Tuesday 28 January 2020

'Joy and Woe are Woven Fine' by William Blake

          The poem 'Joy and Woe are Woven Fine' was written by William Blake.  He was a poet, painter and printmaker during  the romantic era of England.

         The central theme of the poem is about the vicissitudes of the life. From which one can't escape as both are part and parcel of the wonderful life. 

                Joy and woe are woven fine,
             A clothing for the soul divine;
                Under every grief and pine
              Runs a joy with silken twine,
                  It is right it should be so;
           Man was made for joy and woe;
           And when this we rightly know,
           Safely through the world we go.  

          In this short poem, poet compares joy and woe with the woven cloth. Same way in life also these both things are necessary as both are dependent on each other ! Because in life everything is temporary, nothing is permanent.  That's why poet calls it as the cloth of eternal soul. Which has the divine power.

        There is uncertainties in the life. As we know that everything is going to vanish in the dust,  same way, at one level, there might be full grief, here grief helps person to listen his conscience, which ultimately turns into motivation and leads towards the happiness. For that poet gives the symbol of silken twine. 



       At the end of the poem, poet convinces the reader that and that's how life is all about.  Once person understands the path of a life, he never gets frustrated with the life.  Which helps him in living the better, simple life.
      Thus in conclusion we can say that poet tries to provide the philosophical meaning of the life. One should prepare himself for the every situation,  which is going to come in his life. Many times people just keep thinking about the worst situations,  but rather he or she should have started finding the root of a problem. As Every Cloud has a silver lining !


     
       
     


         



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