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1 Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art : he want to be steadfast as star
2 Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night : but in opposite way he did not to
be lone in the night
3 And watching, with eternal lids apart, : and watching
4 Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, : =never sleep, doesnt move
5 The moving waters at their priestlike task : cleansing :
6 Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, : = dirtiness
7 Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask : layer
8 Of snow upon the mountains and the moors : represent inhabited, lonely
9 Noyet still stedfast, still unchangeable, :
10 Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, : want to sleep in her breast
11 To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, : feel her breathing, up and down
12 Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, : connect with eternal lids apart, wake
forever
13 Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, : want to hear her breath
14 And so live everor else swoon to death. : live in her breast forever or death
poetic device
- line 1: alliteration = star and stedfast
- line 1 : symbol = use the Bright Star as a highly resonant image brought in to
illustrate what he's talking about
- line 3: personification = eyelids
- line 4: personification = patient, sleepless
: simile : Like naturea patient
- line 9: repetition = still - still
: alliteration = still and steadfast
- line 11-12: repetition = for ever - for ever
: alliteration = feel - for - fall
= soft - swell - sweet
- line 13 : parallelism = still -still
- : alliteration = hear - her , tender - taken
1-5 ABABAB
theme: love
- inspiration from his love
Rose
- if you pick it with delicate, it will not prick you
- but if you pick it with careless, it will prick you
- blossom beautifully
- rise petals fall until every last petal is gone and the beauty of the rose can only
be remembered
- first love that begins beautifly but fades painfully but forever lies dormant in ones
heart as a seed that may blossom again with time.
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Aom : Who are you!! why are you at my home? please go out
John: hey wait wait I am John Keats, Romantic poet from England.
Aom: I have never heard this name. Could you please introduce yourself more
John : I was born in Moorgate, London, on 31 October 1795 and I was the oldest of my
parents four children. I left the school since I was young for studies to become a surgeon. I
became a licensed apothecary in 1816. But my career never truly took off. So, I increase my time
to the literature. My first extant poem, "An Imitation of Spenser, inspired by fellow poets, Leigh
Hunt and Lord Byron
Aom: Ohhh thats great, I want to know more about your poem
John : My style is sensual imaginary. Most of them are Odes in natural imagery. For
example, My famous work is "Ode on a Grecian Urn, "Ode to a Nightingale and La Belle Dame
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