I need someone to paraphrase this poem and pick out Figurative Language.
Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
To and fro they went
Thro' my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.
Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.
Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried
`Splendid is the flower.'
Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.
And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Need Help with poem!?
C'mon--do your homework...
Reply:when you are looking for figurative language the things you need to pick out are: personification, similies, and metaphors, but i am not going to find those in your poem for you because it is your work
Payday Loan
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment