catherine how i love thee , let me count the ways?
i love thee when you play
i wish you were here to this day
your bodacious body
your a certified hottie
but i love thee for thy soul
your worth more than a pot of gold
i wish to spend forever with you
too bad your not my boo
you married edgar because we couldnt be
from those obligations i wish you were free
how my heart breakes when im not with thee
but its too late our love so until my last day depressed i will stay.
Welcome to the continued exploration of British Literature as the class explores the 18th century through the Modern Period of British literary history.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
that grave poem that was weird.
this poem seemed very strange and i know there was an underlying meaning that none of us could really grasp, and it was kind of challenging to conviece and understand... if the poem is really about a dog accidently digging on someones grave because they were lonely then thats a really lame poem and i dont like it.. i mean i like the poem because when i read it the first time i took it into a different perspective but i forgot what i thought it meant and now i'm confused. kinda like this confusing blog post.
Heathcliff
There is a lot to say about Heathcliff. I don't know what to say about his death. For me I believe that he died in his heart a long time ago when Cathy died. But it caught up with him when he got older. I kind of glad that Heathcliff died cause now he can be with his love and not bug anyone else and not make them unhappy. Heathcliff was an alright guy but he had lots of problems.
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