He is the silver moonlight
Washed up on the beach.
A bittersweet melody
In the sound of a violin.
He is a rarity.
He is a leap of faith,
A rayon of hope.
He is a spring of kindness,
A glimmer of sorrow.
He is a steady flame.
He is a fierce soldier,
A half angel of faith.
He is a fragile branch,
He is an anchoring root.
His existence is not kind,
His body is filled with demons.
And though his life will be short,
He will burn the brightest.
I am from the boot shaped country,
From the third largest country there.
I am from the castles of nobles,
From the nights in the orchards and ballrooms.
I am from the house of Montagues,
From the sworn enemies of the Capulets.
I am from the peace of the Prince,
And I did not mean harm.
I am from love,
From passion,
From spurs of the moment.
I am from poetry,
I am from beauty,
I am from the stars above.
I am from the Greek god Apollo,
From the Roman goddess Venus.
I am from grapes of rebellious infatuation,
That might have had the chance to mature into fine wine.
I am from Life
But alas,
I am gone.
I am from winter blizzards and summer air,
I am from the split country,
I am from the land of polar bears
(that I've never seen)
I am from the South Sea,
I am from the universe unknown.
I am from the second month,
A child of the sixth day.
I am from two years prior
To the Millenium Apocalypse.
I am from water pitchers and tiger stars.
I am from the effervescence of bubbles,
From the blooming trees,
I am from the singing of mockingbirds,
I am from the ticking of time,
I am from the writer's worlds.
I am from the pictures of a million words,
From the dreams of reality.
I am from the laughter, the joy, the sorrow.
I am from more years to come.
"If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber’d here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend; if you pardon, we will mend; And, as I am an honest Puck If we have unearned luck Now to ‘scape the serpent’s tongue We will make amends ere long; So, goodnight unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends."
- A Midsummer Night's Dream This quote means that the character speaking (Puck- played Neil in The Dead Poet's Society) is addressing the audience and saying that if the audience was offended in any way by the play, they should pretend it was but a dream. I think that in the original context, it meant for a kind of summary of the play, with it's dreamy atmosphere and magic and slumber and mix up, but in the context of the movie we watched, I think it was an apology from Neil to his father. Neil had disobeyed his father and when he saw his father at the theater, he spoke the words to him. He was saying that he can just forget about the acting and the disobedience, and can pretend it was a dream. He's asking for forgiveness in the "Gentles, do not reprehend; if you pardon, we will mend..." and so on.
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair;
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, And I-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference."
- Robert Frost I think that this poem is the two choices we can always take in life. We can choose to go on the easy and same as always path, or we can choose the less used and more unique path. The poem's meaning is that a person should try to take their own path, and be themselves, instead of taking the safe and boring path that belongs to a million others. The poet says that although he might not be able to go back, he's okay with it because he doesn't think he'll ever go back. By taking the less common road and staying true to himself, he has made "all the difference".
This poem ties in well with The Dead Poet's Society in that the boys all have to learn to take their own paths. Charlie becomes more reckless and completely embraces his jokester nature. Knox does all he can to get Chris to like him, even when his friends teased him about her. Todd told his poem and stood on his desk even when he was deathly afraid of the attention of others. Neil tried to pursue a career in acting, even though his father was opposed to it. All those decisions to be themselves and take their own paths made all the difference to their own stories.
I believe in the good of humans
the helping hand
the circle of happiness
the presence of faith
the never ending hope,
benevolence, intelligence, respect
But thinking that the corruption of Society does us great good
is one that I cannot believe
I believe in honesty
I believe in creativity
I believe in love
innocence, drive, passion
Hiss
Sizzle
Pop
Crack
Drip
Snap
Crackle
Creak
I kill a vampire
As it sleeps
"She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; All that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes."
- Byron The poet is describing a woman who he thinks is beautiful. "She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies" to me is describing a woman who is beautiful, elegant, and graceful, because the poet mentions the clouds in the skies. "All that's best of dark and bright" probably means everything that's both evil and/or good. "Meet in her aspect of her eyes" probably means that she has both the dark and the bright in her eyes (her personality). I can't really tell if the poet is attracted to her or not with this small piece, but I cant get a clear picture of her. Tall and elegant, with long hair tied up in a bun, wearing a majestic purple evening dress, a pretty face, but with a malicious glint in her eyes. She's sharp and clever, but she's also very cautious.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day Thou art more lovely and more temperate."
- Shakespeare I think that this quote means that the person being compared is as pleasant as a summer day. In fact, the person is even lovelier and more mild (because summer can be too humid or too hot at times). She (let's say it's a she because the poet is a male) is more beautiful and has a milder personality than summer is.
I think that when this quote was spoken in The Dead Poet's Society, it was quite funny because Charlie was pretending that he was the one who wrote that. The other boys were laughing, but the girls were so impressed, which made it even funnier. I guess that if he had told them that it was Shakespeare, they would have been less impressed.
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