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2016-2017DIRECTIONS:Foreachpoeminthepacket,completethefollowingsteps.STEP1: Readandannotatethepoemusingthe#123SPLITTmethod.STEP2: Drawthepoem.STEP3: Paraphrasethepoemin1-2sentences.STEP4: Makeconnectionstootherpoemsinthepacketbytopicortheme.

ASSESSMENT/GRADING:• Studentswithcompletedpacketsmayusethemasaresourceontimedwritingassessments.• TimedwritingassessmentswillbegradedusingtheCambridgeAS-LevelEnglishLiteraturerubric.• Listedbelowarepossibleessayquestionsthatcouldappearonthetimedwritingassessment:

1. Comparewaysinwhichtwopoemsfromyourselectionexpressgrief.2. Comparewaysinwhichtwopoemsexpresspersonaldistress.3. Commentcloselyonhowthelanguageandtoneofthefollowingpoempresentthespeaker’s

experience.4. Bywhatmeans,andwithwhateffects,doesthefollowingpoemexplorelove?

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TABLEOFCONTENTS

Title Author Year PageNumber

TotheEveningStar Blake,William 3

LastLines Brontë,Emily 4

Sons,Departing Cassidy,John 5

Care-charmerSleep Daniel,Samuel 6

TheseAreTheTimesWeLiveIn Dharker,Imtiaz 7

Thisismyplay’slastscene Donne,John 8

TheUncles Goodby,John 9

TheMigrant Hendriks,ArthurLemiere 10

fromTheVanityofHumanWishes Johnson,Samuel 11

OnMyFirstDaughter Jonson,Ben 12

OdeonMelancholy Keats,John 13

Song Lewis,Alun 14

TheWhiteHouse McKay,Claude 15

Rooms Mew,Charlotte 16

EveninginParadise Milton,John 17

VerseswrittenonherDeath-bed Monck,Mary 18

fromAnEssayonCriticism Pope,Alexander 19

Idreamofyou,towake Rossetti,Christina 20

TheBorderBuilder Rumens,Carol 21

Soldier,Rest! Scott,Walter 22

Death Scott,WilliamBell 23

ToSleep Sidney,Philip 24

Amoretti,Sonnet86 Spenser,Edmund 25

Requiem Stevenson,RobertLouis 26

TheForsakenWife Thomas,Elizabeth 27

IFindnoPeace Wyatt,Thomas 28

Nowletnocharitablehope Wylie,Elinor 29ModelPoemA:Annotation&Analysis-“ThereWillComeSoftRains”bySaraTeasdale(1920) pg.30ModelPoemB:Annotation&Analysis-“OneArt”byElizabethBishop(1977) pg.31

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WilliamBlakeTotheEveningStarThoufair-hair'dangeloftheevening,

Now,whilstthesunrestsonthemountains,light

Thybrighttorchoflove;thyradiantcrown

Puton,andsmileuponoureveningbed!

Smileonourloves,andwhilethoudrawestthe

Bluecurtainsofthesky,scatterthysilverdew

Oneveryflowerthatshutsitssweeteyes

Intimelysleep.Letthywestwindsleepon

Thelake;speaksilencewiththyglimmeringeyes,

Andwashtheduskwithsilver.Soon,fullsoon,

Dostthouwithdraw;thenthewolfrageswide,

Andthenthelionglaresthroughthedunforest.

Thefleecesofourflocksarecoveredwith

Thysacreddew:protectthemwiththineinfluence.

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EmilyBrontëLastLines“ThefollowingarethelastlinesmysisterEmilyeverwrote.”

—CharlotteBrontëOcowardsoulismine,Notremblerintheworld'sstorm-troubledsphere:IseeHeaven'sgloriesshine,Andfaithshinesequal,armingmefromfear.OGodwithinmybreast,Almighty,ever-presentDeity!Life—thatinmehasrest,AsI—undyingLife—havepowerinThee!VainarethethousandcreedsThatmovemen'shearts:unutterablyvain;Worthlessaswitheredweeds,Oridlestfrothamidtheboundlessmain,TowakendoubtinoneHoldingsofastbythineinfinity;SosurelyanchoredonThesteadfastrockofimmortality.Withwide-embracingloveThySpiritanimateseternalyears,Pervadesandbroodsabove,Changes,sustains,dissolves,creates,andrears.Thoughearthandmanweregone,Andsunsanduniversesceasedtobe,Andthouwereleftalone,Everyexistencewouldexistinthee.ThereisnotroomforDeath,Noratomthathismightcouldrendervoid:Thou—thouartBeingandBreath,Andwhatthouartmayneverbedestroyed.

JohnCassidySons,DepartingTheywalkedawaybetweentallhedges,

theirheadsjustclearandblond

withsunlight,thehedges’darksides

sicklywithdriftsofflowers.

Theywerefacingtheseaandmiles

ofemptyair;theskyhadhigh

tornclouds,theseaitsirregular

runsandspattersofwhite.

Theydidnotlookback;thesteadiness

oftheirretreatingfootfallslapsed

inalongdiminuendo;theirline

wasstraightastheclippedprivets.

Theylookedatfourslidinggulls

alongwayup,scatteringdownfrail

complaints;theficklewindfilledin

withsoundsoftownanddistance.

Theybecamesunlitpoints;inabroad

Haphazardworldthecertainfocus.

Againsttherandompatternsofthesea

theirwalkwasone-dimensional,andfinal.


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SamuelDanielDelia45:Care-charmerSleep,sonofthesableNight

Care-charmerSleep,sonofthesableNight,

BrothertoDeath,insilentdarknessborn,

Relievemylanguish,andrestorethelight,

Withdarkforgettingofmycares,return.

Andletthedaybetimeenoughtomourn

Theshipwreckofmyill-adventur'dyouth;

Letwakingeyessufficetowailtheirscorn,

Withoutthetormentofthenight'suntruth.

Cease,dreams,theimagesofourday-desires,

Tomodelforththepassionsofthemorrow:

Neverletrisingsunapproveyouliars,

Toaddmoregrieftoaggravatemysorrow.

Stillletmesleep,embracingcloudsinvain,

Andneverwaketofeeltheday'sdisdain.


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ImtiazDharkerTheseAreTheTimesWeLiveInYouhandoveryourpassport.Helooksatyourfaceandstartsreadingyoubackwardsfromthelastpage.Youcouldbeoffended,butintheend,youdecideitmakesasmuchsenseasanythingelse,giventhetimeswelivein.Youshrinktothesizeofthebookinhishand.Youcanseehismindworking:Keepaneyeonthatname.ItcontainsaZ,anditjustmovedhouse.Thebirthmarkshiftedrecentlytoanotherarmorleg.Nothingisquitethesameasitshouldbe.Butwhatdoyouexpect?It’sasignofthetimeswelivein.Infrontofyou,heflickstothephotograph,andlooksatyoususpiciously.That’swhenyoureallyhavetolaugh.Whileyouwereflying,upintheairtheychangedyourchinandredidyourhair.Theyscrubbedoutyourmouthandrubbedoutyoureyes.Theymadeyouovercompletely.Andallthat’sleftishislookofsurprise,becauseyoudon’tmatchyourphotograph.Eventhatiscomingapart.ThepiecesarethereButtheymissedoutyourheart.Halfyourfacesplitsaway,driftsontothepageofanewspaperthat’sdatedtoday.Itrustlesasitlands.


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JohnDonneHolySonnets:Thisismyplay’slastsceneThisismyplay'slastscene,hereheavensappoint

Mypilgrimage'slastmile;andmyrace

Idly,yetquicklyrun,haththislastpace,

Myspan'slastinch,myminute'slatestpoint,

Andgluttonousdeath,willinstantlyunjoint

Mybody,andsoul,andIshallsleepaspace,

Butmy'ever-wakingpartshallseethatface,

Whosefearalreadyshakesmyeveryjoint:

Then,asmysoul,toheavenherfirstseat,takesflight,

Andearth-bornbody,intheearthshalldwell,

So,fallmysins,thatallmayhavetheirright,

Towheretheyarebred,andwouldpressme,tohell.

Imputemerighteous,thuspurgedofevil,

ForthusIleavetheworld,theflesh,anddevil.


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JohnGoodbyTheUnclesUncles,talkingthecamshaftorthegimbelconnected

toaslowlyoscillatingcrank.TheUnclesBrickell,

Swarfegakings,enseamedwithswarfandscobs,skin

measledwithgunmetalbutglisteningfaintly,loud

inthesmoke.Litheandwiryabovethelathe,millingout

acylindertoagivenbore.Uncles,pencil-stubsattheirears,

spurningink,crossingsevenslikeémigréintellectuals,

measuringinthousandthirty-secondths(scrawled

ontornfag-packets);feintingwithsliderules,racing,

butmildnotasmildsteel.Pocketscongested,always.Uncles

withdocketsforjobs,cornerstransparentwithgrease,

withalightmachineoil.Time-served,myUncles,branch-

ingoutintodoorhandles,grub-screwsandthebrassbits

thatholdthefrontofthemotorcasetotherearflange

ofthemountingpanel.Releasetab.Slightlyhardofhearing

now,theUncles,fromthedinoftheshop,slowlynodding.

Unclesin‘RedSquare’;unclesswappingtolerancegauges,

allankeys,telephonenumbers,dealsandrankcommun-

ism.Forefingersdescribingarcsandcuttingangles.White

andmilkywithcoolantsandlubricants,messoforder.Never

forgettingtoplyabroomafter.Themissinghalf-finger,not

reallymissedanylonger,justabanjo-handgonewest.My

Unclesstillmakingagoofmowerblades,ontheroad

attheirage;offeringcigarsatChristmas.Uncannyif

encounteredinvisors,overalls,confoundingnephews

indignityoftheircalling,theirepoch-stewedtea.Stand

aspooninalltheirchamferedyears,cutshortorlong.Uncles

immortalintheweldingshed,underneon,lounge

asthevastdoorsslidetoacoolbluedesk.MyUncles.


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A.L.HendriksTheMigrant

Shecouldnotrememberanythingaboutthevoyage,

Hercountryoforigin,orifsomeonehadpaidforthepassage:

Ofsuchshehadnorecollection.

Shewassureonlythatshehadtravelled;

Withoutdoubthadbeenmadewelcome.

Forawhileshebelievedshewashome,

Rootedandsecurelysettled,

Untilitwasbrokentoher

Thatinfactshewasmerelyintransit

Boundforsomeotherdestination,

Committedtocontinueelsewhere.

Thisslowrealizationsharpened,

Sheformedplanstopostponeherdeparture

Notobservinghermovementenroutetotheexit.

Whenshedid,itwaspiteoushow,saddened,

Shewentappreciablyclosertowardsit.

Eventuallyfacingtheinescapable

Shebeganreadingtravelbrochures,

(Gaudy,competitive,plentiful)

Spenttimeconsideringtheonwardjourney,

Studiedanewlanguage,

Stuffedherbosomwithstrangecurrency,

Neverthelessdreadingtheboardingannouncements.

Wewatchhergothrough

Thegatefor‘EmbarkingPassengersOnly’,

Fearfulandunutterablylonely,

Fingerourowndocuments,

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SamuelJohnsonfrom“TheVanityofHumanWishes”TheTenthSatireofJuvenal,Imitated

Letobservationwithextensiveview,

Surveymankind,fromChinatoPeru;

Remarkeachanxioustoil,eacheagerstrife,

Andwatchthebusyscenesofcrowdedlife;

Thensayhowhopeandfear,desireandhate,

O’erspreadwithsnaresthecloudedmazeoffate,

Wherewav’ringman,betray’dbyvent’rouspride

Toreadthedrearypathswithoutaguide,

Astreach’rousphantomsinthemistdelude,

Shunsfanciedills,orchasesairygood.

Howrarelyreasonguidesthestubbornchoice,

Rulestheboldhand,orpromptsthesuppliantvoice,

Hownationssink,bydarlingschemesoppress’d,

Whenvengeancelistenstothefool’srequest.

Fatewingswithev’rywishth’afflictivedart,

Eachgiftofnature,andeachgraceofart,

Withfatalheatimpetuouscourageglows,

Withfatalsweetnesselocutionflows,

Impeachmentstopsthespeaker’spow’rfulbreath,

Andrestlessfireprecipitatesondeath.

Butscarceobserv’dtheknowingandthebold,

Fallinthegen’ralmassacreofgold;

Wide-wastingpest!Thatragesunconfin’d,

Andcrowdswithcrimestherecordsofmankind,

Forgoldhisswordthehirelingruffiandraws,

Forgoldthehirelingjudgedistortsthelaws;

Wealthheap’donwealth,nortruthnorsafetybuys,

Thedangersgatherasthetreasuresrise.


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BenJonsonOnMyFirstDaughter

Herelies,toeachherparents’ruth,

Mary,thedaughteroftheiryouth;

Yetallheaven’sgiftsbeingheaven’sdue,

Itmakesthefatherlesstorue.

Atsixmonths’endshepartedhence

Withsafetyofherinnocence;

Whosesoulheaven’squeen,whosenameshebears,

Incomfortofhermother’stears,

Hathplacedamongsthervirgin-train:

Where,whilethatsevereddothremain,

Thisgravepartakesthefleshlybirth;

Whichcoverlightly,gentleearth!


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JohnKeatsOdeonMelancholy

INo,no,gonottoLethe,neithertwistWolf's-bane,tight-rooted,foritspoisonouswine;Norsufferthypaleforeheadtobekiss'dBynightshade,rubygrapeofProserpine;Makenotyourrosaryofyew-berries,Norletthebeetle,northedeath-mothbeYourmournfulPsyche,northedownyowlApartnerinyoursorrow'smysteries;Forshadetoshadewillcometoodrowsily,Anddrownthewakefulanguishofthesoul.

IIButwhenthemelancholyfitshallfallSuddenfromheavenlikeaweepingcloud,Thatfostersthedroop-headedflowersall,AndhidesthegreenhillinanAprilshroud;Thenglutthysorrowonamorningrose,Orontherainbowofthesaltsand-wave,Oronthewealthofglobedpeonies;Orifthymistresssomerichangershows,Emprisonhersofthand,andletherrave,Andfeeddeep,deepuponherpeerlesseyes.

IIIShedwellswithBeauty—Beautythatmustdie;AndJoy,whosehandiseverathislipsBiddingadieu;andachingPleasurenigh,Turningtopoisonwhilethebee-mouthsips:Ay,intheverytempleofDelightVeil'dMelancholyhashersovranshrine,ThoughseenofnonesavehimwhosestrenuoustongueCanburstJoy'sgrapeagainsthispalatefine;Hissoulshalttastethesadnessofhermight,Andbeamonghercloudytrophieshung.


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AlunLewisSong(OnseeingdeadbodiesfloatingofftheCape)ThefirstmonthofhisabsenceIwasnumbandsickAndwherehe'dlefthispromiseLifedidnotturnorkick.Theseed,theseedoflovewassick.ThesecondmonthmyeyesweresunkInthedarknessofdespair,AndmybedwaslikeagraveAndhisghostwaslyingthere.Andmyheartwassickwithcare.ThethirdmonthofhisgoingIthoughtIheardhimsay"OurcoursedeflectedslightlyOnthethirty-secondday—"Thetempestblewhiswordsaway.Andhewaslostamongthewaves,Hisshiprolledhelplessinthesea,ThefourthmonthofhisvoyageHeshoutedgrievously"Beloved,donotthinkofme."TheflyingfishlikekingfishersSkimthesea'sbewilderedcrests,Thewhalesblowsteamingfountains,TheseagullshavenonestsWheremyloverswaysandrests.WeneverthoughttobuyandsellThislifethatbloomsorwithersintheleaf,AndI'llnotstir,sohesleepswell,ThoughcellbycellthecoralreefBuildsaneternityofgrief.Butoh!thedraganddullnessofmySelf;Theturningseasonswitherinmyhead;Allthisslowness,allthishardness,Thenearnessthatiswaitinginmybed,Thegradualself-effacementofthedead.


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ClaudeMcKayTheWhiteHouseYourdoorisshutagainstmytightenedface,

AndIamsharpassteelwithdiscontent;

ButIpossessthecourageandthegrace

Tobearmyangerproudlyandunbent.

Thepavementslabsburnloosebeneathmyfeet,

AndpassionrendsmyvitalsasIpass,

Achafingsavage,downthedecentstreet;

Whereboldlyshinesyourshuttereddoorofglass.

Oh,Imustsearchforwisdomeveryhour,

Deepinmywrathfulbosomsoreandraw,

Andfindinitthesuperhumanpower

Toholdmetotheletterofyourlaw!

Oh,Imustkeepmyheartinviolate

Againstthepotentpoisonofyourhate.


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CharlotteMewRoomsIrememberroomsthathavehadtheirpart

Inthesteadyslowingdownoftheheart.

TheroominParis,theroomatGeneva,

Thelittledamproomwiththeseaweedsmell,

Andthatceaselessmaddeningsoundofthetide—

Roomswhereforgoodorforill—thingsdied.

Butthereistheroomwherewe(two)liedead,

Thougheverymorningweseemtowakeandmightjustaswell

seemtosleepagain

Asweshallsomewhereintheotherquieter,dustierbed

Outthereinthesun—intherain.


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JohnMiltonfromParadiseLost(‘EveninginParadise’)

Nowcamestilleveningon,andtwilightgray Hadinhersoberliveryallthingsclad;

Silenceaccompanied,forbeastandbird, Theytotheirgrassycouch,thesetotheirnests, Wereslunk,allbutthewakefulnightingale;Sheallnightlongheramorousdescantsung;

Silencewaspleased.Nowglowedthefirmament Withlivingsapphires;Hesperusthatled Thestarryhost,rodebrightest,tillthemoon Risingincloudedmajesty,atlengthApparentqueenunveiledherpeerlesslight,

Ando’erthedarkhersilvermantlethrew; WhenAdamthustoEve:“Fairconsort,thehourOfnight,andallthingsnowretiredtorest,Mindusoflikerepose;sinceGodhathset

Labourandrest,asdayandnighttomenSuccessive,andthetimelydewofsleepNowfallingwithsoftslumberousweightinclinesOureyelids;othercreaturesalldaylongRoveidle,unemployed,andlessneedrest;

ManhathhisdailyworkofbodyormindAppointed,whichdeclareshisdignity,AndtheregardofHeavenonallhisways;Whileotheranimalsunactiverange,

AndoftheirdoingsGodtakesnoaccount.TomorrowerefreshmorningstreaktheeastWithfirstapproachoflight,wemustberisen,Andatourpleasantlabour,toreform

Youngfloweryarbours,yonderalleysgreen,Ourwalksatnoon,withbranchesovergrown,ThatmockourscantmanuringandrequireMorehandsthanourstoloptheirwantongrowth.Thoseblossomsalso,andthosedroppinggums,

Thatliebestrewnunsightlyandunsmooth,Askriddance,ifwemeantotreadwithease…


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MaryMonck(‘Marinda’)VersesWrittenonHerDeath-bedatBathtoHerHusbandinLondonThouwhodostallmyworldlythoughtsemploy,

Thoupleasingsourceofallmyearthlyjoy,

Thoutenderesthusbandandthoudearestfriend,

Totheethisfirst,thislastadieuIsend.

AtlengththeconquerorDeathassertshisright,

Andwillforeverveilmefromthysight;

Hewoosmetohimwithacheerfulgrace,

Andnotoneterrorcloudshismeagreface.

Hepromisesalastingrestfrompain,

Andshowsthatalllife’sfleetingjoysarevain.

TheeternalscenesofHeavenhesetsinview,

Andtellsmethatnootherjoysaretrue,

Butlove,fondlove,wouldyetresisthispower,

Wouldfainawhiledeferthepartinghour.

Hebringsthymourningimagetomyeyes,

Andwouldobstructmyjourneytotheskies.

Butsay,thoudearest,thouunweariedfriend,

Say,shouldstthougrievetoseemysorrowsend?

ThouknowestapainfulpilgrimageI’vepassed,

Andshouldstthougrievethatrestiscomeatlast?

Ratherrejoicetoseemeshakeofflife,

Anddie,asIhavelived,thyfaithfulwife.


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AlexanderPopefrom“AnEssayonCriticism”Alittlelearningisadangerousthing;

Drinkdeep,ortastenotthePierianspring:

Thereshallowdraughtsintoxicatethebrain,

Anddrinkinglargelysobersusagain.

FiredatfirstsightwithwhattheMuseimparts,

InfearlessyouthwetempttheheightsofArts;

Whilefromtheboundedlevelofourmind

Shortviewswetake,norseethelengthsbehind,

But,moreadvanced,beholdwithstrangesurprise

Newdistantscenesofendlesssciencerise!

SopleasedatfirstthetoweringAlpswetry,

Mounto’erthevales,andseemtotreadthesky;

Theeternalsnowsappearalreadypast,

Andthefirstcloudsandmountainsseemthelast:

Butthoseattained,wetrembletosurvey

Thegrowinglaboursofthelengthenedway;

Theincreasingprospecttiresourwanderingeyes,

Hillspeepo’erhills,andAlpsonAlpsarise!


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ChristinaRossettiIDreamofYou

Idreamofyou,towake:wouldthatImight

Dreamofyouandnotwakebutslumberon;

Norfindwithdreamsthedearcompaniongone,

As,Summerended,Summerbirdstakeflight.

InhappydreamsIholdyoufullinsight.

Iblushagainwhowakinglooksowan;

Brighterthansunniestdaythatevershone,

Inhappydreamsyoursmilemakesdayofnight.

Thusonlyinadreamweareatone,

Thusonlyinadreamwegiveandtake

Thefaiththatmakethrichwhotakeorgive;

Ifthustosleepissweeterthantowake,

Todieweresurelysweeterthantolive,

Thoughtherebenothingnewbeneaththesun.


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CarolRumensTheBorderBuilderNosoonerhadonecomedown

Thanhebeganbuildingagain.

Mybricks,Omygenuinebricks

Madeofmygenuineblood!

Whatwouldwebewithoutborders?

Sowhichoneareyou?hesaid

Andstuckouthishandtome.

Birthcertificate?Passport?

Whichsideareyouon,whichside?

Merrilyheunrolled

Starrydendronsofwire

Togivehiswallearsandeyes.

Qualifications?hesaid.

Residencepermit?Tattoo?

Whichcolourareyou,whichcolour?

Nocolour,hesaid,nogood.

Hetookmyonlypassport,

Heslammeditdownonthewire.

Myhand,Omygenuinehand!

Thisisaborder,hesaid.

Aborderlikesblood.Whichside’s

Yourbloodyhandon,whichside?


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WalterScottSoldier,Rest!Soldier,rest!thywarfareo’er,

Sleepthesleepthatknowsnotbreaking;Dreamofbattledfieldsnomore,

Daysofdanger,nightsofwaking.Inourisle’senchantedhall, Handsunseenthycoucharestrewing,Fairystrainsofmusicfall, Everysenseinslumberdewing.Soldier,rest!thywarfareo’er,Dreamoffightingfieldsnomore;Sleepthesleepthatknowsnotbreaking,Mornoftoil,nornightofwaking.Norudesoundshallreachthineear, Armour’sclang,orwar-steedchamping,Trumpnorpibrochsummonhere Musteringclanorsquadrontramping.Yetthelark’sshrillfifemaycome Attheday-breakfromthefallow,Andthebitternsoundhisdrum, Boomingfromthesedgyshallow.Rudersoundsshallnonebenear,Guardsnorwarderschallengehere,Here’snowar-steed’sneighandchamping,Shoutingclans,orsquadronsstamping.Huntsman,rest!thychaseisdone; Whileourslumberousspellsassailye,Dreamnot,withtherisingsun, Bugleshereshallsoundreveillé.Sleep!thedeerisinhisden; Sleep!thyhoundsarebytheelying;Sleep!nordreaminyonderglen Howthygallantsteedlaydying.Huntsman,rest!thychaseisdone;Thinknotoftherisingsun,ForatdawningtoassailyeHerenobuglessoundreveillé.


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WilliamBellScottDeath IamtheonewhosethoughtIsasthedeed;Ihavenobrother,and Nofather;yearsHaveneverseenmypowerbegin.AchainDothbindallthingstome.Inmyhand,man,—Infinitethinker,—vanishesasdothThewormthathecreates,asdoththemothThatitcreates,asdoththelimbminuteThatstirsuponthatmoth.Mybeingis Inbornwithallthings,and Withallthingsdothexpand. Butfearmenot;IamThehoarydust,theshutear,theprofound, Thedeepofnight,WhenNature’suniversalheartdoesceaseTobeat;communicatingnothing;darkAndtongueless,negativeofallthings.YetFearmenot,man;IamthebloodthatflowsWithinthee,—Iamchange;anditisICreatesajoywithinthee,whenthoufeel’stManhoodandnewuntriedsuperiorpowersRisingbeforethee:Iitiscanmake Oldthingsgiveplace Tothyfreerace. Allthingsarebornforme.Hisfatherandhismother,—yetmanhates Mefoolishly.Aneasyspiritandafreeliveson,Buthewhofearstheicedothstumble.WalkStraightonwardpeacefully,—IamafriendWillpasstheegraciously:butgrudgeandweepAndcark,—I’llbeacoldchainroundthyneckIntothegrave,eachdayalinkdrawnin,Untilthyfaceshallbeupontheturf, Andthehairfromthycrown Beblownlikethistle-down.


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PhilipSidneyToSleepCome,Sleep,OSleep,thecertainknotofpeace,

Thebaiting-placeofwit,thebalmofwoe,

Thepoorman'swealth,theprisoner'srelease,

Theindifferentjudgebetweenthehighandlow;

Withshieldofproofshieldmefromoutthepress

OfthosefiercedartsDespairatmedoththrow:

Omakeinmethosecivilwarstocease;

Iwillgoodtributepay,ifthoudoso.

Takethouofmesmoothpillows,sweetestbed,

Achamberdeaftonoiseandblindoflight,

Arosygarlandandawearyhead;

Andifthesethings,asbeingthinebyright,

Movenotthyheavygrace,thoushaltinme,

Livelierthanelsewhere,Stella'simagesee.


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EdmundSpenserAmoretti,Sonnet86

SinceIdidleavethepresenceofmylove,

ManylongwearydaysIhaveoutworn,

Andmanynights,thatslowlyseem’dtomove

Theirsadprotractfromeveninguntilmorn.

For,whenasdaytheheavendothadorn,

Iwishthatnightthenoyousdaywouldend:

And,whenasnighthathusoflightforlorn,

Iwishthatdaywouldshortlyreascend.

ThusIthetimewithexpectationspend,

Andfeignmygriefwithchangestobeguile,

Thatfurtherseemshistermstilltoextend,

Andmaketheveryminuteseemamile.

Sosorrowstilldothseemtoolongtolast;

Butjoyoushoursdoflyawaytoofast.


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RobertLouisStevensonRequiemUnderthewideandstarrysky

Digthegraveandletmelie:

GladdidIliveandgladlydie,

AndIlaidmedownwithawill.

Thisbetheverseyougraveforme:

Herehelieswherehelong'dtobe;

Homeisthesailor,homefromthesea,

Andthehunterhomefromthehill.


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ElizabethThomas(‘Corinna’)TheForsakenWife

Methinks’tisstrangeyoucan’tafford

Onepityinglook,onepartingword.

Humanityclaimsthisasdue,

Butwhat’shumanitytoyou?

Cruelman!Iamnotblind;

YourinfidelityIfind.

Yourwantoflovemyruinshows,

Mybrokenheart,yourbrokenvows.

Yetmaugreallyourrigidhate

Iwillbetrueinspiteoffate,

AndonepreeminenceI’llclaim,

Tobeforeverstillthesame.

Showmeamanthatdarebetrue,

ThatdarestosufferwhatIdo,

Thatcanforeversighunheard,

Andeverlovewithoutregard,

Ithenwillownyourpriorclaim

Tolove,tohonour,andtofame;

Buttillthattime,mydear,adieu,

Iyetsuperioramtoyou.


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ThomasWyattIFindNoPeaceIfindnopeace,andallmywarisdone.

Ifearandhope.Iburnandfreezelikeice

Iflyabovethewind,yetcanInotarise;

AndnoughtIhave,andalltheworldIseason.

Thatlosethnorlockethholdethmeinprison

Andholdethmenot—yetcanIscapenowise—

Norlettethmelivenordieatmydevice,

Andyetofdeathitgivethmeoccasion.

WithouteyesIsee,andwithouttongueIplain.

Idesiretoperish,andyetIaskhealth.

Iloveanother,andthusIhatemyself.

Ifeedmeinsorrowandlaughinallmypain;

Likewisedispleasethmebothlifeanddeath,

Andmydelightiscauserofthisstrife.


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ElinorMortonWylieNowLetNoCharitableHope

Nowletnocharitablehope

Confusemymindwithimages

Ofeagleandofantelope:

Iaminnaturenoneofthese.

Iwas,beinghuman,bornalone;

Iam,beingwoman,hardbeset;

Ilivebysqueezingfromastone

ThelittlenourishmentIget.

Inmasksoutrageousandaustere

Theyearsgobyinsinglefile;

Butnonehasmeritedmyfear,

Andnonehasquiteescapedmysmile.


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MODELPOEMA:ANALYSIS&ANNOTATIONSaraTeasdale(1920)ThereWillComeSoftRainsTherewillcomesoftrainsandthesmelloftheground,

Andswallowscirclingwiththeirshimmeringsound;

Andfrogsinthepoolssingingatnight,

Andwildplumtreesintremulouswhite;

Robinswillweartheirfeatheryfire,

Whistlingtheirwhimsonalowfence-wire;

Andnotonewillknowofthewar,notone

Willcareatlastwhenitisdone.

Notonewouldmind,neitherbirdnortree,

Ifmankindperishedutterly;

AndSpringherself,whenshewokeatdawn

Wouldscarcelyknowthatweweregone.


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MODELPOEMB:ANALYSIS&ANNOTATION ElizabethBishop(1977)OneArtTheartoflosingisn’thardtomaster;

somanythingsseemfilledwiththeintent

tobelostthattheirlossisnodisaster.

Losesomethingeveryday.Acceptthefluster

oflostdoorkeys,thehourbadlyspent.

Theartoflosingisn’thardtomaster.

Thenpracticelosingfarther,losingfaster:

places,andnames,andwhereitwasyoumeant

totravel.Noneofthesewillbringdisaster.

Ilostmymother’swatch.Andlook!mylast,or

next-to-last,ofthreelovedhouseswent.

Theartoflosingisn’thardtomaster.

Ilosttwocities,lovelyones.And,vaster,

somerealmsIowned,tworivers,acontinent.

Imissthem,butitwasn’tadisaster.

—Evenlosingyou(thejokingvoice,agesture

Ilove)Ishan’thavelied.It’sevident

theartoflosing’snottoohardtomaster

thoughitmaylooklike(Writeit!)likedisaster.


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