Sunday, December 11, 2016

Dec. 12 & 13

December 12 & 13, 2016

E.Q: Analyze a poem to identify major components.
Obj: I can analyze a poem to identify major components.

Starter:

Create a your own unique haiku.

5-7-5

Image result for funny haiku

Vocabulary:
Take out your flashcards from last week.

We will be conducting a 5 minute quiz, quiz, trade.

Activity:

1.  Review from Friday  
Mutability by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.
The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world’s delight? 
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.


II.
Virtue, how frail it is!
Friendship how rare!
Love, how it sells poor bliss 
For proud despair!
But we, though soon they fall,
Survive their joy, and all
Which ours we call.



III.
Whilst skies are blue and bright, 
Whilst flowers are gay,
Whilst eyes that change ere night
Make glad the day;
Whilst yet the calm hours creep,
Dream thou—and from thy sleep 
Then wake to weep. 



 2.  Poetry Practice
(You will have these on a handout.)

 INSTRUCTIONS:
  Annotate three of the five sonnets using TPCASTT.
Use this time to generate meaning.
Then, using textual evidence, respond to the following questions:

A.  What is the objective summary of the sonnet?

B.  Which line best captures the main idea and why?

C.  What is the speaker's attitude/tone?

D. What is the overall theme of the poem?  

E.  Identify at least two poetic devices used in the sonnet.

SONNET 29

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. 

SONNET 106

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:
   For we, which now behold these present days,
   Had eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise. 

SONNET 94

They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow;
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die,
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed out-braves his dignity;
   For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
   Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. 

SONNET 46

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
How to divide the conquest of thy sight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.
My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie --
A closet never pierced with crystal eyes --
But the defendant doth that plea deny
And says in him thy fair appearance lies.
To 'cide this title is impanneled
A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart,
And by their verdict is determined
The clear eye's moiety and the dear heart's part:
   As thus; mine eye's due is thy outward part,
   And my heart's right thy inward love of heart. 

SONNET 60

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
And Time, that gave, doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth,
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
   And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
   Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.

Closure:
How confident do you feel using TPCASTT?
Use the learning target.

Class Reflection

Create a reflection on the class, overall, for this semester.
Consider what you are proud of and what you would want to differently.
What assignments did you enjoy and what did you dread?
Give yourself or myself a plus and delta.
Share your general comments and feelings.

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