Perhaps, recalls the Man
Just measuring unconsciousness
The Sea and Spar between.
To fail within a Chance —
How terribler a thing
Than perish from the Chance's list
Before the Perishing!
-F927, J879, sheet 14, 1865
In the first stanza I see a man who is in a shipwreck and is holding onto the spar (the mast), about to go under. This might be the end he thinks. He’s measuring how long it will be until he loses consciousness. Each second could “Perhaps" be his last. But maybe there's still hope?
The second stanza is where the philosophical heft of the poem comes in:
To fail within a Chance —
How terribler a thing
To die while there is still a chance of survival is more terrible...
Than perish from the Chance's list
Before the Perishing!
To be on "Chance's list" means you're still among those who might survive, so to "perish from Chance's list" means possibility has ended. In other words, it is worse to die while still having a chance to live than to be doomed from the start.
To return to the metaphor of the sailor drowning: if he is going to die anyway, it would've been easier to go down with the ship than to stay alive a little longer struggling to live, dying of thirst or exposure, which are fates worse than drowning.
This metaphor could apply to love, or even faith. I think this poem can be seen as an examination of hope. The cruelty lies in being suspended between hope and loss. Hope is "terribler" because possibility intensifies suffering. If survival remains possible and you still lose, the loss feels more painful because hope was present until the end. The most agonizing thing is not certain death, but the uncertainty of whether you might still survive.
This metaphor could apply to love, or even faith. I think this poem can be seen as an examination of hope. The cruelty lies in being suspended between hope and loss. Hope is "terribler" because possibility intensifies suffering. If survival remains possible and you still lose, the loss feels more painful because hope was present until the end. The most agonizing thing is not certain death, but the uncertainty of whether you might still survive.
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here" it says on the doorway to hell in Dante's Inferno. But Dickinson might have hung a sign on hell's exit. "Abandon all hope, ye who exit here."
"Be Mine the Doom" she says in F919.
I think if you read the poem backwards, you arrive again at that first line, "Each second is the last." That line, by itself, is powerful. There is no hope for the future in this line, but there is great emphasis on the present.
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Alfred Guillou, "Adieu", 1892
If I’m getting this reference right, Emily is identifying here with the witch of Endor; a medium who reveals the future (Saul's doom), no matter how uncomfortable this truth may be. The witch is working in opposition to Yahweh, but not, we note, without compassion for Saul. She feeds and comforts him.
P.P.S. I'm not sure I agree that hope is "terribler." Hope may intensify the pain, but it also motivates the struggle for survival. It can keep you alive. Things do, often, get better.
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