Poetry Review

His was a long lean sallow face,

He sat with half-shut eyes,

Like an old sailor in a ship

Becalmed 'neath tropic skies..

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.8.5

Louisa laid her lesson book

On the cold window-sill;

And in the sleepy sunshine house

Went softly down, until

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.8.4

Follow to the wild-briar dingle,

Where we seek to intermingle,

And the violet tells her tale

To the odor-scented gale,

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.8.5

The breeze blows cool and there are stars and stars

Beyond the dark, soft masses of the elms

That whisper things in windy tones and light.

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.6.4

You are a lovely July-flower,

Yet one rude wind, or ruffling shower,

Will force you hence, (and in an hour.)

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.8.5

While coasting o'er the treacherous ice,

These precious pearls of great price,

The elder Ruby, the daughter,

Was rescued from the ice cold water.

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.6.4

CCSS.RL.8.4

Think now how mother she adored

Her sweet dear child to her restored,

And her boundless gratitude

Unto the author of all good.

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.8.4

Another morning's banners are unfurled -

Another day looks smiling on the world.

It holds new laurels for thy soul to win;

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.6.4

CCSS.RL.8.4

There was an Old Person whose habits,

Induced him to feed upon Rabbits;

When he'd eaten eighteen,

He turned perfectly green,

Upon which he relinquished those habits.

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.5

CCSS.RL.6.4

I've sought forgetfulness in love, but failed,

Since love for me is just a bed of nails

• metaphor

• simile

• personification

• hyperbole

Tags

CCSS.RL.7.4

CCSS.RL.7.10

CCSS.RL.7.5

CCSS.RL.8.10

CCSS.RL.6.4