Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Favorite Poems to Memorize

Day 13~

Just so we are clear. There are 3 ways to enjoy poetry.

We can read it for pleasure.
We can memorize it for the future.
We can study it to understand how it means.

You can find a longer list of poems we have memorized here but today I thought I would narrow that list down to the favorites.

10 Favorites for younger children:
(Don't forget lots of nursery rhymes)
  1. Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson (and several more)
  2. Who has seen the Wind by Christina Rossetti
  3. The Pasture by Frost
  4. Mist and All by Dixie Willson
  5. Lullaby of an Infant Chief by Walter Scott
  6. To Be a Pilgrim by John Bunyan
  7. Little Things by Julia Carey
  8. Weather the Weather by Anonymous
  9. White Sheep by Rossetti
  10. The Creation by Cecil Francis Alexander
25 Favorites for middle school and up:
(Not including Shakespeare; He is in a class by himself.)
  1. The Fool's Prayer by Edward Sill 
  2. Sonnet on His Blindness by Milton
  3. To a Mouse by Robert Burns
  4. The Road not Taken by Frost
  5. The Village Blacksmith by Longfellow
  6. The Sluggard by IsaacWatts
  7. Opportunity by Edward Sill
  8. Casey at the Bat by Thayer
  9. Sail On by Joaquin Miller
  10. The Charge of the Light Brigade by Tennyson
  11. Pretty Good by Charles Osgood
  12. The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats
  13. Ozymandias by Shelley
  14.  Breathes by Walter Scott
  15. The Second Coming by Yeats
  16. Sea Fever by Masefield 
  17. The Destruction of Sennacherib by Bryon
  18. The Road not Taken by Frost
  19. Recessional by Kipling
  20. IF by Kipling
  21. The Arrow and the Song by Longfellow
  22. Crossing the Bar by Tennyson
  23. Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening by Frost
  24. In Flander's Fields by McCrae
  25. Requiem by RLS

As with the hymns this was nearly impossible. And now it is your turn. What are your favorite poems for memorizing?

Suggestion of the Day for Morning Time Memory:

Crossing the Bar by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

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