2Definition A sonnet is a 14-line poem in iambic pentameter with a carefully patterned rhyme scheme.SOME QUICK DEFINITIONS:End rhyme: rhyming at the end of the lineRhyme scheme: the pattern of end rhymesEx. : He had a box aIn which the fox aWould sit all day bAnd waste away b
3Types of Sonnets The Italian, or Petrarchan sonnet, was named after Francesco Petrarch, the Italian poet.Its 14 lines break into an octave:usually rhymes abbaabba,Sometimes rhymes abbacddc, oreven (rarely) abababab;and a sestet, which may rhymexyzxyz orxyxyxy, or any of the multiple variations possible using only two or three rhyme-sounds.
4Translation of Petrarch's Rima, Sonnet 134 bcdeI find no peace, and all my war is done;I fear and hope; I burn and freeze like ice;I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise;And nought I have, and all the world I seize on;That looseth nor locketh holdeth me in prisonAnd holdeth me not, yet can I 'scape nowise;Nor letteth me live nor die at my device,And yet of death it giveth none occasion.Withouten eyen, I see; and without tongue I plain;I desire to perish, and yet I ask health;I love another, and thus I hate myself;I feed me in sorrow, and laugh in all my pain;Likewise displeaseth me both death and life;And my delight is causer of this strife.Translated by Sir Thomas Wyatt ( )
5Types of Sonnets The English or Shakespearean sonnet, consists of three quatrains and a couplet;that is, it rhymes abab cdcd efef gg.Shakespeare wrote many sonnets that arestill read and enjoyed today.
6Sonnet 18 Read Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 On your sheet, identify the rhyme scheme.Divide the sonnet into three stanzas and identify the concluding couplet.Paraphrase each stanza. What images appear in each stanza?
7Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 a Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? b fgShall 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 dimm'd;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;But thy eternal summer shall not fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou owest;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,When in eternal lines to time thou growest:So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
8Sonnet 130 Read Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130 On your sheet, identify the rhyme scheme.Divide the sonnet into three stanzas and identify the concluding couplet.Paraphrase each stanza. What images appear in each stanza?How does Shakespeare seem to mock or make fun of other love poems in this particular sonnet?What message does Shakespeare send about the idea of true love in this sonnet? Do you agree or disagree with this opinion?
9Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130 a My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; bcdefgMy mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than her lips' red;If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,But no such roses see I in her cheeks;And in some perfumes is there more delightThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.I love to hear her speak, yet well I knowThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;I grant I never saw a goddess go;My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rareAs any she belied with false compare.
10Iambic Pentameter A line of iambic pentameter is a line of poetry which follows this pattern of weak and strongstresses:weak STRONG weak STRONG weak STRONG weak STRONG weak STRONGIt breaks into five feet, like this:weak STRONG / weak STRONG / weak STRONG / weak STRONG / weak STRONG
11Example: Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 UnstressedWeakStressedStrong’Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove:O no! it is an ever-fixed markThat looks on tempests and is ne’er shaken;It is the star to ev’ry wand’ring bark,Whose worth's unknown, although his height be ta’en.Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeksWithin his bending sickle's compass come:Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,But bears it out e’en to the edge of doom.If this be error and upon me proved,I never writ, nor no man ever loved.