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Dylan Thomas Fern Hill
Early Life • Dylan Thomas was born in the coastal city of Swansea, Wales on October 27, 1914 • His father David was a writer and possessed a degree in English, brought his son up to speak English rather than Thomas's mother's native language, Welsh • He had one sister, Nancy, who was eight years old when he was born. • Thomas was unable to actively fight in World War II because he was considered too frail, however he still served the war effort by writing scripts for government propaganda
Marriage • In 1937, Thomas married Caitlin MacNamara and would have three children with her • There were affairs and rumors of affairs on both sides; Caitlin had an affair with Augustus John before, and quite possibly after, she married Thomas • It is widely suspected that Dylan's tumultuous personal life was a direct result of his frequent and heavy abuse of Beefeater Gin.
Alcoholism & Death • Thomas liked to boast about his drinking. He was known to comment, "An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do." • He collapsed on November 9, 1953 at the White Horse Tavern, in Greenwich Village, Manhattan after drinking heavily while on a promotional speaking tour; Thomas later died at St. Vincent's Hospital • The primary cause of his death is recorded as pneumonia, with pressure on the brain and a fatty liver given as contributing factors. • His last words, according to Jack Heliker, were: "After 39 years, this is all I've done."
Fern Hill Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley Down the rivers of the windfall light. And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, In the sun that is young once only, Time let me play and be Golden in the mercy of his means, And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams. All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air And playing, lovely and watery And fire green as grass. And nightly under the simple stars As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars Flying with the ricks, and the horses Flashing into the dark.
And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all Shining, it was Adam and maiden, The sky gathered again And the sun grew round that very day. So it must have been after the birth of the simple light In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm Out of the whinnying green stable On to the fields of praise. And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay house Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, In the sun born over and over, I ran my heedless ways, My wishes raced through the house high hay And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs Before the children green and golden Follow him out of grace. Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, In the moon that is always rising, Nor that riding to sleep I should hear him fly with the high fields And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
Fern Hill Analysis •
First Verse Paragraph- The first verse paragraph introduces the speaker and his take on his memory of how he was back in those days of his youth. In addition to being “young and easy,” the speaker seemed to have a control over his environment: he was “honored among wagons, “he was “prince of the apple towns,” and he “lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley.” He easily moved through this beautiful country setting as if he owned everything
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Second Verse Paragraph-The second paragraph the speaker introduces the concept of time, which he personifies, claiming that it was time that allowed him to enjoy his regal activities as a young farm boy who was also “huntsman and herdsman”: “Time let me play and be / Golden in the mercy of his means.” In this paragraph, the speaker pays homage to divinity by observing that “the sabbath rang slowly / In the pebbles of the holy streams.”
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Third Verse Paragraph- The third paragraph offers more description of his farm: “the hay Fields high as the house,”” “and the horses Flashing into the dark.” The speaker refers to falling asleep as riding to sleep: “As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away.” While falling asleep, he could hear the owls whose cries seemed to lull him away from the farm.
Analysis Continued •
Fourth and Fifth Verse Paragraphs- The fourth and fifth paragraphs continue tracing the memories of how charming the speaker’s surroundings were and what a good time he had every day. As he awakened each morning, it was as if the farm was bringing back to him a Garden of Eden, where everything seemed new again: “it was all Shining, it was Adam and maiden.” He even claims that it must have been this way when God first created creation, and “the spellbound horses walking warm Out of the whinnying green stable On to the fields of praise.” And he was “happy as the heart was long, In the sun born over and over, I ran my heedless ways.” Again he emphasizes his carefree attitude.
Sixth Verse Paragraph- In the final paragraph, the speaker demonstrates what he has since learned about being “green,” “easy,” “heedless.”He did not realize that at the time or else he just did not pay attention that while time was allowing him this space to be carefree, that same commodity of time was running out. As the speaker has realized this as an adult, he still retains the beautiful memory that even though “Time held me green and dying,” still because of youth, he can claim that “I sang in my chains like the sea.”
The Beach Our Poem
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Sitting on the beach on that dark night, with clear skys and bright stars. Watching the waves crash to shore with the moon light shining down. Nothing is more relaxing or peaceful, you feel like the whole world stops. Feeling the sand beneath your toes, and the wind blowing through your hair, You can’t help but have a smile on your face. Looking out over the ocean you see lights, and seeing the boats pass by. This is a picture perfect memory, not wanting to leave, you are so relaxed Just listening to the waves crashing and complete silence, you are at a calm state of mind, the only place you want to be!
Questions? • How does Dylan Thomas’s life influence Fern Hill? • When does he use repetition in the poem?
Answers! • He talks about his childhood and how it was “young and easy” • When he explains that the world is green and golden. They are the only two colors he describes everything with
Early Life • Dylan Thomas was born in the coastal city of Swansea, Wales on October 27, 1914 • His father David was a writer and possessed a degree in English, brought his son up to speak English rather than Thomas's mother's native language, Welsh • He had one sister, Nancy, who was eight years old when he was born. • Thomas was unable to actively fight in World War II because he was considered too frail, however he still served the war effort by writing scripts for government propaganda
Marriage • In 1937, Thomas married Caitlin MacNamara and would have three children with her • There were affairs and rumors of affairs on both sides; Caitlin had an affair with Augustus John before, and quite possibly after, she married Thomas • It is widely suspected that Dylan's tumultuous personal life was a direct result of his frequent and heavy abuse of Beefeater Gin.
Alcoholism & Death • Thomas liked to boast about his drinking. He was known to comment, "An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do." • He collapsed on November 9, 1953 at the White Horse Tavern, in Greenwich Village, Manhattan after drinking heavily while on a promotional speaking tour; Thomas later died at St. Vincent's Hospital • The primary cause of his death is recorded as pneumonia, with pressure on the brain and a fatty liver given as contributing factors. • His last words, according to Jack Heliker, were: "After 39 years, this is all I've done."
Fern Hill Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley Down the rivers of the windfall light. And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, In the sun that is young once only, Time let me play and be Golden in the mercy of his means, And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams. All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air And playing, lovely and watery And fire green as grass. And nightly under the simple stars As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars Flying with the ricks, and the horses Flashing into the dark.
And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all Shining, it was Adam and maiden, The sky gathered again And the sun grew round that very day. So it must have been after the birth of the simple light In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm Out of the whinnying green stable On to the fields of praise. And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay house Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, In the sun born over and over, I ran my heedless ways, My wishes raced through the house high hay And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs Before the children green and golden Follow him out of grace. Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, In the moon that is always rising, Nor that riding to sleep I should hear him fly with the high fields And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
Fern Hill Analysis •
First Verse Paragraph- The first verse paragraph introduces the speaker and his take on his memory of how he was back in those days of his youth. In addition to being “young and easy,” the speaker seemed to have a control over his environment: he was “honored among wagons, “he was “prince of the apple towns,” and he “lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley.” He easily moved through this beautiful country setting as if he owned everything
•
Second Verse Paragraph-The second paragraph the speaker introduces the concept of time, which he personifies, claiming that it was time that allowed him to enjoy his regal activities as a young farm boy who was also “huntsman and herdsman”: “Time let me play and be / Golden in the mercy of his means.” In this paragraph, the speaker pays homage to divinity by observing that “the sabbath rang slowly / In the pebbles of the holy streams.”
•
Third Verse Paragraph- The third paragraph offers more description of his farm: “the hay Fields high as the house,”” “and the horses Flashing into the dark.” The speaker refers to falling asleep as riding to sleep: “As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away.” While falling asleep, he could hear the owls whose cries seemed to lull him away from the farm.
Analysis Continued •
Fourth and Fifth Verse Paragraphs- The fourth and fifth paragraphs continue tracing the memories of how charming the speaker’s surroundings were and what a good time he had every day. As he awakened each morning, it was as if the farm was bringing back to him a Garden of Eden, where everything seemed new again: “it was all Shining, it was Adam and maiden.” He even claims that it must have been this way when God first created creation, and “the spellbound horses walking warm Out of the whinnying green stable On to the fields of praise.” And he was “happy as the heart was long, In the sun born over and over, I ran my heedless ways.” Again he emphasizes his carefree attitude.
Sixth Verse Paragraph- In the final paragraph, the speaker demonstrates what he has since learned about being “green,” “easy,” “heedless.”He did not realize that at the time or else he just did not pay attention that while time was allowing him this space to be carefree, that same commodity of time was running out. As the speaker has realized this as an adult, he still retains the beautiful memory that even though “Time held me green and dying,” still because of youth, he can claim that “I sang in my chains like the sea.”
The Beach Our Poem
•
Sitting on the beach on that dark night, with clear skys and bright stars. Watching the waves crash to shore with the moon light shining down. Nothing is more relaxing or peaceful, you feel like the whole world stops. Feeling the sand beneath your toes, and the wind blowing through your hair, You can’t help but have a smile on your face. Looking out over the ocean you see lights, and seeing the boats pass by. This is a picture perfect memory, not wanting to leave, you are so relaxed Just listening to the waves crashing and complete silence, you are at a calm state of mind, the only place you want to be!
Questions? • How does Dylan Thomas’s life influence Fern Hill? • When does he use repetition in the poem?
Answers! • He talks about his childhood and how it was “young and easy” • When he explains that the world is green and golden. They are the only two colors he describes everything with
