“The Old Stoic” Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream, That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, “Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!” Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ‘Tis all that I implore— Through life and death a chainless soul, With courage to endure

“The Old Stoic” Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream, That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, “Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!” Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ‘Tis all that I implore— Through life and death a chainless soul, With courage to endure. By Emily Brontë 1. Using letters, mark the rhyme scheme on the poem. 2. Using vertical lines, mark the foot lines on the poem. 3. Define the following words on your poem: esteem, scorn, implore 4. What does the speaker in “The Old Stoic” value most? 5. Why doesn’t the speaker care for love and fame? 6. Put the following in order from most to least important to YOU and EXPLAIN your reasoning : money, love, fame, freedom, courage