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+ Why did I choose this poem? Strong impression “To suffer and to love!” Could actually imagine the world without emotions Like the way he described his imagination “A barren, barren world”
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Poetry Café
Wendy Kim 2B
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If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
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<Notes> Wreath : an
arrangement of flowers, leaves, or stems fastened in a ring and used for decoration or for laying on a grave.
Meed : a deserved share or reward
By. Paul Laurence Dunbar
+Why did I choose this poem?
Strong impression “To suffer and to love!”
Could actually imagine the world without emotions Like the way he described his imagination
“A barren, barren world”
+Life without any emotions?
How would life be if there weren’t any human emotions of suffering and love?
World without emotions mean nothing for living Things that are very normal very precious and
valuable Makes pictures of boring, and awful world without
emotions
+-‘I’ is the speaker of the poem-author himself
Effect:-the person who is reading out the poem sounds like the author
If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
+If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
Repetition of words : if, my Love, barren
Effect:-emphasis-creates rhythm
+If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
First StanzaTone : horror-World without emotions: awful, boring
Second StanzaTone : realization, determination- Emotions are necessary
Effect:-helps to picture what the author is trying to say more easily
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2 stanzas, 8 lines each, -
Effect:-similar structures of stanzas create rhythm
If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
+If life were but a dream, my Love,And death the waking time;If day had not a beam, my Love,And night had not a rhyme, --A barren, barren world were thisWithout one saving gleam;I’d only ask that with a kissYou’d wake me from the dream.
If dreaming were the sum of days,And loving were the bane;If battling for a wreath of baysCould soothe a heart in pain, --I’d scorn the meed of battle’s might,All other aims aboveI’d choose the human’s higher right,To suffer and to love!
Rhymes : (dream, beam, gleam)(rhyme, time)(this, kiss)(days, bays)(bane, pain)(might, right)(above, love)
Effect:-creates rhythm-makes the whole poem sound like a song
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+Paul Laurence Dunbar late 19th and early 20th century (June 27, 1872 -
February 9, 1906) seminal African-American poet Parents had escaped from the slavery He was the only black student at Dayton Central High
School During his life, considerable emphasis was laid on the
fact that Dunbar was of pure black descent, with no white ancestors
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What does it teach us about our own humanity?
Life would be awful if there was no emotions
Emotions are necessary
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+Works Cited..
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Paul-Laurence-Dunbar
http://peabloggy.wordpress.com/2008/09/page/2/ http://th06.deviantart.net/fs18/300W/f/2007/155/e/c/Su
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+THANK YOU!