves the question to the reader ―If I can really see God when I died‖, while the last sentence ―I could not see to see－‖ seems to answer the reader I could see nothing either the ―Fly‖ nor ―God‖. This sentence ends with a dash to show the poetess‘s doubt on the existence of God－ If

people can really go up to the heaven after death, but on one can anticipate it. In this poem Emily Dickinson‘s vision, imagination and feeling of calmness when she is facing the death are rightly and gracefully passed to the readers.

Because I could not stop for Death－is one of her most profound attempts to image some sort of being after death develops the deceptively metaphor of death as a gentleman taking a lady for a drive. He and his passenger are clearly presented but perhaps the carriage also holds ―immorality‖. In a few compact lines the drive rapidly becomes one‘s passage through a lifetime. Although it ends unambiguously at the grave there is still a bare hint of some inconceivable but possible continuing consciousness. The who poem－less than 130 words altogether-reads: Because I could not stop for Death－ He kindly stopped for me－

The carriage held but just ourselves－ And Immortality.

We slowly drove－He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too; For his civility－

We passed the school, where children strove At Recess－in the Ring－

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain－ We passed the setting Sun－

Or rather－He passed Us－

The Dews drew quivering and chill－ For only Gossamer, my Gown My Tippet－only Tulle－

We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground－ The Roof was scarcely visible－ The corn ice－in the Ground

Since then－‘tis Centuries－and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses‘ Heads Were toward Eternity－

In this poem, we can see Emily Dickinson‘s perfect use of metaphors and talent for expressing philosophical ideas by simple images. In the

poem, death is not so terrifying but a civil man who drives the author toward ―eternity‖. The author regard life is just like a journey but she will not stop so ―He kindly stopped for me‖. Emily Dickinson uses ―School, the Field of Gazing Grain, and the setting sun‖ to represent different stages of life, which is a typical example of her using metaphors. ―School, where children strove‖ may symbolize childhood; ―Fields of Gazing Grain‖ adult; and ―Setting Sun‖, old age. ―The Dews‖ symbolize human‘s life, transient and weak. So ―The Dews drew quivering and chill‖ on the journey toward ―House‖ the author thinks a lot and they finally arrive at the grave. In the last stanza, the poetess expresses her philosophical idea again. It seems that although life is transient but after people‘s death they get eternity－“spiritual eternity‖ That is why she feels centuries are shorter than a day .She is already toward ―Eternity‖. Viewing thing in a philosophical way shows Emily Dickinson‘s talent, especially when those philosophical ideas are expressed by simple images.

Another typical example is I felt a Funeral in my brain‖. Compared with the previous two, death in this poem is terrifying. In this poem, Emily Dickinson expresses her fright and fear to death by another technique－dramatic monologue. I felt a funeral, in my brain, And Mourner to and fro

Kept treading－treading－till it seemed