English romantic poetry
Then naked and white, all their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind;
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
Pipe a song about a Lamb; So I piped with merry chear,
The Introduction (Blake)
That flies in the night In the howling storm:
The Sick rose (blake)
It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
kubla khan (coleridge)
That sunny dome! those caves of ice! And all who heard should see them there,
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That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air,
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When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils;
I wandered lonely as a cloud (wordsworth)
Drop thy pipe thy happy pipe Sing thy songs of happy chear,
The Introduction (Blake)
And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
The Sick Rose (blake)
Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves.
kubla khan (coleridge)
tyger rhyme scheme and structure
AABB CCDD etc 6 stanzas (all quatrains) trochaic tetrameter (stress, unstress x 4), but some are three trochees and 1 extra syllable
the sick rose structure
ABCB, 2 quatrain stanzas no real meter or anything short lines and short poem
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
On a cloud I saw a child. And he laughing said to me.
The Introduction (Blake)
Piper pipe that song again— So I piped, he wept to hear.
The Introduction (Blake)
Piper sit thee down and write In a book that all may read—
The Introduction (Blake)
Piping down the valleys wild Piping songs of pleasant glee
The Introduction (Blake)
So I sung the same again While he wept with joy to hear
The Introduction (Blake)
So he vanish'd from my sight. And I pluck'd a hollow reed.
The Introduction (Blake)
Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing wooly bright;
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
Gave thee life & bid thee feed. By the stream & o'er the mead;
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy:
The Sick Rose (Blake)
And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
The Tyger (Blake)
And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet?
The Tyger (Blake)
Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
The Tyger (Blake)
In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
The Tyger (Blake)
Tyger Tyger burning bright, In the forests of the night:
The Tyger (Blake)
It was an Abyssinian maid And on her dulcimer she played,
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Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
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Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me
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So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round;
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tyger first last stanza
they are the same except the first is 'could frame thy fearful symmetry' and the last is 'dare frame thy fearful symmetry' by the end you're like damn tyger you scary
tyger opposite
tyger is songs of experience by blake opposite of soft and innocent lamb from songs of innocence
Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
I wandered lonely as a cloud (wordsworth)
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way,
I wandered lonely as a cloud (wordsworth)
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
I wandered lonely as a cloud (wordsworth)
They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay:
I wandered lonely as a cloud (wordsworth)
A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love:
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye!
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove,
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be;
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
—Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways (wordsworth)
"Where are thy father and mother? say?" "They are both gone up to the church to pray.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
A little black thing among the snow, Crying "weep! 'weep!" in notes of woe!
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
And are gone to praise God and his Priest and King, Who make up a heaven of our misery."
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
And because I am happy and dance and sing, They think they have done me no injury,
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
Because I was happy upon the heath, And smil'd among the winter's snow,
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, experience)
"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
And by came an angel, who had a bright key, And he opened the coffins, and set them all free;
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
And so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark, And got with our bags and our brushes to work.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
And so he was quiet, & that very night, As Tom was a-sleeping he had such a sight!
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
And the angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy, He'd have God for his father, and never want joy.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!" So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack, Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they run And wash in a river, and shine in the sun.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved, so I said,
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm: So, if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
The Chimney Sweeper (Blake, innocence)
And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the water clear,
The Introduction (Blake)
And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear
The Introduction (Blake)
Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice!
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
He is called by thy name, For he calls himself a Lamb:
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
He is meek & he is mild, He became a little child:
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
I a child & thou a lamb, We are called by his name.
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
Little Lamb God bless thee. Little Lamb God bless thee.
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
Little Lamb I'll tell thee, Little Lamb I'll tell thee!
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee
The Lamb (Blake, innocence)
O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm,
The Sick rose (blake)
On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire?
The Tyger (Blake)
Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night;
The Tyger (Blake)
What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
The Tyger (Blake)
What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
The Tyger (Blake)
What the anvil? what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
The Tyger (Blake)
What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain?
The Tyger (Blake)
When the stars threw down their spears And water'd heaven with their tears:
The Tyger (Blake)
sick rose: what does the rose represent
a woman probably bc personified pureness, passion, joy, love
sick rose: what does the worm represent
earthbound, death and decay, also similar to serpent like in garden of eden; could be rapist or secret lover or invisible disease
tyger narrative structure
just a bunch of unanswered/rhetorical questions wondering how it was made and whether god made it and whether god was ok with it
A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw:
kubla khan (coleridge)
A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
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Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
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Ancestral voices prophesying war!
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And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
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And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
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And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean; And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
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And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
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As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced:
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But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
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By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
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For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
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Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me,
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In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree:
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It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
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The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves;
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Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
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Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread
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Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea
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the sick rose meaning
song of experience the invisible worm is coming in the night in secret the rose is pure, love, joy, passion? found thy bed of crimson joy and dark secret love indicate sex and passion but also shame and that something bad happened that is hidden short lines give it ominous tone eros w/o love is just passion