Card # 1
1. Write a test on the use of EM and SD
2. Present the stylistic analysis of the extract you have chosen.
3. Analyze the following extract:
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Analyze the following extract:
1. A. S. Byatt “Medusa’s Ankles” pp. 3 – 8
2. John Grisham “The Firm” pp. 344 – 349
3. W. Golding ‘The Lord of the Flies” pp. 58-62
4. J. Galsworthy “The Silver spoon” pp. 167-171
5. A.S. Byatt “The Story of the Eldest Princes” pp. 41 – 46
Examples of poems:
1. “Twilight” by G.G. Byron
It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale’s high note is heard;
It is the hour when lover’s vows
Seem sweet in every whispered word
And gentle winds, and waters near,
Make music to the lonely ear.
Each flower the dews have lightly wet,
And in the skies the stars are met,
And on the wave is deeper blue,
And on the leaf a browner hue,
And in the heaven that clear obscure,
So softly dark, and darkly pure,
Which follows the decline of day,
As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
2. “On the Grasshopper and Cricket” by J. Keats
The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the Grasshopper’s – he takes lead
In summer luxury» – he has never done
With his delights, for when tired out with fun
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
The poetry of earth is ceasing never;
On a lone winter evening, when the frost
Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills
The Cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,
The Grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.
3. “Break, Break, Break” by A. Tennyson
Break, break, break,
On thy gray stones, О Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
О well for the fisherman’s boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
О well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But О for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break.
At the foot of thy crags, О Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
4. “The Sorrow of Love” by W. B. Yeats
The quarrel of the sparrows in me eaves,
The fool round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves.
Has hid away earth’s old and wearу cry.
And then you came with those red mourntul lips,—
And with you came the whole of the world’s tears,
And all the trouble of her labouring ships,
And all the trouble of her myriad years.
And now the .sparrows warring in the eaves,
The curd-pale moon, the white stars at the sky,
And the loud chaunting of the unquiet leaves.
Are shaken with earth’s old and weary cry.
5. “No Road” by P. Larkin
Since we agreed to let the road between us
Fall to disuse,
And bricked our gates up, planted trees to screen us,
And turned all time’s eroding agents loose,
Silence, and space, and strangers – our neglect
Has not had much effect.
Leaves drift unswept, perhaps; grass creeps unmown;
No other change.
So clear it stands, so little overgrown,
Walking that way tonight would not seem strange,
And still will be allowed. A little longer,
And time will be stronger,
Drafting a world where no such road will run
From you to me;
To watch that world come up like a cold sun.
Rewarding others, is my liberty.
Not to prevent it is my will’s fulfilment.
Willing it, my ailment.