It was a dark and thunderous night when returning home from my girlfriend’s house in Westville. Most of the way had clearly lit streets‚ until I got to the junction of Buttercup Lane and Meadow Street. I had a choice of taking a short cut through my local park‚ or walking around it‚ which would add a further mile to my journey. It was getting late‚ so I decided to take the short cut. The park was always dark with little or no illumination‚ except for the light given from the moon and the stars.
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It was a Saturday around four or five o’clock. The sun was shining as bright as it could‚ with a slight breeze. The weather felt like the beginning of summer‚ end of spring‚ yet spring had not even started yet. Then the clouds came to darken the scene. The accident took place at the McDonalds just off the highway in Lake Town. Kyle was working another normal day at work; nothing too exciting had really happened all day. Kyle could not wait to get off at ten. He was thinking about playing Diablo
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“Frost at midnight” is a beautiful poem written by the famous Romantic poet‚ Samuel Taylor Coleridge. He wrote this poem to celebrate the birth of his son‚ Hartley in 1798. There are two predominant notes in the poem- one of nostalgia and the other‚ parental solicitude. He evokes two worlds of midnight experience and of his childhood memories which further leads him towards dreams for his son. The poet is in a contemplative mood. He states that the frost is performing it secret duty unassisted
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Dreadful Examination Results Tempts Dad To Take Drastic Measures Mid term results day approached in a flash. Right before my eyes came Thursday. I was already thinking of excuses to escape a flogging‚ for I knew that nothing good was heading my way. The knife cutting tension grew by the minute and nervousness engulfed everyone’s face. Even tears seemed to be struggling out of some children’s eyes. In a matter of time‚ we would be receiving our examination results. Every year‚ the atmosphere
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The night was cold‚ a thick fog hung outside‚ which I could see from my window. In the moonlight‚ the fog appeared like clouds descending on the earth. How I wished I could go out and be amongst the clouds‚ but here I was trying to catch some sleep‚ which was eluding me .My mother had just put me to bed wishing me sweet dreams‚ but sleep was miles away from me. I paced the floor up and down‚ clutching the shawl to myself and switched on the Television to see if there was any interesting programme
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Friday evening Jeffery decided to go to a party. After all‚ it was his senior year in high school and he hadn’t been to one yet. Upon his arrival to the party‚ the guests were quite perplexed. It wasn’t the typical crowd Jeffery took pleasure in associating himself with. He had no intentions of consuming alcohol‚ although he knew it would be there. He had only planed to mingle with the guests and familiarize himself with the partying atmosphere that so many tried to convince him was "cool". Jeffery
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Shakespearean sonnet. One writer who was able to accomplish this feat was Robert Frost. However‚ in the case of poetry today‚ the definition of a true sonnet lies in the eyes of the beholder‚ for Robert Frost engaged great flexibility in the writing of his sonnets and stretched the form of Shakespearean sonnets new limits creating a unique style and form of his own. The following will display to what length Robert Frost deviates from the form of the Shakespearean sonnet in his poem "The Oven Bird":
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a Snowy Evening Robert Frost was an amazing poet with poems that ring out with “autumnal tones of New England” (Charters‚ 862). Robert was born in San Francisco in 1874 but did not truly begin his life until 1912 when he and his family moved to England and he was able to pursue his writings. Frost has many amazing works of poetry and like most poets‚ he has many poems that went unnoticed. The Road Not Taken and Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening both embody the classic Frost ambiance; they are
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Robert Frost and Edgar Allen Poe Over the history of poetry there have been countless and countless numbers of poets‚ some good‚ some bad‚ and some who will be revered forever. Their many characteristics‚ backgrounds and life experiences affect their style of writing and allowed them to differ from one poet to another. Edgar Allen Poe and Robert Frost‚ two of the most known poets that have ever put pen to paper. Poe and Frost are two perfect examples of two poets that have had different life experiences
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mentally and emotionally as they become aware of themselves and the world around them. The 3 texts the show the physical journeys lead to a greater understanding are a poem by Robert Frost "The Road Not Taken"‚ a play called "Away" by Michael Gow and a cartoon entitled "You and Me" by Michael Leunig. ’The Road Not Taken’ by Frost portrays the fact that physically journeys result in change and a sense of understanding of yourself. The poem is a metaphor for life in the fact that we have to make decisions
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