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Old John represents all people Happy-morning-sun rising Rural area- tranquil – small neighborhood Speaker is a child Old people remembering being young. Shall I compare thee to a summer\'s day? (Sonnet 18) by William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer\'s day?
Rural area- tranquil – small neighborhood
Speaker is a child
Old people remembering being young
Shall I compare thee to a summer\'s day? (Sonnet 18) by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer\'s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer\'s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature\'s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow\'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand\'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow\'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Lovely girl and temperate
Thee and day
A person and a summer day
Summer and day
Were caught, so what could they do?
Said the fly, "Let us flee."
"Let us fly," said the flea.
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.
What happened to the fly and the flea?
What is the play on words in the poem?
An epic is a long narrative poem celebrating the adventures and achievements of a hero... epics deal with the traditions, mythical or historical, of a nation.
Tiddalick - The Frog Who Caused a Flood
In the time of dreamingBefore the earth was oldMyths were in the makingLegends yet untold
Here began a storyOf one huge enormous frogSolemn in his gloryHe drank from every bog
Tiddalick the great oneHad to quench his mighty thirstHe drank from all the waterholesSo much he nearly burst
He drained the lake and riverThe stream and billabongSoon there was no water leftIt was very wrong. . .
theme is about death
often created to read at funerals
celebrate person’s honor
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather\'d every rack,
the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear,
the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel,
the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up- for you the flag is flung-
for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon\'d wreaths- for you the shores
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You\'ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor\'d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Lyric Poetry consists of a poem, such as a sonnet or an ode, that expresses the thoughts and feelings of the poet. The term lyric is now commonly referred to as the words to a song. Lyric poetry does not tell a story which portrays characters and actions. The lyric poet addresses the reader directly, portraying his or her own feeling, state of mind, and perceptions.
I heard a fly buzz when I died;The stillness round my formWas like the stillness in the airBetween the heaves of storm.The eyes beside had wrung them dry,And breaths were gathering sureFor that last onset, when the kingBe witnessed in his power.I willed my keepsakes, signed awayWhat portion of me ICould make assignable,-and thenThere interposed a fly,With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,Between the light and me;And then the windows failed, and thenI could not see to see.
Ballad Poems are poems that tells a story similar to a folk tale or legend and often has a repeated refrain. A ballad is often about love and often sung. A ballad is a story in poetic form. A collection of 305 ballads from England and Scotland, and their American variants, were collected by Francis James Child in the late 19th century - an example is shown below.
\'Twas Friday morn when we set sail, And we had not got far from land, When the Captain, he spied a lovely mermaid, With a comb and a glass in her hand.Chorus Oh the ocean waves may roll, And the stormy winds may blow, While we poor sailors go skipping aloft And the land lubbers lay down below, below, below And the land lubbers lay down below.Then up spoke the Captain of our gallant ship, And a jolly old Captain was he; "I have a wife in Salem town, But tonight a widow she will be."ChorusThen up spoke the Cook of our gallant ship, And a greasy old Cook was he; "I care more for my kettles and my pots, Than I do for the roaring of the sea." ChorusThen up spoke the Cabin-boy of our gallant ship, And a dirty little brat was he; "I have friends in Boston town That don\'t care a ha\' penny for me."ChorusThen three times \'round went our gallant ship, And three times \'round went she, And the third time that she went \'round She sank to the bottom of the sea.Chorus
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