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		<title>Favorite/ best blog of the semester!!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[NEROPS7&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.   http://nerops7.wordpress.com Great job!! I loved all your poems, and what you had to say about them..<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=32&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Great job!!  I loved all your poems, and what you had to say about them..</p>
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		<title>There is a Word.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 20:05:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THERE is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man. It hurls its barbed syllables,&#8211; At once is mute again. But where it fell The saved will tell On patriotic day, Some epaulette brother Gave his breath &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/11/14/there-is-a-word/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=30&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">THERE is a word</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Which bears a sword</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Can pierce an armed man.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">It hurls its barbed syllables,&#8211;</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">At once is mute again.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">But where it fell</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">The saved will tell</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">On patriotic day,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Some epaulette brother</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Gave his breath away.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Wherever runs the breathless sun,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Wherever roams the day,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">There is its noiseless onset,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">There is its victory!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Behold the keenest marksman!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">The most accomplished shot!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Time’s sublimest target</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Is a soul “forgot”!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">By: Emily Dickinson</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>This poem starts by talking about the negative effects of words, and then the second paragraph talks about the positive effect they can have.<span>  </span>Emily Dickinson compares hurtful words to a sword, stabbing someone, but not just stabbing a defenseless person, but an armed person, someone that expects the blow.<span>  </span>She also uses metaphor to compare those words to being sharp like a barbed fence.<span>  </span>She then points out that those words come and go so easily but can be forever remembered and painful.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>The then goes on to compare positive words to victory and to being as beautiful as the sun. She says that the person who says them is as perfect as “the keenest marksman” and that his words accomplish something perfect.<span>  </span>My favorite line though is the last one, because it says, “Is a soul ‘forgot,’ and by this she points out that these words are also never forgotten, but are remembered for something good.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>I completely agree with the meaning of this poem, because it’s so true.<span>  </span>The old saying, “Stick and stones can break my bones, but words will never hurt me,” is not true, words can have a way of hurting someone deep within, even if you can’t see the pain on the outside.</span></span></p>
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		<title>That I did always Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[That I did always love, I bring thee proof: That till I loved I did not love enough. That I shall love always, offer thee That love is life, And life hath immortality.  This, dost thou doubt, sweet? Then have &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/11/06/that-i-did-always-love/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=27&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Verdana;">That I did always love,<br />
I bring thee proof:<br />
That till I loved<br />
I did not love enough.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Verdana;">That I shall love always,<br />
offer thee<br />
That love is life,<br />
And life hath immortality. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Verdana;">This, dost thou doubt, sweet?<br />
Then have I<br />
Nothing to show<br />
But Calvary. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Verdana;">- Emily Dickinson</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Verdana;"> <span>         </span>At first reading this poem, I didn’t know quite what to think. But when I got to the last line I think I got it.<span>  </span>I think this could be a poem from God or Jesus to us, humanity.<span>  </span>The beginning starts off saying that ‘I always loved you, but you never believes me so I’ll even give you proof.’ And that could be like when Jesus came to the world, he was the greatest proof of love.<span>  </span>The second paragraph goes on to say that because love is life and that in life we are immortal, that life has to end to truly show love.<span>  </span>Then in the last line, its as if Gods asking, ‘you still don’t get it, how much I love you,’ and that it finally ends with that Jesus sacrificing himself on the cross at Calvary, that him dying was the greatest show of love.<span>  </span>I really love this poem, not only because I believe it, but because I like the way Emily Dickinson wrote it.</span></p>
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		<title>We Outgrow Love Like Other Things</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 20:14:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We outgrow love like other things    And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows    Like costumes grandsires wore. By: Emily Dickinson               Although this poem is very short, I think it holds a &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/10/31/we-outgrow-love-like-other-things/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=25&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre><span style="font-size:x-small;">We outgrow love like other things</span>
<span style="font-size:x-small;"><span>   </span>And put it in the drawer,</span>
<span style="font-size:x-small;">Till it an antique fashion shows</span>
<span style="font-size:x-small;"><span>   </span>Like costumes grandsires wore.</span></pre>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">By: Emily Dickinson</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>Although this poem is very short, I think it holds a much greater meaning.<span>  </span>It reminds me of most relationships were one of the person cheats on the other, or in a marriage where one of the spouses has an affair. And they use the line, “I’m just not in love with you anymore,” as if they outgrew love. As if love is as simple as a sweater that a child outgrows over a years time, or shoes that we used to like once, but they went out of style.<span>  </span>Emily Dickinson makes love sound like something easily tossed and gone.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">In the next stanza though she points out that we never fully lose love all together, but that we put it in a draw, as if it always lingers in the back of our minds, that even though we’ve outgrown it, we still like to look at it sometimes and think about it. <span> </span>In a very sad pathetic way I can relate to this.<span>  </span>When I broke up with a past boyfriend, I just didn’t love him the same way anymore, but I still kept a bunch of his pictures stored away in a box, because I just couldn’t bring myself to completely destroy the evidence of my past, over the next two years, every time I would go through that box I would throw more and more of them away, until now there are only a few left.<span>  </span>They are “antique” to my mind now, as if that time in my life was just a passing moment or “costume,” as Dickinson so simply portrays.</span></p>
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		<title>Excerpt from Shakespeare’s play, A Midsummer’s Night Dream</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Nay good Lysander. For my sake dear. Lie further off yet. Do not lie so near. Lysander riddles very prettily: Now much beshrew my manners and my pride, If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied. But, gentle friend, for &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/10/27/excerpt-from-shakespeare%e2%80%99s-play-a-midsummer%e2%80%99s-night-dream/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=23&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Nay good Lysander. For my sake dear.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Lie further off yet. Do not lie so near.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Lysander riddles very prettily:</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Lie further off in human modesty.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Such separation, as may well be said.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Thy love ne’er alter till thy sweet life end!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>In this part of the play Lysander and Hermia have just ran away to be together despite her fathers wishes.<span>  </span>They are now alone in the wood, and are tired and they both just want to sleep.<span>  </span>Lysander wishes to sleep near Hermia, and to be with her, because they have so long been separated.<span>  </span>But Hermia does nto allow this, because she is too afraid of being caught.<span>  </span>When she says the line, “Lysander riddles very prettily: Now much beshrew my manners and my pride, If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied,” she is pointing out that his words are beautiful and that they do mean so much to her.<span>  </span>She knows he is not lying but in the next line she points out that they must do this out of ‘human modesty’ because they are not completely out of their town yet. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>She cares about their reputation and not having bad words said of them. Towards the end she finally gets him to leave, and she does all she can to assure him that she still loves him and hopes that he is not angry with her.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>I like this scene in the play because I think a lot of people can relate to it.<span>  </span>I just remember being sixteen years old and watching a movie in my living room with my boyfriend, and pushing him away from me because I didn’t want my parents to walk in and catch us.<span>  </span>Obviously I wasn’t pushing him away because I didn’t want to be near him, but the thought of being discovered made that happen.<span>  </span>This scene describes that experience perfectly, especially in the fact that it is usually the girl that is more nervous than they boy.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">How wonderful it is, how pleasant,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">when brothers live together in harmony!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">For harmony is as precious as the fragrant</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">anointing<span>  </span>oil</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">that was poured over Aaron’s head,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">that ran down his beard </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">and onto the border of his robe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Harmony is as refreshing as the dew from</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Mount Hermon</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">that falls on the mountains of Zion.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">And that the Lord has pronounced his blessing,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">even life forevermore.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">By: David</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Well to start, I love the first two lines of this poem, because it can relate so easily to most people. It’s so true, that whenever there is peace it is wonderful.<span>  </span>Whenever all is well, and no one amongst you is fighting, its easier to have a great time, especially with family and friends.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>Because this poem is from the Bible, the reference to Aaron is great because he was a Moses’ brother and he helped Moses lead the Israelites out of Egypt.<span>  </span>It is also quite important because, Aaron also made many mistakes and had many faults throughout his life.<span>  </span>So the Psalm points out even more so how amazing harmony is because pouring anointing oil on someone’s head and their robe was an extremely honorable ritual, so Aaron could receiving it despite his faults, shows great importance.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>Mount Hermon and Mount Zion were very important places throughout the Bible, as being great cities of kings, so the poem points out that the dew and the water from those places are so refreshing and so special that they represent how much we as people need peace and harmony among each other.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>And the last line sums it up by saying that harmony between brothers is pleasing to the God, and he promises blessings if we follow in this way.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;"><span>            </span>This whole poem inspires me to look beyond petty arguments and disagreements, and realize that being at peace with people is far more rewarding in every sense.</span></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 11:25:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You left me   You left me, sweet, two legacies,— A legacy of love A Heavenly Father would content, Had He the offer of;   You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/10/06/you-left-me/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=18&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">You left me</span></strong><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;"></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">You left me, sweet, two legacies,—</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">A legacy of love</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">A Heavenly Father would content,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">Had He the offer of;</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">You left me boundaries of pain</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">Capacious as the sea,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">Between eternity and time,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal;text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-size:18pt;color:midnightblue;font-family:&quot;">Your consciousness and me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0 0 10pt;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">By: Emily Dickinson</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><span>                </span>Pretty much every girl has gone through some type of break-up with a boy and been heartbroken afterwards.<span>  </span>I appreciate the way this poem perfectly relates to that.<span>  </span>I love the line “A Heavenly Father would content, Had He the offer of,” because I think it shows how ungrateful and how unsatisfied men can be when it comes to love and relationships.<span>  </span>The women is saying that if she offered all her love to God that he’d accept it and that it would be enough for him.<span>  </span>But that men are so imperfect that no matter how much of her love that she offers him it is not enough.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><span>                </span>The first paragraph points out that this man left her two legacies, one being that of love, because it is so deep that she will never forget him and the other, as she points out in the second paragraph, is pain.<span>  </span>The first line of the 2<sup>nd</sup> paragraph says that her pain has boundaries, but then she goes on to further say that her pain in as capacious and vast as the sea. She ends the poem by pointing out that she will never forget him for all eternity and that she will always keep a part of him with her. That his words will always haunt her.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><span>                </span>As I originally stated, many people can relate to this poem, and I think it could go both ways for either a guy or a girl.<span>  </span>I like the fact that the author makes the point about the heavenly father, because it adds a bit of humanity to the poem and points out that man is imperfect and never truly satisfied. <span> </span></span></span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Time and Eternity By: Emily Dickinson   I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room.   He questioned softly why I failed? “For beauty,” I &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/09/29/time-and-eternity/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=16&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Time and Eternity</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">By: Emily Dickinson</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">I died for beauty, but was scarce</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Adjusted in the tomb,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">When one who died for truth was lain</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">In an adjoining room.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">He questioned softly why I failed?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“For beauty,” I replied.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“And I for truth—the two are one;</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">We brethren are,” he said.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">And so, kinsmen met a night,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">We talked between the rooms,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Until the moss had reached our lips,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">And covered up our names.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">In the second paragraph of this poem, Emily Dickinson points out that death is a failure.<span>  </span>And while many would disagree and say that death is not always by means of failure, she makes a rather good point.<span>  </span>That life is seen as a positive thing most of the time, and we as people constantly try to accomplish all we can throughout our live, and find ways to prolong our lives, that I can see what she means how death could be a failure.<span>  </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">When I first read this poem it reminded me of war.<span>  </span>How all the brave men who died, died for what they believed in. I also noticed that when someone dies in war we praise and honor them, but we never know how they might feel about it.<span>  </span>Dickinson portrays them as seeing death as a failure like they didn’t complete their job.<span>  </span>I thought that was a very interesting way to look at it.<span>  </span>I also liked that both men felt that even though they failed, that they failed for beauty and truth, which made it almost ok to them.<span>  </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">I also liked the last two lines of the poem, which to me points out that even though throughout time their names wouldn’t be remembered, what they died for would never be forgotten.</span></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 11:35:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Part Three: Love XLVII HEART, we will forget him!   You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave,   I will forget the light.    When you have done, pray tell me,         5   That I my thoughts may dim; &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/09/22/heart-we-will-forget-him/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=14&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#9c9c63;"><strong>Part Three: Love</p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;">XLVII</span></strong></p>
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<td>H<span>EART,</span> we will forget him!</td>
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<td>  You and I, to-night!</td>
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<td>You may forget the warmth he gave,</td>
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<td>  I will forget the light.</td>
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<td>When you have done, pray tell me,</td>
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<td>  That I my thoughts may dim;</td>
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<td>Haste! lest while you’re lagging,</td>
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<td>  I may remember him!</td>
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<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">By: Emily Dickinson</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">“Heart, we will forget him.” I love this first line because Emily Dickinson gives the heart a mind, and presents it as if it is a person she is talking to. It also amuses me that when ever people go through a breakup, kind of like this poem, we always have an easier time telling our minds to let go or to forget, but when it comes to our hearts we have a much harder time with it.<span>  </span>The woman portrayed seems to be having a deep ‘heart to heart’ discussion with her heart, telling it to move on.<span>  </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>In the next line she writes that the heart will have to forget the warmth and her the light. By this I think she is representing the mind because it is the mind that brings insight or knowledge, ‘the light.’ Whereas the heart is where we store all of our warm, mushy love feelings.<span>  </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>In <span> </span>the second paragraph she writes, “When you have done, pray tell me, that I my thoughts may dim.” By this I think she further points out the difficultly presented when trying to erase someone form our hearts.<span>  </span>She points out that once her heart is over it her thoughts also will be able to forget him. And she continues to say that while he is still in her heart she will always be thinking of her lost love.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>            </span>I loved this poem, because I knew how true it was, and how myself and others would easily relate to it. The heart is an incredible organ, that throughout life we make many references to. I also think that throughout life we do personify our heart as if it were a person. I found this poem to be so true that I just needed to share it.</span></span></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 21:07:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Part Three: Love XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.    The wealth might disappoint,         5 Myself a poorer prove Than this great purchaser suspect, The &#8230; <a href="http://annejb.wordpress.com/2008/09/12/i-gave-myself-to-him/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=annejb.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4774215&amp;post=7&amp;subd=annejb&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#9c9c63;">XXII<!-- END CHAPTERTITLE --></span></p>
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<td>I <span>GAVE</span> myself to him,</td>
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<td>And took himself for pay.</td>
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<td>The solemn contract of a life</td>
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<td>Was ratified this way.</td>
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<td>The wealth might disappoint,</td>
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<td>Myself a poorer prove</td>
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<td>Than this great purchaser suspect,</td>
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<td>The daily own of Love</td>
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<td>Depreciate the vision;</td>
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<td>But, till the merchant buy,</td>
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<td>Still fable, in the isles of spice,</td>
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<td>The subtle cargoes lie.</td>
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<td>At least, ’t is mutual risk,—</td>
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<td>Some found it mutual gain;</td>
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<td>Sweet debt of Life,—each night to owe,</td>
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<td>Insolvent, every noon.</td>
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<p>In this poem, I think the writer, Emily Dickinson, is trying to show the weight of consumating a marriage back in her time.  Sex was a gift to the husband, and when a couple consumated the marriage it made the contract of marriage officail.  I think she is also trying to portray the &#8220;buying of wives&#8221; back then, and how women were seen as property, to be bought by a man.  The woman in this poem feels as though because of her inexperience she may to prove herself as great as the man. But she claims that despite that fact, she will give him all of her heart and love.</p>
<p>I also think that the writer shows that sex was and still can be a duty.  In that time it was soley a wives duty to her husband. It was her &#8220;Sweet debt of Life.&#8221;</p>
<p>The mood of this poem, and the way that it was written could also make the man appear to be heartless, but i think the last paragraph represents that the union between the man and the woman, and that they are both benefitting from it.  The last line, &#8220;Insolvent every noon,&#8221; creates the ultimate bond between the man and the woman, and it makes them sound equal to me.  Insolvent meens that they are incapable of separating, they were two separate people, that have hence become as one person.</p>
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