Read the poems and discuss questions. a)What are the key images in every poem? b)What kinds of figure of speech are used in every poem? c)How does the use of imagery and figure of speech help to convey the theme of the poem? 1.When I Have Fears That I may Cease to Be by John Keats When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books,in charactry, Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain; When I behold,upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows,with the magic hand of
Read the poems and discuss questions. a)What are the key images in every poem? b)What kinds of figure of speech are used in every poem? c)How does the use of imagery and figure of speech help to convey the theme of the poem? 1.When I Have Fears That I may Cease to Be by John Keats When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books,in charactry, Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain; When I behold,upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of
chance; And when I feel,fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the fairy power Of unreflecting love;-then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone,and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink. a. 查良铮（即诗人穆旦）的译诗： b. c.每当我害怕，生命也许等不及 我的笔搜集完我蓬勃的思潮， 等不及高高一堆书，在文字里， 象丰富的谷仓，把熟谷子收好； 每当我在繁星的夜幕上看见 传奇故事的巨大的云雾征象， 而且想，我或许活不到那一天， 以偶然的神笔描出它的幻相： 每当我感觉，啊，瞬息的美人！ 我也许永远都不会再看到你， 不会再陶醉于无忧的爱情 和它的魅力！一一于是，在这广大的
chance; And when I feel,fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the fairy power Of unreflecting love;-then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone,and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink. a.查良铮（即诗人穆旦）的译诗： b. c.每当我害怕，生命也许等不及 我的笔搜集完我蓬勃的思潮， 等不及高高一堆书，在文字里， 象丰富的谷仓，把熟谷子收好； 每当我在繁星的夜幕上看见 传奇故事的巨大的云雾征象， 而且想，我或许活不到那一天， 以偶然的神笔描出它的幻相； 每当我感觉，啊，瞬息的美人！ 我也许永远都不会再看到你， 不会再陶醉于无忧的爱情 和它的魅力！－－于是，在这广大的
世界的岸沿，我独自站定、沉思， 直到爱情、声名，都没入虚无里。 2.A Poison Tree by William Blake I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath,my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not,my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright, And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine,-- And into my garden stole
世界的岸沿，我独自站定、沉思， 直到爱情、声名，都没入虚无里。 2.A Poison Tree by William Blake I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright, And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine,-- And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole; In the morning,glad,I see My foe outstretched beneath the tree. 3.Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice 4.Harlem [Dream Deferred] by Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred?
When the night had veiled the pole; In the morning, glad, I see My foe outstretched beneath the tree. 3.Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. 4.Harlem [Dream Deferred] by Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?