UNIT 3: LOVE AND LESSER AFFECTIONS – POETRY STUDY PACKET

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CONTRASTING VIEWS OF LOVE – “Magic of Love” & “Love Poem”

Magic of Love Helen Farris

There’s a wonderful gift that can give you a lift, It’s a blessing from heaven above! It can comfort and bless, it can bring happiness - It’s the wonderful MAGIC OF LOVE! 5 Like a star in the night, it can keep your faith bright, Like the sun, it can warm your hearts, too - It’s a gift you can give every day that you live, And when given, it comes back to you! When love lights the way, there is joy in the day 10 And all troubles are lighter to bear, Love is gentle and kind, and through love you will find There’s an answer to your every prayer! May it never depart from your two loving hearts, May you treasure this gift from above - 15 You will find if you do, all your dreams will come true, In the wonderful MAGIC OF LOVE!

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Love Poem John Frederick Nims

My clumsiest dear, whose hands shipwreck vases, At whose quick touch all glasses chip and ring, Whose palms are bulls in china, burns in linen, And have no cunning with any soft thing 5 Except all ill-at-ease fidgeting people: The refugee uncertain at the door You make at home; deftly you steady The drunk clambering on his undulant floor. Unpredictable dear, the taxi drivers’ terror, 10 Shrinking from far headlights pale as a dime Yet leaping before red apoplectic streetcars - Misfit in any space. And never on time. A wrench in clocks and the solar system. Only With words and people and love you move at ease, 15 In traffic of wit expertly maneuver And keep us, all devotion, at your knees. Forgetting your coffee spreading on our flannel, Your lipstick grinning on our coat, So gaily in love’s unbreakable heaven 20 Our souls on glory of spilt bourbon float. Be with me, darling, early and late. Smash glasses - I will study wry music for your sake. For should your hands drop white and empty All the toys of the world would break.

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THE PROPOSITION OF LOVE – “The Passionate Shepherd” & “The Nymph’s Reply”

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

Christopher Marlowe

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. 5 And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses 10 And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; 15 Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, 20 Come live with me, and be my love. The shepherds’ swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.

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The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd Sir Walter Raleigh

If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. 5 Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields 10 To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies 15 Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten - In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move 20 To come to thee and by thy love. But could youth last and love still breed, Had joys no date nor age no need, Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and by thy love.

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THE SONNET – VEHICLE FOR HUMAN EMOTION

Sonnet 18 William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: 5 Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, 10 Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breath, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet 29 William Shakespeare

When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, 5 Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur’d like him, like him with friends possess’d, Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, 10 Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate, For thy sweet love rememb’red such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

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Sonnet 130 William Shakespeare

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. 5 I have seen roses damask’d, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks, And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know 10 That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go, My mistress when she walks treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.