ENG 1111 Baarendse - poetry final - identify poem by the 1st two lines
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Terms | Definitions |
|---|---|
 "The Eagle" | He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, |
| "Winter" | When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, |
| "Dulce et Decorum Est" | Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, |
| "The Man He Killed | Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, |
| "There is no Frigate Like a Book" | There is no Frigate like a book To take us Lands away |
| "A Hymn to God the Father" | Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which is my sin, though it were done before? |
| "Meeting at Night" | The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; |
| "Spring" | Nothing is so beautiful as spring--- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; |
| "The Forge" | All I know is a door into the dark. Outside, old axles and iron hoops rusting; |
| "Harlem" | What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up |
| "Bereft" | Where had I heard this wind before Change like this to a deeper roar? |
| "It Sifts From Leaden Sieves" | It sifts from Leaden Sieves--- It powders all the Wood. |
| "The Author to Her Book" | Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain, Who after birth did'st by my side remain, |
| "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" | As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, |
| "Introduction to Poetry" | I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light |
| "The Road Not Taken" | Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both |
| "A Noiseless Patient Spider" | A noiseless patient spider, I marked where on a little promontory it stood isolated, |
| "Peace" | Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave, Let me once know. |
| "Much Madness is Divinest Sense" | Much Madness is divinest Sense--- To a discerning Eye--- |
| "The Chimney Sweeper" | When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue |
| "Ozymandias" | I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone |
| "Batter my heart, three-personed God" (Holy Sonnet XIV) | Batter my heart, three-personed God: for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; |
| "The History Teacher" | Trying to protect his students' innocence he told them the Ice Age was really just |
| "My Last Duchess" | That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call |
| "Out, Out---" | The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, |
| "in Just---" | in Just- spring when the world is mud- |
| "On His Blindness" | When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, |
| "Miniver Cheevy" | Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn, Grew lean while he assailed the seasons; |
| "My Son the Man" | Suddenly his shoulders get a lot wider, the way Houdini would expand his body |
| "Loveliest of Trees" | Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, |
| "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" | Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; |
| "The Lamb" | Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? |
| "The Tiger" | Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, |
| "Crossing the Bar" | Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! |
| "Dover Beach" | The sea is calm tonight, The tide is full, the moon lies fair |
| "Church Going" | Once I am sure there's nothing going on I step inside, letting the door thud shut. |
| "God's Grandeur" | The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; |
| "Eight O'Clock" | He stood, and heard the steeple Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town. |
| "The Pulley" | When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by, |
| "That time of year" (Sonnet 73) | That time of year thou mayest in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang |
| "Death, be not proud" (Holy Sonnet X) | Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; |
| "Pied Beauty" | Glory be to God for dappled things--- For skies of couple-color as a brinded cow; |
| "A Poison Tree" | I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. |
| "When I have fears that I may cease to be" | When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain, |
| "Ode on a Grecian Urn" | Thou still unravished bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, |
| "Redemption" | Having been tenant long to a rich Lord, Not thriving, I resolved to be bold, |
| "Love (III)" | Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. |
| "Richard Cory" | Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: |
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