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  The poem for week 9 of Project Memorizing is:

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Bright Star 

by John Keats

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Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art–

Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart,

Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,

The moving waters at their priestlike task

Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,

Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask

Of snow upon the mountains and the moors–

No–yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,

Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,

To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

And so live ever–or else swoon to death.

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Supposed to be posted on July 15’th.

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  The poem for week 8 of Project Memorizing is:

There is a Lady sweet and kind

From Thomas Ford’s Music of Sundry Kinds.

Anonymous.

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Supposed to be posted on July 8’th.

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  The poem for week 7 of Project Memorizing is:

Love and Friendship

by Emily Brontë

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Love is like the wild rose-briar;

Friendship like the holly-tree.

The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms,

But which will bloom most constantly?

  

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,

Its summer blossoms scent the air;

Yet wait till winter comes again,

And who will call the wild-briar fair?

  

Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now,

And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,

That, when December blights thy brow,

He still may leave thy garland green.

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Week 6

Supposed to be posted on July 1’st.

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This is the poem for week 6.   And FYI, it was very difficult!

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To His Coy Mistress

by Andrew Marvell

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Okay, maybe I was supposed to post this a week ago.   Details, details.

So, what did I memorize  this  last week?

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When You are Old, by W.B. Yeats.

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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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It’s me and my lists again.  I am making this thing to keep track of something.  Because I really like keeping track of things.  Especially my own things.  And the blog works perfectly for keeping track of my memorizing progress.

To quote (for no particular reason) myself:

“What if I actually try to memorize something new every week?  Wouldn’t that be just ruddy brilliant?  That’s the kind of challenge I would really like to try!  (…)  Anyways, I think I`ll start noting down a couple of tidbits here and there.  I am still unsure about what system I should use, and how to list things properly.”

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Week 1:

The last soliloquy in Macbeth,  by William Shakespeare

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Week 2:

As I Walked Out One Evening,  by W. H. Auden

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Week 3:

He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven,  by W.B.Yeats

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Week 4:

So, We’ll Go No More A-Roving,  by Lord Byron.

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I have now made myself several new categories on this blog under the apt headline of ‘Stuff I Memorize’.  Why?  Because I want to keep track of THAT too!

We already know I like to keep track of everything I do, so today I figured out I might as well have that list take place right here on this site, instead of opening yet another  kind of blog somewhere solely to track the things I memorize.

*coughMovieBlogcough*

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And while I was thinking of this, I was also wondering if I might be able to make it into a challenge?  What if I actually try to memorize something new every week?  Wouldn’t that be just ruddy brilliant?  That’s  the kind of challenge I would really like to try!

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Memorizing can be darned tough for me, it’s NOT a thing that comes easily, no matter what some people think.  I worked bloody hard for every single poem I know, it’s only a select few songs that really get stuck on my brain easily.  And that’s because they usually worm their own way in.  When I try to remember, it can take days.  So it’s not something that comes naturally, because lyrics and lines are two completely different things.

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Anyways,  I think I`ll start noting down a couple of tidbits here and there.  I am still unsure about what system I should use, and how to list things properly.

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