Monday, March 5, 2012

Outside reading check.



“To a louse” due today.



Any extra credit of “To a Louse”?  Kendra learned fifteen lines! Wow!



“To an Athlete Dying Young” page 927
To an Athlete Dying Young    A.E. Housman
            THE TIME you won your town the race
            We chaired you through the market-place;
            Man and boy stood cheering by,
            And home we brought you shoulder-high.

            To-day, the road all runners come,         5
            Shoulder-high we bring you home,
            And set you at your threshold down,
            Townsman of a stiller town.

            Smart lad, to slip betimes away
            From fields where glory does not stay         10
            And early though the laurel grows
            It withers quicker than the rose.

            Eyes the shady night has shut
            Cannot see the record cut,
            And silence sounds no worse than cheers         15
            After earth has stopped the ears:

            Now you will not swell the rout
            Of lads that wore their honours out,
            Runners whom renown outran
            And the name died before the man.         20

            So set, before its echoes fade,
            The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
            And hold to the low lintel up
            The still-defended challenge-cup.

            And round that early-laurelled head         25
            Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
            And find unwithered on its curls
            The garland briefer than a girl's.

Bring ID tomorrow.


Lit terms  blank verse, characters static and dynamic.



Reminders:

Tuesday, 3-6, Canterbury Tale Final

Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages) Wednesday, 6-6, last academic day for seniors (NOTE CHANGE)