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                   Notes         death—”Life piled on life / were all too little, and of one to me / little remains” (24–26)—and longs
                                 for further experience and knowledge. His son Telemachus will inherit the throne that Ulysses
                                 finds burdensome. While Ulysses thinks Telemachus will be an adequate king, he seems to have
                                 little empathy for his son—”He works his work, I mine” (43)—and the necessary methods of
                                 governing—”by slow prudence” (36) and “through soft degrees” (37). In the final section, Ulysses
                                 turns his attention to his mariners and calls on them to join him on another quest, making no
                                 guarantees as to their fate but attempting to conjure their heroic past:

                                        … Come, my friends,
                                        Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
                                        Push off, and sitting well in order smite
                                        The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
                                        To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
                                        Of all the western stars, until I die.
                                        It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
                                        It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
                                        And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. (56–64)
                                 Prosody
                                 The speaker’s language is unadorned and forceful, and it expresses Ulysses’ conflicting moods as he
                                 searches for continuity between his past and future. There is often a marked contrast between the
                                 sentiment of Ulysses’ words and the sounds that express them. For example, the poem’s insistent
                                 iambic pentameter is often interrupted by spondees (metrical feet consisting of two long syllables),
                                 which slow down the movement of the poem; the labouring language casts into doubt the reliability
                                 of Ulysses’ sentiments. Noteworthy are lines 19–21:
                                        Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
                                        Gleams that untravell’d world, whose margin fades
                                        For ever and for ever when I move. (19–21)
                                 Observing their burdensome prosodic effect, the poet Matthew Arnold remarked, “these three lines
                                 by themselves take up nearly as much time as a whole book of the Iliad.” Many of the poem’s
                                 clauses carry over into the following line; this enjambment emphasizes Ulysses’ restlessness and
                                 dissatisfaction.

                                 Form
                                 The poem’s seventy lines of blank verse are presented as a dramatic monologue. Scholars disagree on
                                 how Ulysses’ speech functions in this format; it is not necessarily clear to whom Ulysses is speaking,
                                 if anyone, and from what location. Some see the verse turning from a soliloquy to a public address, as
                                 Ulysses seems to speak to himself in the first movement, then to turn to an audience as he introduces
                                 his son, and then to relocate to the seashore where he addresses his mariners. In this interpretation,
                                 the comparatively direct and honest language of the first movement is set against the more politically
                                 minded tone of the last two movements. For example, the second paragraph (33–43) about Telemachus,
                                 in which Ulysses muses again about domestic life, is a “revised version [of lines 1–5] for public
                                 consumption”: a “savage race” is revised to a “rugged people”.
                                 The ironic interpretations of “Ulysses” may be the result of the modern tendency to consider the
                                 narrator of a dramatic monologue as necessarily “unreliable”. According to critic Dwight Culler,
                                 the poem has been a victim of revisionist readings in which the reader expects to reconstruct the
                                 truth from a misleading narrator’s accidental revelations. (Compare the more obvious use of this





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