Macbeth, William Shakespeare Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow |
Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston Another man clung to a cypress tree on a tiny island. A tin roof of a building hung from the branches by electric wires and the wind swung it back and forth like a mighty ax. The man dared not move a step to his right lest this crushing blade split him open. He dared not step to the left for a large rattlesnake was stretched full length with his head in the wind. There was a strip of water between the island and the fill, and the man clung to the tree and cried for help. (164-5) |
"Arms and the Boy," Wilfred Owen For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple. |
"When I Heard the Learned Astronomer," Walt Whitman When I sitting heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, |
In Our Time, Ernest Hemingway "I may not be going," said the young gentleman, "very probably not. I will leave word with the padrone at the hotel office." (103) |
"A Considerable Speck," Robert Frost I have none of the tenderer-than-thou |
"The Hand That Signed the Paper Felled a City," by Dylan Thomas A goose's quill has put an end to murder |