The poem "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" is an elegy in name but not in form. The whole style and theme of the poem is like of that contemporary odes. It also embodies the meditation on death and as well as the remembrance of death. The trees, beetles, flower, pastures are talking about life. These dispel the word "grave" from mentioning it. Sunset, on the other hand, symbolizes the end
Explanation:
The most obvious and important theme of the poem is 'death'.
The poem starts with varied types of imaging that continue until the fourth textual matter wherever grey mentions the graves for the first<span> time.
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All the imaging<span> describing the atmosphere </span>and also the setting<span> of the waning day, symbolize the transient nature of life and </span>additional<span> the stanzas emphasize </span>foregone conclusion<span> and </span>duration<span> of death.</span>
<span>So the poem's tone is of gloom and </span>disappointment<span> with the Epitaph of the speaker at </span>the top<span>, adding to the mundane </span>feeling<span> of the </span>poem<span>.</span>
<span>A hero is known as someone with admirable
characteristics, brave personality and for most of us, a hero is someone who
has super powers. We can all be heroes it’s just that we need to discover it
within us. Being a hero does not mean you need to have super powers. You can be
a hero to yourself, to someone, to everyone by just showing kindness, spreading
love and doing things that can influence people in a good way. The hero within
you is just being you. </span>
The answer is the first one.
In "Writers often disavow the notion of a 'literary duty'" the author conveys a somewhat condescending attitude, as if they would always follow this and set aside anyone who said otherwise. This attitude says the author is looking down on them, and that the author believes that many authors do not meet their standards.
Another answer I would consider is "...writers ruined by their shrill commitments." However, there is no context or clear tone. The author could be mournful of the lost potential for all we know.
