Sunday, May 26, 2024

GCE OL English Literature Aloysius College Anuradhapura

 


Farewell to barn and stack and tree,

Farewell to Severn shore.
Terence, look your last at me,
For I come home no more.”

“The sun burns on the half-mown hill,
By now the blood is dried;
And Maurice amongst the hay lies still
And my knife is in his side.”

“My mother thinks us long away;
‘Tis time the field were mown.
She had two sons at rising day,
To-night she’ll be alone.”

“And here’s a bloody hand to shake,
And oh, man, here’s good-bye;
We’ll sweat no more on scythe and rake,
My bloody hands and I.”

“I wish you strength to bring you pride,
And a love to keep you clean,
And I wish you luck, come Lammastide,
At racing on the green.”

“Long for me the rick will wait,
And long will wait the fold,
And long will stand the empty plate,
And dinner will be cold.”

In the first lines of ‘Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree’, the speaker begins by utilizing the line that later became the title. He bids farewell to a barn, a “stack,” meaning a conical pile of hay and a tree. These are specific images associated with a specific place, the “Severn shore”. The Severn is the largest river in the UK along which many of the most populated cities are situated. This line is also an example of alliteration with the repetition of words beginning with “s”.

In the second stanza of ‘Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree’ the speaker goes on. He informs the reader very quickly and emotionlessly that someone has died. A man named “Maurice” is amongst the hay. He “lies still”. If this isn’t bad enough, the speaker admits that his “knife is in his side”. Without a doubt, this is the reason the speaker is feeling. He’s killed by this man, for unknown reasons, and must, due to the pursuit of the law, leave his home. The first two lines of this stanza are shocking. They contrast the warmth, heat, and colour of the sun, to that of the “half-mown hill” and the dried blood.

The third stanza of ‘Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree’ continues the speaker’s tale. He describes his mother and her perception of the day. With these details the speaker’s crime becomes even more dramatic. It turns out that Maurice was his brother. His mother is going to be expecting her two sons to come home “To-night” but instead “she’ll be alone”. The speaker appears to be well aware of the consequences of his actions. Juxtaposition is used again in these lines as the speaker recalls how the two were meant to mow the lawn but instead, the day ended in murder and loss. 

The story continues into the fourth stanza. The speaker looks at his hand, holds it out for his friend, and says “here’s a bloody hand to shake”. Whether it is covered in blood or not, it drew blood and like Macbeth, is stained by the act. Finally, in the second line, it appears the speaker is getting emotional, or at least a little distressed about his situation. He moves through his words unevenly, saying “And oh, man, here’s good-bye”. It is sinking in that he really has to leave, it’s the end. From a goodbye to his listener, he says goodbye to the life he had before. His “bloody hands” are no longer going to “sweat…on scythe and rake” together. His life is about to change dramatically. It’s clear the speaker wants nothing, but a positive future for his friend. But, in wishing him so, he is contrasting his own painful future with a happy and prosperous one. In the third line, he refers to “Lammastide”. It is a holiday celebrated on August 01st to mark the wheat harvest. In the last four lines of ‘Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree,’ the speaker tells the listener that the “rick” or stack of hay is going to wait for him. It will be there in the field forever now, as his hands will never touch it again. The same can be said for the “fold,” the “empty plate” at his mother’s kitchen table, and the food on that plate. It will soon “be cold”. A “fold” is a reference to a pen or enclosure in which animals are kept. 

Source: https://poemanalysis.com/a-e-housman/farewell-to-barn-and-stack-and-tree/

 

 

 

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