Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Great Regulars: Unlike the unidentified man who claimed

that being interred in a mausoleum was the "Stateliest Possible Manner of Interment," the speaker who has a traveler's heart finds the old-fashioned earth burial more suitable to his wandering ways. Instead of resting in a cold marble facility, the speaker prefers to be "one with the dark, dark earth." But he will not rest in that earth, he plans to "follow the plough with a yokel tread."

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Lindsay's The Traveller-Heart

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Nevertheless, the point is made that men should not behave as penned up animals do when confronted with an enemy who would kill them. In a battle against an enemy, soldiers must stand bravely with their fellow soldiers to protect their own lives, their family, and their countrymen. This position is the one Winston Churchill was extolling by using this poem.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Mckay's If We Must Die

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The speaker then declares that the negativity associated with blackness exists only in the woman's "deeds." Her physical beauty does not suffer when compared to blondes and other fair-haired woman, but her cruelty and her tyrannical behavior make her deserve the "slander" she receives. He cannot defend her ugly deeds, even if he is drawn to her natural, dark beauty.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Shakespeare Sonnet 131

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Addressing his dark lady, the speaker again focuses on her foul disposition, as he wishes for a better attitude from her. He dramatizes her moods by comparing them to sunrise and sunset, and punning on the word "mourning." He wishes for "morning" but continues to receive "mourning" instead.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Shakespeare Sonnet 132

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The speaker again reiterates, "Though many lives I had to wait/On mountain crags of high devotions/I sadly sang my song, my song, my song." Again, the speaker/singer/poet drives home the importance of constancy, of never giving up, of continuing to sing and chant until the Divine Singer comes to blend His melodies with those of the devotee.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Yogananda's Divine Love Sorrows

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