In T.S Elliot’s
poem, “A Love Song”, and Shakespeare’s famous “Hamlet”, although very distinct
works, come to have a common thread. J. Alfred Prufrock, the protagonist of the
poem, “A Love Song” has a terrible problem, he has an obsession for a lover that
he doesn’t “dare” to invite. Prince Hamlet encounters this same problem because he always
wants to kill King Claudius but is never brave enough to do so. They both
wonder too much about there actions and end up doing nothing. Prufrock even
lingers upon “daring to eat a peach” meaning that even the things that most of
us do unconsciously he wonders over and over again. Whenever he was going to act,
he would ask himself if it “would have been worth it” and leaves it for the
next day. He says that there is “time” for him to act, but as the poem starts
progressing Prufrock starts “growing old” and time starts to run out. For
Hamlet a similar situation rises, which is that Claudius is abusing more of his
power making Hamlet's job harder because Claudius is wanting to send him away.
Both Prufrock and Hamlet start encountering themselves with obstacles making their
goals harder. The difference is that Prufrock never gets his wakeup call that
he should act. Nevertheless, Hamlet does, by seeing the actor in the play avenging
his father while he wasn’t doing anything. Hamlet, after seeing this scene says
“O, vengeance, what an ass am I” meaning that he realized that he was a coward
for not taking charge against Claudius. Although Hamlet at the end does
accomplish his goal, and Prufrock doesn’t, they both die. In the poem Prufrock says "I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was I meant to be" meaning that he realized that his outcome wasn't going to be the same as Hamlet's of reaching his goal. Maybe if they hadn’t procrastinated
for so long their actions, their endings would have been different. Prufrock
would might of married this woman, instead of fearing mankind, and Hamlet would
of gotten his revenge without suffering a painful death. Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Ending of Procrastinanting
In T.S Elliot’s
poem, “A Love Song”, and Shakespeare’s famous “Hamlet”, although very distinct
works, come to have a common thread. J. Alfred Prufrock, the protagonist of the
poem, “A Love Song” has a terrible problem, he has an obsession for a lover that
he doesn’t “dare” to invite. Prince Hamlet encounters this same problem because he always
wants to kill King Claudius but is never brave enough to do so. They both
wonder too much about there actions and end up doing nothing. Prufrock even
lingers upon “daring to eat a peach” meaning that even the things that most of
us do unconsciously he wonders over and over again. Whenever he was going to act,
he would ask himself if it “would have been worth it” and leaves it for the
next day. He says that there is “time” for him to act, but as the poem starts
progressing Prufrock starts “growing old” and time starts to run out. For
Hamlet a similar situation rises, which is that Claudius is abusing more of his
power making Hamlet's job harder because Claudius is wanting to send him away.
Both Prufrock and Hamlet start encountering themselves with obstacles making their
goals harder. The difference is that Prufrock never gets his wakeup call that
he should act. Nevertheless, Hamlet does, by seeing the actor in the play avenging
his father while he wasn’t doing anything. Hamlet, after seeing this scene says
“O, vengeance, what an ass am I” meaning that he realized that he was a coward
for not taking charge against Claudius. Although Hamlet at the end does
accomplish his goal, and Prufrock doesn’t, they both die. In the poem Prufrock says "I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was I meant to be" meaning that he realized that his outcome wasn't going to be the same as Hamlet's of reaching his goal. Maybe if they hadn’t procrastinated
for so long their actions, their endings would have been different. Prufrock
would might of married this woman, instead of fearing mankind, and Hamlet would
of gotten his revenge without suffering a painful death.
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