Quotes Flashcards
Two vast and trunkless legs
Ozymandias
Sneer of cold command
Ozymandias
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair
Ozymandias
level sands stretch far away
Ozymandias
each chartered street…mark in every face
London
every cry of every man / every infants cry of fear
London
mind-forged manacles
London
black’ning church appalls…runs in blood down palace walls
London
It’s usual home
The Prelude
Melted all into one track of sparkling light
The Prelude
As if with voluntary power instinct
The Prelude
My brain worked with a dim and undetermined sense
The Prelude
No pleasant images of trees
The Prelude
Like living men, moved slowly through the mind
The Prelude
Looking as if she were alive
My Last Duchess
‘Twas not her husband’s presence only that called that spot of joy into the Duchess’ cheek
My Last Duchess
How she ranked my gift of nine hundred years name with anybody’s gift
My Last Duchess
I gave commands / Then all smiles stopped together
My Last Duchess
Though his fair daughter’s self … is my object
My Last Duchess
Rode the six hundred / left of six hundred / noble six hundred
Charge of the Light Brigade
Was there a man dismay’d
Charge of the Light Brigade
Cannon to the right of them … left of them … in front of them
Charge of the Light Brigade
Storm’d at with shot and shell
Charge of the Light Brigade
When can their glory fade?
Charge of the Light Brigade
Our brains ache in the merciless iced east winds that knife us
Exposure
But nothing happens
Exposure
Like a dull rumour of some other war
Exposure
We only know war lasts, rain soaks and clouds sag stormy
Exposure
Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence
Exposure
Is it that we’re dying?
Exposure
Slowly our ghosts drag home
Exposure
For love of God seems dying
Exposure
We are prepared
Storm on the Island
You know what I mean
Storm on the Island
Exploding comfortably down on the cliffs
Storm on the Island
It is a huge nothing we fear
Storm on the Island
Suddenly he awoke and was running
Bayonet Charge
Bullets smacking the belly out of the air
Bayonet Charge
The patriotic tear that had brimmed his eye
Bayonet Charge
In what cold clockwork … Was he the hand pointing that second?
Bayonet Charge
King, honour, human dignity, etcetera / Dropped like luxuries in a yelling alarm
Bayonet Charge