Prufrock Answers Poem Summary Lines 1-6

This epigraph is taken from Dante’s Divine Comedy. It reads: “If I thought my answer were to one who could ever return to the world, this flame would move no more; but since no one has ever returned alive from this depth, if what I hear be true, without fear of infamy I answer you. ” The words are spoken by a lost soul, damned to Hell for the attempt to buy absolution in advance of committing a crime.

This correlates with Prufrock’s need to know the answer to the question he wants to ask as a condition of asking it.

Or perhaps in order for Prufrock to be able to ask the question he would have to not care what the answer would be; in that case, the answer wouldn’t matter. Lines 7-9 Prufrock, the persona of the poem, issues his invitation to an unspecified “you” to go with him to an as yet unspecified place. To establish when they will be going, he introduces the disconcerting simile “like a patient etherised upon a table.

This peculiar use of simile reflects immediately back on the persona, for the sky itself would probably never be like this; however, Prufrock, looking up at the sky, might indeed perceive it pressing back down upon him in such a way that he would feel like he was “spread out” “upon a table. ” The word “etherised” indicates a sense of helplessness. Lines 10-13 The route he and the “you” will be taking is through a tawdry part of the city where “cheap hotels” predominate, along with lower-class dining establishments.

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Muttering retreats” suggests places where people who go to be alone speak in low voices so their private conversations will not be heard. The phrase “one-night” refers to hotels where lovers meet in secret, and the reference to “oyster-shells” carries with it the connotation of sexuality, as these are a food said to improve sexual stamina. Lines 14-18 “Streets” are further described by a simile that indicates that even once you pass through them, the things you have seen there continue to affect you, specifically the idea of people engaged in the romantic or sexual encounters in the hotels and restaurants.

This then affects Prufrock’s thoughts about where he is going, causing him to consider what he characterizes as an “overwhelming” question. The use of the ellipsis indicates that the “you” who accompanies Prufrock has asked what that question would be. The rhymed couplets of “I-sky,” “streets-retreats,” “hotels-oyster-shells,” “argument-intent,” and ’“What is it? ’-visit,” along with repetition of the word “streets,” create an emotional music in keeping with the idea of a song, and thus serve to carry the reader into Prufrock’s emotional state.

Lines 19-20 The reference to the visit presented in the preceding stanza causes Prufrock to look forward in his mind’s eye to the room he is walking toward, where he imagines women preparing the tea and talking of some intellectual or artistic subject quite at odds with the thoughts he has been having. Lines 21-28 The near repetition in lines 21 and 22 signals that Prufrock’s attention has returned from the imagined room to his actual surroundings.

It is evening, foggy, and his attention focuses on the fog mixed with chimney smoke, and then takes off in a metaphorical process that equates the movement of the fog with the movement of some seemingly cat-like creature around the structure of the city at evening. Prufrock’s lyrical musing here reflects the dream-like emotional state evoked by the fog. The lines in this stanza are very close in length, so that along with the rhyme pattern of a a b a c d e d a, and the alliteration of “[l]icked,” “[l]ingered,” and “leap,” a kind of trancelike state is established.

Lines 29-40 Prufrock’s reverie on the smoke or fog reminds him that dreamed or imagined activity has no correlation to actions or events in real time, so he determines that just as there is time for the fog and smoke, there is time to get himself adjusted to what he is about to do. However, at the fourth repetition of “There will be time” he is once more focusing on where he is going and what he is about to do there, and he is overwhelmed once again. Eliot exaggerates Prufrock’s emotional state by paralleling it to those associated with acts of murder and creation.

At this point the phrase “there will be time” transmutes into repetitions of the word “time” like a clock ticking the seconds of the present into Prufrock’s past. The reference to “works and days” is to an eighth century B. C. poem by Hesiod about a Greek farmer who urges his brother to work as hard as he himself does. Prufrock imagines other hands working harder than his, that will ultimately somehow necessitate his asking the “overwhelming question. ” However, he maintains he has time yet for a hundred dream-visions of cat-like fogs, for a hundred corrections to his thought process, before he arrives for tea. Lines 41-42

The reference above to having tea presents him with the repeated image in the rhymed couplet. Lines 43-50 Here Prufrock’s thought process becomes infused with a sense of the ridiculous, as he pictures himself losing his resolve, turning and walking back down the stairs before even knocking on the door. The irony is that, seeing himself as silly, he begins to be aware of how others might see him, even to the point of including in the stream of his own thought (bracketed in the poem) disparaging comments that he imagines these others might make about him, comments that are in direct contradiction of how he sees himself.

Lines 51-54 Prufrock’s third repetition of “Do I dare? ” is exaggerated to reflect the depth of his own dread. He repeats that while there is time for all these thoughts, the situation is still hopeless: as long as it takes to make a decision is as long as it takes to reverse that decision. Lines 55-60 Prufrock tries to explain why he is indecisive about his feelings toward the woman he is meeting for tea. It is because he knows the kind of social life he is moving toward. He knows how people who live together and have social obligations toward one another act — or are supposed to act.

The visual image of the coffee spoons indicates that he himself has had innumerable cups of coffee in unbearable social situations. The aural image of the “voices dying” refers to difficult and embarrassing social conversations that falter while those involved pretend to be listening to music. And so, Prufrock asks himself, how can such a socially inept individual as he is ever hope to assume a part in real human life with this woman? Lines 61-67 Prufrock indicates that he is familiar with people who appraise him according to some set of standards that have nothing to do with who he considers himself to be.

Eliot uses metaphor here to illustrate that such appraisals make Prufrock incapable of human response because he feels as if he is as insignificant and helpless as a bug stuck by a pin for collection and examination. The image of the “butt-ends” are what he thinks his “days and ways” must be reduced to in order to explain what he does, as the “butt-ends” of cigarettes are what remains after the pleasure of smoking. Lines 68-75 The tone softens here as Prufrock recalls a third thing that he has “known” as a result of social situations, symbolized by the image of feminine arms.

These arms have a hint of the sensual in the bracketed information he provides that is suggestive of the earlier animal image of the fog as well as of the sexual associations of the hotels and restaurants. Prufrock realizes that this image of what he has “known” is at variance with those of the two preceding stanzas, and wonders what has shifted his thoughts. That it was the feminine appeal of a perfume he caught scent of continues the visual image of these arms, however, transforming the question asked at the end of each of those preceding stanzas.

Now he asks, “Should I presume? ” This implies that his desire for the female embrace is overriding his doubts. Indeed, the final line assumes he will“presume” by allowing him to consider “how” to begin. Line 76 This ellipsis acts to divide the first two sections of the poem; it also indicates that there were thoughts resulting from the final question of the preceding stanza that neither Prufrock nor Eliot wants to consider further. Lines 77-79 Eliot brings Prufrock and the reader back to the idea of how Prufrock might begin to talk to the woman he is going to meet.

The image of “lonely men” symbolizes the loneliness of Prufrock. The use of an ellipsis within the sentence structure at the close of the stanza indicates further consideration, perhaps, of this loneliness, which is enhanced by the fact that these are the only two consecutive unrhymed lines in the poem. Lines 80-81 Prufrock acknowledges what he feels to be the utter hopelessness of his situation. The image of the “ragged claws” in the “silent seas” suggests that, as a creature of a “higher order” Prufrock’s brain is doing him no good at all.

In fact, it is clear that Prufrock feels that his ability to speak — which supposedly establishes his superiority over all other animals — is so inferior that he should be relegated to a world of silence. Line 82 The ellipsis here might mark further hopeless thoughts which have not been included, but more likely indicates the enormity of the realization Prufrock has just come to: his human life will be wasted as a result of his inability to participate fully in human relationships. Lines 83-94 There is a definite shift in tone here, in keeping with the image of evening made peaceful by “long fingers” caressing it into sleep.

The internal ellipses indicate reconsiderations, so that perhaps the evening and (by metaphorical process) Prufrock’s emotions are not so much “peacefully” at rest, perhaps they are “tired,” or worse, shirking their duty. In any case, it is the evening now which is cat-like “beside you and me. ” And here it seems as if “you” might be hopefully referring to the woman with whom Prufrock has presumably had tea. But this peacefulness is disrupted as Prufrock wonders if he “has the strength” to ask this woman the “overwhelming question. Despite the fact that Prufrock has agonized over the situation, he does not know whether he will be able to ask his question or not. His association of this behavior with the weeping and fasting that Biblical prophets were said to engage in establishes the basis for an analogy with the prophet John the Baptist. The irony is that it shouldn’t take a prophet to tell you whether or not you yourself are going to do something. Eliot nicely accents this ironical stance by using the particular prophet John the Baptist, a proponent of chastity who was beheaded at the request of Herod’s wife.

Prufrock’s sense of the ridiculousness of the situation once again asserts itself in the satiric inserted comment in the presentation of the image of his own head on the platter in place of John the Baptist’s. Ultimately, though, it is clear to him that he is exaggerating, to no good effect, for the really important thing to consider is that he is no longer sure of himself as a human being. Accordingly, he is truly frightened at the image of the derision of the “eternal Footman” — which is, perhaps, death as a doorman holding Prufrock’s coat and ushering him out of a life that he never had the courage to truly live.

Lines 95-106 Another question sets the tone for this stanza, as Prufrock considers whether he could ask his “overwhelming question” within the context of the social trivialities of having tea. The use here of the Egyptian religious symbol of the scarab beetle, which rolls its excrement into a ball, is an intricate image compounded of the vulgar and the divine. It precisely expresses Prufrock’s view of his situation. He also imagines himself, incongruously, as a kind of Lazarus (whom Jesus raised from the dead) at this tea, who comes back from the dead place inside himself to tell this woman everything he learned there.

But his imaginings carry him off to the point where he sees her casually asserting that his “overwhelming question” has nothing to do with anything that she said. Lines 107-119 Prufrock’s thinking begins to fragment as a result of his frustration and dread. The stanza begins with an echo of the first line of the preceding stanza, then repeats a variation that leads into a series of recollections in two lines beginning with “After” as Prufrock recites a series of events. In line 113 he acknowledges that he cannot say what he means.

It becomes clear with line 114 that Prufrock believes that he must adequately and specifically communicate the scope, the depth, the magnitude of what he thinks and feels about this woman so that the “meaning” he communicates will correspond with the “meaning” of something she has previously said or done. But he is so convinced that this will not happen that he can almost see her turning away from him. Eliot presents this with an image of his nerves projecting the picture of her failure to understand onto the screen of his imagination. Line 120

Here the ellipsis again emphasizes the full weight of what happens in this section, the sense of futility Prufrock experiences in the face of the impossibility of saying “just what I mean! ” It further marks the transition into the state of mind that occurs after the full realization of this impossibility. Lines 121-129 Prufrock emphatically answers the question he has asked in the preceding two stanzas. His reference to Hamlet, and the phrase in the same line, “nor was meant to be,” calls up an association with Hamlet’s soliloquy, “To be or not to be? That is the question. ” Clearly there is a play on words here. On one level, the asking of the question and the establishing of the relationship with the woman is “not to be. ” On another level, Prufrock is suggesting that he is not “meant to be,” implying that he is meant, perhaps, merely to exist and never to really participate in life. On an existential level, the line could indicate that Prufrock is “meant” “not to be,” that he might as well be dead for not being able to live as people live.

Prufrock describes himself in a self-satiric way in lines 123-129, noting that his unimportant presence will help to fill out a crowd scene, and finally referring to himself as “obtuse,” which means “ignorant” as well as “insensitive. ” Clearly, Prufrock is not “insensitive”; rather, he is far too sensitive. But he is ignorant of how social relationships provide structure for emotional life. Prufrock determines that he will never be the main character in his own play, although he might have a function as “the Fool,” or court jester, who can provide light entertainment. The word “Fool” also alludes to how foolish he is in his inaction.

Lines 130-131 The ellipses indicate the passage of time, as Prufrock feels himself growing older. Line 131 has been variously interpreted as having to do with some kind of fashion of the times, as well as pertaining to how people roll up their pant legs to keep from getting them wet as they walk on the shore. It could also be read as reference to getting shorter as one gets older, so that the trousers would need to be rolled up. Lines 132-134 The questions Prufrock asks here are satiric versions of the serious question he tried to ask of the woman, and of the useless questions he has asked of himself.

The satire is intensified with his image of himself as an old man who parts his hair “behind” in order to comb it forward over a receding hairline. The use of the rhymed couplet here is particularly interesting because elsewhere the absurdity of the rhymed couplets had ironic effect. Here the rhyme seems merely silly, as if to reflect the lack of thought Prufrock intends to put into the things he does as an old man. There are stories of mermaids falling in love with human men. This reference also echoes the emotional frustration expressed by the earlier sea image of the “pair of ragged claws. ” Line 135

Eliot uses this image of the mermaids to signal that Prufrock has come close to experiencing something wonderful and magical and strange, but that Prufrock ultimately fails to believe that the singing he has heard will ever be for him. Lines 136-138 The image in these three lines of Prufrock remaining distant and apart from the emotional life he desires adds meaning to the preceding lines. Prufrock as an old man walking along the beach and remembering that he had actually at one time seen the mermaids, as well as heard their singing, is especially poignant, and helps us see him as someone in crisis.

The words “seen” and “seaward” echo the earlier “silent seas” of line 81. Lines 139-141 The use of the first person plural might be convincing confirmation of the reading of “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” as a soliloquy or interior monologue of a divided self. Eliot uses the image of the sea and “sea-girls,” and the repetition of “singing,” as well as the associations now accumulated around the word “overwhelming” (with its meanings of “submerging” and “engulfing”) to symbolize the deeply emotional place which Prufrock could not reconcile with human life in the real world, thus necessitating the division in himself.

It is another of Eliot’s ironic touches that Prufrock’s “lovesong” could only be sung to him by human voices that would wake his divided self to drown in the sea of his own emotions. Themes Alienation and Loneliness In this poem, the speaker’s poor ability to relate to other people, especially women, has him playing out a long dialogue in his mind, consisting of fragments of his past that are so intensely personal that he does not bother to connect them into a logical flow. The “us” he refers to n the first stanza is himself, which tells us that he is a person who is accustomed to being alone, to addressing another part of his mind in the way a more social person would talk to a friend. One of the strongest indications of his loneliness is the repeated use of questions to himself: he is so desperately alone in his thought that he examines every little aspect about his behavior, so curious about what people will think of him that he asks the only person he can talk to about it, the one person who knows no more than himself. This is a sign of social inexperience.

In the eighth stanza, he imagines that the stares of others will pin him to the wall for inspection, the way an insect is held in place, “pinned and wiggling. ” He is so deeply immersed in his loneliness, so tragically alienated, that he fears even the first basic action that would bridge the gap between another person and himself: eye contact. The main cause of his alienation is his low selfesteem, causing him to shrink in embarrassment from other people at the same time that he is wondering if he might not deserve better, if he is not setting his aims too low.

Critics have pointed to the lines “I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of the silent seas” as an indication of Prufrock’s attitude toward women, exploring it in dozens of ways, from literary allusions to the sexual practices of crayfish in Eliot’s native St. Louis. Regardless of the lines’ origins, it is clearly an image that isolates the speaker, and the use the words “ragged” and “scuttling” define a fantasy in which the speaker clearly does not think well of himself.

Time Balanced against Prufrock’s morbid introversion — his fear that entering a relation with the woman he is on his way to meet will entangle him too deeply in the drab, mundane things of the world — is the fear that time is slipping away from him and making him old. He worries about losing his hair and losing the youthful muscle in his arms and legs, which drives him forward to do what he set out to do, and yet he hesitates because of the suspicion that the situation is not entirely drastic yet.

After the third stanza establishes for us the fact that Prufrock is familiar with the dark, seamy side of life, the fourth stanza contains his constant self reassurances that “there will be time … ,” indicating that he is worried that all of life’s mysteries (the fog, murder, creation) will be over once he has made it to his destination. There will be “time yet for a hundred indecisions” he tells himself, afraid that he is going to lose the luxury of infinite possibility.

He knows, though, that time will narrow his possibilities down one by one, systematically making each possibility real or not real: having already seen the eternal Footman, Death, he is familiar that there will not be time for everything. Although Prufrock is not sure that he wants to commit to comfort, a world of “sunsets and teacups and sprinkled streets,” he knows that the time he has for indecision is not limitless, and he fears that waiting too long will leave him a lonely old man, sitting in the window, smoking. Doubt and Ambiguity

Near the end of the poem Prufrock declares, “I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was I meant to be. ” To many, the defining characteristic of Shakespeare’s Hamlet is his inability to conquer or accept his doubts and settle upon one course of action to follow. Having seen Prufrock’s thought process twist throughout stanza after stanza, and having seen him fret over whether the life he is committing to is the one he really wants, or if he has chosen unwisely because of social pressure, or if his body is so worn out that he has no choice left at all, the reader could rightly disagree with him and say “Yes,” he is too Hamlet.

The indecisiveness of Hamlet is clearly there: what he seems to be denying is the “Prince” part of the identity, as if the title of royalty is too glamorous for a humble fool like himself. Ironically, it is this self-consciousness, this constant reminder that he is a lowly being, that conflicts with his rebellious nature and causes Prufrock the most indecisiveness. Near the middle of the poem his constant questioning of himself takes on a brief pattern: “how should I presume? ” he asks, and after another stanza he asks again, followed at the end of the following stanza with “should I presume? In this sequence we see that his self-questioning, his long one-man dialogue that is meant to think things through and settle some issues, is actually working backward, taking him further from decision. In this poem the speaker’s doubts do not reach an answer, they just multiply, so when he finally decides to take action it is not with comfort or certainty but with regret; he sees his move from contemplation to action as a drowning. Style “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” begins with an epigraph, a quote that sets the tone for the poem to follow.

This epigraph, included in the poem in the original Italian, is from Dante’s Divine Comedy. Its use here emphasizes Eliot’s belief in the instructive function of poetry, as well as his conviction that it was a poet’s responsibility to be aware of and build on the established tradition of poetry. This poem (exclusive of the epigraph) is structured into four sections, with each section separated by an ellipsis, a mark used in conventional punctuation to indicate an omission, but used here to signal either time passing between thoughts relevant to the subject under consideration, or information considered too obvious to be included.

Eliot’s belief that “No verse is free for the serious poet” is apparent in “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. ” This poem is written in free verse with varying line lengths, but Eliot employs rhyme as a major structural component in its composition. In fact, in the 131 lines of the main poem structure, only 12 lines are unrhymed. Note the pattern of the rhyme in the first stanza, beginning “Let us go then, you and I…. ”: a couplet — an unrhymed line — a series of three couplets — an unrhymed line — a couplet. Such a pattern serves to establish coherence in the stanza, as well as to create a distinctive music.

Eliot also found repetition useful to establish rhythms of ideas as well as sound rhythms. Note the repetition of the word “time” in the two stanzas beginning “And indeed there will be time…. ” in the first section. Conventional punctuation and sentence structure are used in this poem, but capital letters at the beginnings of lines stress lineation, thus balancing the importance of the sentence with the importance of the line. While Eliot maintained that poetry should conform to current conversational speech, he emphasized the musical qualities of speech, as well as the imagistic and symbolic possibilities of words, by his use of lineation.

The varying line lengths and stanza lengths of this poem are indicative of Eliot’s refusal to impose a form on the thoughts and emotions at the center of the composition. It was not his purpose to discover or create a new form for poetry, but to free the poet from set forms in order to allow each poem to create its own form — in this case a “love song” which Eliot sings onto the page for the reader. Historical Context In a review of Catholic Anthology 1914-15, edited by the poet Ezra Pound and containing “The Love Song of J.

Alfred Prufrock,” critic Arthur Waugh noted that if “the unmetrical, incoherent banalities of these literary ‘Cubists’ were to triumph, the State of Poetry would be threatened with anarchy. ” His remarks are clearly intended to frighten lovers of poetry and to dismiss the authors as bungling amateurs. Little could Waugh have guessed that he was identifying the very effects that the poets intended, and that his criticism is only of interest to us today because it signifies that, by the time he was writing, the Modern Age had arrived.

Modernism is a blanket term that we use for a great number of artistic and philosophical movements (including Cubism in painting) that were intent on throwing away the old standards and replacing them with work that is closer to the way the people really live and think. This struggle between life and theory has always gone on and continues to this day. In music, for example, rap has been embraced by its listeners as an authentic expression of how people feel, but it is scoffed at by music connoisseurs for its lack of melodic complexity — “incoherent banalities,” as Waugh would say.

After years of being underground and rejected, rap has now reached a level of acceptance that makes it a prime target to be dismantled by the next new upstarts. Similarly, the rise of Modernism was a reaction to Victorianism, which was a reaction to Romanticism, and on throughout history. Since the chain is unbroken, there is no clear place to start tracing Modernism’s roots, but one good place might be in 1798, with the publication of William Wordsworth’s and Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Lyrical Ballads.

In response to the formal, strict poetry that had come before him, Wordsworth wrote that poetry should drawn from “a selection of language really used by man. ” Poetry, he felt, was too far out of touch with reality, and he encouraged writers to change the way they thought about their job. Out of this grew the Romantic movement, which included such great early-nineteenth century writers as Keats, Shelley, Byron, Tennyson, Emerson, Melville, Poe, and Dickinson. Romanticism was a spirit of intellectual freedom that affected all areas of society.

The individual, especially the artistic individual, was held to be of the highest importance to Romanticism: creativity was worshipped. The last half of the nineteenth century saw the triumph of industry and capitalism, and is considered a less humanistic time. Novels concerned themselves with social structure, and poetry became more formal, more stylized, emphasizing how things were said over what was said. The Industrial Revolution brought trains and eventually automobiles, stepping up the pace of life: reading became less and less relevant, a luxury to be enjoyed by those who were socially comfortable.

Throughout the period, though, there were scattered elements that would eventually make it impossible for the forces of social order to hold: Marx and Engels published The Communist Manifesto in 1848; Darwin published Origins of the Species in 1859; Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams came out in 1900. Each of these created a revolution in its own intellectual area and lead to the Modernist suspicion of all previously accepted beliefs. There is no particular philosophy of Modernism, but instead we measure its growth by looking at various revolutionary movements in the arts.

In 1909, for instance, the Futurist movement in Italy released its “Foundation Manifesto of Futurism” (bold artistic movements often announce themselves with manifestoes), praising “aggressive action, the mutual leap, the punch and slap. ” At the same time, Pound fell in with a group of poets in London and discussed principles that eventually became known as Imagism, known for its rejection of poetic conventions. Pound was also instrumental in founding Vorticism, which was based on change and motion and was supposed, Pound said, to “sweep out the past century as surely as Attila swept across Europe. These three examples of literary movements at the time give us a sense of the new values that came with Modernism: embracing instead of avoiding the industrial world; an emphasis on powerful, not pretty, poetry; a willingness to use any tools and break any rules in order to capture what the world was really like; in general, a devotion to a higher social cause (think of all of those manifestoes) and an unwillingness to simply create art for its own sake. Criticism Marisa Pagnattaro Marisa Pagnattaro is a freelance writer and is the Book Review Editor and an Editorial Board Member of the Georgia Bar Journal.

She is a teaching assistant at the University of Georgia, Athens. In the following essay, Pagnattaro provides a close reading of “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” emphasizing its comic elements. It is a mistake to approach T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” with the same seriousness as for The Waste Land. To enjoy this poem and get the most out of the verse, readers should have a wry sense of humor. Prufrock is an anxiety-filled, insecure, middle-aged bachelor who fears that his expressions of love will be rebuffed.

First published in Poetry in 1915, and then collected in Prufrock and Other Observations in 1917, Eliot used the traditional form of the dramatic monologue for the speaker, Prufrock, to express his romantic dilemma. The dramatic monologue is generally associated with nineteenth-century poets such as Robert Browning and Alfred, Lord Tennyson, and is characterized by the voice of a single speaker who reveals something personal to the reader. The memorable title of this poem may have been derived from an advertisement in Eliot’s hometown. In The Invisible Poet: T. S.

Eliot, Hugh Kenner revealed that the “name of Prufrock-Littau, furniture wholesalers, appeared in advertisements in St. Louis, Missouri” at the beginning of this century. Although Eliot claimed that any approbation of the “now-famous German surname must have been ‘quite unconscious,’” Kenner suggested that this is an early example of the “rich mischief of Eliot’s mind. By adding “J. Alfred” to the name, Eliot combines a sense of mysterious dignity to the ridiculousness of “Prufrock. ” Compound this with the title’s claim that the work is a love song, and readers are on their way to appreciate the dry humor underlying this very famous work.

The poem opens with an epigram from Dante’s Inferno in which Guido de Montefeltro, who is consumed in flames as punishment for giving false counsel, confesses his shame because he believes that it cannot be reported back on earth. In context, this excerpt is essentially Prufrock’s assurance that he can confide in his reader without fear of shame for what he is about to disclose. And so the poem opens: “Let us go then, you and I,” which is to say, “come along and hear my story because I can trust you. The speaker then entreats his reader to join him on an evening stroll, presumably through Boston (where there are “sawdust restaurants with oyster shells”), but not to ask “What is it? ” just yet. Instead of just laying bare his quandary, the “overwhelming question,” Prufrock says, “Let us go and make our visit”; he takes his reader along on a social call to reveal his inadequacies. As the poem progresses, however, it becomes apparent that the “you-and-I” format begins to collapse and Prufrock is merely talking to himself. Prufrock first travels through the grunge of the city, filled with ellow fog and smoke (not unlike the industrial waste of Eliot’s native St. Louis). Eliot imbues the scene with catlike characteristics, giving the evening a somewhat seductive feline tone: “The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes”; “Licked its tongue”; “Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap” “Curled once about the house, and fell asleep. ” Prufrock next enters into a world of butlers and tea. Here, in an arena of vacuous social chatter, “the women come and go / talking of Michelangelo. ” This is the world of writer Henry James, in which proper etiquette and social grace must prevail.

By opening the fourth stanza with “And indeed there will be time,” Eliot echoes the memorable line “Had we but world enough and time,” from Andrew Marvell’s seduction poem, “To His Coy Mistress. ” Ironically, Prufrock does not feel compelled to seize the day. There is plenty of time for indecision as Prufrock pictures his mind racing through “a hundred visions and revisions” in the short span of time between the serving and “the taking of a toast and tea. ” Prufrock repeats his conviction that “indeed there will be time” to wonder “‘Do I dare? and ‘Do I dare? ” — that is, first, does he dare to make a declaration of love, and, if not, does he then dare to flee down the stairs after he rang the doorbell, knowing that the subject of his affections may spot the “bald spot in the middle” of his hair. Prufrock makes a desperate attempt to attire himself accordingly and not to overdo it with his “necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin. ” Yet, in his mind, Prufrock envisions his contemporaries commenting on his deteriorating appearance, imagining the remarks, “How his hair is growing thin! and “But how his arms and legs are thin! ” Balding and scrawny, the self-deprecating Prufrock again wonders, “Do I dare / disturb the universe? ” In other words, does he dare to shake up the stasis of his social universe by expressing his love? Prufrock falls into a state of melancholy by lamenting that his life may actually be nearly over: “For I have known them all already, known them all — / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, / I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. Far from living a life of adventure, Prufrock has played it safe, passing his days sipping coffee. He then attempts to lay himself bare: “And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, / When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall…. ” Picturing himself like an insect mounted in an entomologist’s collection, Prufrock wonders where he would begin his story, to tell about “all the buttends” of his “days and ways. ” After posing the rhetorical question “And how shall I begin? ” Prufrock digresses in the five lines that are bracketed off from the rest of the poem by a series of dots.

He reveals his walks in the working-class part of the city, where “lonely men in shirt-sleeves” are “leaning out of windows. ” Prufrock seems to fear becoming like those forlorn men, isolated from love and left to spend their evenings “watching the smoke that rises from the pipes. ” The dejected Prufrock then declares “I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas” as if to say that he would be better off as a carefree crustacean instead of the lovelorn man he has become.

When he returns to his monologue, Prufrock flirts with the notion of himself as a heroic character, but dismisses each comparison. First he invokes the image of the prophet John the Baptist who was murdered and his head brought in on a platter to Princess Salome who had requested his death. Prufrock laments that he has seen his “head grown slightly bald] brought in on a platter,” but acknowledges “I am no prophet. ” He has been slain at the behest of a woman, yet lacks the heroic quality of John the Baptist.

In fact, he has seen the “moment of [his] greatness flicker” when “the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker”; the hopelessly intimidated Prufrock has been snubbed by arrogant servants at the homes of genteel society where he visits. Next, once again drawing on imagery from Marvell’s poem (“To have bitten off the matter with a smile, / To have squeezed the universe into a ball”), Prufrock envisions himself as Lazarus, who rose from the dead.

He imagines himself returning to the social scene saying, “‘I am Lazarus, come from the dead, / Come back to tell you all’” (presumably to tell them about his romantic affections for one in particular, perhaps even of a marriage proposal). Instead of being met with great enthusiasm, Prufrock pictures the woman he adores as “settling a pillow by her head” coolly saying, “That is not what I meant at all. / That is not it, at all. ” In this scenario, she flatly rejects him, suggesting that he has misunderstood her social politeness for romantic interest.

Prufrock again repeats her curt and cruel response in the next stanza to further underscore his horror at receiving such a social death sentence that leaves him looking foolish before his acquaintances. Lastly, he acknowledges that he is “not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be. ” Like Hamlet, Prufrock wrestles with a paradigm of indecision (“To be or not to be…. ”), but Prufrock lacks the ability to act. “Deferential, glad to be of use, / Politic, cautious, and meticulous,” Prufrock is much more a Polonious than a Hamlet. Aging and silly, Prufrock is left only able to dream of romance.

Several of the most memorable lines in the poem follow this anti-heroic sequence. Prufrock muses: “I grow old … I grow old … /I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. / Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? /I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. ” With this he creates yet another ridiculous image of himself with his hair slicked to cover his bald spot, trousers cuffed in youthful fashion, considering the act of high daring of eating a peach in easily stained white slacks. The “Do I dare? of romance is reduced to an act of ingesting a notoriously juicy piece of fruit. Prufrock is defeated in love by his own inaction. As the poem draws to a close, Prufrock admits, “I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each //I do not think that they will sing to me. ” These mythical sea creatures believed to coax sailors out to sea with their seductive songs sing to each other in Prufrock’s world; they will not enchant him into action. He sees the mermaids at a distance “riding seaward on the waves / Combing the white hair of the waves blown back. Prufrock will never enter their world or the realm of love and romance in his own world. In the last stanza of the poem, Prufrock lingers on the dream-like periphery of the sea of desire by “sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown / Till human voices wake us, and we drown. ” Even though Prufrock uses the pronoun “we” — as if he is referring to the reader who apparently accompanied him at the beginning of his narrative — he seems to have slipped into a dream-like state, waiting for the human voices of reality to alert him to the pitiful fact that he will be unable to sustain himself with his dreams.

When “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” was first published, it was met with a wide range of criticism. In a 1916 assessment in Quarterly Review, English critic Arthur Waugh dismissed the poem as mere “cleverness. ” The author of an unsigned article in Literary Review denounced Prufrock as “neither witty nor amusing” and suggested that “Mr. Eliot could do finer work on traditional lines. In sharp contrast, American poet Ezra Pound praised Eliot’s work and defended him against his critics’ attacks. Since those initial reviews, Prufrock has baffled many critics who have sought to uncover some deep, dark meaning of “Prufrock. ” Biographer Peter Ackroyd reported that Eliot’s own commentary was essentially limited to his remark, “I’m afraid that J. Alfred Prufrock didn’t have much of a love life. ” This simple explanation should be taken seriously and the poem should be enjoyed.