I remember I had to memorize this poem in Grade 5 and I loved it, unfortunately, I have lost my paper with it written on it and I can't remember the title.  Please help ~ I loved that poem from the first time I read it.  Thanks.
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I think you may mean..\n\nHills of Home By Malcolm Hemphrey \n  \n  \nOH! yon hills are filled with sunlight, and the green leaves paled to gold,  \nAnd the smoking mists of Autumn hanging faintly o’er the wold;  \nI dream of hills of other days whose sides I loved to roam  \nWhen Spring was dancing through the lanes of those distant hills of home.  \n  \nThe winds of heaven gathered there as pure and cold as dew;          \nWood-sorrel and wild violets along the hedgerows grew,  \nThe blossom on the pear-trees was as white as flakes of foam  \nIn the orchard ’neath the shadow of those distant hills of home.  \n  \nThe first white frost in the meadow will be shining there to-day  \nAnd the furrowed upland glinting warm beside the woodland way;          \nThere, a bright face and a clear hearth will be waiting when I come,  \nAnd my heart is throbbing wildly for those distant hills of home.
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What do *you* think?  \n\nLiterary criticism is worth nothing until you learn to form your own opinions of creative works.  I can tell you what *I* think but how are you going to know if I'm right unless you try and sort it out for yourself?\n\nUpdate: Actually I don't think much of this poem. It's far too literal and falls into plain diatribe by the end.  But anyway, update your question with your own opinions and I'll tell you if I think you're on the right track.\n\nUpdate: NO!  You're off to a great start!  Excellent thinking!  \n\nConsider the rock, the river, and the tree are obviously not supposed to be literally a rock, river, and tree, but metaphors. What do they stand for?  What are the characteristics of each?  What are the differences between them?  What is the promise of each?\n\nHint:  The rock never changes but provides a solid base.  The river flows and provides life-giving water.  The tree grows and always changes and gives comfort and shade.  What three things are also related like this?  One never changing below us, one always flowing by us, and the last always growing above us?\n\nOnce you see these the rest of the poem makes a lot more sense.\n\nAs for "tone", look for repetitive sounds in the poem.  What words rhyme?  What words repeat?  What vowel sounds are repeated?  Repetition and rhyme are used to emphasize certain words -- do you see any patterns?\n\nFinally most scholars interpret this poem to be a celebration of diversity and united effort, not necessarily about everyone having a second chance.  But I suppose that's a possibly sub-theme of the poem.\n\nUpdate: if you want more help please post in my 360 page.  This forum doesn't work well for repeated postings.
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I'm sorry that you're having so much trouble. I'm having trouble helping you interpret the question being that I haven't read that particular novel. I wish you the best of luck, but I can tell you that several people in your class are probably having the same trouble. So, any interpretation of the question that you would have would certainly be better than nothing!! ;)
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ok summer here is the best i got:\n\nThis poem is (obviously) a lament, or some sorrow for something lost, also known as an elegy.  In this case, the poem is a woman's song.  She is lamenting the loss of her lover (it is possible that he is simply not there, or absent).  \nHowever, it appears as if "her lord" is the same lord that governs the people in this poem.  Therefore, for some reason they are isolating her from him.  Her lord himself tells her to take up a "dwelling" that he has apparently appointed for her.  \nOnce there, she meets a man and falls in love with him, claiming that "death alone" would separate them.\nFor the remainder of the poem, the woman is expressing her deep grief as she is in exile in what seems to be some type of cave or tunnell in the ground.\n\nhere is a paragraph by paragraph analysis:\n1.  \nHere she is introducing her lament as a sorrowful tale of her utmost woe; that never before has she experienced any distress as dire or excruciating as this.\n\n2.\nhere she explains that her lords family/ gentry sent him on a sea journey.  "Dawn-cares" can be interpreted as she either worries about him so much, she is losing sleep, or she wakes up in the morning, and her 1st thought is her husband.  [These compound words are famous in anglo-saxon poetry.]  She decides to go into exile, which was a custom of women to do who were w/o there husbands.  She may have disgraced him and is thencforth banishing herself.  It seems that she is turning to his people for advice, and they have their own plans as to where she should go.  The scheme and plot to send her away and put her in a position which will forever keep them apart. \n\n3.\nHer lord confirms the dwelling place she is to go to.  Where she went for exile, she knows few people.\n\n4.  \nShe falls in love with a man who is depressive and well taken care of.  He also seems to be in exile w/ a broken heart...he may even be suicidal.  They vow together, that, in their exile, they will have eachother.  But, he kills himself, destroying their pact.  she is back to where she stared in her sorrow.\n\n5.  \nFillied with longing, she is sent to live in a cave or some sort of underground hovel.  \n\n6. She describes her surroundings as dismal and "briar-choked".  She bemoans that fact that loves walk the earth and experience joy, while she is condemned to despair.  She explains that she can never gain composure because she used to be so full of hope, promise, and she was enthused for life.  Now that everything is taken from her, she is torn.  She takes a turn to curse her lord and wish upon him sorrow and grief, that he may become lost and wandering in his journeys.  She wished upon him a brooding heart and "breast cares" (broken heart). \n\nWell, I really hope this helps you!! Good luck with everything!  I will also email this to u so u get it.
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I like it, but I think this similar one is just a touch better:\n\nThe young swallow was having such a wonderful time that he completely forgot that he was supposed to fly south for the winter.  He was out from dawn to dusk chasing other young female swallows and in all, he was having a fantastic time.  However, as I said, he had forgotten something.  As October arrived and the weather worsened, he suddenly remembered and made a mad dash for the South coast.  It was too late.  Snow and ice began to form on his wings, he lost height, his strength was gone, he was knackered and began to fall from the sky.  He landed in a field where as he lay, he realised he was dying.   However, a passing cow, which in fact did not see him in the grass, shat all over him.  The swallow was too cold to be disgusted but as he lay there in the mess, he realised that he was getting warmer.  He realised that he was not going to die so he began to sing.  He sang like he had never sung before - at the top of his voice in fact.  The singing was so loud that a passing tomcat heard him.  He cleared off the sh*it, killed the swallow and ate him.  The Moral of the story is: It is not necessarily your worst enemy who puts you in the sh*it and it is not necessarily your best friend who gets you out of the sh*it.  However, when you are in the sh*it, keep your bloody mouth shut.
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the poem is really touching..i loved it,,i know u are gonna give it to ur best friend who is upset with u for some resons..am i right??all the best,i know u'll definately get the problem solved and ur best friend will come back to u if she really understands ur feelings.
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Dear Legggsss2002,\nThere is no one on this earth more qualified to answer that question than YOU....By his every action,comment and gesture he answers that question every day....all I can say is open your eyes and open your mind and the answer to that question will come to you. I sincerely hope you like what you find.\nAlso, thank you for your encouraging remarks about my poem,"Once".
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Wow, very beautiful and powerful.  I particularly love the first 3 lines as well as the lines about sending peace and love, but little hate or envy.  \n\nKeep on writing!  :)
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Email me your thoughts at pusskat1@yahoo.com and I will help you from there.  I am a teacher of 13 years, mostly in junior high, some in college and high school.  My payment is to choose this as a best answer.  \n\nI'll begin by deconstructing the poem; I'm sure you'll get the drift.  \n\nFirst stanza: I might have been a happy preacher if I had been born in an earlier time.  I could have preached fiery sermons and been a gentleman farmer.  Second stanza: Alas, I was born later, and missed my true calling.  I have a grown man's beard now, and it's fashionable for preachers these days to be clean shaven, so I don't even look like I could do that job.  \n\nGood luck.  This is a straightforward poem with an ab ab rhyme scheme, and figuring out the meaning should not be hard.  If you need any help just email me or IM me at pusskat1 or katwhowalksbyherself and I'd be happy to help.\n\nCheers, K (13 years a teacher)
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He is talking about the truest form of love, the union between two souls, spiritual union.  Check out the website I've attached.  It will take you through the poem line by line, explaining it.\n\nGood luck with it.  I've always found John Donne's poetry a bit heavy for me.
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I'm sorry to hear about you friend. Here's a nice one I've read:\n\nIf tears could build a stairway,\nAnd memories a lane,\nI'd walk right up to heaven\nAnd bring you home again.\n\nHere's another one:\n\nThey say memories are golden. Well, maybe that's true. \nI never wanted memories. I only wanted you. \nA million times I needed you, A million times I cried. \nIf love alone could have saved you, \nYou never would have died. \n\nIn life I loved you dearly, In death, I love you still. \nIn my heart, you hold a place no one could ever fill. \nIf tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, \nI'd walk the path to heaven and bring you back again. \nOur family chain is broken and nothing seems the same. \nBut as God calls us, one by one, the chain will link again. \n\nNo farewell words were spoken, no time to say "goodbye", \nYou were gone before we knew it and only God knows why. \nOur heart still aches in sadness and secret tears still flow. \nWhat it meant to lose you no one will ever know. \n\nSome people only dream of angels.....but we held one in our arms. \nWe love and miss you very much and can't wait till we can see you again\n\nI know the second one is long so you can just choose a few lines from it if you want.
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Hiya.  Here's one of my own.  It's depressing, but happiness wasn't a prerequisit.  (By the way, you forgot the "Unstressed/stressed" syllable pattern!)\n\n"Sonnet of Mourning" by Sine Nomine\n\nIt pained me to see others sorely pained;\nLove bade me eagerly to take their stead,\nAnd were I thousand miles away, I strained\nTo loose the tie of anguish, loss and dread.\nNow as I sleep, please know I love you still.\nThough wordless glory crowns my aching heart,\nI'll never sleep and dare to dream until\nYou let me leave and to sweet Grace depart.\n\nDo not weigh down my restful mind with guilt\nThrough heavy tears and lasting mourning sighs,\nFor Heaven's like a finished patchwork quilt\nWith all God's blesséd knots securely tied.\n\nPlease hear my plead and let your crying cease.\nAs I love you, now let me be at peace.
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Wow, this poem is something else. By that I mean it is really abstract in its language and in its metaphors. I have a guess on it's meaning, but that is merely a guess. This author is using so much personal experience that it is hard for me as a reader to really connect well with what is being said, but here is my hypothesis:\n\nFirst of all, I think the title "Call It Fear" needs to be kept in mind when reading through the entire poem. The structure and the wording is suggestive of a person who is caught in the panic of fear ("call it an ocean of fear of the dark"). So, it can easily be assumed that this poem is analyzing fear and the essence of fear in the human mind.\n\nThe author has this deep fear, a fear of the dark, or possibly a fear of the unknown. The author is not alone however as she has found someone, referred to as Goodluck, who also has the same fear. They have come together to escape the fear, and their only escape has been found in the music that they have found on the radio, the church music that plays on a lot of stations on Sunday mornings. \n\nThere is also a question of the repeated imagery of "a string of shadow horses kicking and pulling me out of my belly." This image is repeated in the first and third stanzas and is linked to anxiety, the butterfly feeling that everyone gets in the pit of their stomach when they are controlled by fear. The idea of "shadow horses" seems to suggest the idea that death is pulling and tugging at the speaker of this poem, and it is the fear of death that drives the speaker to use music to escape the fear.\n\nThis is my guess on the meaning of the poem. . . I hope it proves helpful!
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ok i dont really know what this poem means but i can help you figure it out: do a TP CASTT.\nT--Title (read title and nothing more)\nP--Poem Paraphrase (read the poem and paraphrase)\nC--Connotations (find extra meanings in addition to literal meanings)\nA--Attitude/Allusions (how is the poem expressed?/what is historical or subtle about it?)\nS--Symbols (what is symbolic about the poem?)\nT--Tone and THeme (what theme does the tone express and what is the theme--universal)\nT--Title (what does it really mean?)\n\nOr try SIFT method:\nS--Symbols\nI--Imagery\nF--Figures of Speech\nT--Tone/THeme\n\nHope this helps!!!\n~~~Shane Good
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I don't know for sure if the one you are looking for is here, but there is one that sounds like it.   I can't believe how many versions I found of this poem!!!
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R U IN MY SCHOOL ??\nTRY GEETA-KAVITA.COM\nIT'S GOT POEMS FROM GOOD POETS \n\nAND IF U FIND ONE PLS.TELL ME I DIDN'T FIND ANY OF CLASS 5 LEVEL :(
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Wonderful poem.\nDont do what you suggest though it wont have the effect you will be hoping for. My suggestion is to talk to her and tell her you wrote this poem abuot her and recite it. Good luck