An Analysis Of The Darkling Trush By Thomas Hardy

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The Darkling Thrush An Analysis of Why The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy Is My Favorite Poem “Britain kept its position as the dominant world power well into the 20th century despite steady decline. By the end of World War II, dominance had shifted decisively into the hands of the upstart across the sea, the United States, by far the most powerful and wealthy society in world history,” quoted by Noam Chomsky. Chomsky is absolutely right, the people of Great Britain knew that Britain was declining and were forced to be optimistic of the 20th century. However, as history will tell it, the 20th century can be perceived as a century of death and misery. In Britain, their decline immediately halted ironically after the World Wars. Once Britain came out on top after the wars, they were once again recognized as one of the strongest countries in the world. Many poets, before…show more content…
A thrush is a songbird, which is usually brown or black, and sings its songs extremely loudly. Hardy describes the thrush in the poem by saying, “in a full-hearted evensong of joy illimited; an aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, in blast-beruffled plume, had chosen thus to fling his soul upon the growing gloom,” (Page 1080.) What I love about the thrush in this poem is the fact that the thrush is still singing loudly in the dead of winter. The thrush was old, as Hardy said, and still sound as loud as it did when it was younger. It can easily be seen that this particular bird doesn’t give up so easy, it doesn’t give in. In a way, this bird is similar to me. Sometimes I have been through hard times, like the bird, and still remained positive and never gave up. I am simply not one to give up, I fight till the very end. Whether it be school, or my own life, I never give up. Like the bird, even though no one may be listening, I still show my pride willingly and stay strong. Clearly, the thrush in Darkling Thrush helped to keep me

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