19 pages • 38 minutes read
Thomas HardyA modern alternative to SparkNotes and CliffsNotes, SuperSummary offers high-quality Study Guides with detailed chapter summaries and analysis of major themes, characters, and more.
Because Hardy elected not to specify the conflict that serves as the occasion for his poem, the poem stands as an indictment not of a specific war or battle but of war in general. It’s notable that the speaker is not a man of power, like a general or politician, but a commoner who has joined the war for lack of employment. In having a simple infantry soldier as the speaker, the poem captures the ground-level confusion of a man who was compelled to kill and is struggling to process why he was required to do something so heinous. Unlike the powerful, who have something to gain from war, the speaker and his victim are engaged in an unnecessary battle for survival, highlighting the theme of war’s pointlessness.
The poem offers no grand picture nor great crusade feeling to the battlefield encounter—just the close proximity of two ordinary men on a patch of the battlefield. The speaker is left with the nagging feeling that in killing that man, that “foe” (and Hardy’s argument compels putting the word in quotes), he has secured no great sense of heroics nor any sense that the killing served any purpose. The foe shot at him, so he shot back; his foe missed, but he did not—it all seems so random, so much short of the grandiose tactics and sweeping battle plans that glorify war. And tomorrow, when this unsettling reality hangs about the infantry soldier’s attempts to understand the implications of the killing, he will be back in the same harrowing consequence-free battle-scape—shooting and being shot at—on and on and on. Nothing is achieved by killing the enemy; nothing is gained by saving the speaker. In this, Hardy anticipates the provocative and always ironic search for some kind of cosmic meaning conducted a generation later by the self-styled existential Modernists. This sentence is a good one to demonstrate how his writing needs to be simplified and better structured away from run-on sentences and confusing syntax.
The infantry soldier who delivers the poem reveals at key points in the second and third stanzas that he must keep reminding himself that those soldiers arranged across the battlefield are his foe, and that he has bought into his country’s message. There is nothing personal in his killing of the soldier. In reflecting on his horror over what he did, he takes refuge in the logic and vocabulary of his own nation’s amped-up propaganda machine, which, as these machines must inevitably do, distorts the soldiers of the other side into enemy threats.
The speaker has been sold on a xenophobic vision in which there are the good guys in the encampment all around him, and across the pitched battlefield are the bad guys, his foes: “I shot him dead because— / Because he was my foe / Just so: my foe, of course he was” (Lines 9-11). What is revealing here is the speaker’s use of the first-person possessive pronoun “my,” thereby assuming the persona of his own country, as the stranger he killed is hardly his personal enemy. In signing up for military service, which he admits was more out an economic necessity than a patriotic commitment, the speaker considers how, by the logic of patriotism, his country’s enemy somehow now becomes his foe. His reflections reveal the subtle power of cultural indoctrination, and the dark energy of xenophobia at the psychological center of war propaganda.
Despite Hardy’s reputation for pessimism and for a darkly ironic sense of humanity’s potential for moral action (which reportedly cost him a Nobel Prize, an award designated to celebrate the ideals of humanity), the poem reveals a speaker in conflict with what he thinks he should believe (or what his country thinks he should believe) and what he actually believes. He is no killing machine. Despite the obvious—the other soldier tried to kill him—the speaker cannot entirely shake the guilt over his action.
His fierce internal debate over the righteousness of this killing reveals his own natural inclination to empathy and generosity. Had he met that soldier he shot dead in some bar, he would have gladly and without reflection bought him a round of drinks and maybe, should he be down on his luck, offered a quick floater, a friendly loan just to tide him over. He feels empathy for the man he killed, wondering whether he enlisted for the same reasons he did, not patriotic zeal but rather poverty, unemployment, and a decided lack of alternative expectations.
The poem engages with the tension between the speaker’s natural inclination toward charity, trust, open-mindedness, and empathy, and how that basic goodness is so easily manipulated. Hardy reveals how propaganda can twist an ordinary man’s good intentions enough to place him in battlefield situations where he cannot be what he is but must instead be what his government tells him to be to survive. People, Hardy’s poem argues, are essentially good. Their governments? Not so much.
By Thomas Hardy
African History
View Collection
British Literature
View Collection
Class
View Collection
Class
View Collection
Colonialism & Postcolonialism
View Collection
European History
View Collection
Memorial Day Reads
View Collection
Military Reads
View Collection
Psychology
View Collection
Sexual Harassment & Violence
View Collection
Victorian Literature
View Collection
Victorian Literature / Period
View Collection
War
View Collection