【正文】 50 1b (290 kg) in weight. Tigers are solitary, mainly nocturnal hunters and are good swimmers but poor climbers. They have been extensively hunted for their pelts and for their bones (used in traditional Chinese medicines) and are a threatened species William Blake’s poem “The Tiger” Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright In the forest of the night, What immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand fed thy dread feet? Chapter IV Poetry ? most noticeable and important characteristic: pactnesstrying to say the most in the fewest possible words. 1. Definition of Poetry Chapter IV Poetry Therefore, poetry is a literary genre that municates experience in the most condensed form. 1. Definition of Poetry Chapter IV Poetry ? Rhymed writings are poetry A poem may or may not be rhymed (blank verse is not rhymed). Whether a writing is or is not poetry lies in the emotional intensity, but not the physical appearance. Compare the following: Misconception about Poetry The Parallelogram of Forces And hence no force, however great, Can draw a cord, however fine, Into a horizontal line Which shall be absolutely straight. In Memoriam, VII (second stanza) A hand that can be clasped no more Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door Chapter IV Poetry ? Poetry is beautiful Some poems describe ugly things and some poems sound ugly. For example Edgar Allan Poe‘s ―The Raven‖ Misconception about Poetry ? Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of fotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `39。 Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,39。 said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of Nevernevermore.39。 Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.39。t be got without hard money! John Keats1820 Yankee Doodle Father and I went down to camp Along with Captain Gooding And there we saw the men and boys As thick as hasty pudding. Yankee doodle, keep it up Yankee doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy. There was Captain Washington Upon a slapping stallion Agiving orders to his men I guess there was a million. And then the feathers on his hat They looked so39。s doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin 。 Ne let the same of any be envide: So Orpheus did for his owne bride: So I unto my selfe alone will sing。 the fawn the calf in fleetness。n`tistr?ufi/, （品達(dá)體頌歌的第二詩(shī)節(jié)） and the epode/ `ep?ud/ 最后一節(jié) ? The strophe and antistrophe are written in the same metrical scheme while the epode in a different structure 2) The Horatian ode賀拉斯體頌歌 ? named after Horace, Roman poet who imitated the singlevoice ode in Greece cultivated by poets like Sappho/`s230。s end Of England they to Canterbury wend, The holy blessed martyr there to seek Who helped them when they lay so ill and weal Befell that, in that season, on a day In Southwark, at the Tabard, as I lay Ready to start upon my pilgrimage To Canterbury, full of devout homage, There came at nightfall to that hostelry Some nine and twenty in a pany Of sundry persons who had chanced to fall In fellowship, and pilgrims were they all That toward Canterbury town would ride. The rooms and stables spacious were and wide, And well we there were eased, and of the best. And briefly, when the sun had gone to rest, So had I spoken with them, every one, That I was of their fellowship anon, And made agreement that we39。 Gone, the song of the Gamelyn, Gone, the toughbelted outlaw Idling in the `grene shawe39。 said I, `thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by horror haunted tell me truly, I implore Is there is there balm in Gilead? tell me tell me, I implore!39。 For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as `Nevermore.39。 But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you39。 vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before。 Open here I flung the s