How can we identify the rhyme scheme of any poem?
The rhyme scheme of any poem can be identified by observing the words at the end of each line. Beginning with the very first line, we denote it to have a rhyme (let it be ‘a’) and all subsequent lines that have similar sounding words as the last words follow suit and are denoted as ‘a’.This would be clear with some examples from varied rhyme schemes.abab ( Alternate rhyme)Let us consider the poem ‘Invictus’ by William E. Henley:InvictusOut of the night that covers me,Black as the pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstanceI have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the yearsFinds and shall find me unafraid.It matters not how strait the gate,How charged with punishments the scroll,I am the master of my fate,I am the captain of my soul.We can note that in the first quatrain ( stanza of 4 lines), the words at the end i.e. “me” rhymes with “be” and “pole” rhymes with “soul”. Hence, the rhyme scheme is abab. This can be noticed throughout the poem.2. abba ( Enclosed rhyme)Let us consider the poem ‘ On His Being Arrived to the Age of Twenty-Three’ by John Milton:On His Being Arrived to the Age of Twenty-ThreeHow soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year!My hasting days fly on with full career,But my late spring no bud or blossom shew’th.Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth,That I to manhood am arrived so near,And inward ripeness doth much less appear,That some more timely-happy spirits indu’th.Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow,It shall be still in strictest measure evenTo that same lot, however mean or high,Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven,All is, if I have grace to use it so,As ever in my great Task-master’s eye.As one can mark here, the last word in the first line “youth” rhymes with the last word in fourth line “shew’th”. The last word in second line “year” rhymes with last word in the third line “career”. Clearly, the rhyme scheme is abba here.There are numerous styles of rhyme schemes a poet may use for making his/her poetry striking and pleasing to the ear.
Why did Allah promise to give Muslim men 72 virgins in heaven?
I’m pretty sure that it’s not in the Qu’ran but in some minor hadith.And it’s not virgins, it’s houris, who are beautiful feminine spirit creatures. The (mis)translation into “virgin” is later. Finally, the promise is made only to martyrs.Now consider the case. After hejirah, the Prophet and his followers were exiled to Medinah and were fighting various wars against the Meccans. As a leader of men, he had to encourage them to go out and fight. These were young men who would rather have stayed at home with their wives and girlfriends. Wouldn’t you? But instead, they were being encouraged to go and fight the Meccans, and there was a good chance that they would be killed. If they were killed in the fight for the faith, they would become martyrs and the seventy-two houris might make up for missing out on life with wives and girlfriends at home. So the promise was intended to motivate young men to go and fight - but it was clear that you couldn’t become a martyr deliberately.As to seventy-two, it’s six dozen. Like the ninety-nine names for God, it’s a poetic way of saying “lots”.
What was Satan's name while in heaven?
The Bible is the chief source of evidence.There he is repeatedly referred to by name (Satan 52 times, Devil 33 times).Believing that Satan exists does not mean accepting the idea that he has horns, a pointed tail, and a pitchfork and that he roasts people in a fiery hell.The Bible gives no such description of Satan.That is the product of the minds of medieval artists who were influenced by representations of the mythological Greek god Pan and by the *Inferno *written by the Italian poet Dante Alighieri.The name Lucifer only appears in one story and seems to be referring to the Babylonian king, not the devil himself. In many translations the name doesn't appear at all.
Did Lelouch from Code Geass go to heaven or hell? C.C was talking to Lelouch facing the sky in the wagon?
That's the twist of the story.. The authors left it so that it is up to us, the viewers, to decide whether Lelouch died or not.. At one point of the Anime, Lelouch kills his father along with their perfect world.. His Father, who has a Code (which makes him immortal), before dying, grabbed Lelouch by the neck and i assume that he transferred his Code onto Lelouch.. With this in mind, at the end of Code Geass where Suzaku, dressed as Zero stabs and kills Lelouch, he does not really die. The Code starts to have effects and proof of this is that Nunally could somehow see a flashback of Lelouch's past when she touched him.. This being said, we can now conclude that Lelouch did not die and that he is now immortal with both the Code and the Geass.. Hence the name of the Anime, Code Geass.. When C.C talks to Lelouch in the wagon, she slightly looks up.. In my opinion, this is because Lelouch was the one driving the carriage. Lelouch and C.C now travel from place to place hiding Lelouch's identity because everyone is supposedly thinking that he is dead.. The original Japanese scene, where a bit of the driver of the wagon was shot on screen has been removed in order to add more mystery to it.. But if you watch the original, you will see that the driver has a similar face and smirk as Lelouch.. Here is a link to the original scene: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gdb674lLlFk Skip to 2:21 to see the exact scene :)
I need some trippy poems not with any drug names in them though please and thanks!?
E.E. Cummings, my friend. E.E. Cummings. I have discovered nothing trippier. Or, try Emily Dickinson. : )
Who is a great poet of classic poet..?
The following link lists all known published works by the classical poets. http://www.emule.com/poetry/?page=author... My favorite classic poets are: Keats, Wadsworth-Longfellow, Wordsworth, Whitman, Chaucer, and Robert Frost. And lets not forget the true word-smythe who crafted Beowulf. Wow!!! Of course, John Milton's "Paradise Lost" and "Paradise Regained", contain some pretty serious food for thought. And, Pushkin's "An Invocation" is absolutely moving. As far as understandability, I'd go with any one of the Bronte sisters. Their works should be pretty easily translatable into current day terms. ______________________________________... " An Invocation" by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin O if it's true that in the night, When rest the living in their havens And liquid rays of lunar light Glide down on tombstones from the heavens, O if it's true that still and bare Are then the graves until aurora -- I call the shade, I wait for Laura: To me, my friend, appear, appear! Beloved shadow, come to me As at our parting -- wintry, ashen In your last minutes' agony; Emerge in any form or fashion: A distant star across the sphere, A gentle sound, a puff of air or The most appalling wraith of terror, I care not how: appear, appear!.. I call you -- not to speak my scorn Of people whose ill-fated malice Has killed my friend, and not to learn The secrets of the nether-palace, And not because a doubt may tear My heart at times... but as I suffer, I want to say that still I love her, That still I'm yours: appear, appear!
What’s your favorite poem or saying?
Something told the wild geese It was time to go; Though the fields lay golden Something whispered, - 'snow'. Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed, But beneath warm feathers Something cautioned, - 'frost'.All the sagging orchards Steamed with amber spice, But each wild breast stiffened At remembered ice.Something told the wild geese It was time to fly - Summer sun was on their wings, Winter in their cry.-Rachel Lyman FieldIt’s not a particularly complex poem. I was taught it in grade school when I was about 8 years old. The rhyme scheme is couplets, the rhythm is iambic pentameter, I think it was the very first poetic structure I was ever taught in school. It’s not modern like free-verse, nor is it all that deep or meaningful.I fell in love with it the very first time I saw it. When I read this poem, I can feel the late summer sun on my face. I can smell the hint of snow on the air. I can see the ruffling wing feathers of a Canada goose. Above all, I can hear the cry of the geese. With that sound I am immersed in the moment captured here by Rachel Field. She creates it so completely that when that final line is read, I am there.That is what poetry is supposed to be about.