Argument For Suicide Poem by William Wordsworth

The things worth living for.... thanks for posting...

Too many spend their lives idly without focus or aim. Why? It matters not a bit. Not one bit. It is not for any of us to decide the fate of someone outside of ourselves. But each of us need decide why it is we live, and should we fail to find sufficient reason then the option of suicide is real and valid. If you have no reason to live it is no one else's fault, don't lash out, look within. Can misery be your friend? My paraphrase of Wordsworth's Argument.

Magic circles! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Excellent write. It reflects the concept and the act of suicide in graphic detail. But the following words bring out the same quite figuratively. Thanks a lot PH, for sharing it. .... life- till we have learned / To prize it less, we ne'er shall learn to prize / The things worth living for.

life has problems solve it

Such a powerful poem, and unexpected in that era - he has such a handle on life, especially in the last the last few lines -

I can appreciate his perspective, and as a physician can certainly empathize with those to whom death calls as a refuge from the pain of life. However, the examples he offers are situations that are dynamic- potentially malleable to a degree by the sufferer's fellow man. Poverty, war, debt- certainly these are not unchangeable circumstances. I suppose I am suggesting that in these types of circumstances we as a society have an obligation to not allow suicide to be the easy option. In cases of terminal illness with intractable pain- well, that's another argument altogether. Beautifully written, of course- allowing a man to die inch by inch....so profoundly condemning....

strange it is... Suicide is never the best option. It is better to confront our problems. sylva

magic circles drawn round the thing called life Beautiful conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.

And most fantastic are the magic circles Drawn round the thing called life- till we have learned To prize it less, we ne'er shall learn to prize The things worth living for.- William Wordsworth has been my favourite poet right from the days when we studied The Daffodils in school and recited it over and over again. But this poem- Argument for Suicide is an intense poem bordered with deep philosophy. The perception we have towards life is sometimes so strange. The poet leaves us with a mind full of queries as to the worth of things that we live for or is it the worthiness of life itself? Suicide and misery!