16FallMAPoetry课外补充阅读材料Word格式文档下载.docx

1、She will take out her glasses, and therein the bookstore, she will thumbover my poems, then put the book back up on its shelf. She will say to herself,For that kind of money, I can get my raincoat cleaned. And she will. Fire and Ice by Robert Frost （1874-1963）Some say the world will end in fire,Some

2、 say in ice.From what Ive 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.Funeral Blues by W. H. Auden （1907-1937）Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog

3、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 public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton

4、 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 forever, 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 swee

5、p up the wood, For nothing now can ever come to any good.Archibald MacLeish （1892-1982）Arts PoeticaA poem should be palpable and muteAs a globed fruitDumbAs old medallions to the thumbSilent as the sleeve-worn stoneOf casement ledges where the moss has grown-A poem should be wordlessAs the flight of

6、 birdsA poem should be motionless in timeAs the moon climbsLeaving, as the moon releasesTwig by twig the night-entangled trees,Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,Memory by memory the mind-A poem should be equal to:Not trueFor all the history of griefAn empty doorway and a maple leafFor lo

7、veThe leaning grasses and two lights above the sea-A poem should not meanBut bePresentation Topics and Suggested Ideas for Doing Presentation1. Imagism and its place in American literature. （一次）a. 与旧的诗歌传统的决裂，顺应时代的要求b. 革新诗坛和文坛，其示范效应（如创办文学刊物等），此后其他流派崛起，开创诗歌新时代c. 挖掘出一批诗人，对后世影响大d. Imagism and the China

8、influence. （汲取东方文化的养分、促进东西方文化交融）e. Amygism VS. Imagism （Amy Lowell VS. Ezra Pound）.f. 有它的缺陷性和局限性Its limitationsg. Major Imagist poets. 2. The Fugitive Poetry （一次）a. The Southern Renaissance and the Fugitive Poetry.b. The characteristic features of the Fugitive Poetry.c. The Fugitives VS. The Imagist

9、s.d. The Fugitives and the rise of New Criticism.e. Representative poets: John Crowe Ransom, Robert Penn Warren and Allen Tate.f. The Fugitive Poetry in China.3. Langston Hughes and the Rise of Afro-American Poetry （两次/其中一组2人）a. Afro-American poetry before Langston Hughes.b. The Harlem Renaissance.c

10、. Langston Hughes as the spokesman of the New Negro Movement.d. A close reading of Langston Hughes representative poems.e. Afro-American poetry after Langston Hughes4. Sylvia Plath and the Confessional Poetry （两次）a. The meaning of “Confessional”.b. The line between “Personal” and “Public”.c. The ele

11、ment of death in Confessional poetry.d. Sylvia Plath and her poetry.e. Other Confessional poets.f. Confessional and Post-Confessional.g. The study about Confessional Poetry in China.h. 陆兄的翻译可拿出来5. Allen Ginsberg and the Beat Generation （一次）a. The Politics in English poetry b. The Beat Generation and

12、 the Counter-Culture Movement.c. The contributions of the Beat Movement to American social life. d. Allen Ginsberg and his poetry.e. Perform- read some representative poems? f. The meaning of “the Beat Generation”.g. The role of San Francesco in the Beat Movement.h. Other Beat Poets （Gary Snyder?）6.

13、 Ted Kooser and His Poetry （一次）Poems for Further Reading: About 80 Poems Alexander PopeSound and Sense True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,As those move easiest who have learned to dance.Tis not enough no harshness gives offense,The sound must seem an echo to the sense:Soft is the strain

14、 when Zephyr gently blows,And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows;But when loud surges lash the sounding shore,The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar;When Ajax strives some rocks vast weight to throw,The line too labors, and the words move slow;Not so, when swift Camilla scours

15、 the plain,Flies oer the unbending corn, and skims along the main.Hear how Timotheus varied lays surprise,And bid alternate passions fall and rise!John KeatsOn First Looking into Chapmans HomerMuch have I travelld in the realms of gold,And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;Round many western isla

16、nds have I beenWhich bards in fealty to Apollo hold.Oft of one wide expanse had I been toldThat deep-browd Homer ruled as his demesne:Yet did I never breathe its pure sereneTill I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:Then felt I like some watcher of the skiesWhen a new planet swims into his ken;Or

17、like stout Cortez when with eagle eyesHe stared at the Pacific-and all his menLooked at each other with a wild surmise-Silent, upon a peak in Darien.Alfred, Lord TennysonThe Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands;Close to the sun in lonely lands,Ringed with the azure world, he stands.The wrinkl

18、ed sea beneath him crawls;He watches from his mountain walls,And like a thunderbolt he falls. Christina G. RossettiSongWhen I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me;Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree:Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet;And if thou wil

19、t, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain;I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on as if in pain:And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set,Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.Emily DickinsonThere Is No Frigate like A BookTh

20、ere is no frigate like a book To take us lands away,Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry.This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll;How frugal is the chariot That bears the human soul!Robert BrowningMeeting at NightThe gray sea and the long black land;And the yellow half-m

21、oon large and low;And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep,As I gain the cove with pushing prow,And quench its speed ithe slushy sand Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;Three fields to cross till a farm appears;A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch And blue

22、spurt of a lighted match,And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,Than the two hearts beating each to each!Andrew MarvellTo His Coy Mistress Had we but world enough, and time,This coyness, lady, were no crime.We would sit down, and think which wayTo walk, and pass our long loves day.Thou by

23、 the Indian Ganges sideShouldst rubies find; I by the tideOf Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood,And you should, if you please, refuseTill the conversion of the Jews.My vegetable love should growVaster than empires, and more slow;An hundred years should go to praise Th

24、ine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;Two hundred to adore each breast,But thirty thousand to the rest;An age at least to every part,And the last age should show your heart.For, lady, you deserve this state,Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hearTimes winged chariot hurrying near;A

25、nd yonder all before us lieDeserts of vast eternity.Thy beauty shall no more be found,Nor, in thy marble vault, shall soundMy echoing song; then worms shall tryThat long-preserved virginity,And your quaint honor turn to dust,And into ashes all my lust:The graves a fine and private place,But none, I

26、think, do there embrace. Now therefore, while the youthful hueSits on thy skin like morning dew,And while thy willing soul transpiresAt every pore with instant fires,Now let us sport us while we may,And now, like amorous birds of prey,Rather at once our time devourThan languish in his slow-chapped p

27、ower.Let us roll all our strength and allOur sweetness up into one ball,And tear our pleasures with rough strifeThorough the iron gates of life.Thus, though we cannot make our sunStand still, yet we will make him run.Robert FrostThe Rose FamilyThe rose is a rose,And was always a rose.But the theory now goes That the apples a rose,And the pear is, and sosThe plum, I suppose.The dear only knows What will next prove a rose.You, of course, are a rose -But were always a rose.My Life Had Stood - A Loaded GunMy Life had stood - a Loaded Gun-In Corners - till a Day