Alfred Lord Tennyson:Fatima
O Love, Love, Love! O withering might!O sun, that from thy noonday heightShudderest when I strain my sight,Throbbing thro' all thy heat and light.
This poem i think he wrote it because he was lonely and was trying to find love thats all i understand about it.
Robert Browning:Meeting at night
THE gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
What i think he was trying to say when he wrote this was that at nigth alot of things go on.And how pretty it is if we could just reconginize it.I also think he worte this because during the time most poeple worked really hard and didnt have no time for themselves till they got off of work.
Matthew Arnold :
Shakespeare
Others abide our question. Thou art free.We ask and ask: Thou smilest and art still,Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill,That to the stars uncrowns his majesty,Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea,Making the Heaven of Heavens his dwelling-place,Spares but the cloudy border of his baseTo the foil'd searching of mortality:And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know,Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self-secure,Didst walk on earth unguess'd at. Better so!All pains the immortal spirit must endure,All weakness that impairs, all griefs that bow,Find their sole voice in that victorious brow.
He wrote this and was imatating shakespeare and writeing like him.I geuss that he wanted to show shakespeare that he admirer him.He talks alot about natrue in this poem too.He talks about heaven and earth.
Thomas Hardy:She at his Funeral
THEY bear him to his resting-place--
In slow procession sweeping by;
I follow at a stranger’s space;
His kindred they, his sweetheart I.
Unchanged my gown of garish dye,
Though sable-sad is their attire;
But they stand round with griefless eye,
Whilst my regret consumes like fire!
I think he is trying to talk about a girl and how she feel being at a funeral of somebody she killed and how she regret it.And just how being at funerals feel period .How you wish you could of spent more time with the person and everything about being at a funeral.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
The Victorian Period
One event that occurred before the Victorian era was Napoleon's defeat at Waterloo.It was a attack.The Industrial revolution occured during and was a big help but kind of not it gave people more jobs new towns and new goods.People became more wealthy.It lasted though depressions.The industrial revolution had a great impact on the economic but it also struggled for a while.It had alot of children and people working in bad working conditions.And the government had to invest ion that.I think that most people was worrying about finding a good job that didn't have to work so many long hours.I think most people was trying to find easier ways to survive and to make money.
The biggest diffrence in the Victorian period and the Romantic Period was that the Romantic period had alot more depression and things was a lot more hard trying to survive.The Victorian period people was finding jobs and making more money and finding ways to survive.More oppurtunitys were given to people during the Victorian period because time was more peaceful and more jobs was availble.Not saying that the Victorian period didnt have troble they just didnt have as much troble as the Romantic period.
What most poets at this time was trying to do at this time is express what they was thinking about.The poets became more earthly trying to find out or display what they know about the earth.Poets knew more about life then to because everything was comeing more understanding.People stared to understand where humans came from and learn more about earth and the living thing on it.
The biggest diffrence in the Victorian period and the Romantic Period was that the Romantic period had alot more depression and things was a lot more hard trying to survive.The Victorian period people was finding jobs and making more money and finding ways to survive.More oppurtunitys were given to people during the Victorian period because time was more peaceful and more jobs was availble.Not saying that the Victorian period didnt have troble they just didnt have as much troble as the Romantic period.
What most poets at this time was trying to do at this time is express what they was thinking about.The poets became more earthly trying to find out or display what they know about the earth.Poets knew more about life then to because everything was comeing more understanding.People stared to understand where humans came from and learn more about earth and the living thing on it.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Romantic poets
William Blake:CRADLE SONG
LEEP, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.
O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.
Well the poem is talking about a Little child sleeping in the cradle and how pretty it is when it sleep but when the child wake up thing wont be as peaceful . And while its sleeping you can see that its dreaming Because it smiling and laughing.I think he was thinking about the nature of infants and how they sleep.I think most people who like children can relate to this or people who are mothers.Being able to relate to people was important and he did that well.
William Wordsworth:SPEAK!
WHY art thou silent! Is thy love a plant
Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air
Of absence withers what was once so fair?
Is there no debt to pay, no boon to grant?
Yet have my thoughts for thee been vigilant--
Bound to thy service with unceasing care,
The mind's least generous wish a mendicant
For naught but what thy happiness could spare.
Speak -- though this soft warm heart, once free to hold
A thousand tender pleasures, thine and mine,
Be left more desolate, more dreary cold
Than a forsaken bird's-nest fill'd with snow
'Mid its own bush of leafless eglantine--
Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know.
Well i think this poem was saying that don't be afraid to speak out on love.That if your are in love with somebody don't be afraid to tell them and talk about your feelings like most people are.Being shy is not always a good way to go. That when you don't always tell how you feel people could think that you don't care because you never said anything.You could leave people wondering and they feeling could end up drying up.
George Gordon:TO TIME
Time! on whose arbitrary wing The varying hours must flag or fly,Whose tardy winter, fleeting spring,But drag or drive us on to die---Hail thou! who on my birth bestowed Those boons to all that know thee known;Yet better I sustain thy load,For now I bear the weight alone.I would not one fond heart should share The bitter moments thou hast given;And pardon thee---since thou could st spare All that I loved, to peace or Heaven.To them be joy or rest---on me Thy future ills shall press in vain;I nothing owe but years to thee,A debt already paid in pain.Yet even that pain was some relief;It felt, but still forgot thy power: The active agony of grief Retards, but never counts the hour.In joy I've sighed to think thy flight Would soon subside from swift to slow;Thy cloud could overcast the light,But could not add a night to Woe;For then, however drear and dark,My soul was suited to thy sky;One star alone shot forth a spark To prove thee---not Eternity.That beam hath sunk---and now thou art blank---a thing to count and curse Through each dull tedious trifling part,Which all regret, yet all rehearse.One scene even thou canst not deform---The limit of thy sloth or speed When future wanderers bear the storm Which we shall
sleep too sound to heed.And I can smile to think how weak Thine efforts shortly shall be shown,When all the vengeance thou canst wreak Must fall upon---a nameless stone.
This is saying to me that time is something that we live for everyday but we don't know it and how people who are not that conscious don't count time like that.Like people with medical problem or mental problems just go on.That they don't pay as much attentions to it like consions people do.And that time is praisd to much.It relate to nature in a way because time has been here forever and it something that we naturly think about.
Percy Bysshe Shelley: The moon
AND, like a dying lady lean and pale,
Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,
Out of her chamber, led by the insane
And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
The moon arose up in the murky east
A white and shapeless mass.
II.
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
LEEP, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.
O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.
Well the poem is talking about a Little child sleeping in the cradle and how pretty it is when it sleep but when the child wake up thing wont be as peaceful . And while its sleeping you can see that its dreaming Because it smiling and laughing.I think he was thinking about the nature of infants and how they sleep.I think most people who like children can relate to this or people who are mothers.Being able to relate to people was important and he did that well.
William Wordsworth:SPEAK!
WHY art thou silent! Is thy love a plant
Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air
Of absence withers what was once so fair?
Is there no debt to pay, no boon to grant?
Yet have my thoughts for thee been vigilant--
Bound to thy service with unceasing care,
The mind's least generous wish a mendicant
For naught but what thy happiness could spare.
Speak -- though this soft warm heart, once free to hold
A thousand tender pleasures, thine and mine,
Be left more desolate, more dreary cold
Than a forsaken bird's-nest fill'd with snow
'Mid its own bush of leafless eglantine--
Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know.
Well i think this poem was saying that don't be afraid to speak out on love.That if your are in love with somebody don't be afraid to tell them and talk about your feelings like most people are.Being shy is not always a good way to go. That when you don't always tell how you feel people could think that you don't care because you never said anything.You could leave people wondering and they feeling could end up drying up.
George Gordon:TO TIME
Time! on whose arbitrary wing The varying hours must flag or fly,Whose tardy winter, fleeting spring,But drag or drive us on to die---Hail thou! who on my birth bestowed Those boons to all that know thee known;Yet better I sustain thy load,For now I bear the weight alone.I would not one fond heart should share The bitter moments thou hast given;And pardon thee---since thou could st spare All that I loved, to peace or Heaven.To them be joy or rest---on me Thy future ills shall press in vain;I nothing owe but years to thee,A debt already paid in pain.Yet even that pain was some relief;It felt, but still forgot thy power: The active agony of grief Retards, but never counts the hour.In joy I've sighed to think thy flight Would soon subside from swift to slow;Thy cloud could overcast the light,But could not add a night to Woe;For then, however drear and dark,My soul was suited to thy sky;One star alone shot forth a spark To prove thee---not Eternity.That beam hath sunk---and now thou art blank---a thing to count and curse Through each dull tedious trifling part,Which all regret, yet all rehearse.One scene even thou canst not deform---The limit of thy sloth or speed When future wanderers bear the storm Which we shall
sleep too sound to heed.And I can smile to think how weak Thine efforts shortly shall be shown,When all the vengeance thou canst wreak Must fall upon---a nameless stone.
This is saying to me that time is something that we live for everyday but we don't know it and how people who are not that conscious don't count time like that.Like people with medical problem or mental problems just go on.That they don't pay as much attentions to it like consions people do.And that time is praisd to much.It relate to nature in a way because time has been here forever and it something that we naturly think about.
Percy Bysshe Shelley: The moon
AND, like a dying lady lean and pale,
Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,
Out of her chamber, led by the insane
And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
The moon arose up in the murky east
A white and shapeless mass.
II.
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
The poem is talking about the moon how it look and comparing it to it envoriment and where it rise from.Like the stars and how its born somewhere else.A how the moon is compared to others and how it don't go around how other things go around it.I also intrepide it as being alone.
John Keats :Brigth star
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,The moving waters at their priestlike taskOf pure ablution round earth's human shores,Or gazing on the new soft-fallen maskOf snow upon the mountains and the moors--No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,And so live ever--or else swoon to death.
This to me is talkin bout how the star is apart of nature and how they just are like sleepless.I have notice that you always see a stars a nigth and how they dont ever die out.They live forever.And are sposed to be good luck when you wish upon them.
Romantic Period
Two historical events:
The France Revolution was a warfare.France and Europe,France had absolute monarchy with feudal rights for the aristocracy and catholic clergy.Very important way that change the way people think.England changed from agricultural society to industrial nation.England also lost her 13 colonies in North America.It made them lose more than money it also made them lose confidence.
The Industrial Revolution made it more easy to produce goods.Machines work faster and produce more than the humans.The factories were in citys so people moved to the citys.And had to crowed up in houses.Small faemers got taken over buy private owners.Lots of people lost land and were unemployed.
What I think:
I think the people that was poor was the ones in the worst shape because the Laissez-Faire philosophy had it to where they could not get ahead.The most important thing i think life was about was just trying to make it any way you can.Finding any littel work was a blessing at this time.Or being able to eat was all people probly lived for.
Romantic poets qualites:
I think most of the poets from that time wanted to express the way they feel about nature.They did not talk about trees and things like that.They had they own way of see it.Psychological is what they were impressed with.That human minds always act upon nature.They also liked to write in relating ways.They made poems where you had to think of what they was really trying to say.The poets like to speak from the heart and have passion.They made poems that said what you never noticed about life.They was knowledge of human nature.From what i learned they were realy speakers of the soul.
The France Revolution was a warfare.France and Europe,France had absolute monarchy with feudal rights for the aristocracy and catholic clergy.Very important way that change the way people think.England changed from agricultural society to industrial nation.England also lost her 13 colonies in North America.It made them lose more than money it also made them lose confidence.
The Industrial Revolution made it more easy to produce goods.Machines work faster and produce more than the humans.The factories were in citys so people moved to the citys.And had to crowed up in houses.Small faemers got taken over buy private owners.Lots of people lost land and were unemployed.
What I think:
I think the people that was poor was the ones in the worst shape because the Laissez-Faire philosophy had it to where they could not get ahead.The most important thing i think life was about was just trying to make it any way you can.Finding any littel work was a blessing at this time.Or being able to eat was all people probly lived for.
Romantic poets qualites:
I think most of the poets from that time wanted to express the way they feel about nature.They did not talk about trees and things like that.They had they own way of see it.Psychological is what they were impressed with.That human minds always act upon nature.They also liked to write in relating ways.They made poems where you had to think of what they was really trying to say.The poets like to speak from the heart and have passion.They made poems that said what you never noticed about life.They was knowledge of human nature.From what i learned they were realy speakers of the soul.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
A modest proposal
It took me a minute to relize how sick this man was thats writeing about his country and how peopel was so poor and how they steal food to eat.This was a act of satire cause he was makeing fun of his countrys weakness.Saying things like soon they would be eating children cause it a was to many to feed.Also this is sad because alot of people was dieing from that plague disease.
Living during that time
I think the most important thing at this time was being happy and doing the thing that you want to do.Being with your family and living life to the fullest.Being aware of the plague is very important.Being careful not to get the disease,and staying healthy.Making life worth while i think is over all the most important thing at this time.
A journal of the plague year
When i first read this I though of how scary I would be to have a deadly disease and not know about it.But that one man who may have really receive the infection and don't know till several days after.I feel sorry for these people who have the disease in the story cause they family could be really hurt by losing them.As the person falling dead in the streets.I know having a plague disease is very hard to deal with and people didn't have medicine back then to help them cope with the pain.This story mad me very sad .But it also made me feel very blessed that i didn't have to go though that and that i wasn't living during that time.
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