Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Those of you who read Fitzgerald's
Tender is the Night this summer will probably want to know that the book's title alludes to the lines above from Keats'
Ode to a Nightingale. Hope this adds to your understanding of the text -- or at least gives you some added food for thought.
Thanks for all of your entries so far - keep those ideas coming! In response to Avery's question, I think you need to "Post & Publish" after typing in your entry rather than simply "post."
If any of you are still having problems getting on the blog, please let me know. See you in class tomorrow.
You should all be able to view this page now, and you should be able to add posts of your own. This week, post comments dealing with your observations on summer reading and/or Emerson's "American Scholar." The text is available in its entirety through the class website...
Thanks for a great first day! I'm looking forward to a really rewarding year with all of you.
