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What is Anaphora

“To raise a happy, healthy, and hopeful child, it takes

a family; it takes teachers; it takes clergy; it takes

business people; it takes community leaders; it takes

those who protect our health and safety.

It takes all of us.”

1,2

A robin my cat once befriendedTill one day the relationship ended

I came home to findMy cat changed her mind

For from her a mouth a feather extended

What is a limerick

1,3

The fog comeson little cat feet.

It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunches

and then moves on.

What is personification

1,4

His dark eyes dared me with danger

What is alliteration

2,1

“Oh, my piglets, we are the origins of war—not history’s forces, nor the times, nor

justice, nor the lack of it, nor causes, nor religions, nor ideas, nor kinds government

—not any other thing. We are the killers.”

What is polysyndeton

2,2

The red blossom bends 

and drips its dew to the ground. 

Like a tear it falls

What is Haiku

2,3

The willow is like an etching,Fine-lined against the sky.

The ginkgo is like a crude sketch,Hardly worthy to be signed.

The willow’s music is like a soprano,Delicate and thin.

The ginkgo’s tune is like a chorusWith everyone joining in.

What is a simile

2,4

From the molten-golden notes,

What is assonance

3,1

Oh, Spring Break! When will you come?

What is an apostrophe

3,2

'Twas Friday morn when we set sail, And we had not got far from land,

When the Captain, he spied a lovely mermaid, With a comb and a glass in her hand.

 Chorus

Oh the ocean waves may roll, And the stormy winds may blow,

While we poor sailors go skipping aloft And the land lubbers lay down below, below, below

And the land lubbers lay down below.

What is a ballad

3,3

My family is an expired firecrackerset off by the blowtorch of divorce. We lay

scattered in many directions.My father is the wick, badly burnt

but still glowing softly.My mother is the blackened paper fluttering down,blowing this way and that, unsure where to land.

My sister is the fallen, colorful parachute,lying in a tangled knot, unable to see the beauty she

holds.My brother is the fresh, untouched powder that

was protected from the flame. And I,I am the singed, outside papers, curled away

from everything, silently cursingthe blowtorch

What is a metaphor

3,4

Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells

What is consonance

4,1

My vegetable love should grow / Vaster than empires, and more slow; / A hundred years should go to praise / Thine eyes and on thine forehead gaze/ Two hundred to adore each breast, / But thirty thousand to the rest

What is hyperbole

4,2

I DREAM'D in a dream I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the    whole of the rest of the earth,

  I dream'd that was the new city of Friends,  Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love, it led

    the rest,  It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,

  And in all their looks and words.

What is free verse

4,3

I Swear I Only Napped a MinuteEyes fluttered shut

Drool formed a poolThe nap was only to last a minute

The sun setWinters came and went

The nap was only to last a minuteWrinkles formed

Young men grew white beardsThe nap may have lasted more than a minute

What is hyperbole

4,4

“I heard the ripple washing in the reeds /And the wild water lapping on the crag”

What is onomatopoeia

5,1

What is an epiphany

There’s a wonderful moment in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy realizes that she has had the power

to return home all along.

5,2

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of being and ideal grace.I love thee to the level of every day's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

What is a sonnet

5,3

“When I was a child, I spake as a child,I understood as a child, I thought as a child.”

What is epiphora

5,4

His thoughts thoroughly withered as he delivered his heinous and despicable speech.

What is assonance , consonance, and alliteration