T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats and D.H. Lawrence: How Love is combined with a sense of Frustration and Fear

T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats and D.H. Lawrence: How Love is combined with a sense of Frustration and Fear

by Marcio Hemerique Pereira

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Scientific Essay from the year 2009 in the subject English - Literature, Works, grade: A, University of Minho (Arts and Humanities), course: English Language and Literature Studies, language: English, abstract: This is an essay analyzing and comparing the works of three different poets and the poems used in this essay are about love in relation to a sense of frustration and fear. We will give an overview on the works of the following poets D. H. Lawrence, W. B. Yeats, and T. S. Elliott in order to make the essay more comprehensive.

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ISBN-13: 9783640657377
Publisher: GRIN Publishing
Publication date: 01/01/2010
Sold by: CIANDO
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 20
File size: 78 KB

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Dustpath's POV! 6 more chapters till the end. 7, if you count the epilogue <p> Lonliness tugged at his heart as Dustpath watched Winterberry trudge away from him. It wasn't a fair statement to say he wasn't mourning Foxtail's death; <br> *When there's an ending, there's a beginning.* That was his policy, expecially in times like these. He hoped Winterberry would fall for him after Foxtail was out of the way. *Appearantly not,* he thought with a sigh. <p> Dustpath had no family, no friends. His mother was forced by an unknown cat, & died shortly after his birth. He never really talked about it. Then Hazelstar, his sister, became the ever-greedy power-seeking leader of ScorchClan. She wasn't worthy enough to be in his family, in Dustpath's perspective. <br> Harewind is the closest friend he had. About the same age, & kinda sweet. <br> *Maybe if it doesn't work out with Winterberry, I can try my luck with Harewind. She's nice enough.* For the most part, Dustpath needed a shoulder to lean on, reguardless of friend or not. <p> The forest was on the threshhold of leafbare. Only small, melting patches of snow hid in the shadows cast by the trees. Oceanheart had been out all day, only coming back every so often to drop off his haul of fresh new herbs. Dustpath's ears recieved a voice he never heard before; scratchy, monotone, & wavy, like the cat hadn't spoken before in moons. <br> *Raccoon...?* Sure enough, the masked she-cat padded into camp with a smile as warm as the sun on her face. She was as happy as anybody had ever seen her. Stoneeyes was tight at her side, the same joyous expression beaming in his eyes. The whole Clan gaped at the pair, forcing Stoneeyes to explain. <br> "She's my mother. In my kithood, our den got attacked by a fox. I vaugly remember being mauled and knocked out and bloodied with my sister, but when I woke up, they were gone. Mother and Sister. I thoght they were killed and eaten by the fox..." <br> "I thought /he/ was dead when he was unconscious! I could't see him breathing, so I went off, thinking all hope was lost. Many moons later, here we are," Raccoo recited. <br> "What a glorious story! Good thing you two happened to join the same Clan," Lightstar congratulated. But Dustpath had other thoughts. <br> *He mentioned about having a sister, though... Is /she/ dead, or still out there?* <p> "Dapplepaw, Ivypaw, go fetch Oceanheart! Hurry!" Stoneeyes called from the nursery, worry spiking his tone. It was later in the day, now, the sun halfway down its decsend. The two sisters sprinted out of camp to retreive the medicine cat. A low moan arouse from the nursery. <br> *Fawnspots? Hmm. Kits must be here already,* Dustpath thought unenthusiastically. A few moments later, Oceanheart hustled in, trying to catch up to the energetic 'Paws. <br> "Fawnspots is having her kits!" Stoneeyes called out to Oceanheart from inside the den. He shooed the tom out, and Stoneeyes paced relucatantly outside. Ivypaw and Dapplepaw excitedly stayed with Raccoon. <br> "I hope we get a younger sister!" Chirped Ivypaw. <br> "Yea! Toms are yucky," added Dapplepaw with a bitter face. <br> "I don't care about gender; I'll be a grandmother!" Raccoon said. <p> Sooner than Dustpath expected, Oceanheart popped his dark blue head out of the nursery. <br> "Two boys and one girl, all healthy!" He purred, and gestured to Stoneeyes to come see. <br> *Will I ever be as happy as Stoneeyes is right now?" Dustpath thought in dismay. -&#1071|Reflections&#9830