Analysis Of ' John Darling I Love You

“Love Poem” by John Frederick Nims is an excellent of example of an author using many types of literary terms to emphasize his theme of a love that is imperfect yet filled with acceptance. In, this poem Nims uses assonance, metaphor, and imagery to support his theme of “Imperfect, yet realistic love”.

Luczi’s eyes sparkled as she watched the waitress walk by with a drink on her platter. “I have an idea. Bassza meg. Let’s get drunk today.”

​Lawrence smiled broadly. “I’m glad you did.” He studied her face closely, noticing her brilliant blue eyes. “You look gorgeous. You’re even prettier now than you were then.”

In Ben Johnson’s “To the Memory of My Beloved, The Author, Mr. William Shakespeare, and What He Hath Left Us”, Johnson dictates a dramatically sycophantic poem in honor of the late William Shakespeare. With his superficial, dramatic style, Johnson unveils his own envious attitude within the unbegotten admiration he appoints throughout the poem. By complimenting Shakespeare through this ironic voice, Johnson insincerely praises Shakespeare’s legacy in a clever attempt to highlight Shakespeare’s minute but mentionable flaws. Throughout the commemorational poem, Johnson cleverly praises Shakespeare’s seemingly incomparable success as a poet by incorporating other famous poets as a belittling contrast. While meant as a friendly coup de grâce, Johnson’s assessment of Shakespeare is Johnson’s ultimate attempt to align himself with Shakespeare, bearing praise unto himself as well. In a poem meant to highlight and enunciate Shakespeare’s unparalleled skill and talent, Johnson instead attempts to expose his faults in hopes of bringing Shakespeare closer to himself.

"It’s a hard thing to explain to somebody who hasn’t felt it, but the presence of death and danger has a way of bringing you fully awake. It makes things vivid. When you’re afraid, really afraid, you see things you never saw before, you pay attention to the world. You make close friends. You become part of a tribe and you share the same blood- you give it together, you take it together." Serving in the Vietnam war was never easy for Tim O 'Brien, he had some very interesting things that happened to him.

"It’s a hard thing to explain to somebody who hasn’t felt it, but the presence of death and danger has a way of bringing you fully awake. It makes things vivid. When you’re afraid, really afraid, you see things you never saw before, you pay attention to the world. You make close friends. You become part of a tribe and you share the same blood- you give it together, you take it together." Serving in the Vietnam war was never easy for Tim O 'Brien, he had some very interesting things that happened to him.

Arising from her perch, she held out her hand for her date to grace with his lips. There was a slight pause as she did, her brow quirking up expectantly as she held his gaze. It wasn’t a difficult thing to do, since there was something in his eyes that reminded her of his brother. However, in that same breadth, she found herself glancing away -- the memories of the masquerade too fresh, too soon. “Everett,” she greeted, a playful smile ghosting across her lips as she pointedly glanced at her outstretched hand. “Thank you for meeting me on such short notice. I wish I could have found a more convenient time for us both -- but, in light of recent events, such an endeavor seems more or less

So Mindy shrugs and finally lets out a big breath of pale used-up smoke and coughs a deep little cough and gets up with the bird and takes it over across the room to Clarice and Sue Shaw, who are by a big wooden stereo speaker listening to this song, again, by Cat Stevens, for like the tenth time tonight. Mindy’s robe’s more or less open, now, and Lenore can see some pretty amazing stuff, but Mindy just walks across the room. Lenore can at this point divide all the girls she’s known neatly into girls who think deep down they’re pretty and girls who deep down think they’re really not. Girls who think they’re pretty don’t care

"oh,uh,um, I meant that's really admiring of you. you've still got a ways to go though" iris replies

"So, how's my stunning girlfriend doing?" He asked, placing a wet kiss on her cheek. She's always wondered, why is he so nice to me when people are around, but hurt me when we're alone?

Pleased as punch for getting the best of me, Barb approached me one last time. "You can stay if you want.” she cackled, then added, "We’ll even let you play 'your' kind of music once in a while.”

"But why so early, Braling?" Smith asked me. It was about ten in the evening and the sun was setting. I hadn 't had a full drink all night, coming home from a restaurant with a bar. This was the first time I had a night away from my wife in 10 years. I couldn 't believe I got out.

Turukanò watches her with loving eyes. “Sometimes I wish she was not so quiet, nor so understanding.”

"The Ballad of Mona Lisa" begins with the ominous and kind of creepy playing of piano. Then the lyrics begin and it's kind of confusing, but then you are like yeah that's actually cool. Once you actually listen to the words though it takes a darker turn. Whoever this woman is apparently has some drinking problems and has some sins she might have paid for. The lead singer, Brendon Urie, eloquently puts it like "She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid for". This is less of a poetic song, but more of a story.

“Salut,” the guests had repeated, clinking glasses and sharing smiles. I felt so happy, but as I looked over to Giovanna, my grin had disappeared. She typically is the life of the party and is extremely joyful, but she was just gloomily staring down at her glass with an ashamed look on her face.