Poems quoted in Dead Poets' society 美国文学教学教案
• JOHN KEATING A man is not 'very tired'. He's 'exhausted'. And don't use 'very sad', use--Come on, Mr. Overstreet, you twerp. TODD Morose? JOHN KEATING Exactly! Morose! Now, language was developed for one endeavor, and that is--Mr. Anderson. Come on, are you a man or an amoeba? Mr. Perry? NEIL Uh... to communicate? JOHN KEATING No! To woo women. Today we're going to be talking about William Shakespeare. Oh, God. I know, a lot of you look forward to this about as much as you look forward to root canal work. We're gonna talk about Shakespeare as someone who writes something very interesting. Now, many of you have seen Shakespeare done very much like this: "O, Titus, bring your friend hither." But many of you have seen Marlon Brando... you know that Shakespeare can be different. "Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears." You can also imagine maybe John Wayne as Macbeth going, "Waaall, is this a dagger I see before me?"
——Alfred Lord Tennyson
• A Midsummer Night’s Dream
• If we shadows have offended, Think but this — and all is mended— That you have but slumber’d here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend; If you pardon, we will mend. And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to escape the serpent’s tongue, We will make amends ere long; Else the Puck a liar call: So, good night unto you all, Give me your hand, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends
• JOHN KEATING We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Pieces of Poetry Cited in
Dead Poets Society
O Captain! My Captain!
—Walt Whitman
• O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Memorable Quotes
• JOHN KEATING Why do I stand up here? DALTON To feel taller. JOHN KEATING No. Ding! Thank you for playing. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way. See, the world looks very different from up here. You don't believe me? Come see for yourselves. Come on. Just when you think you know something, you have to look at it in another way. Even though it may seem silly, or wrong, you must try. Now, when you read, don't just consider what the author thinks. Consider what you think. Boys, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Thoreau said: "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Don't be resigned by that. Break out. Now don't just walk off the edge like lemmings! Look around you! Dare to strike out and find new ground. Now, in addition to your essays, I would like you to compose a poem of your own, an original work. CLASS Ooh! JOHN KEATING Oef! La-ha-ha-ha-hum! That's right. You have to deliver it aloud, in front of the class on Monday. Ooh! Bon chance, gentlemen. Mr. Anderson! Don't think that I don't know that this assignment scares the hell out of you, you mole.
Dead Poets Society
John Keating
On the first day of classes, they are surprised by the unorthodox teaching methods of their new English teacher, Welton alumnus John Keating who encourages his students to "make your lives extraordinary", a sentiment he summarizes with the Latin expression carpe diem ("seize the day"). In subsequent(随后的) lessons, he stands on his desk to teach the
The students
In 1959, shy Todd Anderson begins his senior year of high school at Welton Academy. He is assigned one of Welton's most promising students, Neil Perry as his roommate and is quickly accepted by Neil's friends: calm Knox Overstreet, overachiever Richard Cameron, best friends Steven Meeks and Gerard Pitts, and beatnik Charlie Dalton.
Restarts the club
Upon learning that Keating was a member of the unsanctioned group the Dead Poets' Society while he was at Welton, Neil restarts the club and he and his friends sneak off campus at night to a cave where they read poetry and verse, including their own compositions. As the school year progresses, Keating's lessons and their involvement with the club encourage them to live their lives on their own terms. Knox pursues Chris, a girl who is dating a football player and whose family is friends with his.
Dead Poets Society《死亡诗社》典故整理原版英美美文
1. Walt WhitmanO Captain! My Captain! (Abraham Lincoln)O Me! O Life!O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish,Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of thestruggle ever renew'd,Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I seearound me,Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?Answer.That you are here--that life exists and identity,That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verseSong of MyselfI sound my barbaric yawp / over the rooftops of the world\A Song of JoysOh, to struggle against great odds, to meet enemies undaunted.To be a sailor of the world bound for all ports.Oh, I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave.To mount the scaffolds. To advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance.To dance, clap hands, exalt, shout, skip, roll on, float on!Oh, to have life henceforth, the poem of new joysTo indeed be a god!2. Robert HerrickTo the Virgins to Make Much of TimeCarpe diem : seize the day3. TennysonShow me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams, and I’ll show you a happy man.4.But only in their dreams can men be truly free. Twas always thus, and always thus will be. Keating Tennyson5. Henry David ThoreauThe Dead Poets were dedicated to sucking the marrow out of life.An Excerpt from WaldenI went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life. And not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.Most men lead lives of quiet desperation.6. Raymond CalvertThe Ballad of William BloatIn a mean abode in the Shanking Road, lived a man named William Bloat. Now, he had a wife, the plague of his life, who continually got his goat. And one day at dawn, with her nightshift on, he slit her bloody throat.7. Alfred Lord TennysonUlyssesCome, my friends. Tis not too late to seek a newer world. For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset. And though we are not now that strength/ which in old days moved Earth and heaven. That which we are, we are: one equal temper of heroic heart/made weak by time and fate, but strong in will: to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield8. Vachel LindsayThe CongoThen I had religion, then I had a vision. I could not turn from their revel in derision. Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black/ cutting through the forest with a golden track.9. William ShakespeareTitus AndronicusMacbethA Midsummer Night’s DreamSonnet 18Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.17.Robert FrostThe Road Not TakenTwo roads diverged in the wood and I… I took the one less traveled by.And that has made all the difference.18. ByronShe Walks in BeautyShe walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress,Or softly lightens o'er her face;Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,The smiles that win, the tints that glow,But tell of days in goodness spent,A mind at peace with all below,A heart whose love is innocent!19. Cowley UlyssesThe ProphetTeach me to Love? go teach thyself more wit;I chief Professor am of it....The God of Love, if such a thing there be,May learn to love from Me.He who does boast that he has beenIn every Heart since Adamòs sin,I’ll lay my Life, nay Mistress on’t that’s more;I teach him thing he never knew before;。
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Dead poets societyI went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately ...I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life!To put to rout all that was not life...And not when I came to die, discover that I had not lived...我步入丛林因为我希望活得有意义 ...我希望活得深刻汲取生命所有的精髓!把非生命的一切全都击溃 ...以免在我生命终结时，发现自己从来没有活过 ...We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human pace is filled with passion.And medicine, law, business, engineering,these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.But poetry, beauty，romance, love, these are what we stay alive for．我们读诗写诗，非为它的灵巧．我们读诗写诗，因为我们是人类的一员．而人类充满了热情．医药，法律，商业，工程，这些都是高贵的理想，并且是维生的必需条件．但是诗，美，浪漫，爱，这些才是我们生存的原因．Just when you think you know something,you have to look at it in another way.当你认为你知道某件事时必须再以不同角度看它Even though it may seem sillyor wrong, you must try!即使那看来似乎愚笨或错误你们都必须试试Now, when you read, don't just considerwhat the author thinks...consider what you think.当你阅读时别只想到作者的见解想想你的见解Boys, you must strive to findyour own voice.孩子们，你们必须…努力寻找自己的声音Because the longer you wait to begin,the less likely you areto find it at all.因为你等候起步的时间愈长便愈不可能找到它Thoreau sa id, “Most men lead livesof quiet desperation.”梭罗说“大多数人都生活在平静的绝望中”Don't be resigned to that.Break out!别听任此事发生要突破！Come my friend，till it's not too late to seek a newer world.From my purpose hold to be the other side of sunset.And though we are not now that strengthwhich as old days moved earth and heaven. That which we are we are,one equal temper of heroic hearts.Maybe weak by time and fate, but strong is will,to strive, to seek,to find,and not to yield.来吧，我的朋友，寻找更新的世界尚为时不晚。
deadpoetssociety（死亡诗社）台词
deadpoetssociety（死亡诗社）台词Dead Poets Society script母亲：Now remember, keep your shoulders back.照相师：Okay. Put your arm around your brother. That's it.。
That's it, right there.，Okay, one more. 老师1：Now, just to review.:，You're going to follow along with the procession...until you get tothe headmaster.，At that point, he will indicate to you to light the candles of the boys.老师2：All right, boys, let's settle down.，Banners up!校长：Ladies and gentlemen, boys, the light of knowledge.One hundred years ago, in 1859...41boys sat in this room...and were asked the same question...that now greets you at the start of each semester.Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?学生：Tradition, honor，discipline, excellence.校长：ln her first year...Welton Academy graduated five /doc/9e3256101.html,st year, we graduated 51...and more than 75% of those...went on to the lvy League.This, this kind of accomplishment.is the result...of fervent dedication to the principles taught here.This is why you parents have been sending us your sons.This is why we are the best preparatory school in the United States.As you know...our beloved Mr. Portius of the English Department retired last term.You will have the opportunity later to meet his replacement Mr. John Keating...himself an honors graduate of this school.And who, for the past several years...has been teaching at the highly regarded Chester School in London.学生：- Richard, you forgot your bag. - Hi, Johnny. Hey, how you doin'?Glad you could come by.-Thrilling ceremony as usual, Dr. Nolan. -You've been away too long.- Hello, Dr. Nolan. - Good to have you. - This is our youngest, Todd.Mr. Anderson, you have some big shoes to fill, young man.- Your brother was one of our finest. - Thank you.- Lovely ceremony. - Thank you. l'm so glad you liked it.- Gale. - Tom.- 尼尔父亲：Good to see you again. - Hello, Mr. Nolan.- 校长：Neil, we expect great things from you this year. - Thank you, sir.-尼尔父亲：Well, he won't disappoint us. Right, Neil? - l'll do my best, sir.- Come on, son. - Chin up. - Okay.- Chin up. - No tears now.- l don't want to go here. - Honey, l love you.- l'll walk you over. - There, there. Do your lessons.尼尔：Hey. l hear we're gonna be roommates. l'm Neil Perry. –安德森：l'm Todd Anderson.尼尔：Why'd you leave Balincrest? –安德森：My brother went here.尼尔：Oh, so you're that Anderson!学生父亲：This is for his sinuses. And, oh, if he, if he can't, uh, swallow, you give him one of these. And if he has trouble breathing, you give him-- -管理员：All right, fine.学生父亲：And, oh, did you remember your vaporizer? And the vapor--同学：Hey, how's it going, Neil? –尼尔：Come down here.叛徒：-Neil? Study group tonight? –尼尔：Yeah, sure.Business as usual, huh?叛徒：Hey, l heard you got the new kid.？Looks like a stiff! Oops.尼尔：Listen. Don't mind Cameron. He's, uh, born with his foot in his mouth.，Know what l mean? 查理：Rumor has it, you did summer school.尼尔：Yep. Chemistry. My father thought l should get ahead.-尼尔：How was your summer, Slick? –查理：Keen.-查理：Meeks, door, closed. –米克斯：Yes, sir!查理：Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?同学们：Travesty, horror, decadence, excrement.查理：Okay, study group.Meeks aced Latin. l didn't quite flunk English.So, if you want, we got our study group.Sure. Cameron asked me too. Anyone mind including him?What's his specialty? Bootlicking?尼尔：Um, he's your roommate. –查理：That's not my fault!米克斯：Uh, l'm sorry. My name is Stephen Meeks.安德森：- Oh, this is Todd Anderson. - Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.查理：Charlie Dalton.诺克斯：Knox Overstreet.尼尔：Todd's brother was Jeffrey Anderson.-查理：Oh, yeah, sure! - Ooh, wow.- Valedictorian, National Merit Scholar. - Oh, well!Welcome to Hell-ton!查理：lt's every bit as tough as they say unless you're agenius like Meeks.米克斯：He flatters me. That's why l help him with Latin.And English, and trig.尼尔：lt's open.Father, l thought you'd gone.-同学们：Mr. Perry, sir. –尼尔父亲：Keep your seats, fellas. Keep your seats，Neil, l've just spoken to Mr. Nolan.l think that you're taking too many extracurricular activities this semester.And l've decided that you should drop school annual.尼尔：-But l'm the assistant editor this year. –尼尔父亲：Well, l'm, l'm sorry, Neil.-尼尔：But, Father, l can't. lt wouldn't be fair. –尼尔父亲：Fellas? Would you excuse us for a moment?尼尔的父亲：Don't you ever dispute me in public! Do you understand?尼尔：Father, l wasn't disputing you。
死亡诗社观后感Dead Poet Society
Dead Poet SocietyDead Poet Society is a penny from the heaven to me, for solely judging from the name, it definitely is not my cup of tea. I cannot imagine that I have anything to with death as well as poem, because these two things are really far from my life. Nevertheless, this film has given me another totally unusual and unforgettable impression.Dead Poet Society is a unique and confidential association, organized by several students of Melton preparatory school. Melton school has a high enrolment rate of Ivy League and good reputation, but meanwhile it is rigid and conventional, which perceives tradition, honor, discipline, excellence as its four pillars. Teachers are staid, classrooms are starchy, and students are supposed to focus themselves on their school work; therefore, when students shut the dorm’s door, they have redefined four pillars: hypocrisy, horror, decadence, excrement.When one of the former members of Dead Poet Society, John Keating, courteously shows up on the opening ceremony, he is deemed to bringing vibrancy to the repressive students. Mr. Keating drags the boys out of the classroom, and shows them some photosof past great poets. Such an unorthodox approach succeeds in attracting the boy s’attention, and then he quotes ‘Carpe Diem. Seize the day. ’Now I know ‘Carpe Diem’is a heavily cited cliché, but when my teacher picked it out to ask me and my classmates about the meaning, we were in a frightening silence because none of us knew this old saying. Fortunately, I know it represents for Mr. Keating’s genuine wish and expectation from this film. He wants the boys to seize the every single day, go for the unknown, and make lives extraordinary. What impress me most are Mr. Keating’s unconventional teaching approaches, ripping out the worthless preface of the book, standing on the desk to elucidate how to look at the world in another perspective, and marching in the court to illustrate the importance of being unique.Every scene of Mr. Keating’s class just puts me back to the most tiresome and dreary life in the high school. At that period of time, intense teachers taught literally, stressful students learned passively, which were very much like the creatures in traditional Welton. No one told us to make things differently, no one told us to reach for the fresh, no one told us to seize the day; all we did wasto make a great preparation to the College Entrance Examination. Learning English was an evident example. Listening, speaking, reading, and writing, every piece of them is an imperative step of learning English. However, in high school, we learned to listen carefully, read efficiently, write logically, but we’ve never given chances to speak oral English. What a pity Mr. Keating have n’t been teaching in my school!As the movie continues, the boys are gradually changing. Neil is a charming, intelligent student in Welton, and an obedient, hopeful son in his family. He has followed his father’s well-arranged track without any complaining, until he rebuilds Dead Poet Society which dedicated to suck all the marrow of the life according to Mr. Keating’s explanation. Poem maybe arouses his dreams hidden in the bottom of his heart, so Neil participates in a play to release his suppressed passion of acting. Todd, an introvert, diffident boy, is afraid of speaking loud in front of the whole class. Mr. Keating inspires this shy boy to put out of his original poet by firstly evoking the barbarian in him, and he uses a unique way to help the boy to realize his own voice with imagination, creativity and courage. These two boys make me revaluate myself in that I see parts of me, the timid and dutiful me, from them, which is the reason I mentionthem there. Apart from Neil and Todd, Knox, chasing his love with bravery and persistence, is another typical student in Welton. The front half of the movie is inspiring and pleasant, but the harmony, warmth were smashed into pieces along with the tragic ending.When the most passionate boy, Neil, is unable to achieve his dream, later commits suicide, the movie turns into the heavily pathetic mood. The school has to track down the cause of the tragedy, and to appease the anxiety of the parents, without a little doubt, Mr. Keating is dismissed from the college as a scapegoat. The boys belonging to Dead Poet Society, who fear to be expelled, sign a paper stating the accusation of Mr. Keating expect for Knox in a determined rebellion against the school. At the very end of the film, taking his own belongings, Mr. Keating is about to leave the classroom when Todd firmly stands on the desk to call out ‘Oh, Captain, my captain’, which is the exact way taught by Mr. Keating to ponder differently. Looking at the shyest fellow to speak out indignantly, other boys begin to intimate the same behavior one by one to express their admiration to Mr. Keating, which is considered as the outlet for the boys.Dead Poet Society is a seemly ordinary but can reach into the innerdepth through the boys’ eagerness of pursing freedom and dream. I believe no one will deny this is a masterpiece, not only because of Robin Williams’terrific acting but because all the quoted brilliant poems of the past scholars. Having this motion picture three times, I can’t help remembering some fantastic lines said by Mr. Keating, ‘Carpe Diem. Seize the day. Make your lives extraordinary’, ‘Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference’. There are certain movies that get under your skin, never to come out, and Dead Poet Society is absolutely the one to me.Since I became a college student, I’ve been engaged in the seemly occupied but ordinary college life, s。
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德国的嘎嘎嘎1111111111111321424342545Now remember, keep your shoulders back. Okay. Put your arm around your brother. That's it.That's it, right there.Okay, one more.Now, just to review.You're going to follow along with the procession...until you get to the headmaster.At that point, he will indicate to you to light the candles of the boys.All right, boys, let's settle down.Banners up!Ladies and gentlemen, boys, the light of knowledge.One hundred years ago, in 1859...41 boys sat in this room...and were asked the same question...that now greets you at the start of each semester.Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?Tradition, honor...discipline, excellence.ln her first year...Welton Academy graduated five students.Last year, we graduated 51...and more than 75% of those...went on to the lvy League.This, this kind of accomplishment...is the result...of fervent dedication to the principles taught here.This is why you parents have been sending us your sons.This is why we are the best preparatory school in the United States.As you know...our beloved Mr. Portius of the English Department retired last term.You will have the opportunity later to meet his replacement Mr. John Keating... himself an honors graduate of this school.And who, for the past several years...has been teaching at the highly regarded Chester School in London.- Richard, you forgot your bag. - Hi, Johnny. Hey, how you doin'?Glad you could come by.-Thrilling ceremony as usual, Dr. Nolan. -You've been away too long.- Hello, Dr. Nolan. - Good to have you. - This is our youngest, Todd.Mr. Anderson, you have some big shoes to fill, young man.- Your brother was one of our finest. - Thank you.- Lovely ceremony. - Thank you. l'm so glad you liked it.- Gale. - Tom.- Good to see you again. - Hello, Mr. Nolan.- Neil, we expect great things from you this year. - Thank you, sir.- Well, he won't disappoint us. Right, Neil? - l'll do my best, sir.- Come on, son. - Chin up. - Okay.- Chin up. - No tears now.- l don't want to go here. - Honey, l love you.- l'll walk you over. - There, there. Do your lessons.Hey. l hear we're gonna be roommates.- l'm Neil Perry. - l'm Todd Anderson.- Why'd you leave Balincrest? - My brother went here.Oh, so you're that Anderson!This is for his sinuses. And, oh, if he, if he can't, uh, swallow, you give him one of these. - And if he has trouble breathing, you give him-- - All right, fine.And, oh, did you remember your vaporizer? And the vapor--- Hey, how's it going, Neil? - Come down here.- Neil? Study group tonight? - Yeah, sure.Business as usual, huh? Hey, l heard you got the new kid.Looks like a stiff! Oops.Listen. Don't mind Cameron. He's, uh, born with his foot in his mouth.Know what l mean?Rumor has it, you did summer school.Yep. Chemistry. My father thought l should get ahead.- How was your summer, Slick? - Keen.- Meeks, door, closed. - Yes, sir!Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?Travesty, horror, decadence, excrement.Okay, study group.Meeks aced Latin. l didn't quite flunk English.So, if you want, we got our study group.Sure. Cameron asked me too. Anyone mind including him?What's his specialty? Bootlicking?- Um, he's your roommate. - That's not my fault!Uh, l'm sorry. My name is Stephen Meeks.- Oh, this is Todd Anderson. - Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.Charlie Dalton.Knox Overstreet.Todd's brother was Jeffrey Anderson.- Oh, yeah, sure! - Ooh, wow.- Valedictorian, National Merit Scholar. - Oh, well!Welcome to Hell-ton!lt's every bit as tough as they say unless you're a genius like Meeks.He flatters me. That's why l help him with Latin.And English, and trig.lt's open.Father, l thought you'd gone.- Mr. Perry, sir. - Keep your seats, fellas. Keep your seats.Neil, l've just spoken to Mr. Nolan.l think that you're taking too many extracurricular activities this semester.And l've decided that you should drop school annual.-But l'm the assistant editor this year. -Well, l'm, l'm sorry, Neil.- But, Father, l can't. lt wouldn't be fair. - Fellas?Would you excuse us for a moment?- Don't you ever dispute me in public! Do you understand? - Father, l wasn't disputing you-- After you've finished medical school and you're on your own, then you can do as you damn well please.But until then, you do as l tell you. ls that clear?Yes, sir. l'm sorry.You know how much this means to your mother, don't you?Yes, sir.You know me. l'm always taking on too much.Well, that's my boy.Now, listen. You need anything, you let us know, huh?Yes, sir.Why doesn't he let you do what you want?Yeah, Neil, tell him off. lt couldn't get any worse.Oh, that's rich! Like you guys tell your parents off, Mr. Future Lawyer and Mr. Future Banker? Okay, so l don't like it any more than you do.Well, just don't tell me how to talk to my father. You guys are the same way.All right, all right. Jesus. So what are you gonna do then?What l have to do. Drop the annual.Well, l wouldn't lose too much sleep over it. lt's just a bunch of jerks trying to impress Nolan. l don't care. l don't give a damn about any of it.Well, uh, Latin, 8:00 in my room?- Yes. - l guess so.- Todd, you're welcome to join us. - Yeah, come along, pal.Thanks.Slow down, boys!Slow down, you horrible phalanx of pubescence!Pick three laboratory experiments from the project list...and report on them every five weeks.The first 20 questions at the end of chapter one are due tomorrow.- Agricolam. - Agricolam.- Agricola. - Agricola.- Agricolae. - Agricolae.- Agricolarum. - Agricolarum.- Agricolis. - Agricolis.- Agricolas. - Agricolas.- Agricolis. - Agricolis.- Again, please. Agricola. - Agricola.Your study of trigonometry...requires absolute precision.Anyone failing to turn in any homework assignment...will be penalized one point off their final grade.Let me urge you now not to test me on this point.Hey, Spaz! Spaz!Brain damage!Well, come on!- Let's go. - Let's go, guys.11O Captain! My captain!11Who knows where that comes from?Anybody.Not a clue?lt's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln.Now, in this class, you can either call me Mr. Keating...or if you're slightly more daring O Captain, my Captain.Now let me dispel a few rumors, so they don't fester into facts.Yes, l, too, attended Hell-ton and have survived.And, no, at that time l was not the mental giant you see before you.l was the intellectual equivalent of a 98-pound weakling.l would go to the beach, and people would kick copies of Byron in my face. Now...Mr. Pitts.That's a rather unfortunate name. Mr. Pitts, where are you?Mr. Pitts, will you open your hymnal to page 542?Read the first stanza of the poem you find there.- 11To The Virgins to Make Much of Time11? - Yes. That's the one. Somewhat appropriate, isn't it?11Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a-flying...and this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.''Thank you, Mr. Pitts.11Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.11The Latin term for that sentiment is carpe diem.Now who knows what that means?Carpe diem. That's seize the day.- Very good, Mr.-- - Meeks.Meeks. Another unusual name.Seize the day.11Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.11- Why does the writer use these lines? - Because he's in a hurry.No! Ding!Thank you for playing anyway.Because we are food for worms, lads.Because, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room...is one day going to stop breathing...turn cold, and die.l would like you to step forward over here...and peruse some of the faces from the past.You've walked past them many times, but l don't think you've really looked at them. They're not that different from you, are they?Same haircuts...full of hormones just like you.lnvincible just like you feel.The world is their oyster.They believe they're destined for great things just like many of you.Their eyes are full of hope just like you.Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives...even one iota of what they were capable?Because you see, gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils.But if you listen real close...you can hear them whisper their legacy to you.Go on, lean in. Listen.Do you hear it?Carpe.Hear it?Carpe.Carpe diem.Seize the day, boys.Make your lives extraordinary.- That was weird. - But different.Spooky, if you ask me.Think he'll test us on that stuff?Oh, come on, Cameron, don't you get anything?What? What?Let's go, boys. Hustle up in here. That means you, Dalton.All right, who's up for our trig study group tonight, guys?- Sure. - Me. - Me, me, me.Well, l can't make it, guys. l have to have dinner at the Danburrys' house tonight.- Ooh, not the Danburrys. - Who are the Danburrys?Big alums! How'd you swing that?Friends of my dad's. They're probably in their 90s or something.- Hey. - Sounds great, doesn't it? - Anything's better than Hell-ton hash. - Knox. - l'll second that. - Yeah, well, we'll see.Hey! Want to come to the study group tonight?Wha-- Uh, no. No. l've, l-l've got some history l want to do.Suit yourself.Ready, Overstreet?Ready to go, sir.- Chet, can you get that? - l can't, Mom. - l'll get it.Can l help you?Hi. K-Knox Overstreet. Uh, Dr. Hager.Hi.- This is the Danburrys', right? - Are, are you here to see Chet?- Mrs. Danburry? - No.l'm sorry. Thank you, Chris. l'm Mrs. Danburry.- You must be Knox. - Yes.Back by 9:00? Please, come on in.- Chris, come on. What are you doing? - Chet, l'm coming.- Knox! How are you? Joe Danburry. - Nice to meet you, sir.Well, he's the splitting image of his father, isn't he?- How is he? Come on in. - He's great. He just did a big case for G.M. Yeah, l know where you're headed. Like father, like son, huh?- Ooh, is that close! - Yes! - Bishop to queen six.- Another game? - What do you mean? - Boo!Replace, uh, these numbers here with X-- For X and Y.- Of course. - Of course. So what's the problem?Do you think l can get in there? You've been hogging it all day.Look, l didn't take my hand off of it, okay?- How was dinner? - Huh?How was dinner?Terrible.- Awful. - What? What happened?Tonight...l met the most beautiful girl l have ever seen in my entire life.- Are you crazy? What's wrong with that? - She's practically engaged.To Chet Danburry.- The guy could eat a football. - Too bad.Too bad? lt's worse than too bad, Pitts. lt's a tragedy.A girl this beautiful in love with such a jerk?All the good ones go for jerks. You know that.Yeah, forget her. Open your trig book and try and figure out problem five.l can't just forget her, Cameron. And l certainly can't think about trig!We got it!All right, gentlemen, five minutes. Let's go.- Did you see her naked? - Very funny, Dalton.That wouldn't be a, uh, radio in your lap, would it, Mr. Pitts?No, sir. A science experiment.Radar.Gentlemen, open your texts to page 21 of the introduction.Mr. Perry, will you read the opening paragraph of the preface...entitled 11Understanding Poetry11?11Understanding Poetry by Dr. J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D.To fully understand poetry, we must first be fluent...with its meter, rhyme and figures of speech.Then ask two questions: One, how artfully has the objective of the poem been rendered? And two, how important is that objective?Question one rates the poem's perfection.Question two rates its importance.And once these questions have been answered...determining the poem's greatness becomes a relatively simple matter.lf the poem's score for perfection is plotted on the horizontal of a graph...and its importance is plotted on the vertical...then calculating the total area of the poem...yields the measure of its greatness.A sonnet by Byron might score high...on the vertical, but only average on the horizontal.A Shakespearean sonnet on the, on the other hand would...score high both horizontally and vertically...yielding a massive total area...thereby revealing the poem to be truly great.As you proceed through the poetry in this book, practice this rating method.As your ability to evaluate poems in this manner grows...so will, so will your enjoyment and understanding of poetry.''Excrement.That's what l think of Mr. J. Evans Pritchard.We're not laying pipe. We're talking about poetry.How can you describe poetry like American Bandstand?11Oh, l like Byron. l give him a 42, but l can't dance to it.11Now, l want you to rip out that page.Go on. Rip out the entire page.You heard me. Rip it out.Rip it out!Go on. Rip it out!Thank you, Mr. Dalton.Gentlemen, tell you what. Don't just tear out that page, tear out the entire introduction. l want it gone. History. Leave nothing of it.Rip it out! Rip! Be gone, J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D.Rip. Shred. Tear. Rip it out!l want to hear nothing but ripping of Mr. Pritchard.We'll perforate it, put it on a roll.lt's not the Bible. You're not gonna go to hell for this.Go on. Make a clean tear. l want nothing left of it.- We shouldn't be doing this. - Rip! Rip! Rip!Rip it out! Rip!Rip it out!What the hell is going on here?- l don't hear enough rips! - Mr. Keating.Mr. McAllister.l'm sorry. l, l didn't know you were here.l am. Ah.So you are.Excuse me.Keep ripping, gentlemen!This is a battle, a war.And the casualties could be your hearts and souls.Thank you, Mr. Dalton.Armies of academics going forward measuring poetry.No! We'll not have that here. No more Mr. J. Evans Pritchard.Now, my class, you will learn to think for yourselves again.You will learn to savor words and language.No matter what anybody tells you...words and ideas can change the world.Now l see that look in Mr. Pitts' eye, like 19th century literature...has nothing to do with going to business school or medical school.Right? Maybe.Mr. Hopkins, you may agree with him, thinking...11Yes, we should simply study our Mr. Pritchard and learn our rhyme and meter... and go quietly about the business of achieving other ambitions.''l've a little secret for you. Huddle up.Huddle up!We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race...and the human race is filled with passion.And medicine, law, business, engineering...these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.But poetry, beauty...romance, love...these are what we stay alive for.To quote from Whitman...11O me, O life of the questions of these recurring...of the endless trains of the faithless...of cities filled with the foolish.What good amid these O me, O life?''Answer: that you are here.That life exists, and identity.That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.That the powerful play goes on...and you may contribute a verse.What will your verse be?For what we are about to receive...may the Lord make us truly grateful.Amen.-Quite an interesting class you gave today, Mr. Keating. -Sorry if l shocked you, Mr. McAllister. Oh, there's no need to apologize. lt was very fascinating, misguided though it was.You think so?You take a big risk by encouraging them to become artists, John.When they realize that they're not Rembrandts, Shakespeares or Mozarts, they'll hate you for it. We're not talking artists, George, we're talking freethinkers.Freethinkers at 17?Funny. l never pegged you as a cynic.Not a cynic.A realist.Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams...and l'll show you a happy man.But only in their dreams can men be truly free.'Twas always thus, and always thus will be.Tennyson?No. Keating.Hey, l found his senior annual in the library.Listen to this. Captain of the soccer team, editor of the school annual, Cambridge bound...thigh man, and the Dead Poets Society.11Man most likely to do anything.11Thigh man! Mr. K was a hell-raiser.- What's the Dead Poets Society? - l don't know.- ls there a picture in the annual? - No. - Nothing. No other mention of it.That boy there, see me after lunch.Mr. Keating?Mr. Keating!- Sir? - Say something.O Captain, my Captain?Gentlemen.We were just looking in your old annual.Oh, my God.No, that's not me.Stanley 11The Tool11 Wilson.- God. - What was the Dead Poets Society?l doubt the present administration would look too favorably upon that.Why? What was it?Gentlemen, can you keep a secret?Sure, yeah.The Dead Poets were dedicated to 11sucking the marrow out of life.11That's a phrase from Thoreau we would invoke at the beginning of every meeting. You see, we would gather at the old lndian cave...and take turns reading from Thoreau, Whitman, Shelley.The biggies! Even some of our own verse.And in the enchantment of the moment, we'd let poetry work its magic.You mean, it was a bunch of guys sitting around reading poetry?No, Mr. Overstreet, it wasn't just guys.We weren't a Greek organization. We were Romantics.We didn't just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey.Spirits soared, women swooned...and gods were created, gentlemen.Not a bad way to spend an evening, eh?Thank you, Mr. Perry, for this stroll down Amnesia Lane.Burn that, especially my picture.Dead Poets Society.What?- l say we go tonight. - Tonight? - Now wait a minute.Everybody in?- Where's this cave he's talking about? - lt's beyond the stream. l know where it is. That's miles!- Sounds boring to me. - Don't come.- Do you know how many demerits we're talking, Dalton? - So don't come. Please. Look, all l'm saying is that we have to be careful.- We can't get caught. - No shit, Sherlock.You boys there, hurry up!All right. Who's in?- Oh, come on, Neil, Hager's the-- - Forget Hager! No. Who's in?l'm in.- l'm warning you! Move! - Me, too.- l don't know, Neil. - What? Pitts!- Pittsie, come on! - His grades are hurting, Charlie.- You can help him, Meeks. - What is this? A midnight study group?Forget it, Pitts, you're coming. Meeks, your grades hurting, too?- l'll try anything once. - Except sex.l'm in as long as we're careful.- What about you, Knox? - l don't know, Charlie.Come on, Knox, it'll help you get Chris.Yeah? How?Women swoon!But why do they swoon? Charlie, tell me why they swoon. Charlie!You're not listening. Any questions?Look, you follow the stream to the waterfall.lt's right there. lt's gotta be like that--l don't know. lt's starting to sound dangerous.- Oh. Why don't you just stay home? - Hey, you're crazy.For God's sake, stop chattering and sit down!- Todd, are you coming tonight? - No.Why not? God, you were there. You heard Keating. Don't you want to do something about-- Y-Yes. But--But, but what?Keating said that everybody took turns reading and...l don't want to do that.Gosh. You really have a problem with that, don't you?N-No, l, l don't have a problem.Neil, l just-- l don't want to do it, okay?All right.What if you didn't have to read? What if you just came and listened?- T-That's not how it works. - Forget how it works!What if-- What if they said it was okay?What? What, are you gonna go up and ask 'em if--- No, no. - l'll be right back.Neil? Neil?Oh, shut up, will you?lt's my stuff for my asthma, okay? Could you give that back, please?- Could you give that back? - What's the matter? Don't you like snakes?- You're in. - Get away from me, okay?Spaz, why don't you check your pockets?- Come on, Spaz, l have to brush my teeth. - Hurry up. Get off.Cut out that racket in there.- Come on. Let's get out. - Go! Go!l'm a dead poet!- Charlie. - Guys, over here!You're funny. You're real funny.lt's too wet.God, you trying to smoke us out of here?No, no, the smoke's going right up this opening.You okay?Oh, God. Clods.- All right, all right, forget the fire. - Forget it, forget it.- Let's go, gentlemen. - Can't light a swamp.l hereby reconvene the Dead Poets Society.Welton Chapter. The, uh, meetings will be conducted by myself and the other new initiates now present.Uh, Todd Anderson, because he prefers not to read, will keep the minutes of the meetings.l'll now read the traditional opening message...by society member Henry David Thoreau.11l went to the woods because l wanted to live deliberately.l wanted to live deep, and suck out all the marrow of life.''l'll second that.11To put to rout all that was not life...and not, when l had come to die, discover that l had not lived.''And, uh, Keating's marked a bunch of other pages.All right, intermission. Dig deep. Right here, right here, lay it down.On the mud? We're gonna put our food on the mud?Meeks, put your coat down. Picnic blanket.- Yes, sir! - Excuse me. - Use Meeks' coat.Don't keep anything back, either.You guys are always bumming my smokes.- Raisins? - Yeah.Wait a minute. Who gave us half a roll?- l'm eating the other half. - Come on!What? You want me to put it back?lt was a dark and rainy night.And this old lady, who had a passion for jigsaw puzzles...sat by herself in her house at her table to complete the new jigsaw puzzle.As she pieced the puzzle together...she realized to her astonishment...that the image that was formed was her very own room...and the figure in the center of the puzzle as she completed it was herself.And with trembling hands, she placed the last four pieces...and stared in horror at the face of a demented madman at the window.The last thing that this old lady ever heard was the sound of breaking glass.- No shit. - Yes. This is true. This is true.l've got one that's even better than that. l do.There's a young married couple and they're driving through the forest at night from a long trip. And they run out of gas, and there's a madman on the loose.- Oh, that thing with the hand? - This is the madman on the roof?- l love that story. - l told you that one.- You did not. l got that in, uh, camp in sixth grade. - Yeah. Were you six last year?11ln a mean abode in the Shankill Road lived a man named William Bloat.Now he had a wife, the plague of his life...who continually got his goat.And one day at dawn with her night shift on...he slit her bloody throat.''- Oh, and it gets worse. - Do you wanna hear a real poem?- Want this? - All right? No, l don't need it. You take it.- What, did you bring one? - You memorized a poem?l didn't memorize a poem. Move up.- An original piece by Charlie Dalton. - An original piece.- Take center stage. - You know this is history.Right? This is history.- Oh, wow. - Where did you get that?- Where did you get that? - Whoa.11Teach me to love?Go teach thyself more wit.l, chief professor, am of it.The god of love, if such a thing there be...may learn to love from me.''Wow! Did you write that?Abraham Cowley.Okay, who's next?Alfred Lord Tennyson.11Come, my friends.'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset.And though we are not now that strength which in old days... moved earth and heaven...that which we are, we are.One equal temper of heroic hearts...made weak by time and fate, but strong in will.To strive, to seek, to find...and not to yield.''11Then l had religion. Then l had a vision.l could not turn from their revel in derision.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.''- Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black... - Meeks. Meeks. cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black...cutting through the forest with a golden track.Then l saw the Congo creeping through the black--A man is not very tired. He is exhausted!And don't use, 11very sad.11 Use--Come on, Mr. Overstreet, you twerp.- Morose? - Exactly! Morose.Now, language was developed for one endeavor, and that is? Mr. Anderson?Come on! Are you a man or an amoeba?Mr. Perry?Uh, to communicate.No! To woo women.Today we're going to be talking about William Shakespeare.Oh, God!l know. A lot of you look forward to this about as much as you look forward to root canal work. We're gonna talk about Shakespeare as someone who writes something very interesting. Now, many of you have seen Shakespeare done very much like this.11O Titus, bring your friend hither.11But if any of you have seen Mr. Marlon Brando...you know Shakespeare can be different.11Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears.11You can also imagine, maybe, John Wayne as Macbeth going...11Well, is this a dagger l see before me?1111Dogs, sir? Oh, not just now.l do enjoy a good dog once in a while, sir.You can have yourself a three-course meal from one dog.Start with your canine crudites...go to your Fido flambe for main course...and for dessert, a Pekingese parfait.And you can pick your teeth with a little paw.''Why do l stand up here? Anybody?- To feel taller. - No! Thank you for playing, Mr. Dalton.l stand upon my desk to remind myself...。
Dead Poets Society 读后感
Dead Poets SocietyGood afternoon,Ladies and gentlemen, today, I am very honored to be here to present you a speech, and I would like to take this opportunity to share with you my personal feelings and thoughts after watching this great movie Dead Poets Society.After reading Neil’s story, I found myself in a way am as lucky as he is. Not refers to his death of course, but because we both have found our dream s—the thing that make you feel extremely excited even it just flashes through your mind for a few seconds, the thing you found is the true love of your life. You feel enthusiastic, you fell happy, and you feel wonderful when you are with it.I still remember those days for the first time I finally found what I want in my heart. It was the second year of my college life. We took a course of American Literature. And I was soon entranced by the words in it, even if the book is just a brief introduction of those great works. It was amazing. It felt like that I suddenly entered a new world; I found a new land where all the amazingly powerful and beautiful words live. For me, it’s like a garden in spring.That day, I felt my eyes open, my world bright. I cried with tears and told my mother how happy I was to meet my true love after twenty years waiting and searching.I do not know whether you still remember Neil’s excitement when he first got the leaflet reads “Midsummer Night’s Dream”. “I found it,” Neil shouted, “I found what I want to do right now. What’s really, really inside of me.” he laughed like a excited child, “I am gonna act. Yes, yes! I’m gonna be an actor!”With a serious and happy look on his face, he continued, “For the first time in my whole life I know what I want to do. And for the first time,, I’m gonna do i t…” He jumps for joy, he dances , and he is extremely happy. So am I .Neil is lucky. In this world, many people just swim in the stream of meaningless, never giving themselves a chance to their dreams. Just like what Henry David Thoreau said, the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.To find our dream is the most important thing in humans’ lives, and for that we then must cherish it. There is a saying that you have to cherish your dream and make it come true because your dream does not often pursue you. Dreams are as fragile as the petals of flowers: such beautiful, such soft, but so easy to die. Now it exists, then it stops breathing. So, once again, I think of “carpe diem”. Seize the day, boys and girls, and in this way, we can make our lives extraordinary.Neil’s story also makes me realize how lucky it is to grow up in a family who supports you and understands you and how important it is to give your understanding and support to your families. In the future, I will give my own children a free and simple family where they can grow uphappily.Neil’s story impressed me a lot, Knox’s too. I remember the boy in the movie—Knox, who falls in love with Chris but he does not dare to tell her and thus he feels upset. He once said “I have been calm all my life, I am going to do something about it.” Then he called her; he sent her flowers and read her poems; and they finally got togethe r…Everybody knows himself well, me too.I am kind of Knox in my life. My temper is as good as the sheep; I do not argue; I try to help people a lot; never complain. But after a long time, I cannot hear my own voice now. Many people take this kindness for granted. It makes me realize each time when I let others to make public decisions without consulting me; I am actually giving up my rights to speak out my minds. Suddenly, I feel that my voice becomes so small that people cannot notice me. But like Knox, I want to change, I want to break out, I want to show all of them that I matter something.In the end, I wish you all could successfully find your dreams, find what you really want to do and keep on cherishing them.Thank you and God bless you all.。
deadpoetssocietyDeadPoetsSociety英文观后感
dead poets society Dead Poets Society英文观后感导读：就爱阅读网友为您分享以下“Dead Poets Society英文观后感”的资讯，希望对您有所帮助，感谢您对 的支持!Shan BaiT oday, we watched a old movie,《Dead Poets Society》, which moved me a lot. This film describes an English poetry teacher, John Keating, who is against traditional education methods inspires his students to think out of box and seize the day. In Keating’s class, he asks students stand on his desk, teaching them look at life in a different way. Keating also ask students rip out the rigid introduction of their poetry books encourage them to have free thinking. Keating’s unorthodox teaching methods are not accepted by other traditional teacher. Although he is fired at last,Keating has had profound influence on his students. T o my way of thinking, this inspirational movie expresses a theme that people should have courage to grasp their own life and make everyday count.The system of education portrayed in the film differs from my experience. I am so luck that I didn’t bear on 1950’s Vermont. During my education, the methods of teaching are more flexible than the traditional methods shown in the film. We don’t need to follow teacher to repeat the boring words. Instead, teachers use multimedia which is more interesting and attractive to impart knowledge in contemporary class. Moreover, current student are less likely to suffer physical punishment, and it is even illegal to punish students physically in some countries.In my opinion, I admire Mr. Keating’s behavior. What he asked students to do is to help them find themselves, to pursuit what they desire to do in their life. T oday, numerous people still lack of courage to be individuals. It is undeniable that I am also one of those people. Sometimes, I am afraid of breaking the routine and worried about future if I deviatefrom the life that my parents have already planned for me. Nevertheless, I decided to change my life and to do some different things in my senior year. I gave up the job what my parents expect me to do and prepared to study abroad. I believed that the change of circumstances can help me to be different, but now I realized that the only thing can make me change is my heart, no matter where I am. I still have a long way to be what I want to be.October 14, 2015百度搜索“就爱阅读”,专业资料,生活学习,尽在就爱阅读网,您的在线图书馆。
Dead Poets Society死亡诗社精讲笔记(英文台词及注释)
Dead Poets Society死亡诗社精讲笔记KEATING: "Oh Captain, My Captain" who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating. Or, if you're slightly more daring, Oh Captain, My Captain. Now let me dispel a few rumors so they don't fester into facts. Yes, I too attended Welton and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a ninety-eight pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face. Now, Mr. Pitts? That's a rather unfortunate name. Mr. Pitts, where are you? Mr. Pitts? Would you open your hymnal to page 542 and read the first stanza of the poem you find there? PITTS: To the virgins, to make much of time?KEATING: Yes, that's the one. Somewhat appropriate, isn't it.PITTS: Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a flying, and this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.KEATING: Thank you Mr. Pitts. "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may." The Latin term for that sentiment is Carpe Diem. Now who knows what that means?MEEKS: Carpe Diem. That's "seize the day".KEATING: Very good, Mr.-MEEKS: Meeks.KEATING: Meeks. Another unusual name. Seize the day. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Why does the writer use these lines?CHARLIE: Because he's in a hurry.KEATING: No, ding!KEATING: Thank you for playing anyway. Because we are food for worms, lads. Because, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room is one day going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die.KEATING: Now I would like you to step forward over here and peruse some of the faces from the past. You've walked past them many times. I don't think you've really looked at them. They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts, full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you. Their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because you see, gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Carpe. Hear it? Carpe. Carpe. Carpe Diem. Seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.妙词佳句，活学活用1. not a clue“毫无头绪”的意思，有时候也说成not have a clue。
dead poets society中的表达
Dead Poets SocietyIntroductionOverview“Dead Poets Society” is a critically acclaimed 1989 film directed by Peter Weir, showcasing the transformative power of literature and its impact on a group of young students at the prestigious Welton Academy in Vermont during the 1950s. The movie explores themes of individuality, nonconformity, and the pursuit of passion in the face of societal and familial expectations.Plot OverviewThe story revolves around John Keating, an unconventional Englishteacher played by Robin Williams. Keating seeks to inspire his studentsto think independently and to appreciate the beauty of poetry. He introduces them to the concept of the “Dead Poets Society,” a secret club that encourages the exploration of literature and poetry beyond the confines of the traditional curriculum. As Keating’s t eachings empower his students to embrace their true selves and challenge the status quo, the film delves into the personal journeys of several characters and explores the consequences of their actions.Embracing IndividualityKeating’s Unconventional Teach ing MethodsKeating’s teaching style emphasizes individuality and self-expression. He encourages his students to question societal norms and think beyondthe established conventions. By introducing them to poetry, he urgesthem to explore their emotions, find their own voices, and trust their instincts. Keating’s lessons on carpe diem, Latin for “seize the day,” ignite a thirst for life and inspire the students to break free from conformity.The Impact of PoetryThrough the study of poetry, the students discover a world filled with emotion, beauty, and meaning. Poetry acts as a catalyst to unlock their creativity and allows them to express themselves authentically. As they share their own compositions during the meetings of the Dead Poets Society, they not only connect with poetry but also discover a sense of community and belonging.Neil Perry’s TransformationNeil Perry, one of Keating’s students, experiences a profound transformation throughout the film. Initially suffocated by hisfather’s expectations to become a doctor, Neil discovers his passion for acting through Keating’s teachings. Inspired by the words of poets like Thoreau and Whitman, he auditions for the school play against his father’s wishes. However, Neil’s pursuit of his dreams ultimately leads to tragedy, highlighting the sacrifices individuals may face when challenging societal expectations.Nonconformity and its ChallengesThe Pressure to ConformWelton Academy is presented as an institution that values tradition, conformity, and the adherence to strict rules and expectations. The pressure to conform is a constant theme in the film, as the characters grapple with the conflict between societal norms and their own desires. The resistance against conformity is exemplified by the members of the Dead Poets Society, who strive to break free from the limitations imposed on them.Todd Anderson’s JourneyTodd Anderson, initially a shy and introverted student, undergoes significant personal growth as he embraces the principles of the Dead Poets Society. Encouraged by Keating, Todd learns to overcome his fear of self-expression and public speaking. Through the support of his friends, he gains the confidence to rebel against the expectations placed upon him and seize the opportunities that life presents.Consequences of NonconformityWhile the characters in the film experience personal growth and empowerment through nonconformity, there are also consequences to their actions. The defiance of societal expectations leads to conflicts with authority figures, strained relationships with their families, and, in the case of Neil Perry, tragic outcomes. “Dead Poets Society” portrays the challenges individuals face when they deviate from the established path and showcases the risks associated with pursuing individual passions.Conclusion“Dead Poets Society” serves as a powerful exploration of individuality, nonconformity, and the transformative power of literature. It highlights the importance of self-expression, the pursuit of passion, and the courage to challenge societal expectations. Through the characters’ journeys, the film inspires viewers to seize the day, embrace their true selves, and make their lives extraordinary.。