In Trouble and Shame By D.H. Lawrence Then I would turn round I look at the swaling sunset And seeing my cast-off body lying like lumber, And wish I could go also Through the red doors beyond the black-purple bar. I would laugh with joy. I wish that I could go Through the red doors where I could put off My shame like shoes in the porch My pain like garments, And leave my flesh discarded lying Like luggage of some departed traveller 1. swaling: burning Gone one knows not where. 3. What is this poem about? 4. What is the speaker’s tone? Explain your answer using textual evidence.
Late Date From Prelude By Richard Aldington How could I love you more? I try to think of one lovely gift No lover yet in all the world has found; I think: If the cold somber gods Were hot with love as I am Could they not endow you with a star And fix bright youth forever in your limbs? Could they not give you all things that I lack? 1. somber: dark, dreary, joyless You should have loved a god; I am but dust. 2. endow: give someone something for free Yet no god loves as loves this poor frail dust. 5. What is this poem about? 6. What is the speaker’s tone? Explain your answer using textual evidence.
Lone Dog By Irene Rutherford Mcleod I’m a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone; Not for me the other dogs, running by my side, I’m a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my Some have run a short while, but none of them own; would bide I’m a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep; O mine is still the lone trail, the hard trail, the I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls best, from sleep. Wide wind, and wild stars, and hunger of the quest! I’ll never be a lap dog, licking dirty feet, A sleek dog, a meek dog, cringing for my meat, Not for me the fireside, the well-filled plate, But shut door, and sharp stone, and cuff and kick, 1. bide: endure, bear, tolerate and hate. 7. What is this poem about? 8. What is the speaker’s tone? Explain your answer using textual evidence.
In Trouble and Shame By D.H. Lawrence Then I would turn round I look at the…
In Trouble and Shame By D.H. Lawrence Then I would turn round I look at the swaling sunset And seeing my cast-off body lying like lumber, And wish I could go also Through the red...
