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Tomas Moor The poem «Evening bells» Those evening bells! Those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells? Of youth at home and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime! Those joyous hours are past away! And many heart, that was gay Within the tomb and darkly dwells And hear no moor those evening bells! And so twill be when I am gone; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dels And sing your prase, sweet evening bells!
"Irish melodies". The Last Rose of Summer ’TIS the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, To give sigh for sigh. I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o’er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from Love’s shining circle The gems drop away. When true hearts lie withered And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone?
SCENE 1 In the classroom Miss Scatcherd: Burns, turn your toes out immediately. And your chin is poking out. Draw it in. Hold your head up! (Burns coughs) Cover your mouth! Burns, don’t stand like that! (She comes up to Helen and sees her hands). You dirty girl! You haven’t washed your hands this morning! Helen: The water was frozen. Miss Scatcherd: Wicked girl! Nothing will change your dirty habits! Fetch me the birch! (She takes the stick and hits Helen several times with it). Put it away. The time for your lessons.
SCENE 2 Later that day, during the play-hour, Jane finds Burns reading a book. Jane: Do you want to leave Lowood? Helen: No, why should I? I was sent to school here, so I must learn as much as I can. Jane: But Miss Scatcherd is so cruel to you! Helen: Cruel? Not at all. She is strict and she sees my faults. Jane: If I were you, I’d hate her. If she hit me with a stick, I’d break it under her nose. Helen: I don’t think you would. And if you did, Mr Brocklehurst would send you away from school, and your relations would be upset. Anyway, the Bible tells us to do good, even if other people hurt us. Jane: You say you have faults, Helen. What are they? Helen: I’m untidy and careless and I forget my rules. I read when I should be doing my homework. Jane: Helen, can I draw a portrait of you? Helen: Me? (laughs) Jane: Yes. Take off your bonnet. You have such pretty hair. Helen: Who taught you to draw?
Jane: I taught myself. I used to look at books at my Aunt Reed’s house and then try to copy the pictures. Helen: You have a gift. You’re lucky. Mr Brocklehurst and Miss Temple enter the room. Mr Brocklehurst: Miss Temple, please make sure the girls’ stockings are mended more carefully. Some of them have a lot of holes. Miss Temple: I shall follow your instructions. Mr Brocklehurst sees Helen’s hair and almost jumps in surprise. Mr Brocklehurst: Who, who’s that girl with red hair, with curls, madam, with curls everywhere? Miss Temple: Helen Burns. Her hair curls naturally, you see. Mr Brocklehurst: Naturally! Yes, but it is God we obey, not nature! Miss Temple, bring me the scissors. The girl’s hair must be cut off. Miss Temple: Mr Brocklehurst … Mr Brocklehurst: No, Miss Temple, I insist.
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