Poetic Term

Front 1

ASSONANCE

Back 1

But he grew old-
This knight so bold-
And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

Front 2

ONOMATOPOEIA

Back 2

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, / In the icy air of night!; To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells / From the bells, bells, bells, bells, /

Front 3

ALLITERATION

Back 3

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, / Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Front 4

REFRAIN

Back 4

There lived a lady by the North Sea shore,
Lay the bent to the bonny broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore.
Fa la la la la la la la la.
As one grew bright as is the sun,
Lay the bent to the bonny broom
So coal black grew the other one.
Fa la la la la la la la.

Front 5

RHYTHM

Back 5

da DUM da DUM da DUM da DUM da DUM

Front 6

RHYME

Back 6

The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din."

Front 7

SONNET

Back 7

My 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.

Front 8

RHYME SCHEME

Back 8

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Front 9

EXTENDED METAPHOR

Back 9

•"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

"And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

Front 10

SYMBOL

Back 10

Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

Front 11

SIMILIE

Back 11

O, my luve’s like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June
O, my luve’s like the melodie
That's sweetly play’d in tune

Front 12

TONE

Back 12

I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

Front 13

PERSONIFICATION

Back 13

"Ah, William, we're weary of weather,"
said the sunflowers, shining with dew.
"Our traveling habits have tired us.
Can you give us a room with a view?"

They arranged themselves at the window
and counted the steps of the sun,
and they both took root in the carpet
where the topaz tortoises run.

Front 14

METAPHOR

Back 14

'The wind is a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road is a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moon...

Front 15

TROCHEE

Back 15

Should you ask me, whence these stories?
Whence these legends and traditions,
With the odours of the forest,
With the dew and damp of meadows