Objective: The teacher will impart knowledge upon his pupils with an inspiring lecture. :)
1. Chapter Overview: Rhythm and Meter.
2. Go over "When You Are Old" TTSTCANDI
3. New poem: "Forgiveness"
Forgiveness by John Greenleaf Whittier
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My heart was heavy, for its trust had been Abused, its kindness answered with foul wrong; So, turning gloomily from my fellowmen, One summer Sabbath day I strolled among the green mounds of the village burial place; Where, pondering how all human love and hate Find one sad level; and how, soon or late, Wronged and wrong-doer, each with meekened face, And cold hands folded over a still heart, Pass the green threshold of our common grave, Whither all footsteps tend, whence none depart, Awed for myself, and pitying my race, Our common sorrow, like a mighty wave, Swept all my pride away, and trembling I forgave! |
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