Poetry Essays and Term Papers
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some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed:
These are the first four lines of Rupert Brooke's poignant sonnet, "The Soldier". "The Soldier" is a poem about death in war.
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have defended the righteous, as villains were bent on destruction. This story represents these qualities in both main characters. The struggle began when God allowed Satan dominion over the earth. Since then the battle between them has been recorded
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expresses himself through his poetry. His poems use simple, unsophisticated ideas, but underneath, they convey real meaning. One such poem is "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening."
On the surface level, the narrator is telling us about a time when
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against the Vietnam War. She had strong antiwar feelings that she expressed through her poetry. The message to the reader is that war only causes death and destruction. She deliberately used the matter of fact questioning to portray what Americans
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'My Last Duchess'?
Our initial reaction to the Duke is formed before we've even finished reading the second line of the poem. The Duke says:
'That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive...'
In this line we first
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me and smiled,
"Since I feel so magnanimous,
I'd like to give you something, child."
He asked me what I wanted,
I said, "Oh, really nothing more,
You've done so much already."
He said, "That's what God is for."
"You have been pretty good,"
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captures a modern day turmoil that everyone goes through in life. This is expressed through metaphors, juxtaposition, oxymorons, and his writing style. In this poem it helps the reader realize that people look down upon each other and point out others
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surprise.
Come with me
take my hand
go with me to the crackling fire
stretch out beside it on the bear-skin rug
and nestle your head into my lap
giving you a soothing facial
is my gift to you
dimmed lights
sweet fragrance in the air
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to be with you.
Your eyes, your smile,
The way you laugh,
The things you say and do.
Take me to the places,
My heart never knew.
So, if I were to fall in love,
It would have to be with you.
If I were to give my heart,
It would have to be
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noted for her feminism and mythological themes. She was born in 1939 in Ottawa, about the same time World War 2 started. Her life was lived in a time of male dominance, which she did not like. She expressed her views of this by writing, and her