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Classroom assignment 1F-Iambs Reading & Scan in the class Blank Verse 102
 Category:  General Fiction
  Posted: January 11, 2015      Views: 5

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assignment for Blank Verse class
"1F-Iambs Reading & Scan" by vickib

Before I start just a few things, I'm going to save as I go because I already lost my assignment once. Also I'm not used to scanning or reading this type of poetry so I'm going to do it quickly without worrying about it being right or wrong but more what my first instincts and first impressions are.

Marlowe
First impression was drama/dramatic. Strong words like death, hell, vomit forth.
hath/death, mouths/clouds
Scan-
you STARS that REIGn'd AT my NAtivITY
whose INfulENCE hath AlotTed DEATH and HELL
now DRAW up FAUSTus LIKE a FOGgy MIST
inTO enTRAILS of YON laBOURing CLOUDS
that WHEN they VOmit FORTH inTO the AIR
my LIMBS may ISSue FROM their SMOKey MOUTHS
so THAT my SOUL may BUT AScend TO heavEN

Gosh I don't know that was hard.

Shakespeare
After quite a few readings I started to notice the enjambment and adjusted the way I was reading it. It seemed formal but magical and mysterious all at the same time. Again I'm not used to reading Shakespeare I'm ashamed to say. I dare not judge this one. lol
Scan-
ye ELVES of HILLS brooks STANDing LAKES and GROVES
and YE that ON the SANDS with PRINTles FOOT
do CHASE the EBBing NEPtune and FLY him
when HE comes BACK you deMI-pupPETS that
BY moonSHINE do the GREEN SOur RINGlets Make
whereOF the EWE not BITES and YOU whose pasTIME
is TO make midNIGHT mushROOMs that reJOICE
to HEAR the SOLEmn curFEW BY whose AID
weal MASTer though YE be I have BEdimmed
the noonTIDE sun CALLED forth the muTINous WINDS
and TWIXT the GREEN SEA and the Azured VAULT
set ROARing To the dread RATTLing thunDER
have I giVEN FIre and rifTED jove's STOUT OAK
with HIS own BOLT

Okay this one was almost impossible for me.
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