Poem: stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone p. 775
W. H. AudenStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
- I was wrong. 停損點
- hyperbole 誇飾語法
- elegy: a short ...
- 時鐘停擺、切斷電話、讓交警改戴黑手套.......兩首葬禮藍調
About your final paper:
- why you choose this?
- Why part capture you?
- Why the part capture you?
- (Metaphor, sudden ending, or lines)
- What is the theme about?
What can you discuss in your paper?
- plot
- character
- setting
p. 697
Vocabulary
- paraphrase (v.) express the meaning of (something written or spoken) using different words, especially to achieve greater clarity
- presume (v.) suppose that something is the case on the basis of probability
- absurd (a.) wildly unreasonable, illogical, or inappropriate
- tedious (a.) too long, slow, or dull; tiresome or monotonous
- dismantle (v.) take (a machine or structure) to pieces 拆開
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