In stanzas one through three Collins’ tone is reminiscent; he looks back on “How exhilarating it was to march along the great boulevards in the sunflash of trumpets.” This marks the prime of his life, where everything seemed to be beautiful, natural, and ideal. Stanza four marks the shift from a reminiscent tone to a dismal tone. He realizes how life is becoming less and less free, and how there isn’t time to “rest on a wayside bench” or “study a bird on a branch.” He becomes obsessed with the inevitability of death, referring to it as “cliffs of mortality” and stepping “off the sharp lip into space.” Collins seems to be aware of where his life is headed and is feeling forced into this position- the young people are shoving him toward old age, and eldest generation seems to be desperate for his generation to overtake their generation as the oldest. As a united generation, “the old are tugging us forward, pulling on our arms with all their feeble
In stanzas one through three Collins’ tone is reminiscent; he looks back on “How exhilarating it was to march along the great boulevards in the sunflash of trumpets.” This marks the prime of his life, where everything seemed to be beautiful, natural, and ideal. Stanza four marks the shift from a reminiscent tone to a dismal tone. He realizes how life is becoming less and less free, and how there isn’t time to “rest on a wayside bench” or “study a bird on a branch.” He becomes obsessed with the inevitability of death, referring to it as “cliffs of mortality” and stepping “off the sharp lip into space.” Collins seems to be aware of where his life is headed and is feeling forced into this position- the young people are shoving him toward old age, and eldest generation seems to be desperate for his generation to overtake their generation as the oldest. As a united generation, “the old are tugging us forward, pulling on our arms with all their feeble