Alright, first of all
What is this, a forum for miunderstood teenagers?
Why do people like you have to come on and ruin a perfectly good discussion with your negativity?
Secondly. I recited A Dream Within A Dream in 8th grade. It didn't have much effect on my class though, because I was already an outcast.
In 12th grade, I brought in a poem called "The Erl-King" and wanted to study it in British Literature on Halloween. It's not by Poe, but this is still a funny story. My teacher, who was really rather inept, read it and said that she would never read aloud a poem about a pedophile kidnapping children. I had to suppress laughter. The Erl-King is about the Boogeyman. She thought I was a bit strange after I brought in that poem and never looked at me the same.
That same year, I brought a skeleton as my date for homecoming, and was known to the teachers from then on as "The weird girl who brought a skeleton to homecoming" it was great :)
Oh.
If anyone is curious, here is the poem "The Erl-King"
Who rides there so late through the night dark and drear?
The father it is, with his infant so dear;
He holdeth the boy tightly clasp'd in his arm,
He holdeth him safely, he keepeth him warm.
"My son, wherefore seek'st thou thy face thus to hide?"
"Look, father, the Erl-King is close by our side!
Dost see not the Erl-King, with crown and with train?"
"My son, 'tis the mist rising over the plain."
"Oh, come, thou dear infant! oh come thou with me!
Full many a game I will play there with thee;
On my strand, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold,
My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold."
"My father, my father, and dost thou not hear
The words that the Erl-King now breathes in mine ear?"
"Be calm, dearest child, 'tis thy fancy deceives;
'Tis the sad wind that sighs through the withering leaves."
"Wilt go, then, dear infant, wilt go with me there?
My daughters shall tend thee with sisterly care.
My daughters by night their glad festival keep,
They'll dance thee, and rock thee, and sing thee to sleep."
"My father, my father, and dost thou not see,
How the Erl-King his daughters has brought here for me?"
"My darling, my darling, I see it aright,
'Tis the aged grey willows deceiving thy sight."
"I love thee, I'm charm'd by thy beauty, dear boy!
And if thou'rt unwilling, then force I'll employ."
"My father, my father, he seizes me fast,
Full sorely the Erl-King has hurt me at last."
The father now gallops, with terror half wild,
He grasps in his arms the poor shuddering child;
He reaches his courtyard with toil and with dread,
The child in his arms finds he motionless, dead.
-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
They blew up congress! ahahaha!
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DrMalcolm4
18 years ago
Dude, that was Goethe? That's really interesting. I wanted to read Faust this month, but I haven't got time, what with techie work for drama.
... lovely signature quote, too... definitely... *shifts eyes and quickly dashes away, never to be seen again*
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