9th Grade English

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Ninth Grade Assignment Due Wednesday, October 9

Monday, October 7, 2013

Read the three sonnets by Rupert Brooke and answer the study questions below.

Now God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour
    And caught our youth and wakened us from sleeping,
With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power
    To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,
Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary,
    Leave the sick hearts that honor could not move,
And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary,
    And all the little emptiness of love!

Oh! We, who have known shame, we have found release there,
    Where there’s no ill no grief, but sleep has mending,
        Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;
Nothing to shake the laughing heart’s long peace there
    But only agony, and that has ending;
        And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.


Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
    There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old,
    But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away; poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
    Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene,
    That men call age; and those who would have been,
Their sons, they gave, their immortality.

Blow, bugles, blow!  They brought us, for our dearth,
    Holiness, lacked so long, and Love, and Pain.
Honour has come back, as a king, to earth,
    And paid his subjects with a royal wage;
And Nobleness walks in our ways again;
    And we have come into our heritage.

If I should die, think only this of me:
    That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.  There shall be
    In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
    Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
    Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
    A pulse in the eternal mind no less
        Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
    And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
        In hearts at peace, under an English heaven

Four Homework Questions
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1. The first eight lines of the first sonnet tell why men should be glad that war has come.  Restate Brooke’s idea in your own words.  Why, in your own words, does Brook think that he and his friends should welcome the idea of going to war? Use full sentences.

2. The second six lines tell why men should not be afraid of war.  Why, in your own words, does Brooke think that he and his friends should not be alarmed by the thought of dying. Use full sentences.

3. The first eight lines of the second poem tell what the dead soldiers gave up by dying.  List as many things as you can that those who died would never experience. (This does not need to be in full sentences.)

4. The second six lines tell what benefits the living received from those who died.  List as many things as you can that those who died have given to “us”, the living. (This does not need to be in full sentences.)

5.  In the last poem, Brooke imagines his own death. How does he picture life after death? Use full sentences.