This tale is true, and mine. It tells How the sea took me, swept me back And forth in sorrow and fear and pain, Showed m

Original Poetry
Translation
This tale is true, and mine. It tells How the sea took me, swept me back And forth in sorrow and fear and pain, Showed me suffering in a hundred ships, In a thousand ports, and in me. It tells Of smashing surfs when I sweated in the cold Of an anxious watch, perched in the bow As it dashed under cliffs. My feet were cast In icy bands, bound with frost, With frozen chains, and hardship groaned Around my heart. Hunger tore At my sea-weary soul. No man sheltered On the quiet fairness of earth can feel How wretched I was, drifting through winter On an ice-cold sea, whirled in sorrow, Alone in a world blown clear of love, Hung with icicles. The hailstorms flew. The only sound was the roaring sea, The freezing waves. The song of the swan 5 Might serve for pleasure, the cry of the sea-fowl
This story is true, and it's mine. It describes how the sea took me, moving me back and forth in sadness, fear, and pain. It showed me suffering on many ships, in countless ports, and within myself. It tells of crashing waves when I shivered in the cold, anxiously watching from the bow as it rushed under cliffs. My feet were trapped in icy bands, bound with frost, with frozen chains, and hardship weighed heavily on my heart. Hunger tore at my sea-weary soul. No man on the peaceful earth can understand how miserable I was, drifting through winter on an ice-cold sea, tossed in sorrow, alone in a world stripped of love, covered with icicles. The hailstorms flew. The only sound was the roaring sea, the freezing waves. The swan's song might bring pleasure, the cry of the sea-birds the sound of death instead of laughter, the gulls' cries instead of mead.
The death-noise of birds instead of laughter, The mewing of gulls instead of mead.
Storms battered the rocky cliffs and were echoed by icy-feathered terns and the eagle's screams; no family could offer comfort there, to a soul left drowning in loneliness.
Storms beat on the rocky cliffs and were echoed
And who could believe, knowing only the passion of cities, filled with pride and wine and no taste of hardship, how often, how wearily, I returned to the sea's paths.
By icy-feathered terns and the eagle's screams;
The horizon, seeking foreign homes. Night would darken; snow would fall from the north; frost bound the earth and hail would fall, the coldest seeds. And how my heart would start to beat, knowing once more the salt waves tossing and the towering sea! The time for journeys would come and my soul called me eagerly out, sending me over the sea.
No kinsman could offer comfort there,
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To a soul left drowning in desolation.
And who could believe, knowing but The passion of cities, swelled proud with wine And no taste of misfortune, how often, how wearily, I put myself back on the paths of the sea.
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The horizon, seeking foreigners' homes.
Night would blacken; it would snow from the north; Frost bound the earth and hail would fall, The coldest seeds. And how my heart would begin to beat, knowing once more The salt waves tossing and the towering sea! The time for journeys would come and my soul called me eagerly out, sent me over اول مقطع
 

Explanation

The poem 'The Seafarer' is an Old English elegy that provides a vivid first-person account of a seafarer's life. The speaker describes the harsh and lonely conditions of life at sea, emphasizing the physical and emotional hardships faced. The sea is portrayed as a powerful and relentless force that brings sorrow, fear, and pain. The speaker reflects on the isolation and desolation experienced while drifting through icy waters, far removed from the comforts of land and human companionship. The poem contrasts the seafarer's life with the indulgent and sheltered lives of those in cities, who are unaware of the seafarer's struggles. Despite the hardships, the speaker feels a deep, almost spiritual calling to the sea, suggesting a complex relationship with the life of a sailor. The poem explores themes of exile, loneliness, and the search for meaning, capturing the seafarer's inner turmoil and longing for connection.

Word Dictionary15

WordIn EnglishPlain (English)Pron.
talestorya simple storyteyl
sweptmoved quicklymoved quicklyswept
sorrowsadnessdeep sadnesssor-oh
anxiousworriedworriedangk-shuhs
perchedsatsatpurcht
boundtiedtiedbound
wretchedmiserablevery unhappyrech-id
whirledspunspunwhurld
hailstormsstorms with hailstorms with ice ballsheyl-stawrmz
meadhoney winehoney drinkmeed
desolationlonelinessemptinessdes-uh-ley-shuhn
swelledgrew largergot biggersweld
misfortunebad luckbad luckmis-fawr-chuhn
horizonskylinewhere the sky meets the landhuh-rahy-zuhn
foreignerspeople from other countriespeople from other placesfawr-uh-nurz

Poet & Context

Poet
EraOld English

The Seafarer is an Old English poem from the Exeter Book, a tenth-century manuscript. The poem is an elegy reflecting on the hardships of life at sea and the spiritual journey of the speaker.

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When10th century
WhyThe poem reflects the harsh realities of life at sea and the spiritual introspection of the speaker. It is part of the Exeter Book, a collection of Old English poetry that explores themes of exile, loneliness, and the search for meaning.
FormElegy

Themes & More

IsolationExileNature's PowerSpiritual Journey
Imagery: Vivid descriptions of the sea and weather create a strong sense of place.Metaphor: The sea is a metaphor for life's challenges and spiritual journey.Alliteration: Repeated consonant sounds enhance the musical quality of the poem.Personification: The sea and weather are given human-like qualities, emphasizing their power.