Poetry Terms Review Tool

¨Here at the small field’s ending pause

 

Where the chalk wall falls to the foam and it’s tall ledges

 

Oppose the pluck¨   W.H. Auden; Look, Stranger

¨The winter evening settles down

With smells of steaks in passageways

Six o’ clock.

The burnt- out ends of smoky days….

The morning comes to consciousness

Of faint stale smells of beer.¨ T.S. Eliot, Preludes

“There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling
Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,
Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,
Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering,
And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering…”  Robert Browning, The Pied Piper of Hamelin

“David Donald Doo dreamed a dozen doughnuts and a duck-dog, too,” Dr. Seuss

“Do not all charms fly
At the mere touch of cold philosophy?
There was an awful rainbow once in heaven:
We know her woof, her texture; she is given”  Edgar Allen Pollen, To Science

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;¨

¨You couldn’t catch a chipmunk if all its legs were broken and it was glued to the palm of your hand.¨

¨Hey, Diddle, Diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.¨ Mother Goose, Hey Diddle, Diddle

¨A library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance, particularly if the library is very tall and the surrounding area has been flooded.¨ Lemony Snicket, Horseradish