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Anthology. Who will in fairest book of Nature know How Virtue may best lodged in Beauty be, Let him but learn of Love to read in thee, Stella, those.

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3 Who will in fairest book of Nature know How Virtue may best lodged in Beauty be, Let him but learn of Love to read in thee, Stella, those fair lines, which true goodness show. There shall he find all vices overthrow, Not by rude force, but sweetest sovereignty Of reason, from whose light those night-birds fly; That inward sun in thine eyes shineth so. And not content to be Perfections heir Thyself, dost strive all minds that way to move, Who mark in thee what is in thee most fair. So while thy beauty draws the heart to love, As fast thy Virtue bends that love to good. But, ah, Desire still cries, give me some food. (Sir Philip Sidney, http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm )http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm rhyming scheme: abba,abba,cdcd,ee metre: iambic pentametre ANALYSIS: central metaphor: beauty compared to virtue how its posed: Who will in fairest book of Nature know How Virtue in best loged as Beauty be, (Sir Philip Sidney, http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm )http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm how its resolved: So while the beauty draws the heart to love, As fast thy Virtue bends that love to good. (Sir Philip Sidney, http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm )http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm poetic devices used: metaphor and rhyming my general response: beauty may make you love something but virtue makes your love for something good but still you cant always get rid of your desire.

4 Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarchs wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exiles grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress wtih which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his handThe Thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains–alas, too few! (William Wordsworth, http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm )http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm rhyming scheme: abba,acca,dede,ff metre:iambic pentametre

5 A hint of rain–a touch of lazy doubt– Sent me to bedward on that prime of nights, When the air met and burst the aerolites, Making the men stare and the children shout: Why did no beam from all that rout and rush Of darting meteors, pierce my drowsed head? Strike on the portals of my sleep? and flush My spirit through mine eyelids, in the stead Of that poor vapid dream? My soul was pained, My very soul, to have slept while others woke, While little children their delight outspoke, And in their eyes small chambers entertained Far notions of the Kosmos! I mistook The purpose of that night–it had not rained. (Charles Tennyson-Turner,http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm )http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm rhyming pattern abba,cdcd,effe,fe metre: iambic pentametre

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7 From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beautys rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feedst thy lights flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel: Thou that art now the worlds fresh ornament, And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content, And, tender churl, makst waste in niggarding: Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the worlds due, by the grave and thee. ( WilliamShakespeare,http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william _shakespeare_sonnet_1.htm )http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william _shakespeare_sonnet_1.htm rhyming scheme: abab,cdcd,efef,gg metre: iambic pentametre

8 Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants to the very same And that unfair which fairly doth excel; For never-resting time leads summer on To hideous winter, and confounds him there; Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone, Beauty oer-snowed and bareness every where: Then were not summers distillation left, A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass, Beautys effect with beauty were bereft, Nor it, nor no remembrance what it was: But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet, Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet. (WilliamShakespeare,http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_son net_5.htm)http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_son net_5.htm rhyming pattern: abab,cdcd,efef,gg metre: iambic pentametre

9 When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all silvered oer with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summers green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow; And nothing gainst Times scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence. (William Shakespeare, http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm)http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm rhyming pattern: abab,cdcd,efef,gg metre: iambic pentametre ANALYSIS: central metaphor: old to new how its posed: And nothing gainst Times scythe can make defence Save breed,to brave him when he takes thee hence. (William Shakespeare, http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm) http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm how its resolved: Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow; (William Shakespeare, http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm) http://www.michaelpeach.org/classic_%20poets_%20sonnets/william_shakespeare_sonnet_12.htm poetic devices: rhyming and metaphor my general response: time passes quickly and as old thing pass new things come

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11 There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said, Does it buzz? He replied, Yes, it does! Its a regular brute of a Bee! (Edward Lear,http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm)http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm rhyming pattern: AABBA metre: anapestic

12 There was an Old Person whose habits, Induced him to feed upon rabbits; When hed eaten eighteen, He turned perfectly green, Upon which he relinquished those habits. (Edward Lear, http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm)http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm rhyming pattern:AABBA metre: anapestic

13 There was a Young Lady whose eyes, Were unique as to colour and size; When she opened them wide, People all turned aside, And started away in surprise. (Edward Lear, http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm)http://www.poetry-online.org/limericks.htm rhyming pattern:AABBA metre: anapestic

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15 Do I have one request before I die? He looked at the captain who then said, Aye. He lifted his hand to wave goodbye, and slugged his true love in the eye. (Denise Rodgers,http://www.funny-poems-for-free.com/ballad- poetry.html)http://www.funny-poems-for-free.com/ballad- poetry.html rhyming scheme: ABCB,DBEB metre: iambic

16 The building was mammoth, and filled with huge vats. The moon mice wore helmets and so did the cats. Milk poured out pipes into tubs, engines whirring, while cheese workers stood by the vats, slowly stirring. The cheese in one section was Cheddar and Brie. The room stretched out farther than Ollie could see. The moon man was beaming. Weve Monterey Jack, and Blue Cheese and Green Cheese and Brown Cheese and Black. We have fresh Provolone. We have Gouda and Feta. Here, try a sample, youll never taste better. Oliver found the cheese awfully tasty although it was bright green, and just a bit pasty. We make Mozzarella, and what did I miss? We make Camembert, Colby, and Cheddar and Swiss. Oliver gasped, Oh! My moms Swiss soufflé. I have to go home and I mean right away! (Denise Rodgers,http://www.funny-poems-for-free.com/ballad-poetry.html)http://www.funny-poems-for-free.com/ballad-poetry.html rhyming scheme:AABB,CCDD,EEFF,GGHH metre:trochee

17 Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire; Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher; The flames just soared, and the furnace roared – such a blaze you seldom see; And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee. Then I made a hike, for I didnt like to hear him sizzle so; And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow. It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I dont know why; And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky. I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear; But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near: I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: Ill just take a peep inside. I guess hes cooked, and its time I looked… then the door I opened wide. And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar; And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: Please close that door. Its fine in here, but I greatly fear youll let in the cold and storm - Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, its the first time Ive been warm. (Robert W. Service,http://holyjoe.org/poetry/service2.htm)http://holyjoe.org/poetry/service2.htm rhyming scheme: AABB,CCDD,EEFF,GGHH metre:iambic

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19 The red blossom bends and drips its dew to the ground Like a tear it falls (Donna Brock, http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/haiku.htm) http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/haiku.htm

20 Curving up,then down Meeting blue sky and green earth Melding sun and rain (Donna Brock, http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/hiku.htm) http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/hiku.htm

21 An old silent pond… A frog jumps into the pond, splash! Silence again. (Basho Matsuo, http://www.edu.pe.ca/stjean/playing%20with%20poetry/Hen nessey/examplesofHaiku.htm) http://www.edu.pe.ca/stjean/playing%20with%20poetry/Hen nessey/examplesofHaiku.htm

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23 Behold the hippopotamus! We laugh at how he look to us, And yet in moments dank and grim, I wonder how we look to him. (Ogden Nash, http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to-Write- Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrain/ )http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to-Write- Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrain/ rhyming scheme: AABB metre: iambic

24 Peace, peace, thou hippopotamus! We really look alright to us, As you no doubt delight the eye Of other hippopotami. (Ogden Nash, http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to-Write- Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrain/ )http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to-Write- Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrain/ rhyming scheme: AABB metre: iambic

25 Look back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human natures west! (Emily Dickinson, http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to- Write-Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrains/ )http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to- Write-Poetry/step4/Rhyming-Couplet-and-Quatrains/ rhyming scheme: ABCB metre: iambic

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27 the birds are leaving and the leaves are falling down as the seasons change

28 I once met a mystical creature and i quickly discovered a feature that made me smile for just a while i loved that mystical creature

29 whenever you feel you are down or sad dont think of things that make you mad of course they will make it so much worse and may even cause you to start to curse

30 while walking down the street just imagine who I'll meet i saw a tiny fairy who did not look very scary so i thought I'd tag along while he sang his little song he brought me to a river but then i began to shiver he disappeared into a crack and he had not decided to come back something wasnt right with that slowly growing light i looked in the tree then it was clear to me it was a tiny little town so i thought I'd look around so i broke a little hole but the town thought i had stole so they poured out of the tree and then came after me so i ran to my home thinking i was all alone when my mom told me to wake i knew it all was fake for it was a dream i had which made me kind of sad because if it were true i dont know what I'd do i would keep that secret to me that special little tree and visit every night to see the fairy while in flight

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