Tuesday, March 24, 2009

39 josue hernandez

Poetry Analysis Sheet: An Hymn To The Evening

1. What phrases are repeated? No phrases are repeated in the poem only “heav’nly.”

2. What images (visual, auditory, tactile, olfactory, gustatory )? “ …. sun forsook the eastern main……. The pealing thunder shook the heav’nly plain; …….. from zephyr’s wing ……. Exhales the incense of blooming spring. Soft purl the streams,…… birds renew their notes, …….. through the air their mingled music floats…….. beauteous dies……..!........ deepest red:……….ev’ry virtue glow……… living temples of our God below! Fill'd with the praise….. who gives the light …….. draws the sable curtains of the night……………….. placid slumbers sooth each weary mind……… morn to wake more heav'nly……. labours of the day……..More pure….. guarded from the snares of sin. Night's leaden sceptre seals my drowsy eyes.”

3. Explain metaphors. She is comparing the evening to the heavens in their grand splendor.

4. What rhythm or rhyme scheme does the poem have? How does this affect meaning?
This poem has rhyme in every line except the last one. It affects the meaning of the poem by making it sound more profound.

5. What is the theme or message of the poem? Give text examples from each stanza
The theme is the how grand the evening is how its beauty doesn’t compare to that of the heavens. “The pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;” and “But the west glories in the deepest red: So may our breasts with ev'ry virtue glow, The living temples of our God below!”

Poetry Analysis Sheet: An Hymn To The Morning

1. What phrases are repeated? No phrases are repeated.

2. What images (visual, auditory, tactile, olfactory, gustatory)? smoothest numbers pour the notes along……… bright Aurora now demands my song…… Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies…… The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays……… deck thy progress through the vaulted skies.

3. Explain metaphors
The morning is heaven for her. Looking at the sunrise makes her feel pleased. It has so much meaning to her.


4. What rhythm or rhyme scheme does the poem have? How does this affect meaning?it has rhyme in every line. it makes it flow and sound more heavenly.

5. What is the theme or message of the poem? Give text examples from each stanza
how the morning is a grand thing and a privilege to watch.


An Hymn To The Morning
ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine,
Assist my labours, and my strains refine;
In smoothest numbers pour the notes along,
For bright Aurora now demands my song.
Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies,
Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies:
The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays,
On ev'ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays;
Harmonious lays the feather'd race resume,
Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.
Ye shady groves, your verdant gloom display
To shield your poet from the burning day:
Calliope awake the sacred lyre,
While thy fair sisters fan the pleasing fire:
The bow'rs, the gales, the variegated skies
In all their pleasures in my bosom rise.
See in the east th' illustrious king of day!
His rising radiance drives the shades away--
But Oh! I feel his fervid beams too strong,
And scarce begun, concludes th' abortive song


Poetry Analysis Sheet: On Being Brought from Africa to America

1. What phrases are repeated?No phrases are repeated.

2. What images (visual, auditory, tactile, olfactory, gustatory)?view our sable race with scornful eye,........colour is a diabolic die..........join th' angelic train.

3. Explain metaphors.
She says that a black person can be the same as a white person if their refined. And that their race is beautiful.
4. What rhythm or rhyme scheme does the poem have? How does this affect meaning?
Every line rhymes. It doesn't really affect the meaning maybe indirectly but not really

5. What is the theme or message of the poem? Give text examples from each stanza
the theme is that being brpought to america was beneficial to them even if they had to be slaves.
"'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,"

On Being Brought from Africa to America

'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,
"Their colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Christians, Negro's, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.

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