Take the cloak from his face, and at first
Let the corpse do its worst!
How he lies in his rights of a man!
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How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can. And, absorbed in the new life he leads, He recks not, he heeds.. very fine. Browning is a great poet.. tony
I stand here now, he lies in his place: Cover the face! .........//// outstanding writing
I stand here now, he lies in his place: Cover the face! great write 10++++++@3333
The sad feeling from the poem which is about the death and that too from the great poet. exquisite.
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This poem has the intense drama of classic film noir. Browning may be describing the aftermath of a duel; its consummation vividly drawn (pun intended) .
Yes, the personality we do feel of the poet by his last command...Cover the face...As if done. As if we have come across the horizon of death. Yes, the poet, only the poet could cross the black-hole perhaps....Just in the beginning, when he writes...How he lies in his rights of a man! , surprise begins. Yes, we should have to acquire the right of man even to lie as final sleep. Just imagine reader, lying also needs the right of a man and the tragedy lies in the fact when we see even now large number of people on the surface living without any right to live..................Any way, significant smart writing indeed.
I love the rhythm of this piece and the description of how someone feels at the death of a once friend and how it changes everything. But I don't understand it. However sometimes maybe its good just to enjoy. I'm probably one of the people Mr Pruchnicki would drown himself over. Still we can't all be genius'.
An awfully good poem: the dramatic voice of the poem so skillfully rendered!
I interpret this poem as Browning seeing the corpse (not too fresh a corpse) of one of his childhood friends with whom he had many differences of opinion. Now in death, none of these still seem to matter, nor for the deceased, not for Browning there standing by his side. Death brings us to another dimension where other things matter than here on earth. That was what Browning could feel while looking at the face of the dead man.
the author fancied himself to be a detective who is pursuing this man and called upon to identify the body... of course what good does corpse do... he express his frustration 'his offense my disgrace' ; death erase everything... hmmm... book 'em dano... oops! cover 'em up dano.
wicked imagry, i felt like the poem was written careful not to offend. i dont get the bit about vengeance. is he trying to portray that he once hated this man and in death all these feelings fade?
Confused about the source and year of this as my mom has a dated portion of this poem from 1967. It prompted me to go search for it online to find out where it originates