Read this excerpt from "The Bells” by Edgar Allan Poe.For every sound that floatsFrom the rust within their throatsIs a groan.
Read this excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,
Read the poem excerpt.A backyard reality is rearranged.Hopscotch lines cower and hide,The toys in the yard . . . lost until spring.
Read the poem.School looms large, and I feel smallI pause until the door swings wideI hoist my pack, step insideAdjust my cuffs, smooth my hairAnd wonder what I’m doing here.
Read this excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tideIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
Read this excerpt from "The Bells” by Edgar Allan Poe.In the startled ear of nightHow they scream out their affright!Too much horrified to speak,They can only shriek, shriek,Out of tune,
Read this excerpt from "The Bells” by Edgar Allan Poe.How it swells!How it dwellsOn the Future! how it tellsOf the rapture that impels
Read the poem.The lights dim and quiet descends,Hushed whispers are barely heardAs silence surroundsUntil the movie ends.
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