HELP
i need help with my english project. you guys can help me! one of the assignments is a "forgery," where you add 5-6 lines into one of your poet's poems and make it sound like they were there originally.
i need you to try and pick out which lines are mine, and which are Yeats',so i know if i've done ok or not.
i'll give you a hint: i actually did 8 lines, and they're in 2 stanzas but the stanzas aren't consecutive.
‘Shield breaker, break a shield to-day
And John will pardon thee,
And thou canst dwell in thine own home,
On the cliff by the sea,
‘And half forget this bed of straw
And this hard flag of stone,
For a knight, come Normandy,
Has twelve knights overthrown;
‘A dozen men all clad in mail
The Norman lance has felled
The hardy blood of Eire spilt
And not a drop withheld,
‘And all down from Northumberland
To the green Isle of Wight
Men cry “Bring Paul, Shield breaker,
To throw the Norman knight.”’
Thus spake the Town Jailor
To the Earl of Kinsale,
And flung down clashing on the floor
A coat of gilded mail.
Earl Paul stood on the bed of straw,
And answered unto him:
‘Go bring me my old armour
That the red rust makes dim.’
When Paul rode from the town
He blinked and blinked his eyes
Like a grey owl men harry out
Unto the white skies.
‘Shield breaker, great shield breaker,’
Was cried in street and lane
When hundreds stood about to see
The Captive from Kinsale.
Earl Paul came where the king sat,
With many a lovely face
And plumed heads about him,
Before a sanded place;
And stood in his dim armour,
And looked on no one there
Though the glad cry, ‘Shield-breaker,’
Leaped up into the air.
With shield and armour wrought with gold,
A hurting beam of light,
Amid a cloud of banners,
Stood there the Norman knight.
Singing a love rhyme to himself,
And smiling from sweet thought,
For he had overthrown twelve knights
And made their glory naught.
With ringing cry of ‘Kinsale!’
To his sorrel mare incite,
The Earl, like Eochaid, fell upon
The merry Norman knight.
The dim spear met the bright spear,
And made the bright spear bend,
For God gives power to the sad
Till day and night time end.
The dim spear breaks the bright shield
And pierced the mirthful breast,
For God gives power to the sad
Till all things are at rest.
The people cried ‘Shield-breaker!’
And John rose up and stood,
Saying, ‘Earl Paul is pardoned
For his great hardihood.
‘I bid him ask what gift he will,
Then go to his own land,
Or stay with me beside the Thames,
Sitting on my right hand.’
‘I ask that I and all my race,’
The Earl of Kinsale said,
‘May stand before thy race and thee
And keep a covered head.’
Then turned he from the king’s court,
With a clang of his dim mail,
And came and dwelt in his own house,
On the cliff of Kinsale.
ps. no cheating and looking up the real poem!
i need you to try and pick out which lines are mine, and which are Yeats',so i know if i've done ok or not.
i'll give you a hint: i actually did 8 lines, and they're in 2 stanzas but the stanzas aren't consecutive.
‘Shield breaker, break a shield to-day
And John will pardon thee,
And thou canst dwell in thine own home,
On the cliff by the sea,
‘And half forget this bed of straw
And this hard flag of stone,
For a knight, come Normandy,
Has twelve knights overthrown;
‘A dozen men all clad in mail
The Norman lance has felled
The hardy blood of Eire spilt
And not a drop withheld,
‘And all down from Northumberland
To the green Isle of Wight
Men cry “Bring Paul, Shield breaker,
To throw the Norman knight.”’
Thus spake the Town Jailor
To the Earl of Kinsale,
And flung down clashing on the floor
A coat of gilded mail.
Earl Paul stood on the bed of straw,
And answered unto him:
‘Go bring me my old armour
That the red rust makes dim.’
When Paul rode from the town
He blinked and blinked his eyes
Like a grey owl men harry out
Unto the white skies.
‘Shield breaker, great shield breaker,’
Was cried in street and lane
When hundreds stood about to see
The Captive from Kinsale.
Earl Paul came where the king sat,
With many a lovely face
And plumed heads about him,
Before a sanded place;
And stood in his dim armour,
And looked on no one there
Though the glad cry, ‘Shield-breaker,’
Leaped up into the air.
With shield and armour wrought with gold,
A hurting beam of light,
Amid a cloud of banners,
Stood there the Norman knight.
Singing a love rhyme to himself,
And smiling from sweet thought,
For he had overthrown twelve knights
And made their glory naught.
With ringing cry of ‘Kinsale!’
To his sorrel mare incite,
The Earl, like Eochaid, fell upon
The merry Norman knight.
The dim spear met the bright spear,
And made the bright spear bend,
For God gives power to the sad
Till day and night time end.
The dim spear breaks the bright shield
And pierced the mirthful breast,
For God gives power to the sad
Till all things are at rest.
The people cried ‘Shield-breaker!’
And John rose up and stood,
Saying, ‘Earl Paul is pardoned
For his great hardihood.
‘I bid him ask what gift he will,
Then go to his own land,
Or stay with me beside the Thames,
Sitting on my right hand.’
‘I ask that I and all my race,’
The Earl of Kinsale said,
‘May stand before thy race and thee
And keep a covered head.’
Then turned he from the king’s court,
With a clang of his dim mail,
And came and dwelt in his own house,
On the cliff of Kinsale.
ps. no cheating and looking up the real poem!