mam pomysł. gramy w grę żeby było łatwiej nauczyć się na literaturę
gra polega na tym że ktoś piszę fragment, ktoś inny musi napisać tytuł, autora i interpretacje, kto napiszę dobrze piszę następny fragment.
to może ja zacznę
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
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a może lepiej niech każda grupa powie jaki miała wiersz/ sonnet/ opowiadanie do rozpoznania? Tak chyba będzie lepiej, bo na bank gościu nie zmieni fragmentów tylko pomiesza te co były.
Ja miałam do rozpoznania:
1.) Sonnet 116 Szekspira:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
2.) When I have fears that I may cease to be(J. Keats)
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And feel that I may never live to trace
3.) The Rape of the Lock (A.Pope)
Canto 5, wersy 37-44
4.) Wuthering Heights (E. Bronte)
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Pomysl z zabawa zly nie jest:D Popieram! Ale najpierw faktycznie mozna wypisac to co mielismy na kolosie, bo tez mi sie wydaje ze nie bedzie zmienial juz fragmentow tylko pomiesza to co bylo.
Ja miałam:
1. Pilgrims Progress - moment w ktorym on przechodzi przez rwącą rzeke i pomaga mu Helpful
2. The Rape of the Lock - fragment jak byly opisane kobiety ktore sie malują( co to oznacza) i jakies pierwsze zdanie o Nymphs
3.To His Coy Mistress
Time's winged chariot hurrying near
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
4.She walks in Beauty
Had half impaird the nameless grace
which impair the nameless grace
which waves in every raven trees
or softly lightens u'er her face
where thoughts serenely sweet express
how pure how dear their dwelling-placce
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dobry pomysł. ja miałam:
1.) sonnet 18 Szekspira:
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:
2.) Ode on a grecian urn - Keats
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal - yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
3.) A VALEDICTION FORBIDDING MOURNING.by John Donne
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.
4.) The Pilgrim's Progress
So I saw in my Dream that the Man began to run. Now he had not run far from his own door, but his Wife and Children,
perceiving it, began to cry after him to return; but the Man out his fingers
in his ears, and ran on, crying Life! Life! Eternal Life! So he looked not
behind him, but fled towards the middle of the Plain.
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No to moze ja tez dodam. z gr A
1. The Picture of Dorian Gray (wypowiedz Lorda Henry'ego na temat smierci Sybil Vane)
2. To His Coy Mistress (A.Marvell)
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
3. It Is A Beauteous Evening (W.Wordsworth)
Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year;
And worship'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.
4. She Walks in Beauty (G.G.Byron)
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
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Ja miałam fragment z z Doriana Greja (Oscar Wilde) zaczynał się fragment od słowa Look! jeszcze w tym fragmencie było imię Josef. było coś takiego: Josef is still waiting to close the gate when I come. niestety nie pamiętam cały fragment
Był fragment z Crossing the Bar (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home
był fragment z Piligrim's Progress (John Bunian)
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To był fragment z Wuthering Heights Emily Bronte a nie z Doriana Graya:"Look she cried eagerly", that's my room with the candle in it , and the trees swaying before it: and the other candle is in Joseph's garret. Joseph sits up late, doesn't he? He's waiting till I come home that he may lock the gate. Well, he'll wait a till I come home that he may lock the gate. Well, he'll wait a while yet. It's a rought journey, and a sad heart to travel it; and we must pass by Gimerrton Kirk , to go that journey! We've braved its goths often together, and dared each other to stand among the graves and ask them to come.
Ostatnio edytowany przez Magda (2012-01-14 14:50:48)
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o widzisz! w sumie ja też napisałam że to był fragment z Wuthering Heightsn, a później Dominika powiedziała że to Dorian.
A o czym jest ten fragment?
Ostatnio edytowany przez leogirl (2012-01-14 14:55:09)
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Magda napisał:
To był fragment z Wuthering Heights Emily Bronte a nie z Doriana Graya:"Look she cried eagerly", that's my room with the candle in it , and the trees swaying before it: and the other candle is in Joseph's garret. Joseph sits up late, doesn't he? He's waiting till I come home that he may lock the gate. Well, he'll wait a till I come home that he may lock the gate. Well, he'll wait a while yet. It's a rought journey, and a sad heart to travel it; and we must pass by Gimerrton Kirk , to go that journey! We've braved its goths often together, and dared each other to stand among the graves and ask them to come.
racja! nawet wiem już co to był za fragment. to nawet było w filmie. to jest tu http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDHb8tNxxms
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znalazłam fragment z 'The Piligrom's Progress' który miałam: Now I saw in my dream, that just as they drew near to a very miry slough, that was in the midst of the plain; and they, being heedless, did both fall suddenly into the bog.
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