I really didn't remember how heavy-handed this play is in promoting O'Neill's socialism, but I thoroughly enjoyed reading it again. This is a perfect representation of his inability to fit into society. Down the Stokehole Yank and the firemen are hard at work when Mildred visits in her pure white gown. And they were afraid to take the chance that I might be lying. All are hairy- chested, with long arms of tremendous power, and low, receding brows above their small, fierce, resentful eyes.
If you'd seen the endearin' look on her pale mug when she shrivelled away with her hands over her eyes to shut out the sight of him! Dey've looked at youse, ain't dey--in a cage? It's about this lower class guy who is working in the iron smelting place and then in comes this lady from the upper class coming for a tour of the place and he scares her off. She robbed me aslape-- To hell with 'em all! Yuh lousey, stinkin', yellow mut of a Catholic-moiderin' bastard! I'll drive yer teet' down yer troat! And, after all, you must confess you like that better. You can help us out by revising, improving and updating this section. Nearly all the men are drunk. Industrialization, which was growing by leaps and bounds when O'Neill wrote the play, is also thematically important.
And nix on nobody else carin'. I'll show her if she tinks she--She grinds de organ and I'm on de string, huh? Look at me, why don't youse dare? We'd be sailing out, bound down round the Horn maybe. It also tells you how you may distribute copies of this etext if you want to. Give yuh the double-cross, huh? There's your ape stuff again. From overhead the whistle sounds again in a long, angry, insistent command. Dat was pretty, too--all red and pink and green. Long leaves and Yank punches a gentleman in the face.
Or else dey bot' jumped on me for somep'n. Still fuming, Yank turns to face Mildred. He never could hold up his end. The other firemen hold him back, but his anger doesn't calm. Yuh could eat a fried egg offen it. An eye shade casts his face into shadows.
I mean blow up de factory, de woiks, where he makes de steel. Once the reader gets to Scene 5 they find Yank and Long on the corner of a street in New York City. All this happens quickly while the men have their backs turned. I hit him smash in yaw, py Gott! It is followed by a general uproar of hard, barking laughter. Be as artificial as you are, I advise.
Yuh'll be passin' de hat to me next. You'll get some action then. They are almost constantly arguing. Come down and I'll knock yer brains out! Back in the forecastle, Yank and his coworkers have just come back from dinner. He's old and don't belong no more. Well, you dirty spy, you rotten agent provocator, you can go back and tell whatever skunk is paying you blood-money for betraying your brothers that he's wasting his coin.
Dis was a new kind of skoit. But would that my millions were not so anemically chaste! The white wings got some job sweepin' dis up. Please be encouraged to send us error messages even years after the official publication date. De Brooklyn waterfront, dat was where I was dragged up. Sure, you worked under the sky and 'twas work wid skill and daring to it. When you spit, it bounces! The gorilla rattles the bars of his cage and snarls. Cost you half a dollar.
Hit's them's ter blame--the damned capitalist clarss! It all goes dead, get me? We belong and dey don't. Yuh can't tink, can yuh? These later characters are what give me the most trouble with the play. I'm de ting in coal dat makes it boin; I'm steam and oil for de engines; I'm de ting in noise dat makes yuh hear it; I'm smoke and express trains and steamers and factory whistles; I'm de ting in gold dat makes it money! And it was during that time spent aboard ship that word arrived concerning the fate of one his fellow crewmembers from a previous voyage. Scene by Scene Synopsis The play is divided into 8 scenes. The ceiling crushes down upon the men's heads. No, I mean the stokehole.
Got anyting on for to-night? But, he is soon thrown out as the leader of the group suspects Yank of being a spy for the government. Jenkins--the First--he's a rotten swine-- And the coppers nabbed him--and I run-- I like peer better. This is perhaps because he understands that he is not in a position of power. It takes a man to work in hell. . She is a type even to the point of a double chin and lorgnettes.
Then, too, he represents to them a self-expression, the very last word in what they are, their most highly developed individual. And she gives 'er orders as 'ow she wants to see the bloody animals below decks and down they takes 'er! The lines of bunks, the uprights supporting them, cross each other like the steel framework of a cage. Where d'yuh get dat tripe? I wished it'd knocked her block off! Slip me de inside dope, de information right from de stable--where do I get off at, huh? Yank only begins to realize his low station when a society girl comes to visit The protagonist of this expressionist play is a man named Yank, a member of the working class proletariat who wants to achieve self-fulfillment, which means getting the girl, living the American dream, becoming wealthy, comfortable and most of all socially successful among the dominant class. All dis gives me a pain. He feels himself insulted in some unknown fashion in the very heart of his pride. Yank visits the local I.