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Prerequisite Poetry 101
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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. John 1:1 |
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If you can dream and not make dreams your master; If you can make one heap of all your winnings If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, |
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The tumult and the shouting dies Far-called our navies melt away If, drunk with sight of power, we loose For heathen heart that puts her trust |
Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the solemn watchword hear; Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the trumpet call obey; Stand up, stand up for Jesus, stand in His strength alone; Stand up, stand up for Jesus, each soldier to his post, Stand up, stand up for Jesus, the strife will not be long; |
What do you wish? To be known as a shirk, Nobody here will compel you to rise; So, whatever it is you are wanting to be, |
1. Am I a soldier of the cross, 2. Must I be carried to the skies 3. Are there no foes for me to face? |
4. Sure I must fight, if I would reign; 5. Thy saints in all this glorious war 6. When that illustrious day shall rise, |
2) For he had been trying to do a great deed, 3) He flung himself into a deep despair, 4) Now, just at that moment, a spider dropped 5) Twas a long way up to the ceiling dome, 6) It soon began to cling and crawl 7) Up, up it ran, nor a second did stay, 8) Its head grew steady again it went, 10) Sure, said the king, that foolish thing 11) But up the insect went once more; 12) Steadily, steadily, inch by inch, 13) Bravo, bravo! the king cried out; 14) Thus Bruce of Scotland braced his mind; 15) Pay goodly heed, all you who read, |
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Did we in our strength confide, our striving would be losing; And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; |
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward, I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds-and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace, Where never lark, or even eagle, flew; And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. |
Special Note for High Flight:
During the Battle of Britain, many Americans crossed the border into Canada to enlist with the Royal Canadian Air Force ... they knowingly broke the law in order to fight Hitler's Germany.
John Gillespie Magee, Jr., born in Shanghai, China, in 1922. When Magee was just 18 years old, he entered flight training and was sent to England, on 30 June 1941. He flew the Spitfire being promoted to the rank of Pilot Officer. German bombers were crossing the English Channel regularly to attack Britain's cities and factories.
On September 3, 1941, Magee flew a Spitfire V test flight which inspired him to write his poem. That same day he wrote a letter to his parents which included this now famous poem. Three months later, on December 11, 1941 (three days after the US entered the war and four days after Pearl Harbor), John Gillespie Magee, Jr., was killed. He was just 19 years old. John Gillespie Magee, Jr. is at Scopwick, Lincolnshire, in a churchyard cemetery.
When I walk through the shades of death The sure provisions of my God |
We are the Dead. Short days ago Take up our quarrel with the foe! |
Special Note for In Flanders Field
So, why the poppy? During the Napoleonic wars, it was observed that the fields were bright with colorful red poppies before a battle. Strangely enough, it was discovered that the bombardment of these fields helped the poppy to grow! John McCrae's poem became popular in 1915 and by 1918, Moina Michael began to weave poppies in remembrance of those who had died in WWI while working at the YMCA canteen. Madame Guerin learned of this in 1920 when she visited in New York from France. On her return home, she began making poppies to earn money for the children of veterans and the worn torn Europe. The USA tends to wear poppies on Memorial Day while other countries (e.g., Canada, etc.) wear them in November.
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