"...No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous---
Almost, at times, the Fool.
I grow old...I grow old...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled..."
J. Alfred Prufrock and his love song have always fascinated me. But it scares me a little reading it nowadays as opposed to when I first read it when I was 17 or 18, and I don't know what to make of that. When I read it every few years, I seem to have a different perspective on the work.
I've just started reading "The Catcher in the Rye" again for the first time since I took it in Grade 11 English. I remember after the class read it, some of my friends started calling me Holden Caulfield, because of their perception of my attitude towards life sometimes. For me, reading Holden was like a bit of a glimpse into my soul. I didn't think other people thought that way about things. I'm very curious to know what my reaction will be to it now. Just like my curiosity about Prufrock.
"...In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michaelangelo..."
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous---
Almost, at times, the Fool.
I grow old...I grow old...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled..."
J. Alfred Prufrock and his love song have always fascinated me. But it scares me a little reading it nowadays as opposed to when I first read it when I was 17 or 18, and I don't know what to make of that. When I read it every few years, I seem to have a different perspective on the work.
I've just started reading "The Catcher in the Rye" again for the first time since I took it in Grade 11 English. I remember after the class read it, some of my friends started calling me Holden Caulfield, because of their perception of my attitude towards life sometimes. For me, reading Holden was like a bit of a glimpse into my soul. I didn't think other people thought that way about things. I'm very curious to know what my reaction will be to it now. Just like my curiosity about Prufrock.
"...In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michaelangelo..."