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ADIEU, O soldier!

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Brandon Booher

on 16 December 2013

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Transcript of ADIEU, O soldier!

Brandon's Poem Project
Before The Battle
Connotation: "Springing" it means to jump or move suddenly, Thomas Moore implies that they are gaining hope, it is used because it evokes an excited tone
Imagery: "Golden evening" the sight of a golden evening evokes an emotion of beauty, it says that the "golden evening falls" meaning an end of beauty
Simile: "Like the day-star in the wave" the day-star is referring to the soldier not knowing if he will live or die, it is used because day-star is a new day and the soldier does not know what is to come
Metaphor: "Midst the dew-fall of a nation's tears" this is comparing the tears of a country to the dew falling, it is used because dew falls daily and a country at war cries daily
Personification: "night shall lie" the night is described as laying down, is is used because Thomas Moore wants to show that all is calm because the battle is not going on at this time
Symbol: none
Allusion: none
Tone: serious and sad
Refrain: none
Stanza: four
Theme: freedom and victory is not earned easily
Speaker: a soldier
A Cliff Dwelling
Connotation: none
Imagery: "Golden Sky" the sight evokes an emotion of beauty and nature, Robert Frost wants the reader to know are out in in a place of beauty
Simile: none
Metaphor: "Golden sky" to "sandy plain" the Robert Frost is saying that the golden sky is as big and open as a sandy plain
Personification: none
Symbol: "callus on his soul" callus means a thickened and hardened part of the skin, figuratively it meant that is was a hardened part of his soul, it is used because the person being described has a hardened soul
Allusion: none
Tone: Robert Frost's tone is mysterious, he uses it because he is talking about hiding from something of the past
Refrain: none
Stanza: one
Theme:everyone has something in their soul they want to keep hidden
Speaker: unknown
Daybreak in Alabama
Connotation: none
Imagery: "Scent of pine needles" the smell evokes a happy emotion, it is used because pine is a good smell so Langston Hughes is trying to evoke good emotion
Simile: "Natural as dew" Langthon Hughes compares touching others with kind fingers to being as natural as dew falling, this is used because dew falls every day and Langston Hughes thinks kindness should happen every day
Metaphor: none
Personification: none
Symbol: none
Allusion: none
Tone: Langston Hughes is wishful and excited about fulfilling his goal, he uses this because he is looking forward to be becoming a composer and writing music about what he was describing
Refrain: "When i become a composer" Langston Hughes uses this because this is a goal of his which he wants to complete badly
Stanza: one
Theme: The theme is that there are many beautiful things in nature
Speaker: unknown
A Thunderstorm in Town
Connotation: none
Imagery: "pelting storm" it evokes the emotion of sadness and loss, it is used because Thomas Hardy wants to illustrate his sadness by following what he thought he should do
Simile: none
Metaphor: none
Personification: "sharp sad pain" The pain is described as sadness, Thomas Hardy uses it because the speaker is sad
Symbol: none
Allusion: "The horse had stopped" this is referring to history, he is in a sad situation so he wants a gloomy setting
Tone: remorse
Refrain: none
Stanza: two
Theme: follow your instinct
Speaker: unknown
Adieu To a Soldier
Connotation: "rude campaigning" the implied meaning is that the campaign is difficult and tiring the real definition is discourteous or impolite. It is used because it shows the difficulties of life as a soldier
Imagery: "red battles" Red uses sight, it evokes sadness because red is the color of blood which has to do with death. It is used to evoke sadness
Simile: none
Metaphor: "the strong, terrific game" is comparing a battle to a game. It is used to show the comparison of strategy involved in both a battle and a game
Personification: "battles give expression" this is showing that the battle is showing an expression, it is used because he wants to show that the battle is expressed as bad
Symbol: none
Allusion: none
Tone: sad and serious. It is used because war is not a happy thing
Refrain: "Adieu" this is used because because the speaker is addressing a fellow soldier
Stanza: two stanzas
Theme: war is terrible to take part in
Speaker: a soldier
ADIEU, O soldier!
You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)
The rapid march, the life of the camp,
The hot contention of opposing fronts--the long manoeuver,
Red battles with their slaughter,--the stimulus--the strong, terrific
Spell of all brave and manly hearts--the trains of Time through you,
and like of you, all fill'd,
With war, and war's expression.

Adieu, dear comrade!
Your mission is fulfill'd--but I, more warlike,
Myself, and this contentious soul of mine, 10
Still on our own campaigning bound,
Through untried roads, with ambushes, opponents lined,
Through many a sharp defeat and many a crisis--often baffled,
Here marching, ever marching on, a war fight out--aye here,
To fiercer, weightier battles give expression.

Walt Whitman
There sandy seems the golden sky
And golden seems the sandy plain.
No habitation meets the eye
Unless in the horizon rim,
Some halfway up the limestone wall,
That spot of black is not a stain
Or shadow, but a cavern hole,
Where someone used to climb and crawl
To rest from his besetting fears.
I see the callus on his soul
The disappearing last of him
And of his race starvation slim,
Oh years ago - ten thousand years.

Robert Frost

A Thunderstorm in Town
She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,
And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,
Within the hansom's dry recess,
Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless
We sat on, snug and warm.

Then the downpour ceased, to my sharp sad pain,
And the glass that had screened our forms before
Flew up, and out she sprang to her door:
I should have kissed her if the rain
Had lasted a minute more.

Thomas Hardy

When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew.
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field daisy eyes
Of black and white black white black people
And I'm gonna put white hands
And black hands and brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music when I
Get to be a composer
And write about daybreak
In Alabama.

Langston Hughes
By the hope within us springing,
Herald of to-morrow's strife;
By that sun, whose light is bringing
Chains or freedom, death or life --
Oh! remember life can be
No charm for him, who lives not free!
Like the day-star in the wave,
Sinks a hero in his grave,
'Midst the dew-fall of a nation's tears.

Happy is he o'er whose decline
The smiles of home may soothing shine,
And light him down the steep of years:
But oh, how blest they sink to rest,
Who close their eyes on victory's breast!

O'er his watch-fire's fading embers
Now the foeman's cheek turns white,
When his heart that field remembers,
Where we tamed his tyrant might.
Never let him bind again
A chain like that we broke from then.
Hark! the horn of combat calls --
Ere the golden evening falls,
May we pledge that horn in triumph round.

Many a heart that now beats high,
In slumber cold at night shall lie,
Nor waken even at victory's sound: --
But oh how blest that hero's sleep,
O'er whom a wondering world shall weep!

Thomas Moore
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