The Tree- Slaughtering Packet of Examples and Practice for Old English Poetry Elements

The Tree- Slaughtering Packet of Examples and Practice for Old English Poetry Elements

Parallelism: Example in real poetry: The Flea by John Donne MARK but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deniest me is ; It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee, And in this flea our two bloods mingled be. Thou know'st that this cannot be said A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ; Yet this enjoys before it woo, And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two; And this, alas! is more than we would do. Mark but this flea is parallel to mark in this in using similar words and structure. And in this flea our two bloods mingled be is parallel to with one blood made of two because they are the same concept of two bloods being mixed to make one. O stay, three lives in one flea spare, Where we almost, yea, more than married are. This flea is you and I, and this Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is. Though parents grudge, and you, we're met, And cloister'd in these living walls of jet. Though use make you apt to kill me, Let not to that self-murder added be, And sacrilege, three sins in killing three. As a class, we ll try to find examples of parallelism in this stanza. Cruel and sudden, hast thou since Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence? Wherein could this flea guilty be, Except in that drop which it suck'd from thee? Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou Find'st not thyself nor me the weaker now. 'Tis true ; then learn how false fears be ; Just so much honour, when thou yield'st to me, Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee. Try to identify 2 examples of parallelism in the stanza by underlining the words, phrases or lines that are parallel to each other.

Time for you to try: Fill in the blanks with words that give the famous quotations parallelism. (Note: The goal is NOT to get the same words as the original). 1. You can all the some of the time, and some of the all of the time, but you cannot all the all of the time. ~ Abraham Lincoln 2. Ask not what your can do for ; ask what can do for your. ~ John F. Kennedy 3. cannot drive out ; only can do that. cannot drive out ; only can do that. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr. 4. in your world; in ours. ~ Sony Playstation slogan 5. Wherever you, our network. ~ Hutch Cellular in India 6. Nothin says like something from the. ~ Pillsbury 7. War does not determine who is - only who is. ~ Bertrand Russell 8. Beauty is, truth. ~ John Keats 9. To err is ; to forgive,. ~ Alexander Pope 10. is easy. is hard, ~ Peter O Toole Figurative Language Practice: Go to page 585 in the textbook. Alliteration Example in Poetry: Dewdrops Dancing Down Daisies by Paul Mc Cann Don't delay dawns disarming display. Dusk demands daylight. Dewdrops dwell delicately drawing dazzling delight. Dewdrops dilute daisies domain. Distinguished debutantes. Diamonds defray delivered daylights distilled daisy dance.

Time for you to try: Select one of the two options and then illustrate the option you selected: 1) Select one of the tongue twisters below and add a minimum of 3 words to it. 2) Create your own tongue twister that has a minimum of 5 words. Angela Abigail Applewhite ate anchovies and artichokes. Bertha Bartholomew blew big, blue bubbles. Clever Clifford Cutter clumisily closed the closet clasps. Dwayne Dwiddle drew a drawing of dreaded Dracula. Elmer Elwood eluded elven elderly elephants. Floyd Flingle flipped flat flapjacks. Greta Gruber grabbed a group of green grapes. Hattie Henderson hated happy healthy hippos. Ida Ivy identified the ivory iris. Julie Jackson juggled the juicy, jiggly jello. Karl Kessler kept the ketchup in the kitchen. Lila Ledbetter lugged a lot of little lemons. Milton Mallard mailed a mangled mango. Norris Newton never needed new noodles. Patsy planter plucked plump, purple, plastic plums. Quinella Quist quite quickly quelled the quarreling quartet. Randy Rathbone wrapped a rather rare red rabbit. Shelly Sherman shivered in a sheer, short, shirt. Trina Tweety tripped two twittering twins under a twiggy tree. Uri Udall usually used his unique, unusual unicycle. Vicky Vinc viewd a very valuable vase. Walter Whipple warily warned the weary warrior. Xerxes Xenon expected to xerox extra x-rays. Yolana Yvonne Yarger yodeled up yonder yesterday. Zigmund Zane zig-zagged through the zany zoo zone.

Assonance Example in Poetry Early Moon by Carl Sandburg THE BABY moon, a canoe, a silver papoose canoe, sails and sails in the Indian west. A ring of silver foxes, a mist of silver foxes, sit and sit around the Indian moon. One yellow star for a runner, and rows of blue stars for more runners, keep a line of watchers. O foxes, baby moon, runners, you are the panel of memory, fire-white writing to-night of the Red Man s dreams. Who squats, legs crossed and arms folded, matching its look against the moon-face, the starfaces, of the West? Who are the Mississippi Valley ghosts, of copper foreheads, riding wiry ponies in the night? no bridles, love-arms on the pony necks, riding in the night a long old trail? Why do they always come back when the silver foxes sit around the early moon, a silver papoose, in the Indian west? Consonance Example in Poetry You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time Marble-heavy, a bag full of God, Ghastly statue with one gray toe Big as a Frisco seal And a head in the freakish Atlantic Where it pours bean green over blue In the waters off beautiful Nauset. I used to pray to recover you. Ach, du. In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars. Daddy by Sylvia Plath But the name of the town is common. My Polack friend Says there are a dozen or two. So I never could tell where you Put your foot, your root, I never could talk to you. The tongue stuck in my jaw. It stuck in a barb wire snare. Ich, ich, ich, ich, I could hardly speak. I thought every German was you. And the language obscene An engine, an engine Chuffing me off like a Jew. A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen. I began to talk like a Jew. I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna Are not very pure or true. With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack I may be a bit of a Jew. I have always been scared of you, With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo. And your neat mustache And your Aryan eye, bright blue. Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You Not God but a swastika So black no sky could squeak through. Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. You stand at the blackboard, daddy, In the picture I have of you, A cleft in your chin instead of your foot But no less a devil for that, no not Any less the black man who Bit my pretty red heart in two. I was ten when they buried you. At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do. But they pulled me out of the sack, And they stuck me together with glue. And then I knew what to do. I made a model of you, A man in black with a Meinkampf look And a love of the rack and the screw. And I said I do, I do. So daddy, I'm finally through. The black telephone's off at the root, The voices just can't worm through. If I've killed one man, I've killed two The vampire who said he was you And drank my blood for a year, Seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There's a stake in your fat black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through. You Try It: Write 5 lines of poetry that capture the sounds of winter. Imagery Fill in each box with the imagery of the best Saturday morning ever! Sights Sounds Tastes Touches Smells Figurative language