Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, June 1, 2012

Paraphrasing Poetry

Paraphrasing Poetry
My Love is like a red, red rose
By: Robert Burns
A man who falling in love with a girl. His feelings are compared to a flower that newly sprung. So, his feelings are fresh. His feeling also compared to a melody, which can replayed and explore over and over. He talk that the girl is pretty, he loving her so deep.  He will love the girl until the seas gang dry, the rock melted with the sun and the sands shall run. He will come again to meet the girl although the distance is so far.

I carry your heart
By: e.e cummings
It can mean remembering a lost lover or the heart life gave him. He say thank you to life, since it gave him ability to do things, he would be lost without it.

Fear No More

Fear No More

Fear no more the heat o' the sun;
Nor the furious winter's rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney sweepers come to dust.

Fear no more the frown of the great,
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke:
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dread thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan;
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.

No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave! 

William Shakespeare

1.      Paraphrase

Stanza 1: in the first stanza, the writer seems to address the dearest who has seems died.