Similarities

**Pompeii** Eh-eh-o eh-o
 * __Songs__** 

I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down **-France during the revolution** In the city that we love-**belief that your own country is above all others** Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above**-Dickens use of light vs shadow/upcoming storm in England**

But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?-**England doesn't realize the peril it's heading towards** And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices-**aristocracy is going to have to pay for all of their cruelty to the lower classes** In your pose as the dust settled around us- **the dust symbolizes the end of the city they know**

And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Eh-eh-o eh-o

Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins?- **France became destroyed as a country due to atrocities by both the rich and poor**

And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?) In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?) Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?) Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?)

But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Eh-eh-o eh-o 

 **Heads will Roll**

Off with your head- **invention of the Guillotine/execution of Nobles**

Dance 'til you're dead- **horrible and violent dance known as the Carmagnole**

Heads will roll

Heads will roll

Heads will roll

On the floor Glitter on the west streets- **revolutionaries act like the execution is a play/glamorize it all**

Silver over everything-**inflation in France**

The rivers all wet

You're all chrome- **revolutionaries are turning into metal/stone-unchangeable** Dripping with alchemy-**poison/bitter**

Shiver stop shivering

The glitter's all wet

You're all chrome The men cry out the girls cry out-**everyones still unhappy regardless of the killing of the nobles**

The men cry out the girls cry out

The men cry out, oh no The men cry out the girls cry out

The men cry out the girls cry out

The men cry out, oh no Off, off with your head

Dance, dance 'til you're dead

Heads will roll

Heads will roll

Heads will roll

On the floor You came last

Take the past**-England should learn from France's mistakes**

Shut your eyes-**thought before the blade comes crashing down**

Realize You came last- **individuals don't matter anymore, it's all about the power of the masses**

Take the past

Shut your eyes

Realize Glitter on the west streets

Silver over everything

The glitter's all wet

You're all chrome

You're all chrome Oh oh

Oh!

Oh oh Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead

Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead

Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead

Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead

Off off off with your head

Dance dance dance 'til you're dead


 * When You Break**

Spoiled, selfish little child- **the upper classes in France**

Went out to play out in the wild- **the wild symbolizes the peasants**

I found you shaking like a leaf

Underneath your family tree You could never live out in the open

Regretting every word you've spoken-**aristocrats regret the words they spoke when they are caught (EX. Foulon)**

When you break it's too late for you to fall apart- **it's too late for the upper classes to be saved**

And the blame that you claim is all your own fault- **the revolutionaries believe the aristocrats caused their own fate** And you've been crying out for forever-**centuries of mistreatment of the peasants**

But forever's come and gone

You keep begging for forgiveness- **the Nobles beg for mercy**

But you don't think you've done wrong- **they just don't want to die, but haven't acknowledged they did anything wrong**

You've been crying out for forever

Forever's come and gone

My bleeding hands, my shaking head- **torture/execution** As your love starts to surround you

All of their words are trying to drown you

And you break, it's too late for you to fall apart

And the blame that you claim is all your own fault But you've been crying out for forever

But forever's come and gone

You keep begging for forgiveness

But you don't think you've done wrong

You've been crying out for forever

Forever's come and gone

My bleeding hands, my shaking head So tell me another beautiful lie

Tell me everything I want to hear-

Won't you lay here by my side?

I want to away all my fear Tell me another beautiful lie

Tell me everything I want to hear

Won't you lay here by my side?

I want to away all my fear Tell me another beautiful lie

Tell me everything I want to hear

Won't you lay here by my side?

I want to away all my fear Tell me another beautiful lie

Tell me everything I want to hear- **the seamstress asks Carton questions which Carton answers with hope and light**

Won't you lay here by my side?

I want to away all my fear And I have seen all that you've seen

And I have been where you've been-**aristocracy had been in power, but now the revolutionaries are**

No, our hands will never be clean- **neither the aristocracy or revolutionaries will be clean after the sins they all have committed**

At least we can hold each other- **Carton holding the seamstresses hand** //**(excuse the bad words.. :**// **//:( but it's a good song)//**

__**Poems**__  **Shards**

So shatter me

Find my cracks and open them

Look at me,

Figure my pieces out

I want your presence so badly.

And if that's the price,

I'm willing to pay it freely

But don't cut yourself

Because scars will make you remember

If this is just a game for you

I advise you to not look to closely

Or you might be finding your reflection in my shards

Finding yourself in the glass

Finding yourself in me... I think this poem represents how carton feels towards Lucie. he loves her so much and is willing to pay any price to simply be with her or even make her happy. She is the only one to ever believe in him and to "figure his pieces out". I think the ending relates to my article that states Carton may not have been as innocent as originally thought. He may have wanted to subconsciously create a barrier between Darnay and Lucie.   It was the best of times;
 * A Tale of Two Cities - A Poem**

It was the worst of times.

It was the age of wisdom;

It was the age of madness. It was the era of belief;

It was the era of doubt.

We had everything to gain;

We had nothing to gain. It was the season of Light;

It was the season of Darkness.

It was the Spring of hope;

It was the Winter of despair. We had everything before us;

We had nothing before us.

We were all going direct to heaven;

We were all going direct to hell.
 * Do you like it?**


 * Yes we do


 * Are you happy?**


 * We’re so happy now.


 * Recalled to life?**

You had time to change your mind, now there’s no turning back. Red wine has stained,
 * Yes it’s true!

the blood of men.

Hunger and pain,

and their time will come.

The grindstone turns,

once again. Why should we be blamed for this, our forefathers’ bliss. Footsteps echo on the path below.

As people watch their new cross put on its show.

And the Rings of Saturn roll along the street. It's a clever poem that of course is very similar to the novel. My favorite part are the lines marked with asterisks. The tone seems so monotone to me as if a robot is speaking. It reminds me of the social mass effect that Dickens often describes. I imagine many people, none with their own ideas, nodding mindlessly at what one leader is yelling. Even if they are recalled to life, soon blood will run down the streets as many people, every class, will die.


 * __Les Miserables__** //Similarities//
 * similar use of shadow vs light
 * time fast forwards many years later
 * Paris is still starving and crime ridden
 * Hugo agrees that selfish/ambitious behavior can cause a cycle/bad chain reaction
 * "love-always the excuse"
 * (More critical view of women during this century)
 * "A wolf can wear a sheep's clothing but is still a wolf" - (Darnay is still considered a Noble although he isn't rich and gave up his title)
 * Dr. Manette/JJ both locked up in prison for a large amount of time
 * "Please be merciful"-constrasting themes of mercy/forgiveness/vengeance
 * Unfair justice system (trials as evidence)/viewers act like it's a play for entertainment
 * many allusions to the Bible
 * "Love is the only future God gives us"

**__The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane__** CAN I JUST PREFACE THIS WITH SAYING THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING BOOK EVER. It makes me cry ever single time I read it, the pictures are beautiful, and the morals are amazing. I've read it a million times, but it is one of those classics that can never grow old. One of the most famous quotes is "someone will come for you, but first you must open your heart...". It perfectly describes Dickens use of resurrection, love, and sacrifice. This little bunny starts off being spolied, selfish, and arrogant. However, through the love he is showed he is able to change his own heart. The rabbit sacrifices his own beauty and comfort to make others in his life happy. In the very end he doesn't care about himself anymore, but only about those he met along the journey.