Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Learn Ezra Pound Vocabulary in "The Seafarer" (bit 1)

The videoscope below helps you to understand the first six lines of "The Seafarer" by Ezra Pound.  You will enjoy learnin this!  Below the videoscope is the whole poem itself.




May I for my own self song's truth reckon, 
Journey's jargon, how I in harsh days 
Hardship endured oft. 
Bitter breast-cares have I abided, 
Known on my keel many a care's hold, 
And dire sea-surge, and there I oft spent 
Narrow nightwatch nigh the ship's head 
While she tossed close to cliffs. Coldly afflicted, 
My feet were by frost benumbed. 
Chill its chains are; chafing sighs 
Hew my heart round and hunger begot 
Mere-weary mood. Lest man know not 
That he on dry land loveliest liveth, 
List how I, care-wretched, on ice-cold sea, 
Weathered the winter, wretched outcast 
Deprived of my kinsmen; 
Hung with hard ice-flakes, where hail-scur flew, 
There I heard naught save the harsh sea 
And ice-cold wave, at whiles the swan cries, 
Did for my games the gannet's clamour, 
Sea-fowls, loudness was for me laughter, 
The mews' singing all my mead-drink. 
Storms, on the stone-cliffs beaten, fell on the stern 
In icy feathers; full oft the eagle screamed 
With spray on his pinion. 
Not any protector 
May make merry man faring needy. 
This he little believes, who aye in winsome life 
Abides 'mid burghers some heavy business, 
Wealthy and wine-flushed, how I weary oft 
Must bide above brine. 
Neareth nightshade, snoweth from north, 
Frost froze the land, hail fell on earth then 
Corn of the coldest. Nathless there knocketh now 
The heart's thought that I on high streams 
The salt-wavy tumult traverse alone. 
Moaneth alway my mind's lust 
That I fare forth, that I afar hence 
Seek out a foreign fastness. 
For this there's no mood-lofty man over earth's midst, 
Not though he be given his good, but will have in his youth greed; 
Nor his deed to the daring, nor his king to the faithful 
But shall have his sorrow for sea-fare 
Whatever his lord will. 
He hath not heart for harping, nor in ring-having 
Nor winsomeness to wife, nor world's delight 
Nor any whit else save the wave's slash, 
Yet longing comes upon him to fare forth on the water. 
Bosque taketh blossom, cometh beauty of berries, 
Fields to fairness, land fares brisker, 
All this admonisheth man eager of mood, 
The heart turns to travel so that he then thinks 
On flood-ways to be far departing. 
Cuckoo calleth with gloomy crying, 
He singeth summerward, bodeth sorrow, 
The bitter heart's blood. Burgher knows not — 
He the prosperous man — what some perform 
Where wandering them widest draweth. 
So that but now my heart burst from my breast-lock, 
My mood 'mid the mere-flood, 
Over the whale's acre, would wander wide. 
On earth's shelter cometh oft to me, 
Eager and ready, the crying lone-flyer, 
Whets for the whale-path the heart irresistibly, 
O'er tracks of ocean; seeing that anyhow 
My lord deems to me this dead life 
On loan and on land, I believe not 
That any earth-weal eternal standeth 
Save there be somewhat calamitous 
That, ere a man's tide go, turn it to twain. 
Disease or oldness or sword-hate 
Beats out the breath from doom-gripped body. 
And for this, every earl whatever, for those speaking after — 
Laud of the living, boasteth some last word, 
That he will work ere he pass onward, 
Frame on the fair earth 'gainst foes his malice, 
Daring ado, ... 
So that all men shall honour him after 
And his laud beyond them remain 'mid the English, 
Aye, for ever, a lasting life's-blast, 
Delight mid the doughty. 
Days little durable, 
And all arrogance of earthen riches, 
There come now no kings nor Cæsars 
Nor gold-giving lords like those gone. 
Howe'er in mirth most magnified, 
Whoe'er lived in life most lordliest, 
Drear all this excellence, delights undurable! 
Waneth the watch, but the world holdeth. 
Tomb hideth trouble. The blade is layed low. 
Earthly glory ageth and seareth. 
No man at all going the earth's gait, 
But age fares against him, his face paleth, 
Grey-haired he groaneth, knows gone companions, 
Lordly men are to earth o'ergiven, 
Nor may he then the flesh-cover, whose life ceaseth, 
Nor eat the sweet nor feel the sorry, 
Nor stir hand nor think in mid heart, 
And though he strew the grave with gold, 
His born brothers, their buried bodies 
Be an unlikely treasure hoard.

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Friday, June 22, 2018

"Forge" Word Analysis in Walter Scott's Poem "The Norman Horse-Shoe"

The Word "Forge"


Sir Walter Scott done wrote this here charmin and poignant poem, called "The Norman Horse-Shoe".

Friends of the Gerund takes you deep into the significance of each sticky vocabulary word that Walter has picked in this here poem, by gum!

Today's postin gives to you awareness of a videoscope wherein the word "forge" has been bespoken, and right thoroughly I might add!

Surely you will enjoy several interested and fun minutes as you watch and listen to the videoscope embedded below, but first ...

Here Is the Poem


I. 


Red glows the forge in Striguil's bounds,
And hammers din, and anvil sounds,
And armourers, with iron toil,
Barb many a steed for battle's broil,
Foul fall the hand which bends the steel
Around the courser's thundering heel,
That e'er shall dint a sable wound
On fair Glamorgan's velvet ground!

II.

From Chepstow's towers, ere dawn of morn,
Was heard afar the bugle-horn;
And forth, in banded pomp and pride,
Stout Clare and fiery Neville ride,
They swore, their banners broad should gleam,
In crimson light, on Rymny's stream;
They vowed, Caerphili's sod should feel
The Norman charger's spurning heel.


III.

And sooth they swore - the sun arose,
And Rymny's wave with crimson glows;
For Clare's red banner, floating wide,
Roll'd down the stream to Severn's tide!
And sooth they vow'd - the trampled green
Show'd where hot Neville's charge had been:
In every sable hoof-tramp stood
A Norman horseman's curdling blood!


IV.

Old Chepstow's brides may curse the toil,
That arm'd stout Clare for Cambrian broil;
Their orphans long the art may rue,
For Neville's war-horse forged the shoe.
No more the stamp of armed steed
Shall dint Glamorgan's velvet mead;
Nor trace be there, in early spring,
Save of the Fairies' emerald ring.


Here Is the Videoscope


The diction of Tru the Vermilion in this videoscope may be slurred, so, if you want to see simultaneous text, then clicken on the "CC" below the right-hand side of the screen!



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Monday, June 11, 2018

Learn the Ways of the Brotherhood - "Metaphors Bit 1"

Metaphors are Comparisons, they are not Meanins


Likelihood is that you have been misled about many words and phrases.

Dictionaries and teachers may have told to you that those words "mean" a particular meanin, when, in truth, they mean somethin else,

...but have been used as comparisons so often that the real meanin has been lost to memory and to culture.

What I'm keyin about?  What I'm virtually "sayin"?  The videoscope below will make it to be clear to you.





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Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Who, in the Gosh Darned Heck, are the Friends of the Gerund?

We, Friends of the Gerund, better known as FROG, are an international brotherhood of like-minded families and fellows.

We like to have our own way of talkin.  Meanwhile we like to stick to the rules of English grammar and manners, even more so than has ever been done before we came along!

When you listen to our theme song, then you may get a thought of our outlook upon bein alive on Earth:








Sixties "British" Cover:



The next videoscope shows how another "in crowd", not us, makes use of insignia, tom-toms, and brass instrumentation:



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Saturday, June 2, 2018

Join the Fun! Learn the Secret Code of the Friends of the Gerund!



Let's Stick Together!


This is your opportunity to learn how to participate in the ways of speakin, of the Friends of the Gerund!


Outsiders Have Driven Us into a Corner


Forces hostile and slack have worked against the standardization and logicality of English grammar.  If you are aware of this, then you may be one of us.

Never has any book nor article of fame been written that kept to the published rules of grammar.


Standards under Onslaught


Neo-citizens, and students who have learned under their tutelage and their mass media, have further corrupted the logicality of grammar beyond all recognition.


Be among Your Own Kind!


Now at present, we look forward to bein able to get away with usin right grammar in our daily lives and in our careers,

... so now we can forgather with like-minded fellows with whom we can share and appreciate our special dedication to the orderly way of thinkin.


Imagine!


Just imagine bein in a public spot and hearin a stranger usin right grammar!  Your ears are pricked up, you are excited!  A fellow Friend of the Gerund is nearby!

You walk up to him, or to her, and you utter a few phrases of your own, also forged under the standards of right usage.

At once you and the stranger recognize that you are both kindred spirits, and a lifelong friendship ensues, followin which, through your friend, you enjoy the fellowship of others of like ilk to your own.


How You Can Learn to Speak with Us!


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