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Masculine rhyme

Feminine rhyme

I am Sam,

Sam I am,

Do you like green eggs and ham?

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Zombies are dead

And so are you!

Italian

"Petrarchan"

ABBAABBA / CDECDE

ABBAABBA / CDCDCD

English

"Shakespearean"

ABAB / CDCD / EFEF / GG

begin

beGIN

ending

ENDing

pineapple

PINEapple

potato

poTAYto

volunteer

volunTEER

iambic pentameter

When I consider how my light is spent

Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,

And that one talent which is death to hide,

Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent

To serve therewith my Maker, and present

My true account, lest he returning chide;

"Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"

I fondly ask; but Patience to prevent

That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need

Either man's work or his own gifts; who best

Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state

Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed

And post o'er land and ocean without rest;

They also serve who only stand and wait."

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, 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.

So much that I'd rather use that than a rhyme scheme!

Definitive, thought-out narrative structure

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed,

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,

Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet 29

Self-pity; Emo

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself, and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least;

Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;

For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

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Shakespeare's

Summer < You

Turn

Joy from YOU

You > Summer

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Will Shakespeare &

Sonnets

Thou'st homework:

2-syllable rhyme

female / email

male / fail

single-syllable rhyme

  • Length (14)
  • Rhyme scheme
  • Poetic meter scheme
  • Defined thought structure

I love iambic pentameter!

(blank verse)

Foot Adjective Stress

believe

penta = 5

buh LEAVE

Meter

Iamb Iambic u + /

Trochee Trochaic / + u

Spondee Spondaic / + /

Pyrrhic Pyrrhic u + u

Dactyl Dactylic / + u + u

Amphibrach Amphibrachic u + / + u

Anapest Anapestic u + u + /

= 5

in the iambic style

couplet

quatrain

sestet

quatrain

octave

quatrain

VS

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"On his blindness"

by John Milton

Sonnet 130

by William Shakespeare

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u / u / u / u / u / (u)

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou growest;

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Shakespeare's

"Sonnet 18"

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