Are quotes that important?

Danger781

Iwasfrozen wrote: »

....English is easy, the trick is to bullshít throughout the entire exam.

Something I must confess I am very good at.

I have to agree :P I usually get a decent grade by going into the exam and jotting down whatever comes to mind :rolleyes:

Shanotheslayer

''More sinned then sinned againts''

Something like that, only quote I know and don;'t know what it means

NotExactly

Shanotheslayer wrote: »

''More sinned then sinned againts''

Something like that, only quote I know and don;'t know what it means

^:D


Lear a man''more sinned against than sinning.''

NotExactly

fufureida wrote: »

'' Rinds slant (?). Moths flutter. Apples sweeten in the dark. ''

Starts rise/Moths flutter/Apples sweeten in the dark

grrrrrrrrrr

Could you still get full marks in a comparative essay if you didnt use any quotes?

Finical

grrrrrrrrrr wrote: »

Could you still get full marks in a comparative essay if you didnt use any quotes?

I'm sure you could, quotes arn't that important in the comparative section but they do show you know your texts well and you could use them to back up your points.

chaoticmess

Ooh ok lets see how many quotes I can remember!

Lear:
Which of you shall we say doth love us most
Nothing can come of nothing speak again
Mend your speech a little, lest it may mar your fortunes
Here I disclaim all my paternal care, propinquity and property of blood
Come not between the dragon and it's wrath
Kent on thy life no more
Better thou hadst have not been born than not to have pleased me better
We have no such daughter
Doth any here know me? This is not Lear. Who is it can tell me who I am?
Into her womb convert sterility
Sharper than a serpents tooth
I did her wrong
They could not would not do it, tis worse than murder to do upon respect such violent outrage
Unnatural hags
A poor old man as full of grief as age
more sinned against than sinning
A man may see how this world goes with no eyes
A very foolish fond old man
Laugh at gilded butterflies
You are men of stones, a plague upon you, murderers traitors all
Why should a dog, a horse a rat have life and thou no breath at all

Gloucester:
If it be nothing I shall not need spectacles
O villain, Villain, abhorred villain. Unnatural detested brutish villain
I would not see thy cruel nails pluck out his poor old eyes
All dark and comfortless
I have no way and therefore want no eyes, I stumbled when I saw
As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods, they kill us for their sport
Henceforth I'll bear affliction till it do cry out itself
No further Sir, a man may rot even here

Fool:
Let me hire him too, here's my coxcomb
All thy other titles thou hast given away
Thy bor'st thine ass on thy back
The hedgesparrow fed the cuckoo so long it had it head bit off by it young
Thou shouldst not have been old before thou hadst been wise
I'll go to bed at noon

Cordelia:
Nothing my lord
I cannot heave my heart into my mouth, I love your majesty according to my bond, no more nor less.
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides
We are not the first who with best meaning have incurred the worst

Goneril:
He always loved our sister most
We must do something, and in the heat
I'll not endure it, put on what weary negligence you please
Idle old man
Pluck out his eyes

Regan:
Till noon? till night my lord, and all night too
sick O sick... my sickness grows upon me.

Hmm I still have to learn Edmund.

Now.... Poets....

Yeats
- Wild Swans at Coole
The trees are in their autumn beauty, the woodland paths are dry, under the October twilight the water mirrors a still sky
nine and fifty swans
scatter wheeling in great broken rings upon their clamourous wings
Alls changed since I hearing at twilight the first time on this shore the bell beat of their wings above my head
heart is sore... trod with a lighter tread
When I awake some day to find they have flown away

- Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to innisfree
I shall have some peace there
pavements grey ... lake waters lapping
I feel it in the deep hearts core

- Sailing to Byzantium
No country for old men - the young in one anothers arms, birds in the trees
No country.. all neglect... birds in the trees, the salmon falls, the mackerel crowded sea
Those dying generations, whatever is begotten born and dies
A man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick
Soul claps its hands and sings
gold mosaic of a wall
dying animal - sick with desire
artifice of eternity
(bird) of hammered gold and gold enammeling
soul (sings) of what is past or passing or to come

- September 1913
and add the half pence to the pence and prayer to shivering prayer
Men were born to pray and save
Romantic Ireland is dead and gone it's with O'Leary in the grave
(heroes) of a different kind. Stilled your childish play
They have gone about the world like wind but little time had I to pray
and what god help us could they save

- An Irish airman forsees his death
I know that I shall meet my fate
no likely end could cause them loss or leave them happier than before
war...duty... a lonely impulse of delight drove to this tumult in the clouds
Balanced all brought all to mind
(the past and future is) a waste of breath
death

Okay... I'm bored now lol.....
I'm fine if something simple on King lear comes up... but god help me with the comparative. I don't really know very much about it...