Week 9

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meter

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D- The regular pattern or measurable repetition of accented and unaccented syllables in verse.

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scansion

Back 2

D- Process of defining the metrical form of a poem

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feet

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D- One basic unit of meter that consists of stressed and unstressed syllables

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iamb

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D- Metrical foot that consists of unstressed stressed syllables. ̆ ́

E- Th ̆e o ́n|l ̆y ne ́ws | ̆I kn ́ow

I ̆s bu ́ll| ̆eti ́ns |a ̆ll da ́y

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troche

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D- Metrical foot that consists of stressed unstressed syllables. ́

E- Th ́e Gr ̆izz|l ́y B ̆ear | i ́s hu ̆ge |an ́d wi ̆ld;

H ́e h ̆as |d ́evo ̆ur|e ́d a ̆n |i ́nfa ̆nt |c ́hil ̆d.

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anapest

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D- Metrical foot that consists of unstressed unstressed stressed syllables. ̆ ̆ ́

E- Th ̆e A ̆ssy ́r|i ̆an ca ̆me do ́wn| lik ̆e th ̆e wo ́lf |o ̆n t ̆he fo ́ld,

A ̆nd h ̆is c ́o|h ̆orts we ̆re gle ́am|in ̆g i ̆n pu ́rp|l ̆e an ̆d go ́ld;

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dactylic

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D- Metrical foot that consists of stressed unstressed unstressed syllables. ́ ̆

E- H ́alf ̆a lea ̆gue,| ha ́lf ̆a lea ̆gue,

H ́alf ̆a lea ̆gue |o ́nw ̆ard,

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spondee

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D- Metrical foot that consists of stressed stressed syllables. ́ ́

E- I ́f ́I |d ́o pr ́ove| her h ́aggard,

Though that her jesses were my dear he ́art-stri ́ngs,

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pyrrhic

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D- Metrical foot that consists of unstressed unstressed syllables. ̆ ̆

E- "My way | i ̆ s t ̆ o | begin | wi ̆ th th ̆ e | beginning."

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amphilbrach

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D- Metrical foot that consists of unstressed stressed unstressed syllables. ̆ ́

E- R ̆ele ́as’d fr ̆om | th ̆e no ́ise o ̆f |th ̆e bu ́tche ̆r |a ̆nd b ́ake ̆r

Wh ̆o, m ́y ol ̆d| frie ̆nds b ́e than ̆ked,| di ̆d se ́ldo ̆m |f ̆orsa ́ke he ̆r,

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metrical lines-

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D- Another basic unit of meter that is measured by naming the number of feet.

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monometer

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D- one foot

E- Thus I

Passe by,

And die:

As One,

Unknown,

And gon:

I’m made

A shade,

And laid

I’th grave,

There have

My Cave.

Where tell

I dwell,

Farewell.

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dimeter

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D- two feet

E- When I |descend

Toward |the brink

I stand |and look

And stop| and drink

And bathe| my wings,

And chink, |and prink.'

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trimeter

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D- three feet

E- The on|ly news| I know

Is bul|letins| all day

From Im|mortal|ity.

The on|ly shows| I see,

Tomor|row and| Today,

Perchance| Eter|nity.

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tetrameter

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D- four feet

E- And did |those feet |in an|cient time

Walk up|on En|gland’s moun|tains green?

And was| the hol|y Lamb |of God

On En|gland’s pleas|ant past|ures seen?

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pentameter

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D- five feet

E- Batter |my heart| three-person|ed God,| for you

as yet| but knock,|breathe, shine |and seek| to mend

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hexameter

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D- six feet

E- Nor a | ny o | ther wold | like Cot | swold e | ver sped,So rich | and fair | a vale | in for | tuning | to wed.

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heptameter

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D- seven feet

E- Now Sam | McGee | was from Tenn|essee, | where the co|tton blooms | and blows.

Why he |left his |home in |the South |to roam 'round the |Pole, God |only knows.