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POETRY I
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POETRY I
MY SISTER’S SLEEP
By Dante Gabriel Rossetti
By Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The illustration of the poem
In this section, I would like to illustrate the poem stanza to stanza.
It told about the death of Margaret (the sister) on Christmas Eve. After long time in hospital(long-ungranted shade), finally the long misery of her illness was over when every body who loved her were tired and worried.
Her mother, who always stayed over there to accompany her time after time, got up from her place for the first time; sat and prayed.
While waiting for her in the hospital, she usually did something ( she had work-table and work to finish) lightened by the candle and sat near by her daughter laid so that she could watch her daughter event though she worked.
It was winter by which the thin and smooth light was shined by moon.
She was hospitalized in a ventilated room, very quite, where there was a small room with a round mirror.
The writer if the poem “I” had been there for nights to accompany Margaret. He was so tired and submissive; he was given up everything.
It was twelve sharp; times felt reduced; hope was getting over.
The mother stopped working (like sewing manually with hand). She put off her work, silken gown, in very carefully(in order not to make disturbance).
The Christmas day, when The Newly Born(Jesus), times felt so slowed down. It was time when people were usually happy including the mother even though her daughter was sick.
The mother went near Margaret with anxious. She was afraid of what was happening to Margaret. She directly checked her daughter condition.
She moved little bit and came to Margaret again. She acted as if something bad happened to Margaret. She was suddenly shocked and tortured in severe painful heart.
The “I” just hid his face, afraid of the reality taking over the nightmare. They were just kept silent, feeling deep sadness.
The mother bowed and cried. Her sadness spread to the atmosphere. The “I” said `that actually he knew his sister dead. Her sister was pale, white. She died in the Christmas Eve.
She died at oo.15 am.
They believed that she dies peacefully and rested in peace because she died right when it was Christmas, Jesus birthday. She was born to another phase of life, next-world.
figures of speech and imagery
· Of weary eyelids overweighed the pain naught else might yet relieve. Synecdoche>eye lids replace those people tiresome.
· At the length the long-unganted shade. Hyperbole> overstating the place where Margaret was hospitalized.
· Our mother who had leaned all day/ over the bed from chime to chime/ raised herself for the first time. Hyperbole
· For the glare made by candle. Personification
· The hollow halo it was in/ was like an icy crystal cup. Simile> the situation was cold, dim, and winter.
· With subtle sound of flame. Paradox
· By vents the firshine drove and reddened. Personification
· The mirror shed a clearness round. Personification
· I had been sitting up all nights Hyperbole
· My tired mind felt weak and blank. Personification
· Like a sharp strengthening wine it drank/ the stillness and broken lights. Personification
· Twelve struck/…crept off and then riffled silence spread again. Personification
· Like water that a pebble stirs. Simile > time goes on
· Heard the hours. Metaphor
· With anxious softly-stepping haste. Personification
· All the features seemed in pain. Synecdoche
· Her eyes gazed and yearned. Hyperbole
· Held my breath. Synecdoche
· There was `none spoken. Synecdoche> no one spoke
· And both my arms fell. Synecdoche> he fell on knee.
· And there, all white, my sister slept. Metaphor> she was` pale. It was in the winter.
· “Christ blessing on the newly born.” Paradox> it was one’s dead when the Christmas was.
3. The theme is about losing our beloved one is natural thing whenever it happens.
In this section, I would like to illustrate the poem stanza to stanza.
It told about the death of Margaret (the sister) on Christmas Eve. After long time in hospital(long-ungranted shade), finally the long misery of her illness was over when every body who loved her were tired and worried.
Her mother, who always stayed over there to accompany her time after time, got up from her place for the first time; sat and prayed.
While waiting for her in the hospital, she usually did something ( she had work-table and work to finish) lightened by the candle and sat near by her daughter laid so that she could watch her daughter event though she worked.
It was winter by which the thin and smooth light was shined by moon.
She was hospitalized in a ventilated room, very quite, where there was a small room with a round mirror.
The writer if the poem “I” had been there for nights to accompany Margaret. He was so tired and submissive; he was given up everything.
It was twelve sharp; times felt reduced; hope was getting over.
The mother stopped working (like sewing manually with hand). She put off her work, silken gown, in very carefully(in order not to make disturbance).
The Christmas day, when The Newly Born(Jesus), times felt so slowed down. It was time when people were usually happy including the mother even though her daughter was sick.
The mother went near Margaret with anxious. She was afraid of what was happening to Margaret. She directly checked her daughter condition.
She moved little bit and came to Margaret again. She acted as if something bad happened to Margaret. She was suddenly shocked and tortured in severe painful heart.
The “I” just hid his face, afraid of the reality taking over the nightmare. They were just kept silent, feeling deep sadness.
The mother bowed and cried. Her sadness spread to the atmosphere. The “I” said `that actually he knew his sister dead. Her sister was pale, white. She died in the Christmas Eve.
She died at oo.15 am.
They believed that she dies peacefully and rested in peace because she died right when it was Christmas, Jesus birthday. She was born to another phase of life, next-world.
figures of speech and imagery
· Of weary eyelids overweighed the pain naught else might yet relieve. Synecdoche>eye lids replace those people tiresome.
· At the length the long-unganted shade. Hyperbole> overstating the place where Margaret was hospitalized.
· Our mother who had leaned all day/ over the bed from chime to chime/ raised herself for the first time. Hyperbole
· For the glare made by candle. Personification
· The hollow halo it was in/ was like an icy crystal cup. Simile> the situation was cold, dim, and winter.
· With subtle sound of flame. Paradox
· By vents the firshine drove and reddened. Personification
· The mirror shed a clearness round. Personification
· I had been sitting up all nights Hyperbole
· My tired mind felt weak and blank. Personification
· Like a sharp strengthening wine it drank/ the stillness and broken lights. Personification
· Twelve struck/…crept off and then riffled silence spread again. Personification
· Like water that a pebble stirs. Simile > time goes on
· Heard the hours. Metaphor
· With anxious softly-stepping haste. Personification
· All the features seemed in pain. Synecdoche
· Her eyes gazed and yearned. Hyperbole
· Held my breath. Synecdoche
· There was `none spoken. Synecdoche> no one spoke
· And both my arms fell. Synecdoche> he fell on knee.
· And there, all white, my sister slept. Metaphor> she was` pale. It was in the winter.
· “Christ blessing on the newly born.” Paradox> it was one’s dead when the Christmas was.
3. The theme is about losing our beloved one is natural thing whenever it happens.
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