Yet, its immediate pleasure keeps them embracing it. They “vain[ly]” regret their “dead black years” because they realize they would have it no other way. Addicted, as they are, to the silence, their regret for being together all these unhappy years serves only to placate their own misgivings at never having tried to escape their societally obligated misery. Too fearful, they lay “like sculptured effigies. . . wishing for the sword that severs all,” that is, death. “Modern love” keeps them as frozen, unchanging, and despondent as a tomb’s effigies, constrained and forced to go on together too long. Indeed, this sentiment is reinforced by the format, looking back, of the poem as a whole. Built like a sonnet, a constrained medium built to show love, but continuing on two lines longer than a sonnet conventionally does, and without the resolving couplet or a volta, this poem, in its very structure, shows the constraint and stagnation apparent to Meredith in “modern
Yet, its immediate pleasure keeps them embracing it. They “vain[ly]” regret their “dead black years” because they realize they would have it no other way. Addicted, as they are, to the silence, their regret for being together all these unhappy years serves only to placate their own misgivings at never having tried to escape their societally obligated misery. Too fearful, they lay “like sculptured effigies. . . wishing for the sword that severs all,” that is, death. “Modern love” keeps them as frozen, unchanging, and despondent as a tomb’s effigies, constrained and forced to go on together too long. Indeed, this sentiment is reinforced by the format, looking back, of the poem as a whole. Built like a sonnet, a constrained medium built to show love, but continuing on two lines longer than a sonnet conventionally does, and without the resolving couplet or a volta, this poem, in its very structure, shows the constraint and stagnation apparent to Meredith in “modern