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Poem Project by: Nathalie Barbeau

My lids closed down—yet through their veil

I saw him blazing still;

And bathe in gold the misty dale,

And flash upon the hill.

I turned me to the pillow then

To call back Night, and see

Your worlds of solemn light, again

Throb with my heart and me!

It would not do—the pillow glowed

And glowed both roof and floor,

And birds sang loudly in the wood,

And fresh winds shook the door.

Paraphrase

A woman is enjoying her peaceful sleep when the sun starts to break through into her room. She describes how she enjoys gazing into the stars and how she loves to dream. She is upset that the serenity of a peaceful dream must be awoken by the light from the sun. As much as she tries to avoid the sun, it is still there. The sun is a “man.” She hears the sounds of the morning through her window. She wishes that she could sleep through the day and wake at night because the day feeds on the tears and suffering of the people.

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Facts

Ah! Why Because the Dazzling Sun by: Emily Brontë

Analysis

Tone: serene and agitated

Figures of Speech used:

  • simile
  • metaphors
  • parallelism
  • repetition
  • consonance

Shift: Why did the morning rise to break

So great, so pure a spell,

And scorch with fire the tranquil cheek

Where your cool radiance fell?

  • Emily and her sisters wrote and published a book of poetry; Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell.
  • only 2 copies of that book sold
  • her novel Wuthering Heights sold 4x as many copies after the Twilight films came out because it was known as Bella and Edward's favorite book
  • Her father never knew she was writing Wuthering Heights, and never read it

Ah! why, because the dazzling sun

Restored my earth to joy

Have you departed, every one,

And left a desert sky?

All through the night, your glorious eyes

Were gazing down in mine,

And with a full heart's thankful sighs

I blessed that watch divine!

I was at peace, and drank your beams

As they were life to me

And revelled in my changeful dreams

Like petrel on the sea.

Thought followed thought—star followed star

Through boundless regions on,

While one sweet influence, near and far,

Thrilled through and proved us one.

Why did the morning rise to break

So great, so pure a spell,

And scorch with fire the tranquil cheek

Where your cool radiance fell?

Blood-red he rose, and arrow-straight,

His fierce beams struck my brow;

The soul of Nature sprang elate,

But mine sank sad and low!

The curtains waved, the wakened flies

Were murmuring round my room,

Imprisoned there, till I should rise

And give them leave to roam.

O Stars and Dreams and Gentle Night;

O Night and Stars return!

And hide me from the hostile light

That does not warm, but burn—

That drains the blood of suffering men;

Drinks tears, instead of dew:

Let me sleep through his blinding reign,

And only wake with you!

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