Thursday, December 17, 2015

Thursday, December 16 "The Raven" by Edgar Alan Poe



Learning Targets: 
1. I can cite strong and thorough textual evidence to support analysis of what the text says explicitly as well as inferences drawn from the text, including determining where the text leaves matters uncertain.
2. I can determine two or more themes or central ideas of a text and analyze their development over the course of the text, including how they interact and build on one another to produce a complex account; provide an objective summary of the text.
3. I can analyze the impact of the author's choices regarding how to develop and relate elements of a story or drama (e.g., where a story is set, how the action is ordered, how the characters are introduced and developed).
4. I can determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in the text, including figurative and connotative meanings; analyze the impact of specific word choices on meaning and tone.
5. I can analyze how an author's choices concerning how to structure specific parts of a text  contribute to its overall structure and meaning as well as its aesthetic impact.
Essential Question: How has the American  Edgar Poe developed ideas of Romanticism in his poem "The Raven"?
coming up: "Usher" 2 vocabulary quiz tomorrow
In class: power point vocabulary review  (class handout)
             Introduction to Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven"  with focus on Romantic ideas
 class handout 
            Listening to the poem (see link below) / class handout of poem (We will continue with this tomorrow.)

"The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe


“House of Usher” Week 2 Vocabulary
Word
Notes (words and pictures)
insufferable

melancholy

to grapple

trifling

tarn

dilapidated

countenance

vivacious

cadaverous

pallid

gloom


Considering the DICTION that Poe’s story contains, what do you think his tone is?


 “The Raven”
Edgar Allan Poe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLiXjaPqSyY

1) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
            Only this and nothing more.”

“Are we scared yet?”
“Bart, he’s establishing mood.”

  2) Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
    Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
    From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—

“Oh Lenore.”

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
            Nameless here for evermore.

   3) And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
    So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
    “’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
            This it is and nothing more.”

  4)  Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/99/a4/d0/99a4d0b50cf2834a8baa26492fdc4300.jpg“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
    But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/99/a4/d0/99a4d0b50cf2834a8baa26492fdc4300.jpg
    And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—

“This better be good.”

            Darkness there and nothing more.

“You know what would have been scarier than nothing?”
“What?”
“Anything!”

   5) Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
    “Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;
      Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—
            ’Tis the wind and nothing more!”

  6)  Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
    But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
            Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

7) Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
            Quoth the Raven

“Eat my shorts.”
“Bart, stop it.  He says, ‘Nevermore,’ and that’s all he’ll ever say.”
“Ok, ok.”

    8) Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
    “Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee
    Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

    9) “Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
    Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
    Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
                Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

“Why, you little…  Come back here you little Raven.”

   10) And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/99/a4/d0/99a4d0b50cf2834a8baa26492fdc4300.jpgOn the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
    And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
    And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
            Shall be lifted—nevermore!



Comprehending “The Raven”
1)  What is the setting?  Use words from the text to describe the setting using full sentences.






2)  Who is Lenore and what has happened to her?






3)  Find THREE instances of repetition.
Quoted word or phrase
Where it is (stanza number)
Why do you think this is repeated?  What does it show?











4)  Describe the beat of this poem.  Why do you think Poe chose that rhythm?
       


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