frankly speaking, you are one of the top teachers I have ever come across. Your videos are very helpful and up to the point. You are a gifted teacher with no doubt. I have followed many teachers introducing the same lesson. The way you introduce your lessons❤ is so different. There some sort of smoothness in presenting ideas, and this is what makes lesson very enjoyable and interesting
Excuse me sir, I’m wondering if you have discussed these poems before; Elegy Written in a country church yard by Thomas Gray , The Lamb and The Tyger by William Blake . I’m a university student from Iraq and I’m really thankful for your magnificent content , too helpful. ❤
Marvellous poem and the best critical appreciation available. 'Xanadu' rings a bell in my head .In my childhood I used to read a comics -- Mandrake ,the great wizard, who named his house 'Xanadu'.🙂
I have an exam tomorrow and gladly i found this video,. I just have a difficulty to memorize the figure of speech, this poem is rich with too many figures of speech
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round; And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced: Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail: And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean; And ’mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight ’twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those caves of ice! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
It’s a primitive analysis of what was written. People have it in primary school. I would expect deep analysis including the history of Lake school, Romantism etc
Amazing recitation. I loved it!!!
frankly speaking, you are one of the top teachers I have ever come across.
Your videos are very helpful and up to the point.
You are a gifted teacher with no doubt. I have followed many teachers introducing the same lesson. The way you introduce your lessons❤ is so different. There some sort of smoothness in presenting ideas, and this is what makes lesson very enjoyable and interesting
Thank you for making English literature understandable!
Excuse me sir, I’m wondering if you have discussed these poems before;
Elegy Written in a country church yard by Thomas Gray ,
The Lamb and The Tyger by William Blake .
I’m a university student from Iraq and I’m really thankful for your magnificent content , too helpful.
❤
Marvellous poem and the best critical appreciation available.
'Xanadu' rings a bell in my head .In my childhood I used to read a comics -- Mandrake ,the great wizard, who named his house 'Xanadu'.🙂
It really is a lovely poem. I enjoyed reading it and the vision it gives of Xanadu is really beautiful.
@@iswearenglish Yes sir.much obliged for your kind response.
Thank you Sir. A very beautiful poem.
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Could you create a video about Dejection:An Odeby Coleridge.
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I have an exam tomorrow and gladly i found this video,. I just have a difficulty to memorize the figure of speech, this poem is rich with too many figures of speech
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
a stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail:
And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean;
And ’mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight ’twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
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No problem
It’s a primitive analysis of what was written. People have it in primary school. I would expect deep analysis including the history of Lake school, Romantism etc