2010B FRQ #1

Post date: Jan 21, 2014 2:47:0 AM

(Suggested time—40 minutes. This question counts as one-third of the total essay section score.)

Each of the two poems below is concerned with a young man at the age of twenty-one, traditionally the age of

adulthood. Read the two poems carefully. Then write a well-organized essay in which you compare and contrast

the poems, analyzing the poetic techniques, such as point of view and tone, that each writer uses to make his point

about coming of age.

     To Sir John Lade, on His Coming of Age

        (‘A Short Song of Congratulation’)

        Long-expected one and twenty

        Lingering year at last is flown,

        Pomp and pleasure, pride and plenty,

        Great Sir John, are all your own.

5      Loosened from the minor’s tether,

        Free to mortgage or to sell,

        Wild as wind, and light as feather,

        Bid the slaves of thrift farewell.

      

        Call the Bettys, Kates, and Jennys,

10    Every name that laughs at care,

        Lavish of your grandsire’s guineas,

        Show the spirit of an heir.

        

        All that prey on vice and folly

        Joy to see their quarry fly,

15    Here the gamester light and jolly,

        There the lender grave and sly.

        

        Wealth, Sir John, was made to wander,

        Let it wander as it will;

        See the jockey, see the pander,

20    Bid them come, and take their fill.

        

        When the bonny blade carouses,

        Pockets full, and spirits high,

        What are acres? What are houses?

        Only dirt, or wet or dry.

25    If the guardian or the mother

        Tell the woes of wilful waste,

        Scorn their counsel and their pother,*

        You can hang or drown at last.

    1780 —Samuel Johnson (1709–1784)

        When I Was One-and-Twenty

        When I was one-and-twenty

        I heard a wise man say,

        ‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas

        But not your heart away;

5      Give pearls away and rubies

        But keep your fancy free.’

        But I was one-and-twenty,

        No use to talk to me.

        

        When I was one-and-twenty

10    I heard him say again,

        ‘The heart out of the bosom

        Was never given in vain;

        ’Tis paid with sighs a plenty

        And sold for endless rue.’

15    And I am two-and-twenty,

        And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.

        1896 —A. E. Housman (1859–1936)