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June 8, 2011

Published 11:16 PM by Jason Oxenham with 1 comment

You Are Old, Father William

You Are Old, Father William
Lewis Carroll


"You are old, Father William," the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head—
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

"In my youth," Father William replied to his son,
"I feared it might injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again."
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June 7, 2011

Published 9:58 PM by Jason Oxenham with 1 comment

Villa for Sale leaves all the characters

 In this post I am going to few answer  regarding Villa for Sale. Before read this read my first post about Villa for Sale.
Question..

Villa for Sale leaves all the characters.
First make your answer and continue reading..

Answer
I'm in complete agreement with the statement that "Villa For Sale" leaves all the main characters happy at the end. The main intention of Juliette is to sell the villa earning a big profit of her own. The story reminds us that it had become very difficult to her to sell the villa and decided to cut lost as well. She was expecting a buyer from an agency. Even though Jeanne and Gaston, the buyers were very negative towards the villa, finally
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Published 9:41 AM by Jason Oxenham with 0 comment

categorize Poem

Poetry

Theme: Nature

The Sea – J. Reeves
The Lake Isle of Innisfree – W.B.Yeats
She dwelt among the untrodden ways – William Wordsworth
A Minor Bird – Robert Frost

War and violence

Charge of the Light Brigade – Lord Tennyson
Anthem for Doomed Youth – Wilfred Owen
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Published 8:53 AM by Jason Oxenham with 6 comments

Villa For Sale

Villa For Sale - Sacha Guitry

I think as a literature lover people all of you have red this drama and enjoyed it. If not first read VILLA FOR SALE.(click here to download Villa For Sale.pdf )

1. The drama Villa for Sale shows how Gaston outwits women in the drama. Comment

In my point of view - the whole drama itself is a satire (wrote with one intention, to ridicule a person in the form of a poem or a play). Here Gaston is a witty character and throughout the drama he does not agree with Jeanne thinking that this villa is impossible. His words are short but very thoughtful. He is extremely witty and clever in his replies.
"On the principle of people who like children
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June 6, 2011

Published 11:40 PM by Jason Oxenham with 0 comment

Discussion / Mid - Term Break


OK now we are going to discuss the poem "Mid-Term Break"
Death and Grief in Mid-Term Break

  In the poem Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney, the ideas of death, trauma, grief and finality are explored. The poem itself is as haunting as it is brilliantly executed. The poem depicts a boy arriving home from boarding school, to where he is informed of the tragic death of his younger brother, whose doomed fate indelibly marks the narrator, whom is the boy’s older brother. The boy recounts the experience of losing a loved one. The author has incorporated many elements and style in a subtle and distinct manner.

  The poem depicts a boy arriving home from school, “moaning in the college sick bay”
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Published 11:33 PM by Jason Oxenham with 0 comment

Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney

Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney

I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
At two o'clock our neighbors drove me home.

In the porch I met my father crying--
He had always taken funerals in his stride--
And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow.

The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram
When I came in, and I was embarrassed
By old men standing up to shake my hand
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Published 9:08 AM by Jason Oxenham with 1 comment

Everyman

Everyman - A morality play

Yes. I when we go through literature we have chance to enjoy dramas. But dam part is if we have pass the exam we have to describe it also. So many student just only enjoy reading it. But I think it not the better part. Better and exciting part is give our own idea about the drama. It is the best description. I think it is the funny part in our literature life.
                   OK.That is enough. In here today I'm going to describe EVERYMAN(If you are not familiar with this drama click here to read it first ) by my own words, To give my idea about the drama. OK now we are ready to start.
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June 2, 2011

Published 8:11 PM by Jason Oxenham with 1 comment

Your Future

In the future, everyone will be happy. And everyone will be sad.
I know this because I live in the future. By the time you read this post, it will be in the past, but I am in the future now as you read this. And it is still true, regardless.

In the future, people will continue to do stupid meaningless shit...
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Published 7:26 PM by Jason Oxenham with 0 comment

My Laud of "Doom Youth"

"Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)
Anthem for Doomed Youth here is my words of "Anthem for Doomed Youth". I suggest you must have your own about "...Doomed youth". So first familiar with poem and then come to this.......................................................................

Wilfred Owen in his poem "Anthem for Doomed youth" describes us the pathetic situation of soldiers who die in the battle field. As a readers we understand that he has a big respect towards them.So that he has a big respect towards them. so that he has named the poem as Anthem for Doomed youth. The poet's anger towards the war is emphasized in the first rhetorical question, 
                                            "What passing - bells for these who die as cattle"
                                 It's vital in the christian culture to ring the bells at funeral. Yet the poet questions whether the bells are rung[..]
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Published 10:08 AM by Jason Oxenham with 1 comment

Anthem for Doomed Youth

Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
       - Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
       Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;
       Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, -
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
       And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?[..]
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