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20 Cards in this Set
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Alliteration
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"A moist young moon hung above the mist of a neighboring meadow."
(Vladimir Nabokov) |
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Assonance
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"Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin' my ash
Runnin with my money, son, go out with a blast." (Busta Rhymes) |
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Blank Verse
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I miss the keyboard,
even the pen that always leaks, leaving behind trademark blots of blue ink. Sometimes I try to I remember. Those days I would write and publish, but now my refrigerator door stays empty and cold. Magnetic fruit beg for a purpose. I sit. At a blank screen where the cruel cursor winks at me, in mockery. I used to know how. I would type and create masterpieces. In just thirty minutes, I'd have my own Bob Ross painting. But now the words vanish, as I search for the next thing to write ... (By Jaime W., New City, NY) |
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Caesura
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This mortal abolition
IS seldom, but as fair As Apparition---subject To autocratic air. (Emily Dickinson). |
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Closed form
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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. I have seen roses damask’d, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare |
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Couplet
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"Whether or not we find what we are seeking is idle, biologically speaking." (Edna Saint Vincent Millay)
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Dactyl
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Just for a handful of silver he left us
Just for a riband to stick in his coat |
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Epic
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“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
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Figurative Language
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"All the world's a stage" Frost often referred to them simply as "figures."
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Foot
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Free verse
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After the Sea-Ship—after the whistling winds;
After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks, |
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Image
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"The Shepherd's Hour,
The Moon is red through horizon's fog." "In a dancing mist the hazy meadow sleeps." (Paul Verlaine) |
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Lyric poem
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The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place; (A. E. Housman) |
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Metaphor
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"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun"
(William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet.) |
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Meter
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When I..|..con SID..|..er HOW..|..my LIFE..|..is SPENT
Ere HALF..|..my DAYS..|..in THIS..|..dark WORLD..|..and WIDE |
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Onomatopoeia
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From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells - From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. (Edgar Allen Poe: The Bells) |
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Personification
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"The road isn't built that can make it breathe hard!"
(slogan for Chevrolet automobiles) |
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Quatrain
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Round, round, the root do's run;
And being ravisht thus, Come, I will drink a Tun To my Propertius. (Robert Herrick's "To Live Merrily, and to Trust to Good Verses") |
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Ode
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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, - That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. |
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Epigram
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"I am not young enough to know everything." (Oscar Wilde)
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