Week 5 (03/08-03/12/2010)

Day 1

Aim: How do poetS use poetic techniques to explore situations?

Do Now:

Procedures:

Activity 1: 2008 Poems: “When I Have Fears” (John Keats) and “Mezzo Cammin” (Henry W. Longfellow)
Respond to the Prompt: In the two poems below, Keats and Longfellow reflect on similar concerns. Read the poems carefully. Then write and essay in which you compare and contrast the two poems, analyzing the poetic techniques each writer uses to explore his particular situation.

                                    When I Have Fears

            When I have fears that I may cease to be
               Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
            Before high-piled books, in charactery,
               Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;
5          When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
               Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
            And think that I may never live to trace
               Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
            And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
10           That I shall never look upon thee more,
            Never have relish in the faery power
               Of unreflecting love; - then on the shore
            Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
            Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

            1818     ---John Keats (1795-1821)

                                    Mezzo Cammin1(middle journey)

            Written at Boppard on the Rhine August 25, 1842,
                       
Just Before Leaving Home

            Half my life is gone, and I have let
               The years slip from me and have not fulfilled
               The aspiration of my youth, to build
               Some tower of song with lofty parapet.
5          Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret
               Of restless passions that would not be stilled,
               But sorrow, and a care that almost killed,
               Kept me from what I may accomplish yet;
            Though, half-way up the hill, I see the Past
19           Lying beneath me with its sounds and sights,--
               A city in the twilight dim and vast,
            With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights,--
               And hear above me on the autumnal blast
            The cataract of Death far thundering from the heights.

Douglass by Paul Laurence Dunbar

Ah, Douglass, we have fall’n on evil days,
  Such days as thou, not even thou didst know,
  When thee, the eyes of that harsh long ago
Saw, salient, at the cross of devious ways,
5          And all the country heard thee with amaze.
  Not ended then, the passionate ebb and flow,
  The awful tide that battled to and fro;
We ride amid a tempest of dispraise.

Now, when the waves of swift dissension swarm,
10          And Honor, the strong pilot, lieth stark,
Oh, for thy voice high-sounding o’er the storm,
  For thy strong arm to guide the shivering bark,
The blast-defying power of thy form,
  To give us comfort through the lonely dark.

Activity 2: Read and analyze the following key speeches (asides) by both Macbeth and Lady Macbeth. Predict and explain the situation they are or will be in.

Interpret the following speeches and monologues by Macbeth and Lady Macbeth-

| Page23 lines 140-155 |Page 27 lines 25-30| Page 29 lines 55-60 |Page 39 lines 1-28 |Page 33 lines 45-61 by Lady Macbeth

MACBETH    [Aside]    Two truths are told,
    As happy prologues to the swelling act
    Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.

    [Aside] This supernatural soliciting
    Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,
    Why hath it given me earnest of success,
    Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:
    If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
    Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
    And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
    Against the use of nature? Present fears
    Are less than horrible imaginings:
    My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
    Shakes so my single state of man that function
    Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is
    But what is not.

LADY MACBETH    Give him tending;
    He brings great news.

    [Exit Messenger]

        The raven himself is hoarse
    That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
    Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
    That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
    And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
    Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood;
    Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
    That no compunctious visitings of nature
    Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
    The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
    And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
    Wherever in your sightless substances
    You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
    And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
    That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
    Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
    To cry 'Hold, hold!'


MACBETH     If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
    It were done quickly: if the assassination
    Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
    With his surcease success; that but this blow
    Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
    But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
    We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases
    We still have judgment here; that we but teach
    Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
    To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
    Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice
    To our own lips. He's here in double trust;
    First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
    Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
    Who should against his murderer shut the door,
    Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
    Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
    So clear in his great office, that his virtues
    Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
    The deep damnation of his taking-off;
    And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
    Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed
    Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
    Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
    That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
    To prick the sides of my intent, but only
    Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
    And falls on the other.

HW Identify at least 5 poetic techniques by each writer and explain how he uses them to explore his particular situation.

Day 2

03/09/2010

Aim: How does the author use literary devices such as speech and point of view to characterize Arun's experince?

Do Now: Read the passage (see handout) 2008 AP English Question #2

Procedure:

Activity 1 Read and discuss the passage.

1. Identify literary devices used in the passge.

2. Identify the point of view and discuss its significance to the development and revelation of the character Arun.

Activity 2:

Discuss scene 1 & 2 Act II

HW. Read and answer the questions of Scene 1 and 2 of Act II.

Day 3-5

Macbeth Act I, II and III

Our focus of study of Macbeth is : Internal Conflict both revealed within Macbeth and Lady Macbeth

The theme is about Betrayal

Homework for each day-

Interpret

  1. Macbeth soliloquy Act II Scene 2 page 51
  2. Macbeth soliloquy Act II Scene 1 lines 41-75
  3. Macbeth soliloquy Act III Scene 1 lines 52-77 page 85