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Claude McKay, "If We Must Die" (1919) If we must die, let it not be like hogs. Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed. In vain; then even the monsters we defy.
When McKay wrote “If We Must Die” in 1919, he was likely responding—at least in part—to race-based violence that took place in many American cities during the summer of that year. Following the end of World War I, as veterans returned home and reintegrated into social and economic life, competition for work quickly led to worsening ...
One of the central themes of “If We Must Die” relates to the dehumanizing effects of subjugation. The speaker introduces this powerful theme in the sonnet’s opening quatrain, where he describes himself and his compatriots as being “like hogs” who have been “hunted and penned in an inglorious spot” (lines 2–3). To be treated like ...
In our final lesson on the poem 'If We Must Die', we will bring together everything we have learnt to produce an essay in response to the poem. We will try to answer the question: 'How does McKay challenge oppression in his poem 'If We Must Die'? This content is made available by Oak National Academy Limited and its partners and licensed under ...
In this lesson, we will meet the poem 'If We Must Die' for the first time. We will explore our first impressions of this powerful writing from the poet Claude McKay and learn more about what it means to study poetry. This content is made available by Oak National Academy Limited and its partners and licensed under Oak’s terms & conditions ...
If we must die, let it not be like hogs. Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursèd lot. The speaker opens the poem with this quatrain (lines 1–4), which introduces the sonnet’s central conflict between the speaker and his compatriots on the one hand, and their ...
If We Must Die. Claude McKay. If we must die—let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die—oh, let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be cons...
