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 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:05 pm
Hi everyone, post your favorite poems by Byron, Burns, Shakespeare (Bill the Shake) or Wordsworth here! I love all of these poets, so being able to read the good ones on gaia saves me a lot of searching time!
Cheers!
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:43 pm
damn, I screwed up. Shakespeare was supposed to be a poll option, not a title redface
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 11:24 pm
From those options, I like the poetry by Byron the best. I cannot remember the titles of the poems offhand though. The literature books that has them is on the bookcase out in the garage. I'm such a nerd that I have kept most of my textbooks over the past few years.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 8:22 am
Byron, hands down.
Who could not love the famous creator of Don Juan? =D
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shrudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well--
Long, long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met--
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
With silence and tears.
I nearly posted "She walks in beauty," but that one is rather known.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 6:16 pm
Overused, it may be, but "She Walks in Beauty" is still my favorite.
Don Juan was so long! Brilliant, but long.
And now for something (almost) completely different. 2 years ago, I went looking for my first book of byron's work, but my library didn't have it. I had to look up some of his poems in a colledge textbook. and yes, I was too stupid to use the internet. Can you believe that they didn't even have one book? Sure, books about sex poetry (not kidding, I actually found one) but not one of the greatest poets of all time. The public school system makes me sick. sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 1:32 pm
Sex poetry? In a public school system? Interesting.
I'd rather go look for books than use the Internet so don't feel stupid.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:44 pm
Fantasy Moon Sex poetry? In a public school system? Interesting. I'd rather go look for books than use the Internet so don't feel stupid. Yeah...I'm in a public school and my school has a gret bit of sex peotry itself. Anyway; I feel stupid when I'm looking stuff up on the internet too...I use it more as a last resort to look stuff up.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 6:34 pm
Byron's "Apostrophe to the Ocean" was very good...
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 1:54 pm
Well personally I love Wordsworth. This is my favourite poem that I've seen so far: The Tables Turned
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
Or surely you'll grow double:
Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
Why all this toil and trouble?
The sun above the mountain's head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.
Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife:
Come, hear the woodland linnet,
How sweet his music! on my life,
There's more of wisdom in it.
And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
He, too, is no mean preacher:
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.
She has a world of ready wealth,
Our minds and hearts to bless--
Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
Truth breathed by cheerfulness.
One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.
Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:--
We murder to dissect.
Enough of Science and of Art;
Close up those barren leaves;
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 1:09 pm
I can't say that I was particurarly either way about most of those poets, except Shakespeare. Burns was entertaing to me in a comical sort of way. I don't remember much of what I read of Byron's work, neither of Wordsworth. However, loosely connected with Wordsworth, I would say Coleridge's Kubla Kahn was quite good.
I can really read anything Shakespeare, however, I prefer his plays over his poetry.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:18 pm
Ah, Shakespeare. His eloquence knows no bounds, his pathos reaches fathomless depths, his wit is sharper than any rapier. Shakespeare is the father of the English language as we know it, and is the window to the universal soul. I have read Romeo and Juliet, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Julius Caesar, and Hamlet, and I plan to read all of his plays, ultimately. Hamlet, for me, has been the best thus far: it probes the human conscience, forcing consideration of death, life, reason, and ethos. I performed the "to be or not to be" monologue in front of my English class, and it was a powerful experience that made me weak in the knees.
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