It's called "Caliban At Sunset".' 'What at sunset?' 'Caliban.' He cleared his throat, and began: I stood with a man Watching the sun go down. The air was full of murmurous summer scents And a brave breeze sang like a bugle From a sky that smouldered in the west, A sky of crimson, amethyst and gold and sepia And blue as blue as were the eyes of Helen When she sat Gazing from some high tower in Ilium Upon the Grecian tents darkling below. And he, This man who stood beside me, Gaped like some dull, half-witted animal And said, 'I say, Doesn't that sunset remind you Of a slice Of underdone roast beef?' He
The excerpt titled "Caliban At Sunset" captures a moment where the narrator describes a beautiful sunset with vibrant colors and a gentle breeze, evoking a sense of wonder and appreciation for nature. As he stands with another man, the scene becomes even more striking as it contrasts the narrator's deep observation with the other man's crude, simplistic reaction. Comparing the majestic sunset to a slice of undercooked roast beef showcases a disconnect between the two characters' perspectives on beauty and art.
This interaction highlights the humorous and often absurd contrasts found in P.G. Wodehouse's writing, particularly in "Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit." The narrator appreciates the sunset's complexity and beauty, while his companion's response demonstrates a lack of understanding and appreciation for the finer things in life, illustrating the comedic disparity between different ways of perceiving the world.
