Blog 5- Barbie Doll

Summary:

The poem is about teenagers and the image they are suppost to portray because of media, and the way people think people should look. In the beginning it is very steriotypical because they present the child with dolls, stoves and irons and lipstick. At birth she is already given expectations she is to fulfill.

Blog 4- Sonnets From The Portuguese # XLIII

Summary:

The poem starts off with a question. "How do I love thee?" The poem then goes on to tell the reader the different ways she loves him. She describes in detail the depth of her love for her fiance. She wrote this poem to her husband before they got married. At the end of the poem Elizabeth goes on to tell the reader that her love for him will last even after death.

Blog 3- The Rape of The Lock

The Rape of the Lock
By: Alexander Pope

What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, 2
What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things,
I sing — This Verse to C——, 3 Muse! is due;
This, ev'n Belinda may vouchfafe to view:
Slight is the Subject, but not so the Praise,
If She inspire, and He approve my Lays.
Say what strange Motive, Goddess! cou'd compel
A well-bred Lord t'assault a gentle Belle?
Oh say what stranger Cause, yet unexplor'd,
Cou'd make a gentle Belle reject a Lord? [1.10]
And dwells such Rage in softest Bosoms then?
And lodge such daring Souls in Little Men?

Sol 4 thro' white Curtains shot a tim'rous Ray,
And op'd those Eyes that must eclipse the Day;
Now Lapdogs give themselves the rowzing Shake,
And sleepless Lovers, just at Twelve, awake:
Thrice rung the Bell, the Slipper knock'd the Ground,
And the press'd Watch 5 return'd a silver Sound.
Belinda still her downy Pillow prest,
Her Guardian Sylph prolong'd the balmy Rest. [1.20]
'Twas he had summon'd to her silent Bed
The Morning-Dream that hover'd o'er her Head.
A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth-night Beau, 6
(That ev'n in Slumber caus'd her Cheek to glow)
Seem'd to her Ear his winning Lips to lay,
And thus in Whispers said, or seem'd to say

Fairest of Mortals, thou distinguish'd Care
Of thousand bright Inhabitants of Air!
If e'er one Vision touch'd thy infant Thought,
Of all the Nurse and all the Priest have taught, [1.30]
Of airy Elves by Moonlight Shadows seen,
The silver Token, and the circled Green,
Or Virgins visited by Angel-Pow'rs,
With Golden Crowns and Wreaths of heav'nly Flowers,
Hear and believe! thy own Importance know,
Nor bound thy narrow Views to Things below.
Some secret Truths from Learned Pride conceal'd,
To Maids alone and Children are reveal'd:
What tho' no Credit doubting Wits may give? 7
The Fair and Innocent shall still believe. [1.40]
Know then, unnumbered Spirits round thee fly,
The light Militia of the lower Sky;
These, tho' unseen, are ever on the Wing,
Hang o'er the Box, 8 and hover round the Ring. 9
Think what an Equipage 10 thou hast in Air,
And view with scorn Two Pages and a Chair. 11
As now your own, our Beings were of old,
And once inclos'd in Woman's beauteous Mold;
Thence, by a soft Transition, we repair 12
From earthly Vehicles to these of Air. [1.50]
Think not, when Woman's transient Breath is fled,
That all her Vanities at once are dead:
Succeeding Vanities she still regards,
And tho' she plays no more, o'erlooks the Cards.
Her Joy in gilded Chariots, when alive,
And Love of Ombre, 13 after Death survive.
For when the Fair in all their Pride expire,
To their first Elements the Souls retire:
The Sprights of fiery Termagants 14 in Flame
Mount up, and take a Salamander's 15 Name. [1.60]
Soft yielding Minds to Water glide away,
And sip with Nymphs, their Elemental Tea.
The graver Prude sinks downward to a Gnome,
In search of Mischief still on Earth to roam.
The light Coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair,
And sport and flutter in the Fields of Air.

Know farther yet; Whoever fair and chaste
Rejects Mankind, is by some Sylph embrac'd:
For Spirits, freed from mortal Laws, with ease
Assume what Sexes and what Shapes they please. [1.70]
What guards the Purity of melting Maids,
In Courtly Balls, and Midnight Masquerades,
Safe from the treach'rous Friend, and daring Spark, 16
The Glance by Day, the Whisper in the Dark;
When kind Occasion prompts their warm Desires,
When Musick softens, and when Dancing fires?
'Tis but their Sylph, the wise Celestials know,
Tho' Honour is the Word with Men below.

Some Nymphs there are, too conscious of their Face,
For Life predestin'd to the Gnomes Embrace. [1.80]
These swell their Prospects and exalt their Pride,
When Offers are disdain'd, and Love deny'd.
Then gay Ideas crowd the vacant Brain;
While Peers and Dukes, and all their sweeping Train, 17
And Garters, Stars, and Coronets 18 appear,
And in soft Sounds, Your Grace 19 salutes their Ear.
'Tis these that early taint the Female Soul,
Instruct the Eyes of young Coquettes to roll,
Teach Infants Cheeks a bidden Blush 20 to know,
And little Hearts to flutter at a Beau. [1.90]

Oft when the World imagine Women stray,
The Sylphs thro' mystick Mazes guide their Way,
Thro' all the giddy Circle they pursue,
And old Impertinence expel by new.
What tender Maid but must a Victim fall
To one Man's Treat, but for another's Ball?
When Florio speaks, what Virgin could withstand,
If gentle Damon did not squeeze her Hand?
With varying Vanities, from ev'ry Part,
They shift the moving Toyshop 21 of their Heart; [1.100]
Where Wigs with Wigs, with Sword-knots Sword-knots strive,
Beaus banish Beaus, and Coaches Coaches drive. 22
This erring Mortals Levity may call,
Oh blind to Truth! the Sylphs contrive it all.

Of these am I, who thy Protection claim,
A watchful Sprite, and Ariel is my Name.
Late, as I rang'd the Crystal Wilds of Air,
In the clear Mirror 23 of thy ruling Star
I saw, alas! some dread Event impend,
E're to the Main this Morning Sun descend. [1.110]
But Heav'n reveals not what, or how, or where:
Warn'd by thy Sylph, oh Pious Maid beware!
This to disclose is all thy Guardian can.
Beware of all, but most beware of Man!

He said; when Shock, 24 who thought she slept too long,
Leapt up, and wak'd his Mistress with his Tongue.
'Twas then Belinda, if Report say true,
Thy Eyes first open'd on a Billet-doux. 25
Wounds, Charms, and Ardors, were no sooner read,
But all the Vision vanish'd from thy Head. [1.120]

And now, unveil'd, the Toilet 26 stands display'd,
Each Silver Vase in mystic Order laid.
First, rob'd in White, the Nymph intent adores
With Head uncover'd, the cosmetic Pow'rs.
A heav'nly Image in the Glass appears,
To that she bends, to that her Eyes she rears;
Th' inferior Priestess, at her Altar's side,
Trembling, begins the sacred Rites of Pride.
Unnumber'd Treasures ope at once, and here
The various Off'rings of the World appear; 27 [1.130]
From each she nicely 28 culls with curious Toil,
And decks the Goddess with the glitt'ring Spoil.
This Casket India's glowing Gems unlocks,
And all Arabia breathes from yonder Box.

The Tortoise here and Elephant unite,
Transform'd to Combs, the speckled and the white.
Here Files of Pins extend their shining Rows,
Puffs, Powders, Patches, Bibles, Billet-doux.
Now awful 29 Beauty puts on all its Arms;
The Fair each moment rises in her Charms, [1.140]
Repairs her Smiles, awakens ev'ry Grace,
And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face;
Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise,
And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes.
The busy Sylphs surround their darling Care;
These set the Head, and those divide the Hair,
Some fold the Sleeve, while others plait the Gown;
And Betty's 30 prais'd for Labours not her own

Summary:
What struck me about this poem was the rythm and ryhme. Although I liked rythme I still found it tricky to understand because of the old englich but after reading if a number of times I began to realize the poem was about two people talking. They were arguing more then talking and they were clearly friends.

Blog 2- When We Two Parted

When We Two Parted by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Lond, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

I secret we met--
I silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

Summary:
Title: When first reading the title of the poem you figure its about two people being seperated from eachother.
Poem: When reading the poem you feel the poem is romantic. The poem is very heartfelt and amotional to the reader. The poet talks about an affair the poet had with another women and how they loved eachother, but because their love for eachother was a secret he cannot mourn her. He talks about how they met in secret and how he now has to mourn in sercret. When the poet says "If I should meet thee After long years" he is wondering when he dies and meets her in heaven if there love would have lasted all those years. Everytime he thinks about her or heres her name he is in pain because of the love he had for her.

Blog 1- A Valediction Forbidding Mourning

A Valediction Forbidding Mourning (John Donne)

A As virtuous men passé mildly away,
B And whisper to their soules, to goe,
A Whilst some of their sad friends doe say,
B The breath goes now, and some say, no:

D So let us melt, and make no noise,
C No teare-floods, nor sigh tempests move,
D T’were prophanation of our joyes
C To tell the layetie our love.

E Moving of th’earth brings harmes and feares,
F Men reckon what it did and meant,
E But trepidation of the spheares,*
F Though greater farre, is innocent.

G Dull sublunary lovers love
H (Whose soule is sense) cannot admit
G Absence, because it doth remove
H Those things which elemented it.

I But we by a love, so much refin’d,
J That our selves know not what it is,
I Inter-assured of the mind,
J Care lesse, eyes, lips, and hands to misse.

K Our two soules therefore, which are one,
L Though I must goe, endure not yet
K A breach, but an expansion,
L Like gold to ayery thinnesse beate.

M If they be two, they are two so
N As stiffe twin compasses are two,
M They soule the fixt foot, makes no show
N To move, but doth, if the’other doe.

O And though it in the center sit,
P Yet when the other far doth rome,
O It leanes, and hearkens after it,
P And growes erect, as that comes home.

Q Such wilt thou be to mee, who must
R Like th’other foot, obliquely runne;
Q Thy firmnes drawes my circle just,
R And makes me end, where I begunne.


“A Valediction Forbidding Mourning” – Comprehension Questions

1. Show how Donne considers his romance to be on a higher level than other people’s love affairs.
Donne consider’s his romance to be on a higher level than other people’s because he talks about how their love for each other is so strong separation from each other won’t hurt them.

2. Show 2 conceits and explain the significance of each.
“But we by a love, so much refin’d,” - He is talking about how their love is so much more advanced than anyone else’s.
“Our two soules therefore, which are one,”- because there love is so strong their two soles become one.

3. Show how Donne satirizes the more traditional type of romantic love poetry.
Donne Satirizes the more traditional poetry by talking about how he feels when he leaves his love, because most traditional poets are upset and mourning when they leave loved ones.

4. Do you think the poet’s love is sincere? Justify your opinion.
I didn’t think the poets love was sincere at times because he talks about how they can separate without tears and in a calm manner if you love someone and they are going away or if you are going away from them then you are sad and most of the time people will be upset when departing from a loved one.

5. What is the predominant metre of this poem? Are there any points when the poet deviates from this metre? Why?
The main metre of this poem is the love he has for his wife. Yes there are points when the poet deviates from the metre to mix up the writing and make the poem more interesting and intriguing.

Summary:

Throughout the poem the poet talks about how people who have physical love separation and pure love for eachother is bad. And when there physical assets are lost there love is not true, but the love he has for his lover is better then the love other people have for eachother.