Suche engl. Gedicht für Nachschreibeklausur

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    Hallo ihr Lieben,


    ich habe mit meinem 11er Grundkurs Englisch eine Reihe zu poetry gemacht und dann auch eine Klausur zu Robert Frost´s "The Road not Taken" geschrieben. Da ich mit den Schüler kreativ gearbeitet habe und sie selber Gedichte geschrieben haben, habe ich mich bei der Analyse von Stilmitteln ledichlich auf Metaphern beschränkt und bin auch in der Klausur nur darauf eingegangen. Da aber zwei der Schüler bei der Klausur mal wieder nicht da waren, bin ich gerade auf der verzweifelten Suche nach einem Gedicht, in dem man gut die Metaphorik analysieren lassen kann.
    Für Tipps und Vorschläge wäre ich sehr sehr dankbar!!!


    Ich wünsche Euch ein schönes Wochenende, Nenard!

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    INVICTUS



    OUT of the night that covers me,
    Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.


    In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.


    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds and shall find me unafraid.


    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.


    WILlIAM E. HENLEY

    WE are the music-makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams,
    World-losers and world-forsakers on whom the pale moon gleams
    yet we are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.

    (is vielleicht was zu kurz...)
    NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
    Nature's first green is gold,
    her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf's a flower,
    but only so an hour.
    So leaf subsides to leaf
    So Eden sank to Grief.
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing Gold Can Stay.
    (R. Frost)



    LG


    Tina

    Wohl ohne Üben zu schwer:


    Spenser: Sonnet XV


    Ye tradeful merchants, that with weary toil
    Do seek most precious things to make your gain,
    And both the Indias of their treasures spoil,
    What needeth you to seek so far in vain?
    For lo! my love doth in herself contain
    All this world's riches that may far be found-
    If sapphires, lo! her eyes be sapphires plain;
    If rubies, lo! her lips be rubies sound:
    If pearls, her teeth be pearls both pure and round;
    If ivory, her forehead ivory ween;
    If gold, her locks are finest gold on ground;
    If silver, her fair hands are silver sheen.
    But that which fairest is, but few behold,
    Her mind, adorned with virtues manifold.


    (Und irgendwann dann für alle dazu: )


    William Shakespeare: Sonnet 130


    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 wire grow on her head.
    I have seen roses damasked, 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,
    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.

    Seit 2004 unter dem gleichen Namen im Forum, weitgehend ohne ad hominem.

    LIFE DOESN’T FRIGHTEN ME
    By: Maya Angelou


    Shadows on the wall
    Noises down the hail
    Life doesn’t frighten me at all
    Bad dogs barking loud
    Big ghosts in a cloud
    Life doesn’t frighten me at all.


    Mean old Mother Goose
    Lions on the loose
    They don’t frighten me at all
    Dragons breathing flame
    On my counterpane
    That doesn’t frighten me at all.


    I go boo
    Make them shoo
    I make fun
    Way they run
    I won’t cry
    So they fly
    I just smile
    They go wild
    Life doesn’t frighten me at all.


    Tough guys in a fight
    All alone at night
    Life doesn’t frighten me at all.
    Panthers in the park
    Strangers in the dark
    No, they don’t frighten me at all.


    That new classroom where
    Boys pull all my hair
    (Kissy little girls
    With their hair in curls)
    They don’t frighten me at all.


    Don’t show me frogs and snakes
    And listen for my scream,
    If I’m afraid at all
    It’s only in my dreams.


    I’ve got a magic charm
    That I keep up my sleeve,
    I can walk the ocean floor
    And never have to breathe.


    Life doesn’t frighten me at all
    Not at all
    Not at all
    Life doesn’t frighten me at all.

    Give me a simple life
    With a book by the fire
    A stool to rest my feet on
    And a cushion for my head.

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