is a finely crafted worthwhile experience. The octave's first two lines bravely and brazenly declare, "Down to the Puritan marrow of my bones/There's something in this richness that I hate." Then she claims, "I love the look, austere, immaculate,/Of landscapes drawn in pearly monotones."
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Elinor Wylie
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In the sestet, the Mother of Exiles speaks, "with silent lips": "Give me your tired, your poor,/
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free." The silent-lipped mother opens her arms to the world’s outcasts and lifts her light to guide their steps to their new home.
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Lazarus' ''The New Colossus'
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Again, the speaker startles the reader, by quickly reversing her claim that the carriage riders passed the setting sun; it appears that the sun actually passed the riders. And without further comment about the reversal, the speaker claims that a certain frigidness engulfed her as the air turned cold and dew began to form.
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Looking Back from Eternity
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By the last stanza, the speaker has descended into total madness as she screams: "There’s a stake in your fat black heart/And the villagers never liked you./They are dancing and stamping on you./They always knew it was you./Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through."
The poem is an example of contrived adolescent bullying of man who has died, and the reader has no evidence from the poem that he deserved any of the evil that has been heaped upon him.
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Plath's 'Daddy'
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And the heir, the child of such graces, will prove that the old man was a handsome beauty in his younger days by the very fairness and boundless beauty the child will possess, having inherited it from his well-endowed father: "Proving his beauty by succession thine!"
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Shakespeare Sonnet 2
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