New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What literary device is used in line 3?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What is the lesson taught by the poem?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What line in the poem shows personification?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What did the speaker want us to realise in line 8?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

Why does the speaker compare old friendships to gold while new friendships to silver?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What is the tone of the poem?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

Which lines tell us that friendships become better as time passes?

New Friends and Old Friends by Joseph Parry

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine,

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test— 5

Time and change—are surely best;

Brow may wrinkle, hair grow grey,

Friendship never knows decay.

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,

Once more we our youth renew. 10

But old friends, alas! may die,

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your chest—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old; 15

Those are silver, these are gold.

What does lines 11 and 12 signify?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

What does the poem teach us?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

How can you describe the axe in the beginning of the poem?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

 Based on the poem, which of the following best describes what Joe’s job might be?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

What is the 7th stanza trying to tell us?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

What literary device is dominant in the poem?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

What type of imagery is conveyed in the first stanza?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

What type of poem is “The Blade And The Ax”?

The Blade And The Ax By Abimbola T. Alabi

On a bench, in Joe’s little shed,

lying not too far apart,

were his axe and his switchblade,

having a quiet heart-to-heart.

“How small and weak you look,” 5

said the axe to the blade.

“You will never be able to do

those deeds for which I’m made.”

“For it’s me that Joe will use

to cut the boughs of trees. 10

You should see me at work sometime,

how I split a log with ease.”

“A great help you are around

performing these hefty tasks,

but stuff I do for Joe, you can’t,” 15

replied the blade to the axe.

“Would he ever count on you

to cut or strip a wire bare?

Try slicing open packages too.

I’d love to see just how you’d fare.” 20

“We’re designed in unique ways;

you’re not superior as you claim.”

The mighty axe and the nifty blade

needed by Joe all the same.

In the end, they both agreed 25

about their weaknesses and strengths.

Neither of them, they could see,

was truly a hundred percent.

From then on, they became pals,

got along and learned to relax. 30

Never again was there pride or strife

between the blade and the axe.

In what perspective is the poem written in?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What rhyme pattern does the first stanza have?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What lesson does the author of the poem want us to learn?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What emotions are shown by the dragon in the poem?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

How did the speaker judge the dragon at first?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

In the fourth stanza, why was the dragon scared?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What does line 25 mean?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What mood does the last stanza show?

The Dragon by Nicole Q. Wong

A misunderstanding I’ve had

Was that a dragon was bad.

With his sharp claws, his look of death!

Not to mention his fiery breath,

How could he not be? 5

I was wrong, you see.

One day, I was skipping happily in the meadow,

When I came across a rather upset old fellow.

“Good day,” said he,

Bowing down to me, 10

And I was too shocked to speak.

Yes, with his breath and his sharp talons,

I had met a real live dragon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, bowing too,

As he seemed conspicuously blue. 15

Then, without warning, he burst into tears

And was unmistakably trembling with fear!

“Oh, spare me!” he cried, covering his face.

“I just want to leave this miserable place!”

He told me how princes had slayed his brothers, 20

And how they were after him too. His mother

Saved him by taking a princess hostage,

And that made her seem savage.

After my encounter with him,

I realised what matters is within. 25

Yes, I learned something you can’t learn from books,

And it’s that you can’t judge anything by its looks.

What misunderstanding did the speaker and the dragon have?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

What is the theme of the poem?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

Why is sowing the seed of kindness important in making the world better?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

What does line 3 mean?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

Why is the poem titled “Wishing”?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

What is the tone of the poem?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

Which words can you associate with the poem?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

What is the main thought of the poem?

Wishing by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do –

Set a watch upon your actions:

Keep them always straight and true,

Bid your mind of selfish motives; 5

Let your thoughts be clean and high;

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

Do you wish the world to be wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start 10

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap-book of your heart.

Do not waste one page in folly;

Live to learn and learn to live;

If you want to increase knowledge. 15

You must get ere you can give.

Do you wish the world were better?

Then remember day by day

Just to sow the seeds of kindness

As you pass along the way. 20

For the pleasure of the many

May be ofttimes traced to one.

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.

According to the poem, how can the world become wiser?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What is the goal of the poem?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What lesson does the poem teach us

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What emotion did the person in the third stanza might have felt?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What is the rhyme pattern of the second stanza?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

To whom is the poem for?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

How did the speaker describe life in the second stanza?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What symbolises success in the poem?

Don’t Quit by Edgar Albert Guest 

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

when the funds are low and the debts are high,

and you want to smile but you have to sigh,

when care is pressing you down a bit – rest if you must, but don’t you quit. 5

Life is queer with its twists and turns.

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a fellow turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow – you may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering man; 10

Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victor’s cup;

and he learned too late when the night came down,

how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out – the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

and when you never can tell how close you are, 15

it may be near when it seems afar;

so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst, you must not quit.

What type of poem is “Don’t Quit”?