Tag: ISC POEMS NEW SYLLABUS

A Critical Appreciation of THE COLD WITHIN ICSE CLASS IX AND X ENGLISHA Critical Appreciation of THE COLD WITHIN ICSE CLASS IX AND X ENGLISH

Author -James Patrick Kinney ………………………. An Appreciation …………………. James Patrick Kenney, the author of the poem, the man who warmed ‘The Cold Within’ was an exceptionally talented Irish American poet,

LINE BY LINE Analysis Of The Heart of the Tree ICSE ENGLISH CLASS IX AND XLINE BY LINE Analysis Of The Heart of the Tree ICSE ENGLISH CLASS IX AND X

Stanza One What does he plant who plants a tree? A The poem begins with a Refrain clearly indicating what the poet wants to convey to the readers. The poet

Desiderata BY Max Ehrmann -ISC ENGLISH POEMDesiderata BY Max Ehrmann -ISC ENGLISH POEM

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible without surrenderbe on good terms with all persons.Speak your truth quietly and

John Brown by Bob Dylan-ISC ENGLISH POEMSJohn Brown by Bob Dylan-ISC ENGLISH POEMS

John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shoreHis mama sure was proud of himHe stood straight and tall in his uniform and allHis mama’s face broke

Crossing the Bar BY ALFRED LORD TENNYSON -ISC ENGLISH POEMSCrossing the Bar BY ALFRED LORD TENNYSON -ISC ENGLISH POEMS

Sunset and evening star,        And one clear call for me!  And may there be no moaning of the bar,        When I put out to sea,     But such a tide as

The Gift of India BY SAROJINI NAIDU ISC ENGLISH POEMSThe Gift of India BY SAROJINI NAIDU ISC ENGLISH POEMS

Is there ought you need that my hands withhold,Rich gifts of raiment or grain or gold?Lo ! I have flung to the East and the WestPriceless treasures torn from my

THE DOLPHINS BY CAROL ANN DUFFY-ISC ENGLISH POEMSTHE DOLPHINS BY CAROL ANN DUFFY-ISC ENGLISH POEMS

World is what you swim in, or dance, it is simple. We are in our element but we are not free. Outside this world you cannot breathe for long. The other has my

Birches BY ROBERT FROST-ISC ENGLISH POEMSBirches BY ROBERT FROST-ISC ENGLISH POEMS

When I see birches bend to left and right  Across the lines of straighter darker trees,  I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.  But swinging doesn’t bend them

The Darkling Thrush BY THOMAS HARDY, ISC ENGLISH POEMSThe Darkling Thrush BY THOMAS HARDY, ISC ENGLISH POEMS

I leant upon a coppice gate        When Frost was spectre-grey,  And Winter’s dregs made desolate        The weakening eye of day.  The tangled bine-stems scored the sky        Like strings of broken