14. Mention the Poem in which these lines occur
Granny, Please Comb My Hair - Poem by Brittany Wells Granny, Granny, please comb my hair, you always taje your time, you always take such care, You put me on a cushion between your knees, you rub a little coconut oil, parting gentle as a breeze, Mummy, Mummy, she's always in a hurry-hurry rush, She oulls my hair, sometimes she tugs, But Granny, you have all the time in the worl, an when you've !inishe, ! inishe, you always turn my hea an say, '"ow who's a nice girl# '
With a friend With A Friend By: Vivian Gould $ can talk with a !rien an walk with a !rien an share my umbrella in the rain% $ can play with a !rien an stay with a !rien an learn with a !rien an e&plain% $ can eat with a !rien an compete with a !rien an even sometimes isagree% $ can rie with a !rien an take prie with a !rien% !rien can mean mean so much to me#
To cook and Eat Food by Emma Richards (aged 12) to cook an eat is an art yet a part
o! everyay li!e we take it !or grante not knowing not caring that others may not have this thing which we so !oolishly waste
(o $nia - )oem by Sarojini "aiu * Y*+"G through all thy immemorial years# ise, Mother, rise, regenerate !rom thy gloom, n, like a brie high-mate with the spheres, Beget new glories !rom thine ageless womb#
(he nations that in !ettere arkness weep rave thee to lea them where great mornings break % % % % Mother, * Mother, where!ore ost thou sleep. rise an answer !or thy chilren's sake#
(hy /uture calls thee with a mani!ol soun (o crescent honours, splenours, victories vast0 1aken, * slumbering Mother an be crowne, 1ho once wert empress o! the sovereign )ast%
My "ative 2an - )oem by Sir 1alter Scott Breathes there the man, with soul so ea, 1ho never to himsel! hath sai, (his is my own, my native lan# 1hose heart hath ne'er within him burn', s home his !ootsteps he hath turn' /rom wanering on a !oreign stran# $! such there breathe, go, mark him well0 /or him no Minstrel raptures swell0 3igh though his titles, prou his name, Bounless his wealth as wish can claim0 4espite those titles, power, an pel!, (he wretch, concentre all in sel!, 2iving, shall !or!eit !air renown, n, oubly ying, shall go own (o the vile ust, !rom whence he sprung, +nwept, unhonour', an unsung%
A tiger in the Zoo
Tiger :
This poem contrasts a tiger in the zoo with the tiger in its natural habitat. The poem moves from the zoo to the jungle, and back again to the zoo. Read the poem silently once, and say which stanzas speak about the tiger in the zoo, and which ones speak about the tiger in the jungle.
He stalks in his vivid stripes The few steps of his cage, On pads of velvet uiet, !n his uiet rage.
He should be lurking in shadow, "liding through long grass #ear the water hole $here plump deer pass.
He should be snarling around houses %t the jungle&s edge, 'aring his white fangs, his claws, Terrorising the village(
'ut he&s locked in a concrete cell, His strength behind bars, "talking the length of his cage, !gnoring visitors.
He hears the last voice at night, The patrolling cars, %nd stares with his brilliant eyes %t the brilliant stars.
LESLIE NORRIS
No men are foreign
No Men Are Foreign :
Have you ever thought of some people as strange or other countries as foreign) $e have many ways of thinking of other people as different from us as them. They may belong to a different country, or speak a different language. !n this poem, however, the poet reminds us of the many ways in which we are all the same * for we are all human.
Remember, no men are strange, no countries foreign 'eneath all uniforms, a single body breathes +ike ours the land our brothers walk upon !s earth like this, in which we all shall lie. They, too, aware of sun and air and water, %re fed by peaceful harvests, by war&s long winter starv&d. Their hands are ours, and in their lines we read % labour not different from our own. Remember they have eyes like ours that wake Or sleep, and strength that can be won 'y love. !n every land is common life That all can recognise and understand. +et us remember, whenever we are told To hate our brothers, it is ourselves That we shall dispossess, betray, condemn. Remember, we who take arms against each other !t is the human earth that we defile. Our hells of fire and dust outrage the innocence Of air that is everywhere our own, Remember, no men are foreign, and no countries strange.
JAMES KIRKUP
Laugh and be Merry
Laugh and be merry, remember, better the world with a song, Better the world with a blow in the teeth of a wrong. Laugh, for the time is brief, a thread the length of a span.
Laugh and be proud to belong to the old proud pageant of man. Laugh and be merry: remember, in olden time. God made Heaven and Earth for joy He too in a rhyme, Made them, and !lled them full with the strong red wine of His mirth "he splendid joy of the stars: the joy of the earth. #o we must laugh and drin from the deep blue $up of the sy, %oin the jubilant song of the great stars sweeping by, Laugh, and battle, and wor, and drin of the wine outpoured &n the dear green earth, the sign of the joy of the Lord. Laugh and be merry together, lie brothers ain, Guesting awhile in the rooms of a beautiful inn, Glad till the dan$ing stops, and the lilt of the musi$ ends. Laugh till the game is played' and be you merry, my friends. ( by owner. )dded by volunteers for edu$ational purposes and provided at no $harge. *m$a More by John Masefeld
(he pology - )oem by alph 1alo 5merson (hink me not unkin an rue (hat $ walk alone in grove an glen0 $ go to the go o! the woo (o !etch his wor to men% (a& not my sloth that $ /ol my arms besie the brook0 5ach clou that !loate in the sky 1rites a letter in my book% hie me not, laborious ban, /or the ile !lowers $ brought0 5very aster in my han Goes home loae with a thought% (here was never mystery But 'tis !igure in the !lowers0 1as never secret history
But birs tell it in the bowers% *ne harvest !rom thy !iel 3omewar brought the o&en strong0 secon crop thine acres yiel, 1hich $ gather in a song%
The Flying Wonder
