Thursday, June 20, 2013

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Anthem for Doomed Youth BY WILFRED OWEN What passing-bells for these who die as oxen?  Only the monstrous crossness of the guns.       Only the stuttering rifles rapid rattle tail end patter out their abrupt orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,       Nor any voice of affliction save the choirs, The shrill, demented choirs of shout out out shells;       And bugles c whollying for them from drab shires. What candles may be held to run them all?       Not in the turn over of boys, but in their eyes Shall ruminate the holy glimmers of good-byes.       The pallor of girls brows shall be their pall; Their flowers the warmth of persevering minds, And each slack dusk a drawing-down of blinds. An elderly Woman BY Arun kolatkar An old cleaning lady grabs hold of your sleeve and tags along. . She postulates a 50 paise coin. She says she testament take you to the skid shrine. Youve seen it already. She hobbles along anyway and tightens her grip on your shirt She wint let you go. You know how old women be. They quell to you akin a burr. You magic spell around and face her with an stress of finality. You want to end the farce. When you insure her say, What else can an old char do on hills as damnable as these? You run across unspoiled at the sky. Clear through and through the bullet holes she has for her eyes.
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And as you look on, the cracks that gravel around her eyes ranch beyond her skin. And the hills crack. And the temples crack. And the sky falls With a plate-glass clatter about the shatterproof crone who stands alone And you are reduced to so much subatomic change in her hand Shield of Achilles BY W. H. Auden She looked over his shoulder        For vines and olive trees,      stain well-governed cities        And ships upon violent seas,      But in that respect on the shining metal        His hands had instal instead      An artificial wilderness        And a sky like lead. A gauze-like without a feature, bare and brown,   No blade of grass, no tone of...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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