Bethany Brumbaugh “Dover Beach” 2013 North Dakota Poetry Out Loud Finalist


(upbeat music) Bethany: For the
school competition, I had to have two poems,
so I picked, “Dover Beach.” I really liked the
descriptions of the beach, like how vivid it
is, it’s so exact. From the pebbles to the water. I love the ocean, so
it really relates well to what I like, and
my little desires. We are at Icelandic State Park. I chose this location
because the poem is in the setting of a beach,
and we are here at a beach, so I chose this for that reason. “Dover Beach” by Matthew Arnold. The sea is calm tonight. The tide is full, the moon
lies fair upon the straits on the French coast the
light gleams and is gone the cliffs of England
stand, glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window,
sweet is the night-air. Only, from the
long line of spray where the sea meets
the moon-blanched land. Listen, you hear
the grating roar of pebbles which
the waves draw back, and fling at their return, up the high strand. Begin, and cease,
and then again begin, with tremulous cadence slow, and bring the eternal
note of sadness in. Sophocles, long ago
heard it on the Aegean, and it brought Into his mind the turbid ebb and
flow of human misery. We find also in the
sound, a thought, hearing it by this
distant northern sea. The Sea of Faith was
once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. But now, I only
hear Its melancholy, soft withdrawing
roar, retreating, to the breath of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear and naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be
true to one another, for the world, which
seems to lie before us like a land of
dreams, so various, so beautiful, so new,
hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, nor
certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain, and we are here as
on a darkling plain, swept with confused alarms
of struggle and flight, where ignorant armies
clash by night. (upbeat music)

3 thoughts on “Bethany Brumbaugh “Dover Beach” 2013 North Dakota Poetry Out Loud Finalist

  1. a passionate reading. almost but not quite melodramatic. better than some of the other readings on YouTube which are like funeral dirges.

  2. This was beautiful. I did not know people did this sort of thing in America today. I gotta get out more.

  3. Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold
    =====================================
    The sea is calm tonight.
    The tide is full, the moon lies fair
    Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
    Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
    Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
    Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
    Only, from the long line of spray
    Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
    Listen! you hear the grating roar
    Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
    At their return, up the high strand,
    Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
    With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
    The eternal note of sadness in.

    Sophocles long ago
    Heard it on the Ægean, and it brought
    Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
    Of human misery; we
    Find also in the sound a thought,
    Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

    The Sea of Faith
    Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
    Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
    But now I only hear
    Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
    Retreating, to the breath
    Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
    And naked shingles of the world.

    Ah, love, let us be true
    To one another! for the world, which seems
    To lie before us like a land of dreams,
    So various, so beautiful, so new,
    Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
    Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
    And we are here as on a darkling plain
    Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
    Where ignorant armies clash by night.
    =================================
    @svramanuj

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