Detailed close reading E. M. Forster, A Passage to India (1924) Essay

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1. Give a detailed close reading of the following passage, discussing the language, imagery, and structure of the prose. ALSO, briefly consider the significance of the extract or passage in the text as a whole. Passage from From E. M. Forster, A Passage to India (1924), Chapter XXXVII: Aziz refused to reply. He didn’t want to meet Stella and Ralph again, knew they didn’t want to meet him, was incurious about their secrets, and felt good old Cyril to be a bit clumsy. Something – not a sight, but a sound – flitted past him, and caused him to reread his letter to Miss Quested. Hadn’t he wanted to say something else to her? Taking out his pen, he added, ‘For my own part, I shall henceforth connect you with the name that is very sacred in my mind, namely Mrs Moore.’ When he had finished, the mirror of the scenery was shattered, the meadow disintegrated into butterflies. A poem about Mecca – the Caaba of Union – the thorn-bushes where pilgrims die before they have seen the Friend – they flitted next; he thought of his wife; and then the whole semi-mystic, semisensuous overturn, so characteristic of his spiritual life, came to an end like a landslip and rested in its due place, and he found himself riding in the jungle with his dear Cyril. ‘Oh, shut up,’ he said. ‘Don’t spoil our last hour with foolish questions. Leave Krishna alone, and talk about something sensible.’ They did. All the way back to Mau they wrangled about politics. Each had hardened since Chandrapore, and a good knock-about proved enjoyable. They trusted each other, although they were going to part, perhaps because they were going to part. Fielding had ‘no further use for politeness,’ he said, meaning that the British Empire really can’t be abolished because it’s rude. Aziz retorted, ‘Very well, and we have no use for you,’ and glared at him with abstract hate. Fielding said, ‘Away from us, Indians go to seed at once. Look at the King-Emperor High School! Look at you, forgetting your medicine and going back to charms. Look at your poems.’ – ‘Jolly good poems, I’m getting published Bombay side.’ – ‘Yes, and what do they say? Free our women and India will be free. Try it, my lad. Free your own lady in the first place, and see who’ll wash Ahmed, Karim and Jamila’s faces. A nice situation!’ Aziz grew more excited. He rose in his stirrups and pulled at his horse’s head in the hope it would rear. Then he should feel in a battle. He cried, ‘Clear out, all you Turtons and Burtons. We wanted to know you ten years back – now it’s too late. If we see you and sit on your committees, it’s for political reasons, don’t you make any mistake.’ His horse did rear. ‘Clear out, clear out, I say. Why are we put to so much suffering? We used to blame you, now we blame ourselves, we grow wiser. Until England is in difficulties we keep silent, but in the next European war – aha, aha! Then is our time.’ He paused, and the scenery, though it smiled, fell like a gravestone on any human hope.