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Metaphor
Simile
Symbolism
Literary Devices
Figurative Language
"Eloquently praised my golden hair," this gives the reader a sense of sight in that it is describing the beauty of her hair. "Compared my eyes and beauty to the flare," in this quote, we are shown how this woman's beauty was beyond belief. "Love bent the bow," this is describing Cupid and his "love arrows" being shot at the man. "Make me a slave," this appeals the the readers sympathy in that this woman has been misused and mislead in the relationship. "I am outraged with anger," this sows just how sick and tired of her lover and his lies she is even though he's dead.
Allusion
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Personification
Italian-Petrarchian
Simile Metaphor
"Eyes and beuaty to the flare." "You're martyrdom is as hard as my black dawn."
Paraphrase
What good is it to me if you praised me in the past yet you are dead now.
You said that our love was equal to Cupid's bow sending the love that brought you grief.
Where did your sadness go?
Our love went with you to the grave.
In promises beyond all thoughts
Your harsh wish was to enslave me
Beneath the understanding of you serving me!
Excuse me, buddy, but but it is now my turn to speak and you to listen!
Your actions have angered me and I seek revenge
My consolation is that wherever you end up your death is as hard as my daily life.
Speaker and Spoken
Speaker: An unamed young woman
Spoken To: Her unamed lover
Allusion: Cupid
Symbol: That death can hurt both people.
Purpose: To show that neither death nor betrayal can take away true love.
What good is it if long ago
you eloquently praised my golden hair,
compared my eyes and beauty to the flare
of two sunswhere, you say , love bent the bow
sending the darts that needled you with grief?
Where are your tears that faded in the ground?
your death? by which your constant love is bound
in oaths and honor now beyond belief?
Your brutal goal was to make me a slave
beneath the ruse of being served by you. Pardon me, friend, and for once her me through: i am outraged with anger and i rave. Yet i am sure, wherever you have gone your martyrdom is hard as my black dawn.
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