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LESSON 12 CHRISTINA ROSSETTI; OSCAR WILDE Reading Assignment: Norton Anthology , pages 1472-1494; 1616-1618; 1628-1667. Writing Assignment: 1. Rewrite Rossetti's "Goblin Market" in prose as a children's fairy tale. “Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy!” Morning and evening, the Goblins sang it, hoping to entice the young maidens to pay them a visit and buy the fruit. They had anything a young maiden could wish for: Apples, quinces, lemons, oranges, plump unpecked cherries, melons, raspberries, bloom-down-cheeked peaches, swart-headed mulberries, wild free- born cranberries, crab-apples, dewberries, pineapples, blackberries, apricots, and strawberries. The Goblins called out: “All ripe together, in summer weather!” In the morning or the evening, one could visit the enchanted Goblin market and taste pineapples, dates, pears, greenages, plums, gooseberries, barberries, and citrus fruits. “Come buy, come buy!” was heard throughout the morning. The goblins told the little maidens that the fruits were “Sweet to tongue and sound to eye.” Laura and Lizzie sat by the stream every evening. The water rushed quickly, but the sisters were not listening to the water. They could hear the sounds of the Goblin market. Laura and Lizzie crouched close together, feeling the cool breeze. Laura bowed her head to make out the Goblins’ yells. Lizzie covered her blushing face. Their cheeks and fingers tingled from the chill of the breeze. Arm in arm, they spoke softly to one another. “Lie close,” Laura said. She cautioned Lizzie: “We must not look at goblin men, we must not buy their fruits. Who knows upon what soil they fed their hungry thirsty roots?” The goblins in the background insisted, “Come buy, come buy!” Laura, the more stubborn of the two girls, could not help it. “Laura, you should not peep at goblin men!!” cried Lizzie as the girls ran down to the valley. Lizzie covered her eyes. She covered them tight, trying not to peep at the Goblin men. Laura swung around her golden locks of hair, and whispered, “Look, Lizzie! Look, Lizzie. Look at the little men going down the valley. One has a basket, another a plate, another a golden dish!” Lizzie continued “I wonder how they make the grapes so delicious. Do they use a magical vine? A warm and enchanting wind must blow through the bushes that produce the goblins’ fruit.” Lizzie replied “No, don’t look at them. Don’t be overtaken by their beautiful fruit: it is evil. It will harm us.” Lizzie put her fingers inside of her ears, closed her eyes, and ran away. But Laura, the curious one, chose to stay.
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Laura looked upon the Goblin merchants in wonder. One had the face of a cat. Another had a tail that whipped along behind it. Yet another tottered along as a rat would. One crawled like a snail. There was one that was furry as a wombat, and one that stumbled, hurried as a badger. A lovely voice rang out, and they all came together. They sounded like they were warm
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