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Form (how it contributes to meaning, rhyme and meter of form):

Ode:

Comes from the Greek aeidein, meaning to sing or chant


Typically accompanied by both music and dance
The purpose of an ode is to address an event, a person, or a thing not present
Pindaric Odes
Named after ancient Greek poet Pindar, who created the ode form
Recited with poets and accompanied by dancers
Often used to celebrate athletic victories (Olympics)
strophe
Formal opening to the ode
Complex metrical structure
antistrophe
Mirrors the opening in structure
epode
Ending to the ode
Completely different metrical structure and length
from strophe and antistrophe
Example: Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of
Early Childhood by William Wordsworth
Horatian
Generally more peaceful and ruminative than Pindaric odes
Less formal
More suited for a quiet reading than a performance
Horatian uses the same, recurring stanza length and form
Example: Ode to the Confederate Dead by Allen Tate
Irregular
Basically all the rest of the odes
Retains tone and thematic elements of a classical ode
Attempts to be formal
Example: Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats
Written by Keats as a result of
experimenting with sonnet form

Author (style):
John Keats:
English romantic poet (Romanticism), born October 31st,1795 in London
early tragedy-both parents died at young age
trained to be an apothecary, decided to pursue poetry
heavily influenced by Leigh Hunt, a popular editor who introduced Keats to a
prominent literary circle
His Style:
vivid imagery of the scenes created in his head on the urn
antithesis :Imagined melodies are lovelier than those heard by human ears.
Therefore the poet urges the musician pictured on the urn to play on.

self-contemplation through rhetorical questions: Keats' imagined urn is


addressed as if he were contemplating a real urn. It has survived intact from antiquity. It
is a "sylvan historian" telling us a story, which the poet suggests by a series of questions.
Who are these gods or men carved or painted on the urn? Who are these reluctant
maidens? What is this mad pursuit? Why the struggle to escape? What is the
explanation for the presence of musical instruments? Why this mad ecstasy?
emotional impact through comparisons: After our generation is gone, you will still
be here, a friend to man, telling him that beauty is truth and truth is beauty that is all
he knows on earth and all he needs to know.
extended metaphor?: the urn is a figment of his imagination
RHYME SCHEME
ABAB in all ten line stanzas followed by Miltonic Sestet:
CDEDCE in 1st and 5th stanzas
CDECED in 2nd stanza
CDECDE in 3rd and 4th stanzas
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ode_on_a_Grecian_Urn

FORM AND METER


Ode in Iambic Pentameter
http://www.shmoop.com/ode-grecian-urn/rhyme-form-meter.html

Close Read of Poem (how form/devices add to overall meaning):


http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173742

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,


Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave

Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;


Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."

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