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Explore King Lear's speech in Act 3, Scene 4, lines 9-27 to understand the word choices, figurative meanings, and tone. Examine literary techniques and impact on the situation. Homework tasks include defining vocabulary words and a final in-class essay. Email your college essays for editing support.
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AIM: How does Lear’s language reflect his situation? RL4: Determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in the text, including figurative and connotative meanings; analyze the impact of specific word choices on meaning and tone, including words with multiple meanings or language that is particularly fresh, engaging, or beautiful. (Include Shakespeare as well as other authors.) • Do Now: • On loose leaf to turn in, analyze Lear’s speech, 3.4.9-27. What literary techniques do you find at work? • Homework: • For each reading assignment, define five vocabulary words and use them in a sentence. Reading assignments: • For Friday: through Act IV, Scene 4 • For Monday: finish play—collect homework • WEDNESDAY: IN-CLASS FINAL ESSAY ON ALL THREE PLAYS • THURSDAY: BEGIN NOVEL: SILAS MARNER • Agenda: • Lear 3.4.9-27 • King Lear film • Reflection Friday 14 December 2012
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King Lear Act 3, Scene 4, lines 9-27 LEAR: Thou think'st 'tis much that this contentious storm Invades us to the skin: so 'tis to thee; But where the greater malady is fix'd, The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'ldst shun a bear; But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea, Thou'ldst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free, The body's delicate: the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude!
Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to't? But I will punish home! No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure. In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril! Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all,-- O, that way madness lies; let me shun that; No more of that.