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Forsaken Merman, The Analysis



Author: Poetry of Matthew Arnold Type: Poetry Views: 1343





Come, dear children, let us away;

Down and away below!

Now my brothers call from the bay,

Now the great winds shoreward blow,

Now the salt tides seaward flow;

Now the wild white horses play,

Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.

Children dear, let us away!

This way, this way!



Call her once before you go--

Call once yet!

In a voice that she will know:

"Margaret! Margaret!"

Children's voices should be dear

(Call once more) to a mother's ear;



Children's voices, wild with pain--

Surely she will come again!

Call her once and come away;

This way, this way!

"Mother dear, we cannot stay!

The wild white horses foam and fret."

Margaret! Margaret!



Come, dear children, come away down;

Call no more!

One last look at the white-wall'd town

And the little grey church on the windy shore,

Then come down!

She will not come though you call all day;

Come away, come away!



Children dear, was it yesterday

We heard the sweet bells over the bay?

In the caverns where we lay,

Through the surf and through the swell,

The far-off sound of a silver bell?

Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep,

Where the winds are all asleep;

Where the spent lights quiver and gleam,

Where the salt weed sways in the stream,

Where the sea-beasts, ranged all round,

Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground;

Where the sea-snakes coil and twine,

Dry their mail and bask in the brine;

Where great whales come sailing by,

Sail and sail, with unshut eye,

Round the world for ever and aye?

When did music come this way?

Children dear, was it yesterday?



Children dear, was it yesterday

(Call yet once) that she went away?

Once she sate with you and me,

On a red gold throne in the heart of the sea,

And the youngest sate on her knee.

She comb'd its bright hair, and she tended it well,

When down swung the sound of a far-off bell.

She sigh'd, she look'd up through the clear green sea;

She said: "I must go, to} my kinsfolk pray

In the little grey church on the shore to-day.

'T#will be Easter-time in the world--ah me!

And I lose my poor soul, Merman! here with thee."

I said: "Go up, dear heart, through the waves;

Say thy prayer, and come back to the kind sea-caves!"

She smiled, she went up through the surf in the bay.

Children dear, was it yesterday?



Children dear, were we long alone?

"The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan;

Long prayers," I said, "in the world they say;

Come!" I said; and we rose through the surf in the bay.

We went up the beach, by the sandy down

Where the sea-stocks bloom, to the white-wall'd town;

Through the narrow paved streets, where all was still,

To the little grey church on the windy hill.

From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers,

But we stood without in the cold blowing airs.

We climb'd on the graves, on the stones worn with rains,

And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes.

She sate by the pillar; we saw her clear:

"Margaret, hist! come quick, we are here!

Dear heart," I said, "we are long alone;

The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan."

But, ah, she gave me never a look,

For her eyes were seal'd to the holy book!

Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door.

Come away, children, call no more!

Come away, come down, call no more!



Down, down, down!

Down to the depths of the sea!

She sits at her wheel in the humming town,

Singing most joyfully.

Hark what she sings: "O joy, O joy,

For the humming street, and the child with its toy!

For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well;

For the wheel where I spun,

And the blessed light of the sun!"

And so she sings her fill,

Singing most joyfully,

Till the spindle drops from her hand,

And the whizzing wheel stands still.

She steals to the window, and looks at the sand,

And over the sand at the sea;

And her eyes are set in a stare;

And anon there breaks a sigh,

And anon there drops a tear,

From a sorrow-clouded eye,

And a heart sorrow-laden,

A long, long sigh;

For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden

And the gleam of her golden hair.



Come away, away children

Come children, come down!

The hoarse wind blows coldly;

Lights shine in the town.

She will start from her slumber

When gusts shake the door;

She will hear the winds howling,

Will hear the waves roar.

We shall see, while above us

The waves roar and whirl,

A ceiling of amber,

A pavement of pearl.

Singing: "Here came a mortal,

But faithless was she!

And alone dwell for ever

The kings of the sea."



But, children, at midnight,

When soft the winds blow,

When clear falls the moonlight,

When spring-tides are low;

When sweet airs come seaward

From heaths starr'd with broom,

And high rocks throw mildly

On the blanch'd sands a gloom;

Up the still, glistening beaches,

Up the creeks we will hie,

Over banks of bright seaweed

The ebb-tide leaves dry.

We will gaze, from the sand-hills,

At the white, sleeping town;

At the church on the hill-side--

And then come back down.

Singing: "There dwells a loved one,

But cruel is she!

She left lonely for ever

The kings of the sea."





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||| Analysis | Critique | Overview Below |||

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This poem is, on the surface, about a merman who has lost his wife, a human turned mermaid. The merman loves his wife very much, but she has left him and their children to return to life among the humans. His attempt to call her back failed, for she had chosen religion over love.
There are three intrinsic messages within this poem. The first is the power of love. Even though the mermaid has acted so heartless in leaving her loving family, her husband still cares for her, and he longs to have her back.The next theme is one that plays a part in many of Arnold’s writings: the lack of civilization. Arnold describes the land above the surface of the water as a somewhat unruly land, a place with only religious structure. Outside of the church, the “horses foam and fret” and the “cold blowing airs’ whip through the trees. However, both inside of the church and under the waves, life is calm and tranquil. Hours in the church are spent praying, while underwater, time is spent enjoying life as a family. The last major idea in this poem is the conflict between religion and emotion. It would seem that this woman gave up her entire life to be with the man she loves, even if he is a merman who lives in the ocean. As it turns out, she is not quite willing to leave her religion behind. On Easter, she is granted permission to go back on land to attend the church service. However, after the service, she continues to sit by the door of the church, and she does not return to her family when they call for her. In this way, Arnold is expressing his belief that emotion (such as love) cannot coexist with religion.

| Posted on 2011-05-17 | by a guest


.: i am a merman :.

i am a merman and i eat the crabpeople, who live on the bottom of the sea. i hate them with passion, just as i hate the Pittsburgh Steelers, Detriot Pistons, and Ohio State Buckeyes. I EAT SPANKEY YUM YUM........................................................................................................... he is fat and tastes like crap..........yes i eat crap

| Posted on 2007-02-27 | by a guest




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