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Readers' theatre medley of poems


Readers' Theatre

Readers' Theatre

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  • 1. READERS’ THEATRE 1Medley of Poems Rearranged by Yeo Yam HweeReader 1 The Arrow and The Song by Henry Wadsworth LongfellowReader 6 I shot an arrow into the air,Reader 2 It fell to earth, I knew not where;Reader 5 For, so swiftly it flew, the sightReader 4 Could not follow it in its flight.Reader 3 I breathed a song into the air,Reader 4 It fell to earth, I knew not where;Reader 3 For who has sight so keen and strong,Reader 5 That it can follow the flight of song?Reader 2 Long, long afterward, in an oakReader 6 I found the arrow, still unbroken;Reader 1 And the song, from beginning to end,Reader 2 I found again in the heart of a friend.Reader 3 Break, Break, Break by Alfred, Lord TennysonReader 5 Break, break, break,Reader 4 On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!Reader 6 And I would that my tongue could utterReader 1 The thoughts that arise in me.Reader 2 O well for the fisherman’s boy,Reader 3 That he shouts with his sister at play!Reader 5 O well for the sailor lad,Reader 4 That he sings in his boat on the bay!Reader 6 And the stately ships go on
  • 2. READERS’ THEATRE 2Medley of Poems Rearranged by Yeo Yam HweeReader 2 To their haven under the hill;Reader 5 But O for the touch of a vanished hand,Reader 4 And the sound of a voice that is still!Reader 3 Break, break, break,Reader 4 At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!Reader 3 But the tender grace of a day that is deadReader 5 Will never come back to me.Reader 2 We Must Be Polite by Carl SandburgReader 6 If we meet a gorillaReader 1 What shall we do?Reader 6 Two things we may doReader 2 If we so wish to do.Reader 5 Speak to the gorilla Very, very respectfully,Reader 4 “How do you do, sir?”Reader 3 Or, speak to him with less Distinction of manner,Reader 4 “Hey, why don’t you go back Where you came from?”Reader 3 If an elephant knocks on your door And asks for something to eat, There are two things to say:Reader 5 Tell him there are nothing but cold Victuals in the house and he will do Better next door.Reader 2 Or say: We have nothing but six bushels Of potatoes – will that be enough for Your breakfast, sir?
  • 3. READERS’ THEATRE 3Medley of Poems Rearranged by Yeo Yam HweeReader 6 O Captain! My Captain! by Walt WhitmanReader 1 O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,Reader 2 The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,Reader 3 The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,Reader 5 While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;Reader 4 But O heart! Heart! Heart!Reader 6 O the bleeding drops of red,Reader 1 Where on the deck my Captain lies,Reader 2 Fallen cold and dead.Reader 3 Sonnet 18 by William ShakespeareReader 5 Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Reader 4 Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Reader 6 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,Reader 3 And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.Reader 5 Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,Reader 1 And often is his gold complexion dimmed,Reader 2 And every fair from fair sometime declinesReader 4 By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.Reader 2 But thy eternal summer shall not fade,Reader 1 Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;Reader 5 Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shadeReader 3 When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.
  • 4. READERS’ THEATRE 4Medley of Poems Rearranged by Yeo Yam HweeReader 6 So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,Reader 5 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.Reader 1 How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett BrowningReader 2 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightReader 3 My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace.Reader 4 I love thee to the level of every days Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.Reader 6 I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to useReader 5 In my old griefs, and with my childhoods faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to loseAll Readers With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.Reader 1 Will there really be a morning? By Emily DickinsonReader 5 Will there really be a morning? Is there such as thing as day?Reader 6 Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?Reader 3 Has it feet like water-lilies? Has it feathers like a bird?Reader 4 Is it brought from famous countries Of which I have never heard?Reader 2 Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor! Oh, some wise man from the skies!Reader 4 Please to tell a little pilgrim Where the place called morning lies!
  • 5. READERS’ THEATRE 5Medley of Poems Rearranged by Yeo Yam HweeReader 3 The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water by William Butler YeatsReader 2 I heard the old, old men say,Reader 1 “Everything alters,Reader 5 And one by one we drop away.”Reader 6 They had hands like claws, and their knees Were twisted like the old thorn-trees By the waters.All Readers I heard the old, old men say, “All that’s beautiful drifts away Like the waters.”