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Ms. Lopez
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"To A Mouse" By Robert Burns
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need […not] start […away so] hasty, Wi' bickering1 brattle! I […would] be [loathe] to […run] an' chase thee, Wi' murd'ring pattle! I'm truly sorry man's dominion,
I doubt […not], whiles, but thou may thieve;
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
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Thou […sow] the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell- [To…] crash! the cruel [plow…] past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,
But, Mousie, thou art […not] thy lane,
Still thou art blest, compar'd wi' me
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1. Explain what happened to the mouse. (stanzas 5 and 6)
2. What time of year is it? (stanza 4)
3. Why is this a problem? (stanzas 4 and 6)
4. What must the mouse (or any mouse) do to survive? (stanza 3)
5. How does the speaker feel about what the mouse must do to survive?
(stanza 3)
6. What opportunities did the mouse miss while building? (stanza 6)
7. What relationship does the speaker recognize between himself and
the mouse? (stanza 2)
8. Of what fact of life does this incident remind the speaker? [This
is the theme of the poem] (stanza 7)
9. What does the speaker say men have that mice don't? (stanza 8)
10. What emotions does the speaker say that people feel as a result
of this ability? (stanza 8)