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Tag Archives: Shakespeare
Poem Memory Tip # 3
Some forms of poetry have a specific number of words or syllables. Most, or at least many, sonnets contain 14 lines, each with 10 syllables. Knowing a pattern like the number of syllables in a line, or a particular rhyme … Continue reading
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Sonnet 128
William Shakespeare How oft when thou, my music, music play’st, Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway’st The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap, … Continue reading
Poem Memory Tip # 7
Some poems contain a line that seems almost perfect. Or if not perfect, at least rare, clever, beautiful, and therefore, completely memorable. I recently finished memorizing Shakespeare’s Sonnet 99 and recited it to my bride on our 3oth wedding anniversary … Continue reading
Sonnet 99
William Shakespeare The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love’s breath? The purple pride which on the soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love’s veins … Continue reading