POEM 1
 She used to let her golden hair fly free
For the wind to toy and tangle and molest;
Her eyes were brighter than the radiant west.
(Seldom they shine so now.) I used to see
Pity look out of those deep eyes on me.
(“It was false pity,” you would now protest.)
I had love’s tinder 1 heaped within my breast:
What wonder that the flame burned furiously?
She did not walk in any mortal way,
But with angelic progress; when she spoke,
Unearthly voices sang in unison.
She seemed divine among the dreary folk
Of earth. You say she is not so today?
Well, though the bow’s unbent, 2 the wound bleeds on.
POEM 2
 When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless 1 cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope 2 ,
With what I most enjoy contented least.
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply 3 I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen 4 earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
POEM 3
 Zephyr 1 returns, and scatters everywhere
New flowers and grass, and company does bring,
Procne and Pliopmel, 2 in sweet despair,
And all the tender colors of the Spring.
Never were fields so glad, nor skies so fair:
And Jove exults in Venus 3 prospering.
Love is in all the water, earth, and air,
And love possesses every living thing.
But to me only heavy sighs return
For her who carried in her little hand
My heart’s key to her heavenly sojourn.
The birds sing loud above the flowering land;
Ladies are gracious now. –Where deserts burn
The beasts still prowl on the ungreening sand.
POEM 4
 Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments 1 . Love is not love
Which alters 2 when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixéd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark 3 ,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken 4 ,
Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass 5 come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom 6 .
If this be error, and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Poem 1
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Rhyme Scheme
Topic
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Poem 2
Poem 3
Poem 4
THE SONNET
A specific type of poetry
CHARACTERISTICS
14 lines
Iambic pentameter
 iamb- pair of syllables: one stressed, one unstressed
(like a heartbeat)
 Pentameter- 5 iambs per line is the meter
So how many syllables will be in each line?
COUNT:
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
These are the first 2 lines from a sonnet by
Shakespeare. What you hear is iambic
pentameter. 
GENERAL POETRY STUFF
Paragraphs in poetry are called ______.
A 2-line rhymed stanza is a _couplet_.
A 3-line stanza is a _triplet or tercet_.
A 4-line stanza is a _quatrain_.
A 5-line stanza is a _cinquain_.
A 6-line stanza is a _sestet or sextet_.
7-lines _septet_.
8-lines _octave_.
T YPES OF SONNETS
Italian, or Petrarchan
 Has an octave and a sestet
 The octave (generally) presents a problem or ideal
 The sestet (generally) gives a resolution or realizes
the ideal
The volta, or turn, occurs at the shift from
problem to solution/answer
T YPES OF SONNETS
Shakespearean, or English
 Has three quatrains and a couplet
 Usually the rhyme scheme is ABAB CDCD EFEF GG
 Quatrains may each express a thought or may each
express the same thing with a different metaphor
 The couplet provides a commentary or closure
 Volta may be at line 9 or the couplet
T YPES OF SONNETS
The Spenserian
 Combines Italian and Shakespearean
 Three quatrains and a couplet, but with intertwining
rhyme
 ABAB BCBC CDCD EE
 Volta is generally at the couplet
SONNET TOPICS AND TONES
Often about love or a woman
Tone of admiration
FRIDAY RIDDLE:
What question can you never
honestly answer yes to?
FRIDAY RIDDLE:
Feed me and I live, give me drink
and I die. What am I?