Monday, March 31, 2014

Hopkins


Alliteration examples are in blue.

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
  It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
  It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;       
  And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
  And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
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

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Arnold Audioboo

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

My Last Duchess

The main thing I got out of hearing the poem was the duchess' face. It consistently talked about her eyes and smile. "How such a glance came there" was one of the phrases that stood out to me. I then realized that the duchess was a high class woman and paid no great attention to anyone with her same smile. I concentrated on drawing the face to show the characteristics that stood out to me in the poem.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Carlyle Hero

"He could not sing the heroic warrior too, unless he himself were at least a heroic warrior too. I fancy there is in him the Politician, the Thinker, Legislator, Philospoher; in one or the other degree, he could have been, he is all these..."-Thomas Carlyle

I made a "hero" that wanted to become the ideal hero of people. He has fought his way to become a strong individual and has many strengths. Through his journey he has become wise and old but still retains his strength.
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