The Tired Worker

O whisper, O my soul! The afternoonIs waning into evening, whisper soft! Peace, Omy rebel heart! for soon the moon From out its misty veil will swing aloft! Be patient, weary body, soon the night Will wrap thee gently in her sable sheet, And with a leaden sigh thou wilt invite To rest thy tired hands and aching feet. The wretched day was theirs, the night is mine; Come tender sleep, and fold me to thy breast. But what steals out the gray clouds like red wine? O dawn! O dreaded dawn! Olet me rest, weary my veins, my brain, my life! Have pity!No! Once again the harsh, the ugly city. Analysis a.The allusion being used in this poem were that he talks about how tired he wasand how he cant wait to go home in his bed under his sheets so that he can sleep. b.A tone word for this poem is exhausted because in the poem Claude McKay talks about how he works so hard and is exhausted, so he just wants to go to sleep in his bed. c.The figurative language in this poem is a simile when he says But what steals out the gray clouds like red wine? And he is comparing the clouds to wine". d.The theme is that work comes first then you get to do other things, which was in his case sleep. e.My interpretation of the poem is that there is this man that is a hardworkingand is eagerly waiting to go home to sleep in his bed.