Can you please summerise the Poem No 16 from Tennyson's IN MEMORIAM? XVIWhat words are these have falle'n from me? Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast,Or sorrow such a changeling be?Or cloth she only seem to take The touch of change in calm or storm; But knows no more of transient formIn her deep self, than some dead lakeThat holds the shadow of a lark Hung in the shadow of a heaven? Or has the shock, so harshly given,Confused me like the unhappy barkThat strikes by night a craggy shelf, And staggers blindly ere she sink? And stunn'd me from my power to thinkAnd all my knowledge of myself;And made me that delirious man Whose fancy fuses old and new, And flashes into false and true,And mingles all without a plan? It will be helpful if you kindly give me a stanza wise summery & analysis.
What the speaker in this poem is saying is that he has essentially gone crazy from grief. He is wondering how grief can make him feel so many different ways all at the same time. His sorrow has shaken him to the core and he no longer has any real sense of who he is or what he is doing.
He wonders how he can be both calm and completely agitated at the same time.
He wonders if sorrow really does not have just one form, but many.
He wonders if what has really happened is that his sorrow has treated him like a ship that has hit rocks and is just staggering around aimlessly, about to sink.
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