Haley+Stamper+Poets

 POET WARS **//__THE TEAM:__//** GK Chesterton William Morris Ambrose Bierce

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= =  __William Morris__ William Morris decided to dedicated himself to art in 1855 when he was in France. While he tried a variety of art forms it is poetry that held his passion. In his early years he wrote escapist poetry that gave him a reputation as a fanciful poet who posed no threat to capitalism. All his life he was against the stark contrast between the positions of the rich and poor but it was not until he was fifty when he discovered socialism, that he found what he believed to be the best solution to this problem. He portrayed socialism as a “stateless, moneyless, classless society” (Socialist League). At first he was politically involved with several societies but gave up all political activity by the early 1890s in order to “make socialists”(Morris). He believed it would be “a long period of struggle with a series of diversions before the working class would consciously decide to bring about socialism”(Socialist League), but he “understood that this change in society could only be brought about with a change in the consciousness of the majority of people” (Socialist League). He spoke on street corners and at meetings of various socialist groups trying to spread his ideas to the common man. One way he got his point across was by comparing the simple seemingly ideal life in medieval times to the class barriers and poor conditions of the industrialized era. He has gone down in history as one of the most influential figures in England’s early socialist movement. People today reading his works and not knowing of his beliefs might think of other mistreated people and the resulting rebellions, such as Occupation Wall Street. His works are ones that while the understanding of them and the ideas identified within them might change still hold a truth dear to many men, that when we are oppressed we will stand up against our oppressors.

What cometh here from west to east awending? And who are these, the marchers stern and slow? We bear the message that the rich are sending Aback to those who bade them wake and know. Not one, not one, nor thousands must they slay, But one and all if they would dusk the day.
 * =__**A Death Song**__=

We asked them for a life of toilsome earning, They bade us bide their leisure for our bread; We craved to speak to tell our woeful learning; We come back speechless, bearing back our dead. Not one, not one, nor thousands must they slay, But one and all if they would dusk the day.

They will not learn; they have no ears to hearken , They turn their faces from the eyes of fate ; Their gay-lit halls shut out the skies that darken. But, lo! this dead man knocking at the gate. Not one, not one, nor thousands must they slay, But one and all if they would dusk the day.

Here lies the sign that we shall break our prison; Amidst the storm he won a prisoner's rest; But in the cloudy dawn the sun arisen Brings us our day of work to win the best. Not one, not one, nor thousands must they slay, But one and all if they would dusk the day. || ==**__I'll Make a Man Out of You__**==
 * __from Mulan__**

Let's get down to business To defeat the Huns Did they send me daughters When I asked for sons? You're the saddest bunch I ever met But you can bet Before we're through Mister, I'll make a man out of you

Tranquil as a forest But on fire within Once you find your center you are sure to win You're a spineless, pale pathetic lot And you haven't got a clue Somehow I'll make a man out of you

I'm never gonna catch my breath. Say good-bye to those who knew me. Boy, was I a fool in school for cutting gym. This guy's got 'em scared to death. Hope he doesn't see right through me. Now I really wish that I knew how to swim.

( Be a man ) We must be swift as the coursing river ( Be a man ) With all the force of a great typhoon ( Be a man ) With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon

Time is racing toward us till the Huns arrive Heed my every order and you might survive You're unsuited for the rage of war So pack up, go home you're through How could I make a man out of you?

( Be a man ) We must be swift as the coursing river ( Be a man ) With all the force of a great typhoon ( Be a man ) With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon

( Be a man ) We must be swift as the Coursing river ( Be a man ) With all the force of a great typhoon ( Be a man ) With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon = = || =__Comparison__=

__ Repetition __
Definition: repeating of a word, within a sentence or a poetical line, with no particular placement of the words, in order to provide emphasis Effect: In the poem the repetition signals how serious they are about fighting till the last man is dead or they win. In the song the repetition shows the importance of being a man, implies that to be a man you need more than the correct genitalia. In both it emphasizes a point they are making.

__Idiom__
Definition: A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: In the poem it highlights the description of the people, "they have no ears to harken" so they not only don't listen but they wouldn't even understand if they did. In the song it highlights characteristics and actions. To see through her, he would be seeing through her deception. Then to be "spineless" is to be a coward. In both the poem and the song it better describes the thought behind the authors opinion and points it out as something important to note.

=__ Personification __= Definition: An attribution of personal nature or human characteristics to something not human, may be an abstract quality Effect: In the poem by saying that fate has eyes, and the light of the halls is "gay" or happy, the author is allowing the reader to better understand these things by giving them familiar characteristics and feelings. The same thing is done in the song. By saying "rage of war" the reader understands that war may be violent and volatile.

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 * =**__All For the Cause__**=

Hear a word, a word in season, for the day is drawing nigh When the Cause shall call upon us , some to live, and some to die!

He that dies shall not die lonely, many an one hath gone before; He that lives shall bear no burden heavier than the life they bore.

Nothing ancient is their story, e’en but yesterday they bled, Youngest they of earth’s beloved , last of all the valiant dead.

E’en the tidings we are telling, was the tale they had to tell, E’en the hope that our hearts cherish, was the hope for which they fell.

In the grave where tyrants thrust them, lies their labour and their pain, But undying from their sorrow springeth up the hope again.

Mourn not therefore, nor lament it, that the world outlives their life; Voice and vision yet they give us , making strong our hands for strife.

Some had name, and fame, and honour , learn’d they were, and wise and strong Some were nameless, poor, unlettered , weak in all but grief and wrong.

Named and nameless all live in us ; one and all they lead us yet Every pain to count for nothing, every sorrow to forget.

Hearken how they cry, “O happy, happy ye that ye were born In the sad slow night’s departing, in the rising of the morn.

“Fair the crown the Cause hath for you, well to die or well to live Through the battle, through the tangle, peace to gain or peace to give.”

Ah, it may be! Oft meseemeth, in the days that yet shall be, When no slave of gold abideth ’twixt the breadth of sea to sea,

Oft, when men and maids are merry, ere the sunlight leaves the earth, And they bless the day beloved all too short for all their mirth,

Some shall pause awhile and ponder on the bitter days of old, Ere the toil of strife and battle overthrew the curse of gold;

Then ’twixt lips of loved and lover solemn thoughts of us shall rise; We who once were fools defeated, then shall be the brave and wise.

There amidst the world new-builded shall our earthly deeds abide, Though our names be all forgotten, and the tale of how we died.

Life or death then, who shall heed it, what we gain or what we lose? Fair flies life amid the struggle, and t he Cause for each shall choose.

Hear a word, a word in season, for the day is drawing nigh , When the Cause shall call upon us , some to live, and some to die! || =__The Last Shot Fired__=
 * __by Trace Adkins__**

I was there in the winter of '64 When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors Three hundred miles our trail had led We barely had time to bury our dead When the Yankees charged and the colors fell Overton hill was a living hell When we called retreat it was almost dark I died with a grapeshot in my heart

Say a prayer for peace For every fallen son Set my spirit free Let me lay down my gun Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired

In June of 1944 I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores Twenty-one and scared to death My heart poundin' in my chest I almost made the first seawall When my friends turned and saw me fall I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud As I lay there dying from a loss of blood

Say a prayer for peace For every fallen son Set my spirit free Let me lay down my gun Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired

I'm in the fields of Vietnam, The mountains of Afghanistan And I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin I did not die in vain

Say a prayer for peace For every fallen son Set our spirits free Let us lay down our guns Sweet mother Mary we're so tired But we can't come home 'til the last shot's fired 'Til the last shot's fired

Say a prayer for peace (for peace) For our daughters and our sons Set our spirits free (set us free) Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary, we're so tired But we can't come home (No we can't come home) 'Til the last shot's fired || =__Comparison__=

__ Idiom __
Definition: A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: It highlights a point and says that it is important, that it needs to be understood. "Voice and vision yet they give us" is important as it is telling you the men who will die for their cause are also dying for the people and a vision of the future that they want. In the song the man wasn't really meeting the devil and seeing pits full of fire. But by saying it was a "living hell" he lets the reader know it was terrible.

Personification
Definition: An attribution of personal nature or human characteristics to something not human, may be an abstract quality Effect: In the poem the most important examples of personification are where the cause is treated as a person and not an idea. By doing this the author is identifying the cause with people, and the cause is for the people. In the song something similar happens. A soul is not something physical that can be trapped, it is more an idea. But they talk of setting "my spirit free" and are referring to themselves, not actually their spirit.

Cumulation
Definition: Using many similar words in a short space Effect: In both the poem and the song the use of different words with similar meanings drives home the point that the words are being used to make. For example he is not only hoping OR waiting OR praying, but doing all three. ||


 * ==**__No Master__**==

Saith man to man We've heard and known That we no master need To live upon this earth, our own , In fair and manly deed. The grief of slaves long passed away For us hath forged the chain, Till now each workers patient day Builds up the House of Pain.

And we, shall we too, crouch and quail , Ashamed, afraid of strife, And lest our lives untimely fail Embrace the Death in Life? Nay, cry aloud and have no fear, We few against the world; Awake, arise! the hope we bare Against the curse is hurled.

It grows and grows--- are we the same, The feeble band, the few? Or what are these with eyes aflame, And hands to deal and do? This is the host that bears the word, No MASTER HIGH OR LOW- A lightning flame, a shearing sword, A storm to overthrow. || =**__Imagine__**=
 * __By John Lenon__**

Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people living for today

Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people living life in peace

You, you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one I hope some day you'll join us And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people sharing all the world

You, you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one I hope some day you'll join us And the world will live as one || =__Comparison__=

Aphorism
Definition: a concise statement that is made in a matter of fact tone to state a principle or an opinion that is generally understood to be a universal truth. Effect: In the poem and the song when they start with something everyone already accepts it is then easier to argue the opinion that grows from it. For example people generally believe heaven to be above us. But they also believe the sky to be the only thing above us easily enough. From there it is not as hard to convince them to imagine for a moment that there is no heaven.

Cumulation
Definition: Using many similar words in a short space Effect: The slightly different words that point to the same idea are like having two direction signs instead of one. They give the reader a better sense of what is happening or being felt.

= Bandwagon = Definition: When someone adopts a popular point of view because they view the popularity as proof of an ideas goodness. ||

__G.K. Chesterton__

Chesterton mainly thought of himself as a journalist but he expressed himself in many ways, writing around 80 books, several hundred poems, some 200 short stories, 4000 essays, and several plays. Through his writings “he sought to bring about social changes that embodied his religious and political beliefs” (Poetry Foundation), and he had many belief. It was said "He said something about everything and he said it better than anyone else,"(Chesterton Society). Though at the heart of all his opinions was the belief that people should not complacently accept the conventional view of things. He urged people to think of things as they should be, not as they are. One way he did this was by reinterpreting history. For example, he asked if Napoleon had won and unified Europe would WWI have happened? He challenged the mind of the common man and greatly influenced the beliefs of his contemporaries, especially through his popular Father Brown detective novels which he viewed stories of morality. He is believed by some to have been the greatest writer and thinker of the 20th century and many still enjoy his works today. They are timeless works that while being satirical in nature address issues of his time are mostly about they ways we should view the world.


 * =__A Ballad Of An Anti-Puritan__=

They spoke of Progress spiring round, Of light and Mrs Humphrey Ward-- It is not true to say I frowned, Or ran about the room and roared; I might have simply sat and snored-- I rose politely in the club And said, `I feel a little bored; Will someone take me to a pub?'

The new world's wisest did surround Me; and it pains me to record I did not think their views profound Or their conclusions well assured; The simple life I can't afford, Besides, I do not like the grub-- I want a mash and sausage, `scored'-- Will someone take me to a pub?

I know where Men can still be found, Anger and clamorous accord, And virtues growing from the ground, idiom And fellowship of beer and board, personification And song, that is a sturdy cord, And hope, that is a hardy shrub, And goodness, that is God's last word-- Will someone take me to a pub? || =**__Only Prettier__**=
 * __by Miranda Lambert__**

Well, I've been saved by the grace of southern charm I got a mouth like a sailor and yours is more like a Hallmark card If you wanna pick a fight, well, I'm gonna have to say goodnight I don't have to be hateful, I can just say, "Bless your heart"

And even though I don't belong with your high life friends Doesn't mean we don't get together and try to make amends It's easier, can't you see? Let's agree to just disagree We don't have to like each other but it's sure fun to pretend

So let's shake hands and reach across those party lines You got your friends just like I got mine We might think a little differently, but we got a lot in common you will see We're just like you, only prettier

Everybody says you gotta know your enemies Even if they only weigh a hundred pounds and stand five foot three If you just smile and behave you can always get your way It's a universal plan that'll get you where you can in all societies

So let's shake hands and reach across those party lines You got your friends just like I got mine We might think a little differently, but we got a lot in common you will see We're just like you, only prettier, hey

Let's shake hands and reach across those party lines You got your friend just like I got mine We might think a little differently, but we got a lot in common you will see We’re just like you, only prettier

Well, I’ll keep drinkin’ and you’ll keep getting’ skinnier I'm just like you, only prettier || =__**Comparison**__=

Repetition
Definition: repeating of a word, within a sentence or a poetical line, with no particular placement of the words, in order to provide emphasis Effect: It emphasizes the opinion of the author. Though in the poem it only suggests the author's opinion as they are speaking of a place and keep asking to go to a pub- this suggests the place they speak of is a pub.

Idiom
Definition: A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: In both of these the idiom is there for humor.

Personification
Definition: An attribution of personal nature or human characteristics to something not human, may be an abstract quality Effect: Not of major importance in the song and poem personification makes the work flow. ||


 * =__A Ballade of Suicide__=

The gallows in my garden, people say, Is new and neat and adequately tall; I tie the noose on in a knowing way As one that knots his necktie for a ball; But just as all the neighbors--on the wall-- Are drawing a long breath to shout "Hurray!" The strangest whim has seized me. . . . After all I think I will not hang myself to-day

To-morrow is the time I get my pay-- My uncle's sword is hanging in the hall-- I see a little cloud all pink and grey-- Perhaps the rector's mother will not call-- I fancy that I heard from Mr. Gall That mushrooms could be cooked another way-- I never read the works of Juvenal-- I think I will not hang myself to-day.

The world will have another washing-day; The decadents decay ; the pedants pall ; And H. G. Wells has found that children play, And Bernard Shaw discovered that they squall , Rationalists are growing rational-- And through thick woods one finds a stream astray So secret that the very sky seems small-- I think I will not hang myself to-day. || =__Better Than I Use To Be__=
 * __By Tim McGraw__**

I know how to hold a grudge I can send a bridge up in smoke And I can't count the people I've let down, the hearts I've broke You ain't gotta dig too deep If you wanna find some dirt on me I'm learning who you've been Ain't who you've got to be It's gonna be an uphill climb Aww honey I won't lie

I ain't no angel I still got a still few more dances with the devil I’m cleanin up my act, little by little I’m getting there I can finally stand the man in the mirror I see I ain’t as good as I’m gonna get But I’m better than I used to be

I’ve pinned a lot of demons to the ground I’ve got a few old habits left There’s one or two I might need you to help me get Standin in the rain so long has left me with a little rust But put some faith in me And someday you’ll see There’s a diamond under all this dust

I ain't no angel I still got a still few more dances with the devil I’m cleanin up my act, little by little I’m getting there I can finally stand the man in the mirror I see I ain’t as good as I’m gonna get But I’m better than I used to be

I ain't no angel I still got a still few more dances with the devil But I’m cleanin up my act, little by little I’m getting there I can finally stand the man in the mirror I see I ain’t as good as I’m gonna get But I’m better than I used to be || ==__Comparison__==

Repetition
Definition: repeating of a word, within a sentence or a poetical line, with no particular placement of the words, in order to provide emphasis Effect: Repetition lends gravity to a statement.

Alliteration
Definition: The occurrence of the same letter or  sound at the beginning of adjacent or closely connected words. Effect: Alliteration makes a few words, and the idea they represent memorable.

Allusion
Definition: a reference in a literary work to a person, place, or thing in history or another work of literature. Effect: In these works referencing to well known things such as the devil saves time the author would have spent explaining. ||


 * =**__The Rolling English Road__**=

Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode , The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire , And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire ; A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head.

I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire, And for to fight the Frenchman I did not much desire; But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed To straighten out the crooked road an English drunkard made, Where you and I went down the lane with ale-mugs in our hands, The night we went to Glastonbury by way of Goodwin Sands.

His sins they were forgiven him; or why do flowers run Behind him; and the hedges all strengthening in the sun? The wild thing went from left to right and knew not which was which, But the wild rose was above him when they found him in the ditch. God pardon us, nor harden us; we did not see so clear The night we went to Bannockburn by way of Brighton Pier.

My friends, we will not go again or ape an ancient rage, Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age, But walk with clearer eyes and ears this path that wandereth, And see undrugged in evening light the decent inn of death; For there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen, Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green. || =__**American Pie**__= __**By Don Mclean**__

A long, long time ago... I can still remember How that music  used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while .

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But february made me shiver <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">With every paper I’d deliver <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bad news on the doorstep; <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I couldn’t take one more step.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I can’t remember if I cried <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">When I read about his widowed bride <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But something touched me deep inside <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">So bye-bye, miss american pie <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Singin’, this’ll be the day that I die <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This’ll be the day that I die <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Did you write the book of love <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And do you have faith in God above <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">If the Bible tells you so? <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Do you believe in rock ’n roll <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Can music save your mortal soul <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And can you teach me how to dance real slow <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">?

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Well, I know that you’re in love with him <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">You both kicked off your shoes <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Man, I dig those rhythm and blues <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">With a pink carnation and a pickup truck <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But I knew I was out of luck <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died.

(etc.)

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I started singin’, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And singin’, this’ll be the day that I die. This’ll be the day that I die.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Now for ten years we’ve been on our own <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But that’s not how it used to be. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">When the jester sang for the king and queen, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">In a coat he borrowed from james dean <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And a voice that came from you and me,

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Oh, and while the king was looking down, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The jester stole his thorny crown. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The courtroom was adjourned; <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">No verdict was returned. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And while lennon read a book of marx, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The quartet practiced in the park, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And we sang dirges in the dark <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">We were singing, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And singin’, this’ll be the day that I die. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This’ll be the day that I die.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Helter skelter in a summer swelter. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Eight miles high and falling fast. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">It landed foul on the grass. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The players tried for a forward pass, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Now the half-time air was sweet perfume <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">While the sergeants played a marching tune. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">We all got up to dance, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Oh, but we never got the chance! <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">`cause the players tried to take the field; <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The marching band refused to yield. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Do you recall what was revealed <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died?

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">We started singing, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And singin’, this’ll be the day that I die. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This’ll be the day that I die.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Oh, and there we were all in one place, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">A generation lost in space <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">With no time left to start again. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Jack flash sat on a candlestick <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Oh, and as I watched him on the stage <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">My hands were clenched in fists of rage. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">No angel born in hell <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Could break that satan’s spell. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And as the flames climbed high into the night <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">To light the sacrificial rite, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I saw satan laughing with delight <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">He was singing, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And singin’, this’ll be the day that I die. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This’ll be the day that I die.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I met a girl who sang the blues <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And I asked her for some happy news, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But she just smiled and turned away. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I went down to the sacred store <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Where I’d heard the music years before, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And in the streets: the children screamed, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But not a word was spoken; <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The church bells all were broken. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And the three men I admire most: <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The father, son, and the holy ghost, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">They caught the last train for the coast <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day the music died.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And they were singing, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Singin’, this’ll be the day that I die. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This’ll be the day that I die.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">They were singing, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Bye-bye, miss american pie. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Drove my chevy to the levee, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">But the levee was dry. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Singin’, this’ll be the day that I die.

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Allegory
Definition:

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">A story, poem, or picture <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">that can be interpreted <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">to reveal a hidden meaning, typically a moral <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> or political one. Effect: The Rolling English Road is really about how he didn't want the prohibition to come to England to "Straighten cooked english roads". While the song American Pie is about a plane crash.

Rhyme
Definition: <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Correspondence of <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">sound between words <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> or the endings of words Effect: Rhyme adds emphasis and just in general makes the work flow better. ||

__Ambrose Bierce__ Known as “Bitter Bryce” and “the wickedest man in San Francisco”, Ambrose Bierce was not a well loved man. In his time he was famous for being “dedicated to exposing the truth as he understood it, regardless of whose reputations were harmed by his attacks” (Poetry Foundry). Today he is best known for his macabre stories that are often compared to the works of Edgar Alan Poe. His stories have inspired many television and films adaptations, once story was even adapted as an episode of the Twilight Zone. His also has major fiction works, that are realistic descriptions of soldiers’ experiences in the civil war, probably inspired by his own service in the Union Army. Another area he explored was poetry, in which he often attacked different political, religious, societal and moral views that he had contempt for. “A committed opponent of hypocrisy, prejudice, and corruption, Bierce acquired the public persona of an admired but often hated genius, a man of contradiction and mystery” (Poetry Foundation). Speaking out against oppression and for civil and religious freedoms his works can still be identified with today. Though a person reading his poem A Hasty Generalization might in their mind replace the names “Stanford and Crocker” with one of the bankers the government bailed out.
 * =** __A Cheating Preacher__ **=

Munhall, to save my soul you bravely try, Although, to save my soul, I can't say why. 'Tis naught to you, to me however much Why, bless it! you might save a million such Yet lose your own; for still the 'means of grace' That you employ to turn us from the place By the arch-enemy of souls frequented Are those which to ensnare us he invented! I do not say you utter falsehoods-I Would scorn to give to ministers the lie: They cannot fight-their calling has estopped it. True, I did not persuade them to adopt it. But, Munhall, when you say the Devil dwells In all the breasts of all the infidels Making a lot of individual Hells In gentlemen instinctively who shrink From thinking anything that you could think, You talk as I should if some world I trod Where lying is acceptable to God. I don't at all object-forbid it Heaven! That your discourse you temperately leaven With airy reference to wicked souls Cursing impenitent on glowing coals, Nor quarrel with your fancy, blithe and fine, Which represents the wickedest as mine. Each ornament of style my spirit eases: The subject saddens, but the manner pleases. But when you 'deal damnation round' ' twere sweet To think hereafter that you did not cheat. Deal, and let all accept what you allot 'em. But, blast you! you are dealing from the bottom! || =**__Too Much To Ask For__**=
 * __By Avril Lavine__**

Its the first time I ever felt this lonely I wish someone could cure this pain Its funny when you think its gonna work out Til you chose weed over me, you're so lame I thought you were cool until the point But up until the point you didnt call me When you said you would I finally figured out you're all the same Always coming up with some kind of story

Everytime I try to make you smile You're always feeling sorry for yourself Everytime I try to make you laugh You can't Youre too tough You think you're loveless Is that too much that I'm asking for?

I thought you'd come around when I ignored you So I thought you'd have the decency to change But babe, I guess you didn't take that warning 'Cause I'm not about to look at your face again

Can't you see that you lie to yourself You can't see the world through a mirror It wont be too late when the smoke clears 'Cause I, I am still here

But everytime I try to make you smile You'd always grow up feeling sorry for yourself Everytime I try to make you laugh You stand like a stone Alone in your zone Is it too much that I'm asking for?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah Can't find where i am Lying here Alone I fear Afraid of the dark No one to claim Alone again

Can't you see that you lie to yourself You can't see the world through a mirror It wont be too late when the smoke clears 'Cause I, I am still here

Everytime I try to make you smile You're always feeling sorry for yourself Everytime I try to make you laugh You can't You're too tough You think you're loveless It was too much that I'm asking for || =Comparison=

Idiom
Definition: A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: The idioms add texture to the text in order to hold the readers interest.

Simile
Definition: the comparison of two unlike things using the word "like" or "as" Effect:

Hyperbole
Definition: exaggerated statements or claims not meant to be taken seriously. Effect: By exaggerating the description of something the reader knows that it is important. ||


 * =__A Hasty Inference__=

The Devil one day, coming up from the Pit, All grimy with perspiration, Applied to St. Peter and begged he'd admit Him a moment for consultation.

The Saint showed him in where the Master reclined On the throne where petitioners sought him; Both bowed, and the Evil One opened his mind Concerning the business that brought him:

'For ten million years I've been kept in a stew Because you have thought me immoral; And though I have had my opinion of you, You've had the best end of the quarrel.

'But now-well, I venture to hope that the past With its misunderstandings we'll smother; And you, sir, and I, sir, be throned here at last As equals, the one to the other.'

'Indeed! ' said the Master (I cannot convey A sense of his tone by mere letters) 'What makes you presume you'll be bidden to stay Up here on such terms with your betters?'

'Why, sure you can't mean it!' said Satan. 'I've seen How Stanford and Crocker you've nourished, And Huntington-bless me! the three like a green Umbrageous great bay-tree have flourished.

They are fat, they are rolling in gold, they command All sources and well-springs of power; You've given them houses, you've given them land Before them the righteous all cower.'

'What of that?' 'What of that?' cried the Father of Sin; 'Why, I thought when I saw you were winking At crimes such as theirs that perhaps you had been Converted to my way of thinking.' || =__The Devil Went Down To Georgia__= __**by the Charlie Davis Band**__

The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal. When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot. And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what: "I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too. "And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you. "Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due: "I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you." The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin, "But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."

Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard. 'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold. But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.

The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow. And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss. Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.

When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son. "But sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."

Fire on the mountain, run boys, run. The devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out dough. "Granny, does your dog bite?" "No, child, no."

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet. Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again. "cause I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best there's ever been."

And he played fire on the mountain, run boys, run. The devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chicken in the bread pan, now they're pickin' out dough. "Granny, will your dog bite?" "No, child, no." || ==__Comparison__==

Allusion
Definition: a reference in a literary work to a person, place, or thing in history or another work of literature.

Effect: In both the song and the poem they don't just reference to a well known character to describe a character of their own, but they actually use that character in their story.

Dialogue
Definition: <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Conversation between <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">two or more people <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #212121; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;">as a feature of a book, play, or movie. Effect: A conversation makes the reader feel like they better understand what was happening.

Idiom
Definition: A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: The idioms add a little bit of flavor to the text. ||
 * =__ A Word to The Unwise __=

Charles Main, of Main & Winchester, attend With friendly ear the chit-chat of a friend Who knows you not, yet knows that you and he Travel two roads that have a common end.

We journey forward through the time allowed, I humbly bending, you erect and proud. Our heads alike will stable soon the worm The one that's lifted, and the one that's bowed.

You in your mausoleum shall repose, I where it pleases Him who sleep bestows; What matter whether one so little worth Shall stain the marble or shall feed the rose?

Charles Main, I had a friend who died one day. A metal casket held his honored clay. Of cyclopean architecture stood The splendid vault where he was laid away.

A dozen years, and lo! the roots of grass Had burst asunder all the joints; the brass, The gilded ornaments, the carven stones Lay tumbled all together in a mass.

A dozen years! That taxes your belief. Make it a thousand if the time's too brief. 'Twill be the same to you; when you are dead You cannot even count your days of grief.

Suppose a pompous monument you raise Till on its peak the solar splendor blaze While yet about its base the night is black; But will it give your glory length of days?

Say, when beneath your rubbish has been thrown, Some rogue to reputation all unknown Men's backs being turned-should lift his thieving hand, Efface your name and substitute his own.

Whose then would be the monument? To whom Would be the fame? Forgotten in your gloom, Your very name forgotten-ah, my friend, The name is all that's rescued by the tomb.

For memory of worth and work we go To other records than a stone can show. These lacking, naught remains; with these The stone is needless for the world will know.

Then build your mausoleum if you must, And creep into it with a perfect trust; But in the twinkling of an eye the plow Shall pass without obstruction through your dust.

Another movement of the pendulum, And, lo! the desert-haunting wolf shall come, And, seated on the spot, shall howl by night O'er rotting cities, desolate and dumb. || =**__Three Wooden Crosses__**=
 * __by Randy Travis__**

A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher, Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico. One was headed for vacation, one for higher education, An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls. That driver never ever saw the stop sign. An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway , Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows. I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres, The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart. An' that teacher left her wisdom i n the minds of lots of children: Did her best to give 'em all a better start. An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?" As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows. I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday. As he held that blood-stained bible up, For all of us to see. He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher" "Who gave this Bible to my mamma, "Who read it to me."

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know. It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway. || =__Comparison__=

Imagery
Definition: visual description Effect: Imagery gives the reader a better sense of the scene.

Aphorism
Definition: a concise statement that is made in a matter of fact tone to state a principle or an opinion that is generally understood to be a universal Effect:

Idiom
A combination of words that posses a meaning other than its grammatical or logical one Effect: The idioms add a little bit of flavor to the text. = = || __Works Cited__ . “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness: Morris as Socialist”. University of Maryland Libraries. Web. May 8, 2013.

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