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Alone by Edgar Allan Poe
Transcript of Alone by Edgar Allan Poe
The poem uses sight.
Example - "From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain,"
"From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,"
"From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,"
"From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form"
"(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view"
The overall mood of the poem is loneliness. An example of a phrase that projects this mood would be -"Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn" The poem is about how lonely he felt. It is Poe's most personal poem.
The figurative language used in this poem are metaphors and personification, which metaphor is used in line 4, lines 14-17, and the last 4 lines, and personification is used for the last 3 lines.
By adding personification and metaphors Poe wants you to understand how other people think and how he viewed the world. I think Poe was trying to say that because he had a hard life as a child he felt alone. The title itself gives away what the poem is about. The theme of the poem was that having a hard life as a child can make you often feel alone, even in the brightest moments of your life. Side A Alone By Edgar Allan Poe Toby Wood
Jonathan Avita-Shore The rhyme scheme in this poem is
AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK Rhyme doesn't really affect the reader, however it helps the reader memorize the poem easier. From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then-in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life-was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view. Theme