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How to read a poem
Literary terms for the study of poetry
Modernist Poetry
-T.S.Eliot The Waste Land
W.B.Yeats The Second Coming -
Imagist Poetry
-Ezra Pound In a Station of a Metro
New Apocalypse
Dylan Thomas Don't Go Gentle into that Good Night -
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How to Read a Poem
Read a poem with a pencil in your hand.
Mark it up; write in the margins; react to it; get involved with it. Circle important, or
striking, or repeated words. Draw lines to connect related ideas. Mark difficult or
confusing words, lines, and passages.
Read through the poem several times, both silently and aloud, listening carefully to
the sound and rhythm of the words.
Consider the title of the poem carefully. What does it tell you about the
poem’s subject, tone, and genre? What does it promise? (After having read the
poem, you will want to come back to the title in order to consider further its
relationship with the poem.)
What is your initial impression of the poem’s subject? Try writing out an
answer to the question, “What is this poem about?”–and then return to this
question throughout your analysis. Push yourself to be precise; aim for more
than just a vague impression of the poem. What is the author’s attitude toward
his or her subject?
What is the poem’s basic situation? What is going on in it? Who is talking?
To whom? Under what circumstances? Where? About what? Why? Is a story
being told? Is something–tangible or intangible–being described? What
specifically can you point to in the poem to support your answers?.
Is the poem built on a comparison or analogy? If so, how is the comparison
appropriate? How are the two things alike? How different?
What is the author’s attitude toward his subject? Serious? Reverent? Ironic?
Satiric? Ambivalent? Hostile? Humorous? Detached? Witty?
Does the poem appeal to a reader’s intellect? Emotions? Reason?
Are there any allusions to other literary or historical figures or events? How
do these add to the poem? How are they appropriate?
What do you know about this poet? About the age in which he or she wrote
this poem? About other works by the same author?
Consider the sound and rhythm of the poem. Is there a metrical pattern? If so,
how regular is it? Does the poet use rhyme? What do the meter and rhyme
emphasize? Is there any alliteration? Assonance? Onomatopoeia? How do
these relate to the poem’s meaning? What effect do they create in the poem?
Are there divisions within the poem? Marked by stanzas? By rhyme? By
shifts in subject? By shifts in perspective? How do these parts relate to each
other? How are they appropriate for this poem?
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How are the ideas in the poem ordered? Is there a progression of some sort?
From simple to complex? From outer to inner? From past to present? From
one place to another? Is there a climax of any sort?
What are the form and genre of this poem? What should you expect from
such a poem? How does the poet use the form?
One way to see the action in a poem is to list all its verbs. What do they tell
you about the poem?
Are there difficult or confusing words? Even if you are only the slightest bit
unsure about the meaning of a word, look it up in a good dictionary. If you are
reading poetry written before the twentieth century, learn to use the Oxford
English Dictionary, which can tell you how a word’s definition and usage
have changed over time. Be sure that you determine how a word is being
used–as a noun, verb, adjective, adverb–so that you can find its appropriate
meaning. Be sure also to consider various possible meanings of a word and be
alert to subtle differences between words. A good poet uses language very
carefully; as a good reader you in turn must be equally sensitive to the
implications of word choice.
What mood is evoked in the poem? How is this accomplished? Consider the
ways in which not only the meanings of words but also their sound and the
poem’s rhythms help to create its mood.
Is the language in the poem abstract or concrete? How is this appropriate to
the poem’s subject?
Are there any consistent patterns of words? For example, are there several
references to flowers, or water, or politics, or religion in the poem? Look for
groups of similar words.
Does the poet use figurative language? Are there metaphors in the poem?
Similes? Is there any personification? Consider the appropriateness of such
comparisons. Try to see why the poet chose a particular metaphor as opposed
to other possible ones. Is there a pattern of any sort to the metaphors? Is there
any metonymy in the poem? Synechdoche? Hyperbole? Oxymoron? Paradox?
A dictionary of literary terms may be helpful here.
Ask, finally, about the poem, What does it do? What does it say? What is its
purpose? What is the message it seeks to transmit?
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Poetry Terms: Brief Definitions
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Here you’ll find the most important literary terms for the study of
poetry with examples:
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11. Elegy: An elegy is a poem that reflects upon death or
loss. Traditionally, it contains themes of mourning, loss,
and reflection. However, it can also explore themes of
redemption and consolation.
12. Enjambment: Enjambment is the continuation of a poetic
phrase beyond the end of a line , couplet, or stanza. A
lengthy enjambment may continue over a large group of
lines.
13. Epic: An epic poem is a lengthy, narrative work of
poetry. These long poems typically detail extraordinary
feats and adventures of characters from a distant past. The
word “epic” comes from the ancient Greek term “epos,”
which means “story, word, poem.”
14. Free verse: Free verse poetry lacks a consistent
rhyme scheme, metrical pattern, or musical form. While free
verse poems are not devoid of structure, they allow
enormous leeway for poets, particularly when compared to
more metrically strict forms like blank verse. Much of
contemporary free verse traces its influences back to Walt
Whitman’s Leaves of Grass anthology.
15. Haiku: A haiku is a three-line poetic form originating in
Japan. The first line has five syllables, the second line has
seven syllables, and the third line again has five syllables.
Haikus frequently explore nature as a topic.
16. Heroic couplet: A heroic couplet is a pair of rhyming
iambic pentameters, common in the poetry of Geoffrey
Chaucer and Alexander Pope. Note that these rhymes
occur at the end of a line; an internal rhyme cannot produce
a heroic couplet.
17. Hyperbole: Hyperbole is a form of dramatic
exaggeration used in poetry and prose alike.
18. Iambic pentameter: Iambic pentameter is a form of poetic
meter where each line of poetry contains five metrical feet
known as iambs—two syllable groupings where the second
syllable is emphasized. Iambic pentameter is the basis of
free verse poetry and is best known via the works of
William Shakespeare and John Milton.
19. Limerick: A limerick is a five-line poem that consists
of a single stanza, an AABBA rhyme scheme, and whose
subject is a short, pithy tale or description. Most limericks
are comedic, some are downright crude—and nearly all are
trivial in nature.
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20. Litotes: A figure of speech that makes a statement by
articulating the negative of its contrary is a litotes. For
instance the phrase “you won't be disappointed” can be
used to mean “you will be pleased.”
21. Lyric: Lyric poetry refers to the broad category of
poetry that concerns feelings and emotion. This
distinguishes the lyric poem from two other poetic
categories: epic and dramatic.
22. Metonymy: Metonymy is a poetic and literary device where
a name, term, or part of an object is used to represent the
object as a whole. For instance, calling a businessperson a
“suit” or a pundit a “talking head” would be metonymy.
23. Narrative: Similar to an epic, a narrative poem tells a
story. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s “The Midnight Ride of
Paul Revere” and Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “The Rime of
the Ancient Mariner” exemplify this form. .
24. Ode: Much like an elegy, an ode is a tribute to its
subject, although the subject need not be dead—or even
sentient, as in John Keats’ “Ode on a Grecian Urn.”
25. Onomatopoeia: Onomatopoeia describes a word that
emulates the sound it is describing . Examples include
“woof” and “ping pong.”
26. Oxymoron: A phrase containing words that appear to be
logically incompatible , such as “jumbo shrimp” or
“deafening silence” is an oxymoron.
27. Pastoral: A pastoral poem is one that concerns the
natural world, rural life, and landscapes. These poems have
persevered from Ancient Greece (in the poetry of Hesiod)
to Ancient Rome (Virgil) to the present day (Gary Snyder).
28. Petrarchan sonnet: The Petrarchan sonnet is named
after the Italian poet Francesco Petrarch, a lyrical poet of
fourteenth-century Italy. Its 14 lines are divided into two
subgroups: an octave and a sestet. The octave follows a
rhyme scheme of ABBA ABBA. The sestet follows one of
two rhyme schemes—either CDE CDE scheme (more
common) or CDC CDC.
29. Quatrain: Quatrain-based poetry contains four-line
groupings where alternate lines typically rhyme, as
exemplified in the poetry of Emily Dickinson. A four-line
stanza need not always rhyme in quatrain-based poetry. .
30. Rhymed poem: In contrast to blank verse, rhymed
poems rhyme by definition, although their scheme varies.
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Some of the common rhyme schemes include ABAB and
ABCB.
31. Scansion: The rhythm of a line within a work of poetry is
known as its scansion.
32. Shakespearean sonnet: The Shakespearean sonnet is a
variation on the Italian sonnet tradition. The form evolved in
England during the Elizabethan era. These sonnets are
sometimes referred to as Elizabethan sonnets or English
sonnets. They have 14 lines divided into four subgroups:
three quatrains and a couplet. Each line is typically 10
syllables, phrased in iambic pentameter. A Shakespearean
sonnet employs the rhyme scheme ABAB CDCD EFEF
GG. Learn more about Shakespearean sonnets here .
33. Simile: A simile is a figure of speech that compares one
thing to another and uses the word “like” or “as” in order to
do so.
34. Sonnet: A sonnet is a 14-line poem, typically (but not
exclusively) concerning the topic of love. Sonnets contain
an internal rhyme scheme; the exact rhyme scheme
depends on the style of sonnet. The word “sonnet” itself
stems from the Italian word “sonetto,” which itself derives
from the Latin “suono,” meaning “a sound.” The commonly
credited originator of the sonnet is Giacomo da Lentini, who
composed poetry in the literary Sicilian dialect in the
thirteenth century. .
35. Spondee: A spondee is a foot of poetry consisting of
two back-to-back stressed syllables. It is used in meter
such as spondaic heptameter (seven spondees per line of
poetry).
36. Synecdoche: Synecdoche is a poetic and literary device in
which a part is used to represent a whole, or a whole is
used to represent a part. For instance, the governing body
of the European Union is sometimes referred to as
“Brussels,” when in fact the EU is a governing body that
convenes in the city of Brussels.
37. Tercet: Tercet-based poetry contains three-line
groupings. Sometimes all three lines rhyme with one
another. Not to be confused with trimeter, which refers to
three poetic feet per line.
38. Trochee: A trochee is a foot of poetry consisting of
one stressed syllable followed by one unstressed syllable.
As stressing the first syllable is common among English
words, trochaic poetry is popular in forms like trochaic
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tetrameter (four trochees per line) or even trochaic dimeter
(two trochees per line).
39. Villanelle: A villanelle is a 19-line poem consisting of
five tercets and a quatrain, with a highly specified internal
rhyme scheme. Originally a variation on a pastoral, the
villanelle has evolved to describe obsessions and other
intense subject matters, as exemplified by Dylan Thomas,
author of villanelles like “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good
Night.
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man was made a slave; you shall see how a slave was made
a man.
10. Common meter or hymn measure (Emily Dickinson):
iambic tetrameter alternating with iambic trimeter. Other
example: "Amazing Grace" by John
Newton http://www.constitution.org/col/amazing_grace.htm
11. Consonanceis the counterpart of assonance; the
partial or total identity of consonants in words whose main
vowels differ. Example: shadow meadow; pressed, passed;
sipped, supped. Owen uses this "impure rhyme" to convey
the anguish of war and death.
12. Couplet: two successive rhyming lines. Couplets end
the pattern of a Shakespearean sonnet.
13. Diction: Diction is usually used to describe the level of
formality that a speaker uses.
14. Diction (formal or high): Proper, elevated, elaborate,
and often polysyllabic language. This type of language used
to be thought the only type suitable for poetry
15. Neutral or middle diction: Correct language
characterized by directness and simplicity.
16. Diction (informal or low): Relaxed, conversational and
familiar language.
17. Dramatic monologue: A type of poem, derived from
the theater, in which a speaker addresses an internal listener
or the reader. In some dramatic monologues, especially
those by Robert Browning, the speaker may reveal his
personality in unexpected and unflattering ways.
18. End-stopped line: A line ending in a full pause,
usually indicated with a period or semicolon.
19. Enjambment (or enjambement): A line having no end
punctuation but running over to the next line.
20. Explication: A complete and detailed analysis of a
work of literature, often word-by-word and line-by-line.
21. Foot (prosody): A measured combination of heavy
and light stresses. The numbers of feet are given below.
monometer (1 foot) dimeter (2 feet) trimeter (3 feet)
tetrameter (4 feet) pentameter (5 feet) hexameter (6 feet)
heptameter or septenary (7 feet)
22. Heroic couplet: two successive rhyming lines of
iambic pentameter; the second line is usually end-stopped.
23. Hymn meter or common measure: quatrains of
iambic tetrameter alternating with iambic trimeter rhyming a b
a b.
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24. Hyperbole (overstatement) and litotes
(understatement): Hyperbole is exaggeration for effect;
litotes is understatement for effect, often used for irony.
25. Iambic pentameter: Iamb (iambic): an unstressed
stressed foot.The most natural and common kind of meter in
English; it elevates speech to poetry.
26. Image: Images are references that trigger the mind to
fuse together memories of sight (visual), sounds (auditory),
tastes (gustatory), smells (olfactory), and sensations of touch
(tactile). Imagery refers to images throughout a work or
throughout the works of a writer or group of writers.
27. Internal rhyme: An exact rhyme (rather than rhyming
vowel sounds, as with assonance) within a line of poetry:
"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak
and weary."
28. Metaphor: A comparison between two unlike things,
this describes one thing as if it were something else. Does
not use "like" or "as" for the comparison (see simile).
29. Metaphysical conceit: An elaborate and extended
metaphor or simile that links two apparently unrelated fields
or subjects in an unusual and surprising conjunction of ideas.
The term is commonly applied to the metaphorical language
of a number of early seventeenth-century poets, particularly
John Donne. Example: stiff twin compasses//the joining
together of lovers like legs of a compass. See "To His Coy
Mistress"
30. Meter: The number of feet within a line of traditional
verse. Example: iambic pentameter.
31. Octave: The first eight lines of an Italian or Petrarchan
sonnet, unified by rhythm, rhyme, and topic.
32. Onomatopoeia. A blending of consonant and vowel
sounds designed to imitate or suggest the activity being
described. Example: buzz, slurp.
33. Paradox: A rhetorical figure embodying a seeming
contradiction that is nonetheless true.
34. Personification: Attributing human characteristics to
nonhuman things or abstractions.
35. Petrarchan sonnet: A sonnet (14 lines of rhyming
iambic pentameter) that divides into an octave (8) and sestet
(6). There is a "volta," or "turning" of the subject matter
between the octave and sestet.
36. Pyrrhic foot (prosody): two unstressed feet (an
"empty" foot) Quatrain: a four-line stanza or poetic unit. In an
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English or Shakespearean sonnet, a group of four lines
united by rhyme.
37. Refrain: repeated word or series of words in response
or counterpoint to the main verse, as in a ballad.
38. Rhyme: The repetition of identical concluding syllables
in different words, most often at the ends of lines. Example:
June--moon.
39. Double rhyme or trochaic rhyme: rhyming words of
two syllables in which the first syllable is accented (flower,
shower)
40. Triple rhyme or dactylic rhyme: Rhyming words of
three or more syllables in which any syllable but the last is
accented. Example: Macavity/gravity/depravity
41. Eye rhyme: Words that seem to rhyme because they
are spelled identically but pronounced differently. Example:
bear/fear, dough/cough/through/bough
42. Slant rhyme: A near rhyme in which the concluding
consonant sounds are identical but not the vowels. Example:
sun/noon, should/food, slim/ham.
43. Rhyme scheme: The pattern of rhyme, usually
indicated by assigning a letter of the alphabet to each rhyme
at the end of a line of poetry.
44. Rhyme royal: Stanza form used by Chaucer, usually
in iambic pentameter, with the rhyme scheme ababbcc.
Example: Wordsworth's "Resolution and Independence"
45. Scan (scansion): the process of marking beats in a poem to
establish the prevailing metrical pattern. Prosody, the
pronunciation of a song or poem, is necessary for scansion.
(Go to the "Introduction to Prosody" page or try the scansion
quiz.). Stressed syllables are in caps.
46. Anapest: unstressed unstressed stressed. Also
called "galloping meter."
a. Example: 'Twas the NIGHT before CHRISTmas, and
ALL through the HOUSE/ Not a CREAture was
STIRring, not EVen a MOUSE."
47. Dactyl (dactylic) stressed unstressed
unstressed. This pattern is more common (as dactylic
hexameter) in Latin poetry than in English poetry.
(Emphasized syllables are in caps. Some of the three-
syllable words below are natural dactyls: firmaments,
practical, tactical
a. Example: GRAND go the YEARS in the CREScent
aBOVE them/WORLDS scoop their ARCS/ and
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FIRMaments ROW (Emily Dickinson, "Safe in their
Alabaster Chambers")
b. Example: No one has more resilience / Or matches my
PRAC-ti-cal TAC-ti-cal brilliance (Lin-Manuel
Miranda, Hamilton)
48. Spondee: stressed stressed. A two-syllable foot with
two stressed accents. The opposite of a pyrrhic foot, this foot
is used for effect.
49. Trochee (trochaic): stressed unstressed. Example:
"Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright"
50. Sestet: A six-line stanza or unit of poetry.
51. Shakespearean sonnet: A fourteen-line poem written
in iambic pentameter, composed of three quatrains and a
couplet rhyming abab cdcd efef gg.
52. Simile. A direct comparison between two dissimilar
things; uses "like" or "as" to state the terms of the
comparison.
53. Sonnet: A closed form consisting of fourteen lines of
rhyming iambic pentameter.
54. Shakespearean or English sonnet: 3 quatrains and a
couplet, often with three arguments or images in the
quatrains being resolved in the couplet. Rhyme scheme:
abab cdcd efef gg
55. Petrarchan or Italian sonnet: 8 lines (the "octave") and
6 lines (the "sestet") of rhyming iambic pentameter, with a
turning or "volta" at about the 8th line. Rhyme scheme: abba
abba cdcdcd (or cde cde)
56. Stanza: A group of poetic lines corresponding to
paragraphs in prose; the meters and rhymes are usually
repeating or systematic.
57. Synaesthesia: A rhetorical figure that describes one
sensory impression in terms of a different sense, or one
perception in terms of a totally different or even opposite
feeling. Example: "darkness visible" "green thought"
58. Syntax: Word order and sentence structure.
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Periods of English Poetry and selected Poems
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The Renaissance (16 / 17 th th
Century)
William Shakespeare
:Sonnet 106
When in the chronicle of wasted time
When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express'd
Even such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And, for they look'd but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:
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George Herbert
Easter Wings
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Alexander Pope
An Essay on Man
I.
Say first, of God above, or man below,
What can we reason, but from what we know?
Of man what see we, but his station here,
From which to reason, or to which refer?
Through worlds unnumber'd though the God be known,
'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
He, who through vast immensity can pierce,
See worlds on worlds compose one universe,
Observe how system into system runs,
What other planets circle other suns,
What varied being peoples ev'ry star,
May tell why Heav'n has made us as we are.
But of this frame the bearings, and the ties,
The strong connections, nice dependencies,
Gradations just, has thy pervading soul
Look'd through? or can a part contain the whole?
II.
Presumptuous man! the reason wouldst thou find,
Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind?
First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess,
Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less!
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Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are made
Taller or stronger than the weeds they shade?
Or ask of yonder argent fields above,
Why Jove's satellites are less than Jove?
Of systems possible, if 'tis confest
That Wisdom infinite must form the best,
Where all must full or not coherent be,
And all that rises, rise in due degree;
Then, in the scale of reas'ning life, 'tis plain
There must be somewhere, such a rank as man:
And all the question (wrangle e'er so long)
Is only this, if God has plac'd him wrong?
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Then say not man's imperfect, Heav'n in fault;
Say rather, man's as perfect as he ought:
His knowledge measur'd to his state and place,
His time a moment, and a point his space.
If to be perfect in a certain sphere,
What matter, soon or late, or here or there?
The blest today is as completely so,
As who began a thousand years ago.
III.
Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate,
All but the page prescrib'd, their present state:
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know:
Or who could suffer being here below?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today,
Had he thy reason, would he skip and play?
Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Oh blindness to the future! kindly giv'n,
That each may fill the circle mark'd by Heav'n:
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
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The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
IV.
Go, wiser thou! and, in thy scale of sense
Weigh thy opinion against Providence;
Call imperfection what thou fanciest such,
Say, here he gives too little, there too much:
Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust,
Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust;
If man alone engross not Heav'n's high care,
Alone made perfect here, immortal there:
Snatch from his hand the balance and the rod,
Rejudge his justice, be the God of God.
In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.
Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes,
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Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell,
Aspiring to be angels, men rebel:
And who but wishes to invert the laws
Of order, sins against th' Eternal Cause.
V.
Ask for what end the heav'nly bodies shine,
Earth for whose use? Pride answers, " 'Tis for mine:
For me kind Nature wakes her genial pow'r,
Suckles each herb, and spreads out ev'ry flow'r;
Annual for me, the grape, the rose renew,
The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew;
For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings;
For me, health gushes from a thousand springs;
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise;
My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies."
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If plagues or earthquakes break not Heav'n's design,
Why then a Borgia, or a Catiline?
Who knows but he, whose hand the lightning forms,
Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the storms,
Pours fierce ambition in a Cæsar's mind,
Or turns young Ammon loose to scourge mankind?
From pride, from pride, our very reas'ning springs;
Account for moral, as for nat'ral things:
Why charge we Heav'n in those, in these acquit?
In both, to reason right is to submit.
VI.
What would this man? Now upward will he soar,
And little less than angel, would be more;
Now looking downwards, just as griev'd appears
To want the strength of bulls, the fur of bears.
Made for his use all creatures if he call,
Say what their use, had he the pow'rs of all?
Nature to these, without profusion, kind,
The proper organs, proper pow'rs assign'd;
Each seeming want compensated of course,
Here with degrees of swiftness, there of force;
All in exact proportion to the state;
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Nothing to add, and nothing to abate.
Each beast, each insect, happy in its own:
Is Heav'n unkind to man, and man alone?
Shall he alone, whom rational we call,
Be pleas'd with nothing, if not bless'd with all?
VII.
Far as creation's ample range extends,
The scale of sensual, mental pow'rs ascends:
Mark how it mounts, to man's imperial race,
From the green myriads in the peopled grass:
What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme,
The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam:
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Of smell, the headlong lioness between,
And hound sagacious on the tainted green:
Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood,
To that which warbles through the vernal wood:
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line:
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true
From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew:
How instinct varies in the grov'lling swine,
Compar'd, half-reas'ning elephant, with thine:
'Twixt that, and reason, what a nice barrier;
For ever sep'rate, yet for ever near!
Remembrance and reflection how allied;
What thin partitions sense from thought divide:
And middle natures, how they long to join,
Yet never pass th' insuperable line!
Without this just gradation, could they be
Subjected, these to those, or all to thee?
The pow'rs of all subdu'd by thee alone,
Is not thy reason all these pow'rs in one?
VIII.
See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth,
All matter quick, and bursting into birth.
Above, how high, progressive life may go!
Around, how wide! how deep extend below!
Vast chain of being, which from God began,
Natures ethereal, human, angel, man,
Beast, bird, fish, insect! what no eye can see,
No glass can reach! from infinite to thee,
From thee to nothing!—On superior pow'rs
Were we to press, inferior might on ours:
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Or in the full creation leave a void,
Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd:
From nature's chain whatever link you strike,
Tenth or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike.
IX.
What if the foot ordain'd the dust to tread,
Or hand to toil, aspir'd to be the head?
What if the head, the eye, or ear repin'd
To serve mere engines to the ruling mind?
Just as absurd for any part to claim
To be another, in this gen'ral frame:
Just as absurd, to mourn the tasks or pains,
The great directing Mind of All ordains.
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Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees,
Lives through all life, extends through all extent,
Spreads undivided, operates unspent,
Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part,
As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart;
As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns,
As the rapt seraph that adores and burns;
To him no high, no low, no great, no small;
He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
X.
Cease then, nor order imperfection name:
Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
Know thy own point: This kind, this due degree
Of blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee.
Submit.—In this, or any other sphere,
Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear:
Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r,
Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
All nature is but art, unknown to thee;
All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony, not understood;
All partial evil, universal good:
And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
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Romantic Poetry (18th/ 19th Century)
William Blake
The Chimney Sweeper
William Wordsworth
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
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When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
With living hues and odours plain and hill:
II
Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,
Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,
Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,
III
Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams,
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Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
Quivering within the wave's intenser day,
IV
If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
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A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd
One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
V
Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
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Victorian Poetry (Late 19th Century)
Matthew Arnold
Dover Beach
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Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Modernist Poetry
T.S.Eliot
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What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
Frisch weht der Wind
Der Heimat zu
Mein Irisch Kind,
Wo weilest du?
“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
“They called me the hyacinth girl.”
—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Oed’ und leer das Meer.
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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:
One must be so careful these days.
Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying: “Stetson!
“You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
“That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
“Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
“Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
“Oh keep the Dog far hence, that’s friend to men,
“Or with his nails he’ll dig it up again!
“You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!”
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The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion;
In vials of ivory and coloured glass
Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
Unguent, powdered, or liquid—troubled, confused
And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air
That freshened from the window, these ascended
In fattening the prolonged candle-flames,
Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
In which sad light a carvéd dolphin swam.
Above the antique mantel was displayed
As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale
Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
“Jug Jug” to dirty ears.
And other withered stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
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Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
“My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
“Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
“What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
“I never know what you are thinking. Think.”
I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
“Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?”
But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—
It’s so elegant
So intelligent
“What shall I do now? What shall I do?”
“I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
“With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
“What shall we ever do?”
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The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
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Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot—
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
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White bodies naked on the low damp ground
And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
Rattled by the rat’s foot only, year to year.
But at my back from time to time I hear
The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
And on her daughter
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d’enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
Unreal City
Under the brown fog of a winter noon
Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants
C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
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The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
Out of the window perilously spread
Her drying combinations touched by the sun’s last rays,
On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest—
I too awaited the expected guest.
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent’s clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom assurance sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
Endeavours to engage her in caresses
Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;
Exploring hands encounter no defence;
His vanity requires no response,
And makes a welcome of indifference.
(And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
Enacted on this same divan or bed;
I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
And walked among the lowest of the dead.)
Bestows one final patronising kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . .
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When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.
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A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
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O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest
burning
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Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water
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But when I look ahead up the white road
There is always another one walking beside you
Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
I do not know whether a man or a woman
—But who is that on the other side of you?
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Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico co co rico
In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain
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Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s’ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon—O swallow swallow
Le Prince d’Aquitaine à la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo’s mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantih
W.B.Yeats
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
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A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Imagist Poetry
Ezra Pound
In a Station of the Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.
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Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Robert Frost
The Road Not Taken
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Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
Allen Ginsberg
Syllables at Rocky Mountain Dharma Center
.Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks
.Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room -- Thistles blossomed late afternoon
.Put on my shirt and took it off in the sun walking the path to lunch
.A dandelion seed floats above the marsh grass with the mosquitos
.At 4 A.M. the two middleaged men sleeping together holding hands
.In the half-light of dawn a few birds warble under the Pleiades
.Sky reddens behind fir trees, larks twitter, sparrows cheep cheep cheepcheep cheep
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