WEB RESOURCES ACTIVITY
Level: English Language and Literature BA 1,
Objective: Remember and practice the basic contents of medieval English metrics to help high school students of 1 to develop one aspect of literary commentary.
Methodology:
ACTIVITIES REQUIRED TO DEVELOP THE STUDENT
1) Read the poem below mentioned.
2) Search for the underlined words in the text as well as all those that students do not understand.
3) Search for the following metric concepts: assonance and rhyme consonant sinalefa, verses major and minor art, poem, verse and strophic poem.
4) Metric analysis of the verses.
5) Scheme of rhyme.
6) Identification of the stanza
7) Writing a short comment metrical poem which include the following information: number of lines of the poem, as the latter syllable, rhyme scheme and type of rhyme. Finally, it should indicate how the name given to this type of composition metrics. EVALUATION
The student must answer all mandatory questions in a Word document (Times New Roman, 12). The deadline is one week after publication. The deepening s activities also will be judged and taken into account in assessing the student.
MORE ACTIVITIES
1) Listening to the text in the address.
2) Summary of the contents of the text.
3) Identify what genre and era is the text and classify them in response to the traditional classification.
web resources to be used by students
1) Check the following dictionaries:
http://buscon.rae.es/draeI/
2 ) Consultation metric terms
http://www.auladeletras.net/material/herra.pdf
http://recursos.cnice.mec.es/lengua/enciclopaedia/index.html
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia : Home
MORE ACTIVITIES
3) Listening to the text:
http://antologiapoeticamultimedia.blogspot.com/2006/08/romance-del-prisionero.html
4) Theory on the ballads
http://roble.cnice.mecd.es/ ~ msanto1/lengua/1romance.htm
TEXT: PRISONER'S ROMANCE (Anonymous)
That in May, was at m to I
when heat makes
c hen wheat ripens
and the fields are in bloom
when the lark sings
and responds the nightingale
c hen lovers
will serve to love
sad and wretched, but I
I live in this prison
that I do not know when it is day
or when the nights are
but by a bird
I sang at dawn
matómela an archer
give God reward bad
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