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20 Cards in this Set
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assonance
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“Fleet feet sweep by sleeping geese”
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characterization
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Honest, tall, handsome, angry, cruel, lazy (describing words)
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complication
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The King was shot.<=
After that, all hell broke loose. |
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diction
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An American Southerner saying, "I like my eggs scrambled, please," would pronounce it:
"Ah like mah eggs scrambled, pleez." ~wiki answers |
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foil
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Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, SHerlock Holmes
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foot
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Shall I com PARE thee TO a SUM mer’s DAY?
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octave
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1)When I consider how my light is spent
2)Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, 3)And that one talent which is death to hide 4)Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent 5)To serve therewith my Maker, and present 6)My true account, lest he returning chide, 7)"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?" 8)I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent |
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couplet
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1)"Blessed are you whose worthiness gives scope
2)Being had, to triumph; being lacked, to hope." |
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free verse
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My last night as a full-time child
I didn't want to sleep, for fear of Waking up in a rustle of too-crisp sheets And a creak of inadequate bedsprings With a lightly snoring virtual stranger eight feet away..... (rythm?) |
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dactyl
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strawberry, carefully, changeable, merrily
(1,2,3) |
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ballad
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"When as the sheriff of Nottingham
Was come, with mickle grief, He talkd no good of Robin Hood, That strong and sturdy thief." Excerpt from Robin Hood and the Golden Arrow by an unknown author (sing it!) |
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blank verse
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Nothing's changed except me and the facts
And the sadness I didn't mean to start. But it feels different now you've said It's wrong, and I still can't see your point. And I think as water runs over my hands that That's really all there is or can be. The gold is wearing off the infamous ring And something wears away from around my heart. (No ryhm, but something close) |
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closed form
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though. He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. |
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denouement
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As the policeman entered the room
to take away the baddie everything became clear |
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literal language
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"The dog died" instead of "The dog went to the big farm in the sky." |
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lyric poem
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What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?" Excerpt from Ode On A Grecian Urn by John Keats |
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narrative poem
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You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the beautiful complexity introduced by two. But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit. At four I was an Arabian wizard. I could make myself invisible by drinking a glass of milk a certain way. At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince. |
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open form
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She was what
she wanted to be because she wanted to be everything |
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subplot
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There is the obvious story.
And then there is the hidden one. |
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syntax
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"Whose woods these are I think I know."
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