Explain "strange fits of passion have i known" by william wordsworth????
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Summary \nThe speaker proclaims that he has been the victim of "strange fits of passion"; he says that he will describe one of these fits, but only if he can speak it "in the Lover's ear alone." Lucy, the girl he loved, was beautiful--"fresh as a rose in June"--and he traveled to her cottage one night beneath the moon. He stared at the moon as his horse neared the paths to Lucy's cottage. As they reached the orchard, the moon had begun to sink, nearing the point at which it would appear to the speaker to touch Lucy's house in the distance. As the horse plodded on, the speaker continued to stare at the moon. All at once, it dropped "behind the cottage roof." Suddenly, the speaker was overcome with a strange and passionate thought, and cried out to himself: "O mercy! If Lucy should be dead!" \n\n\n\nThere's more info on the site.
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"Death of a Hired Man" \n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\nRobert Frost’s poem, “Death of a Hired Man” is a story of one family and the man, Silas, who used to work on their farm. The poem is the discussion between Warren and Mary regarding what to do with Silas since he has returned after being told not to come back. Upon hearing of Silas’ return,... \n\nShort Analysis of “The Death of a Hired Man” \n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\nRobert Frost’s poem, “Death of a Hired Man” is a story of one family and the man, Silas, who used to work on their farm. The poem is the discussion between Warren and Mary regarding what to do with Silas since he has returned after being told not to come back. Upon hearing of Silas’ return,...
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I'm sure this is part of a poem...An accurate translation would require to read the entire poem. My attempt to translate this: I am nervous when kissing, and would like to try out this love affair...\n\nHope my guess is right.
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Sorry in advance for my bad translation\n\nIn a place in Athens, Psiri, in 1809 a very tender history of love was written between Lord Byron and little daughter of Prokopis Makris, consul of England, Thiressia Makris\nLord Byron , in the end of December of 1809 saw  the 12 years old Thiressia Makris (she was borned in 1791) and he fell in love instantly. He felt great admiration and then he said to his friend “look, one of the Caryatids lived up”\nHis friend Robert by the time he saw Byron falling in love he told him that  it was time to go.  But Byron wanted to marry him. But he was afraid in case the 12 years old child couldn’t understand his love. So he decided to talk to her mother. \nOne day Byron touched her hand, but she took it telling him in French: “I’m an orphan girl and I don’t have the right to talk with men”\nThen Byron kneeled in front of her kissing her fingers telling her” My life, I love you, tell me do you want to be my wife?”\nFull of happiness Thiressia told him “I’m afraid Noel”. She was afraid that his big love for her would stop sometime.\nThen she told him “ travel, continue and if your love stays alive, then come again”\nCrazy of happiness Byron wrote the poem for the maid o fAthens where every paragraph end with “my life, I love you”\nBut when he was about to leave, Thiressia reminded him that a poet should stay free.\nThe poet left with his head down and never came back.\nLater Thiressia cried for his death.\nShe married in 1829 the consul of England in Mesologgi Mr Jack Black, and then she lived in England.
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If u don't put that poem in a book , magazine.or something then u have a problem. I LOVE THAT POEM! It's like...... unexplainable. But i myself love it, i wish that i could find a intelligent,sweet, caring man like you. That is my wish. I wish you the best of Luck for who so ever you're with. She has no choice but to love!!!
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I think what you've done so far is very good, but it is really only scratching the surface.  Assuming that you have to compare the 2 texts you cannot assume that other readers will sympathise with either of the adult males, so you have to point out how the sympathy came about.  To do this refer directly to how the author's use of specific words within the text engender feelings; for example the teacher is 'pleased' and 'delighted' with the lesson however because of the 'theft' of rubbers and his inability to detect who was doing the stealing, he felt like 'a bad teacher' and thus went back on his word.  This extract shows the power struggle that goes on in a classroom and is possibly an indication that the teacher is new and unable to command respect or obedience.\n\nThe second extract shows a similar theme where a father appears to be losing the respect and (he thinks) the love of his daughters.  As they are growing up he realises that his position as ''Number one man'' will be taken by the young men who will come 'prowling'.  The author's use of this word gives the reader the impression that father thinks of his daughters as vulnerable, that they are merely unwary prey for the predatory young men.\n\nFind other examples like these, starting at the beginning of the text and work your way down.  Good luck and hope that helps.
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It's an expression of the whole thesis of the poem -- "Thou still-unravished bride of quietness," etc.  Throughout the "Ode," Keats asserts that it's the imagination, not our expression of it, that is the most powerful.  (And of course, the irony is that this is one of the greatest expressions of imagination ever put to words.)\n\nThe idea is that a "heard melody" -- that is, music you hear -- may be sweet, but an "unheard melody" -- music you only imagine -- can be as sweet as your imagination wills it to be.  Keats took the notion from the paintings on a piece of Greek pottery, the figure of a man playing a syrinx (pipes of Pan) to a woman; because it's just an image of someone playing music, you can't hear what he was playing, but you can IMAGINE it to be as beautiful as you wish.\n\nThe middle and later portion of the "Ode" deals with another classical theme, that life is short and art endures -- the figures on the urn are "forever panting and forever young," while passion among the living leaves one with a heart "high-sorrowful and cloyed."  (To cloy, if it's an unfamiliar word, means to consume too much of something sweet, and by extension to have too much of any pleasure.)\n\nOne other phrase that gives modern readers fits:\n\n"O Attic shape! Fair attitude! With brede\nOf marble men and maidens overwrought..."\n\nIn this case, "Attic" is an ancient name for Greece; "attitude" doesn't refer to copping a 'tude, but to the angle and posture of the urn itself; "brede" is an old word for an embroidered pattern such as one might see on a tapestry; and "overwrought" in this case doesn't mean emotionally overwrought, but rather that the urn itself has been overlaid with a pattern, like a tapestry, of marble men and maidens.  \n\nFor my money, the key line in the poem, though, is:\n\n"...in midst of other woe/Than ours..."\n\nThat captures the ability shared by all great art -- music, literature, drama, sculpture, painting -- to pull me out of whatever funk I'm in at the moment, whatever piddling, temporary example of the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to that I am suffering, and remind me, as Keats says, that\n\n"Beauty is truth, truth beauty: that is all\nYe know on earth, and all ye need to know."\n\nThanks for asking. :-)
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"Its about two young lovers who have just meant and as the song goes on their love progresses. At first he is reminising on all the good times they've had and how she made him feel 'whole' again.\nThe next verse is how he's got to the point where he doesnt value himself anymore and all he can think and care about is her. \nAnd even though they've had bad times and raging arguments they'll still always be friends because they each share that bond that no one else has"\n\nhttp://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858485373&offset=25&page=2#comments
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Procal Harum crafted an unknowable piece of poetry with those lyrics. Perhaps those words don't even make sense to the songwriter(s). I don't know. I think the fun is in the mystery. That song probably means something different to everyone who has ever heard it.
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Well... this is more of a lust poem, but he may like it. A woman once gave it to me, and I was flying for days!\n\nO Blush Not So! \nby John Keats \n\nO blush not so! O blush not so! \nOr I shall think you knowing; \nAnd if you smile the blushing while, \nThen maidenheads are going. \n\nThere's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't, \nAnd a blush for having done it; \nThere's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought, \nAnd a blush for just begun it. \n\nO sigh not so! O sigh not so! \nFor it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin; \nBy these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips \nAnd fought in an amorous nipping. \n\nWill you play once more at nice-cut-core, \nFor it only will last our youth out, \nAnd we have the prime of the kissing time, \nWe have not one sweet tooth out. \n\nThere's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay, \nAnd a sigh for "I can't bear it!" \nO what can be done, shall we stay or run? \nO cut the sweet apple and share it!
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It's a recounting of the biblical story of Abraham and Isaac.  Here's a really good essay I found that includes a section on Emily Dickinson, and this poem in particular.\n\nhttp://www2.sjsu.edu/depts/english/Warnerabraham.htm\nQuoting, "Dickinson's New England Puritanism images a God of relentless demand--Tyranny, the speaker names Him--and unflinching observation; God is a Mastiff, who can be cajoled by manners and obeisance.  Dickinson, like Powers in "Abraham," identifies Abraham's amazing faith which causes him to act without "a hesitation."  Unlike like Powers' voicing, Dickinson's portrayal is terse and tight.  The condensed wording and the economy achieved through the dashes highlight the silence from Sarah, Isaac, Abraham, and readers who articulate questions that remain unanswered.  Her word is "obeisance," emphasizing the subordinant stance of respectful submission.  Humans, on Dickinson's reading, can only appease this God-ruler with humble acquiesence."
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And there are so many other oddities and absurdities about the English language.  I love sharing this poem ....\n\nWhen the English tongue we speak\nWhy is break not rhymed with freak?\nWill you tell me why it’s true\nWe say sew, but likewise few?\nAnd the maker of a verse,\nCannot rhyme his horse with worse?\nBeard is not the same as heard,\nCord is different from word,\nCow is cow, but low is low,\nShoe is never rhymed with foe.\nThink of hose and dose and lose,\nAnd think of goose and yet of choose,\nThink of comb and tomb and bomb,\nDoll and roll and home and some.\nAnd since pay is rhymed with say,\nWhy not paid with said I pray?\nThink of blood and food and good;\nMould is not pronounced like could.\nWherefore done, but gone and lone -\nIs there any reason known?\nTo sum up all, it seems to me\nSounds and letters don’t agree.\n\nAnd also the poem at this link.
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An interesting and sometimes-lovely poem. It's an acknowledgment of where and how the writer connects to his origins.\nPoetry doesn't need to make sense.  Like religion, it is often irrational.
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It is about a lover talking about her dead lover and hoping that he/she is still out there somewhere (in heaven or hell) instead of nonexistant anymore ( he/she hopes there is life after death because he/she cannot bear the idea that his/her lover's soul that she loved so much has ceased to exist "I would rather know you alive in Hell than think your beauty is nothing now"). The lover who is still alive is speaking of her loyalty to his/her dead lover( because his/her love was strong ("But as we held faithfulness, you and I")) and the hope that they will be reuinted after death and that her dead lover will still love him/her then ("Do you ever think of me? you who died")
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This is Poe's affirming of his belief in romance, or romantic themes. Nature and romance are intermingled. Romance is a bird that lives in harmony with nature. This bird, "paroquet," influenced Poe's earliest thoughts. The first stanza speaks of the beauty, and wonder romance allowed him to write poetry about in his youth, all of this is in the past. The second stanza tells of how he no longer has time for the things of his youth, and that what was once beautiful now is considered "forbidden things." When the opportunity presents itself he still indulges in the pleasure of his youth: "And when an hour with calmer wings/ Its down upon my spirit flings-/ That little time with lyre and rhyme/ To while away-forbidden things."\n\nImportance of the work:\nThis work expresses Poe's theory of poetry. The theory was simply this: "the effect of poetry should be indefinative and that it presents to the reader not truth itself but truth reflected in the forms of beauty" (Stovall 207). Poe wrote this poem before he was twenty years old, and he published it when he was twenty. Unlike many of Poe's poems and much of his prose, this work never had substantive revisions.
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my quote that i have always used and "owned- :) " since high school is\n~Amor Vincit Omnia~\n\n---it means Love Conquers All, plus it sounds really cool and looks pretty when it is written.the end.\n\n\n---P.S.!!! --Don't even think about stealing it!!! It is mine only! :)
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Wow, this poem is something else. By that I mean it is really abstract in its language and in its metaphors. I have a guess on it's meaning, but that is merely a guess. This author is using so much personal experience that it is hard for me as a reader to really connect well with what is being said, but here is my hypothesis:\n\nFirst of all, I think the title "Call It Fear" needs to be kept in mind when reading through the entire poem. The structure and the wording is suggestive of a person who is caught in the panic of fear ("call it an ocean of fear of the dark"). So, it can easily be assumed that this poem is analyzing fear and the essence of fear in the human mind.\n\nThe author has this deep fear, a fear of the dark, or possibly a fear of the unknown. The author is not alone however as she has found someone, referred to as Goodluck, who also has the same fear. They have come together to escape the fear, and their only escape has been found in the music that they have found on the radio, the church music that plays on a lot of stations on Sunday mornings. \n\nThere is also a question of the repeated imagery of "a string of shadow horses kicking and pulling me out of my belly." This image is repeated in the first and third stanzas and is linked to anxiety, the butterfly feeling that everyone gets in the pit of their stomach when they are controlled by fear. The idea of "shadow horses" seems to suggest the idea that death is pulling and tugging at the speaker of this poem, and it is the fear of death that drives the speaker to use music to escape the fear.\n\nThis is my guess on the meaning of the poem. . . I hope it proves helpful!