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sonnet 104 assignment

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zach korchak

on 21 September 2012

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Transcript of sonnet 104 assignment

Sonnet 104
Zach and Mark
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand,
Steal from his figure and no pace perceived;
So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,
Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived:
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead. Good friends will not get tired of each other from the first time I saw you your beauty is still the same Three cold winters took away some of summers beauty We watched three beautiful springs turn into colourful autumn In all the seasons I have seen The scents of April burned into the hot Junes You look as fresh and young as when I first saw you Your beauty moves away like the hand of a clock and will start to lose value at a time that is not yet predicted Who is the speaker?
What kind of person are they? your beauty seems unchanged But it is really moving forward and my eyes are deceived In fear that your beauty is changing, hear this, future generations the greatest beauty died before you were born SONNET 104 The speaker of the poem is the author.
They are a very appreciative person because
they appreciate the beauty of their friend and
how things change with time. The speaker is talking to a good friend whom he has known a long time. Who is the speaker talking to? Who is the intended audience? What is the central purpose of what is being said? The intended audience is who the speaker is talking to. It is intended for someone who has a friend they are very close with. Explicit - Beauty does not lose value over time Implicit - True beauty lasts forever Consider the diction of the poem.
Point out words that are particularly well chosen and why. Beautious - describes the overall feeling of spring
Yellow - describes the different colours of autumn
Perfumes - describes the sweet scents of April
Cold - describes the feeling of winter Discuss the imagery in the poem.
Which of the five senses are appealed to in which images? Feeling - cold winters, hot Junes
Seeing - yellow autumn
Smelling - April perfumes Discuss the figurative language.
Point out examples and explain how they help reveal the poems theme. Alliteration - fair friend; eye I eyed
Simile - yet doth beauty, like a dial hand
Personification - shook three summers pride
Hyperbole - you can never be old;
beauty's summer dead These help restate the theme of the poem which is how the friend deals with them getting older and their beauty losing its value. The changing of the seasons and time symbolize how beauty is always moving forward like the time on a clock.

Also the three winters and summers symbolize three years. Point out and explain the functions of any symbols. The tone of this poem is sincere and loving as it states how beautiful the person is throughout the sonnet.

It reveals the theme because telling the friend that their beauty will change, you are being loving
and honest. Identify the tone of the poem. How does the tone reveal the theme. These help us describe the image given to us in the poem. It tells us how the seasons feel, smell and how they change.
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