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The poem "How do I love thee?" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a love poem describing the depth and breadth of the speaker's love. In three sentences, the speaker says they love their partner to the deepest parts of their soul, in everyday needs, and with a love they thought was lost with past loves. They say if God allows, they will love their partner even more after death. The poem uses personification to describe the soul and uses similes to compare the love to striving for what is right and turning from praise.
The poem "How do I love thee?" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a love poem describing the depth and breadth of the speaker's love. In three sentences, the speaker says they love their partner to the deepest parts of their soul, in everyday needs, and with a love they thought was lost with past loves. They say if God allows, they will love their partner even more after death. The poem uses personification to describe the soul and uses similes to compare the love to striving for what is right and turning from praise.
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The poem "How do I love thee?" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a love poem describing the depth and breadth of the speaker's love. In three sentences, the speaker says they love their partner to the deepest parts of their soul, in everyday needs, and with a love they thought was lost with past loves. They say if God allows, they will love their partner even more after death. The poem uses personification to describe the soul and uses similes to compare the love to striving for what is right and turning from praise.
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I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Personification :-
Overstatement :-
Simile :1. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right
2. I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
3. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
Author : F. Scott Fitzgerald Year : 1896 Text :
RAIN BEFORE DAWN
The dull, faint patter in the drooping hours
Drifts in upon my sleep and fills my hair With damp; the burden of the heavy air Is strewn upon me where my tired soul cowers, Shrinking like some lone queen in empty towers Dying. Blind with unrest I grow aware: The pounding of broad wings drifts down the stair And sates me like the heavy scent of flowers.
I lie upon my heart. My eyes like hands
Grip at the soggy pillow. Now the dawn Tears from her wetted breast the splattered blouse Of night; lead-eyed and moist she straggles o'er the lawn, Between the curtains brooding stares and stands Like some drenched swimmer -- Death's within the house!
Personification : The pounding of broad wings drifts down the stair
Overstatement : Now the dawn tears from her wetted breast the splattered blouse
Simile : 1. And sates me like the heavy scent of flowers