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27 Cards in this Set
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"I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight for the ends of Being and ideal Grace" |
How Do I Love Thee
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Elizabeth Browning
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"Here from the start, from our first days, look:
I have carved our lives in secret on this stick of mountain mahogany the length of you arms outstretched, the wood clear red, so hard and rare." |
The Talley Stick
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Jarold Ramsey
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"At fourteen I married My Lord you.
I never laughed, being bashful. Lowering my head, I looked at the wall. Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back" |
The River-Merchant's Wife: A Letter
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Ezra Pound
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"But never met this Fellow
Attended, or alone Without a tighter breathing And Zero at the Bone" |
A narrow Fellow in the Grass
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Emily Dickinson
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"The Carriage held but just Ourselves--
and Immortality" |
Because I could not stop for Death
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Emily Dickinson
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"She lived unknown, and few could know
When lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, the difference to me!" |
She Dwelt among the Untrodden Ways
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William Wordsworth
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"No motion has she now, no force; 5
She neither hears nor sees; Roll'd round in earth's diurnal course With rocks, and stones, and trees. " |
A Slumber Did my Spirit Seal
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William Wordsworth
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"Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea; With quickening pace my horse drew nigh Those paths so dear to me." |
Strange Fits of Passion I have Known
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William Wordsworth
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"O wad some Powe'r the giftie gie us
to see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a bluder free us an foolish notion: what airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us and ev'n Devotion" |
To a Louse
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Robert Burns
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"In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare sieze the fire?" |
The Tyger
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William Blake
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"I repeat, the Count your master's known munificence
is ample warrant that no just pretense of mine for dowry will be disallowed; at starting, is my object." |
My Last Duchess
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Robert Browning
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"The shadow of the dome of pleasure
floated midway on the waves; where was heard the mingled measure from the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, a sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!" |
Kubla Kahn
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Samuel Coleridge
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"oh! then, if solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief,
should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts of of tender joy wilt thou remember me, and these my exhortations!" |
Tintern Abbey
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William Wordsworth
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"'Tis true; then learn how false, fears be;
just so much honor, when thou yield'st to me, will waste, as this flear's death took life from thee" |
The Flea
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John Donne
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"For, lady, you deserve this state;
Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near" |
To His Coy Mistress
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Andrew Marvell
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"so much depends
upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens" |
The Red Wheelbarrow
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William Carlos Williams
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"The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough" |
In a Station of the Metro
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Ezra Pound
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"If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb. Let the lamp affix its beam. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." |
The Emperor of Ice-Cream
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Wallace Stevens
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"And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; and though the last lights off the black West went oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs-- because the Holy Ghost over the bent world broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings" |
God's Grandeur
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Gerald Manley Hopkins
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"As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!" |
The Windhover
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Gerald Manley Hopkins
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Narrator and Robert sit apart, move together, and begin to draw together. Movement shows progression.
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Cathedral
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Raymond Carver
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Revenge: is it sincere or not. What is the narrators motivation?
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The Cask of Amontillado
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Edgar Allen Poe
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• “Ah Bartleby! Ah Humanity!” – Bartleby = extension for humanity or humanity = awful/horrible, don’t let life destroy you where you become an awe for hope.
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Bartleby, The Scrivener
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Herman Melville
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• Imagery of imprisonment: windows, bed, etc. Mentally + Physically. Woman in wallpaper imprisoned by paper: at the end, the narrator -> a new subconscious that is repressed, subconscious grows + overtakes her becomes her conscious
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The Yellow Wallpaper
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Charlotte Perkin's Gilman
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• The old lady = mustard seed, grows inside the misfits heart -> the prophet (potentially wrong word, can’t read handwriting) he is supposed to be (says o’Conner).
o True: she touches him, all he knew to do is to silence her, then regrets “no real pleasure”. Distinguishes good/bad “she would have been a good woman” o She = a catalyst, he thought about being more religious before |
A Good Man is Hard to Find
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Flannery O'Conner
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Mental, Physical, Fiscal bankruptcy. Dr. Rank, Torvald, Nora
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A Doll House
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Henrik Isben
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The novel we read.
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Frankenstein
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Mary Shelley
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