Presentation on theme: "Characters Mr. Jarvis Lorry (Passenger) Jerry Cruncher (Messenger) The Voice in the Dream Two other passengers Setting Mail coach traveling from London."— Presentation transcript:
Characters Mr. Jarvis Lorry (Passenger) Jerry Cruncher (Messenger) The Voice in the Dream Two other passengers Setting Mail coach traveling from London to Dover.
Begins with narrator commenting on the mysteries that lie in all towns, individual homes, and in human beings themselves that are never revealed. The passengers in the mail coach serve as good examples of this secretive nature. They each have mysteries so deep that they might as well be in separate coaches miles apart from one another. The messenger is described as having the “same possessions as the King…”,with the same amount of mysteries, and keeps to himself as he makes various stops along his ride. Shadows created from the darkness of night are viewed by the messenger as well as the three passengers. The passenger (Mr. Lorry) dreams of walking through Tellson’s Bank and thinks about how he will soon “…dig some one out of a grave”. Lorry talks to a “spectre” in a dream through “imaginary discourse” (17). Lorry comments that 18 years is a long time to be buried alive.
Personification: “Something of awfulness, even of Death itself, is referable to this” (15). ~Death is capitalized as a proper noun and is being “referred to” as a person would. Parallelism: “No more can I turn the leaves of this dear book that I loved…No more can I look into the depths of this unfathomable water...” (15). ~Balance of the phrase “no more” twice to show that both instances are of equal importance. Juxtaposition: “…they differed principally in the passions they expressed, and in the ghastliness of their worn and wasted state.” (17) ~Passion usually indicates life or vivacity, while ghastliness indicates weariness or death. These two are placed within the same sentence for contrast and emotional effect. Symbolism: The vaults at Tellson’s Bank could be symbolic of the mysteries each of us store within ourselves, never reveling.