<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:28:38.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Mary's English Literature Reviews</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-8763171191614677285</id><published>2008-03-02T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T11:38:40.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Group Web Page</title><content type='html'>Here is a great address for information and links of some poets and authors from the Romantic Era. &lt;a href="http://lmcantu26.googlepages.com/groupone%27sadventeroustourthroughtheroman"&gt;lmcantu26.googlepages.com/groupone%27sadventeroustourthroughtheroman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-8763171191614677285?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8763171191614677285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=8763171191614677285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/8763171191614677285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/8763171191614677285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/group-web-page.html' title='Group Web Page'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-2157599588787917614</id><published>2008-02-24T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:24:03.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Willaim Wordsworth</title><content type='html'>Great poet, with a love of nature, my favorite is " The Butterfly". There are at least 166 poem by him available. I have a page online at &lt;a href="http://www.marybrown10.googlepages.com.home/"&gt;www.marybrown10.googlepages.com.home&lt;/a&gt; with more information and links. I also have my favorite poem posted as well as a picture of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-2157599588787917614?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2157599588787917614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=2157599588787917614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/2157599588787917614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/2157599588787917614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/willaim-wordsworth.html' title='Willaim Wordsworth'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-4627571960235319913</id><published>2008-02-17T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:14:44.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>Great Book, but very long, the story is about a boy named Pip who lives with his siter due to the rest of the family dying. Joe is not treated well by his sister, she is very abusive towards him and her husband Joe who like Pip. As Pip is growing up he begins visiting Miss. Havisham who has a beautiful daughter Estella that is very mean to Pip because he is a common boy not a gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;Pip is kind of adopted by a benefactor who wants to make Pip a gentleman, Pip falls right into the idea but it leads to an emotional ride ending up with him coming home to where it all began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-4627571960235319913?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4627571960235319913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=4627571960235319913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/4627571960235319913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/4627571960235319913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-expectations.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-470775170064414045</id><published>2008-02-09T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:20:06.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Browning's " My Last Duchess"</title><content type='html'>Truely a twisted poem, did the Duke kill the Duchess or did he have her killed? What is the main point? Could it be that money has no law, if you have status and money you can do what you like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-470775170064414045?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/470775170064414045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=470775170064414045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/470775170064414045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/470775170064414045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/robert-brownings-my-last-duchess.html' title='Robert Browning&apos;s &quot; My Last Duchess&quot;'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-3549689470105715519</id><published>2008-02-03T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:07:11.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Shelley's "Frankenstein"</title><content type='html'>Great Read, Victor Frankenstein creates a creature and brings it to life, once bringing life to the creature he suddenly feels the worst feeling ever: over what he has done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-3549689470105715519?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3549689470105715519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=3549689470105715519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/3549689470105715519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/3549689470105715519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/mary-shelleys-frankenstein.html' title='Mary Shelley&apos;s &quot;Frankenstein&quot;'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-2925105312044312326</id><published>2008-01-27T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:56:05.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ode to a Nightingale"</title><content type='html'>This poem is deep, I think he referring to himself as the nightingale but he uses the nightingale to represent the side of him that is the poet. He seems to refer to himself when speaking about the old men and youth in the poem. He as a man sees all the ugliness in the world but as a poet he can rise abouve it " like a nightingale" and bring beautiful poetry to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-2925105312044312326?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2925105312044312326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=2925105312044312326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/2925105312044312326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/2925105312044312326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/ode-to-nightingale.html' title='&quot;Ode to a Nightingale&quot;'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-7309074128183689517</id><published>2008-01-20T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:44:36.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.Wordsworth's " Micheal"</title><content type='html'>Truely  great writing, a poem that makes you think as a parent and second guess your judgement. Is Micheal a loving father? I would say so, I think he is just a normal parnet who made a bad choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-7309074128183689517?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7309074128183689517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=7309074128183689517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/7309074128183689517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/7309074128183689517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/wwordsworths-micheal.html' title='W.Wordsworth&apos;s &quot; Micheal&quot;'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8276821196185174672.post-97570026604034253</id><published>2008-01-20T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:42:02.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake's Garden of Love</title><content type='html'>Blake's Garen of love is very sad,  where a beautiful garden once was now stand tomb stones and graves. The poem begins with a beautiful thought of a sweet garden then ends with his description of a grave yard with priest in black robes. The poem seems like it could have several underlying meanings, one of replacing natural beauty with this grave yard, one against religion one for freedom so many theories of what point he is trying to get across.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8276821196185174672-97570026604034253?l=joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/97570026604034253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8276821196185174672&amp;postID=97570026604034253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/97570026604034253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8276821196185174672/posts/default/97570026604034253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joeyb-marysblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/blakes-garden-of-love.html' title='Blake&apos;s Garden of Love'/><author><name>joeyb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994404546549427676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
