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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! It is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
The poet begins by stating he should not stand in the way of true love. Love cannot be true if it changes for any reason. Love is supposed to be constant, through any difficulties. In the sixth line, a nautical reference is made,
exhausted. The song, “We Shall Overcome,” does all of these things. From 1954 to 1968, “We Shall Overcome” emerged as the anthem and unified rallying cry for one of the most pivotal and extraordinary eras in American history, the Civil Rights Movement. Every aspect of the song unified individuals under the common banner of equality and it did so while maintaining the foundation of peaceful protest that the Civil Rights Movement was built upon. There is no official author to “We Shall Overcome” as the song…
The Chorus delivers these final lines of Euripides’s Medea, “…the end men look for cometh not, / And a path is there where no man thought; so hath it fallen here.” (Euripides, 80) This quotation not only signifies the events, which have transpired in the plot of Medea, it also shows the recognition of a very curious aspect of Medea: that the protagonist of the play, Medea, is not the tragic hero. A tragic hero by Aristotelian standards is one who possesses a driving aspect– or hamartia – which…
(bondage) 17 Fools because of their transgression, and because of their iniquities, are afflicted. 18 Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death. (people who know to do right but still do wrong) 19 Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he saveth them out of their distresses. 20 He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions. 21 Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the…
weak to cry.” In the beginning, Elie had faith and hope, but, towards the end of the novel his faith and hope slowly started to fade as he notices that nothing is changing and nothing is getting any better. It is easy to compare everything from survival and hope. Similarly, in Night Elie states: "Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget…
SINNERS IN THE HANDS OF AN ANGRY GOD by Jonathan Edwards (1703-1758) Enfield, Connecticut July 8, 1741 Introduction Their foot shall slide in due time Deut. 32:35 In this verse is threatened the vengeance of God on the wicked unbelieving Israelites, who were God's visible people, and who lived under the means of grace; but who, notwithstanding all God's wonderful works towards them, remained (as in verse 28) void of counsel, having no understanding in them. Under all the cultivations…
reason, some unseen force forbids this course of action and Faustus is therefore doomed to damnation in hell. This idea pervades the rest of the play. Faustus, as the end of the tragedy approaches, really wants to cry out for forgiveness for his sinful pact with the devil. He cries out that he knows that he is damned. After the words of the 'Old Man' he will repent his descent to hell during his quest for power and…
not be [accepted] by me, and advised them to emigrate (move) beyond the Mississippi River… As a means to effecting this end, I suggest…setting apart an ample district west of the Mississippi to be guaranteed to the Indian tribes as long as they shall occupy it. To the honorable…Senate and House of Representatives of the United States… This is the land of our nativity, and the land of our birth. We cannot consent to abandon it for another far inferior, and which holds out for us no inducements…
Iago, honest and just, That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead, And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come. Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted. Exit Enter…
back. Juliet is willing do anything to get out of marrying Paris. She asks Friar for help he tells her, “take thou this vial, being then in bed, and this distilling liquor drink thou off; when presently through all thy veins shall run a cold and drowsy humor; for no pulse shall keep his native progress, but surcease…” (IIII, i, 91-122). Friar Lawrence implies that the potion will make her look dead for two days and she and Romeo can run off together. When she takes the potion the Capulet’s, the Nurse…
Now they hasten to the wood, these violent knights, To hear the high men to help these noble lords, Finds them completely armed on horses and steeds, Waiting on the high way by the wood's edges. With knightly support Sir Clegis himself He cries to the company and says these words "Is there any renowned knight, peace officer or any other Who will show love for his king in battle We come from the king of this powerful country That is known for conquering crowned in erthe; His rich attendants…