Sweetest

When I first read the poem Success Is Counted Sweetest by Emily Dickinson I noticed the rhyme scheme is not every line, but every other line. For example, “Success is counted sweetest/By those who ne’er succeed. /To comprehend a nectar/Requires sorest need.” I also analyzed this stanza when I reread it. I got the general idea that if someone had never succeeded in anything, then it has a more lasting impact to them when they do succeed. This person hungers for success like a starving man might hunger

written by Cherie Bennett “offers a full measure of wisdom and hope” says Voice of Youth Advocates. It’s a wonderful story about a 16 year old girl named Lara Ardeche that has it all.  Homecoming queen, great looks, an awesome boyfriend, and she’s the sweetest girl you’ll ever meet. She has an amazing life until she starts gaining weight. A lot of weight. Uncontrollably.  Desperate to get her body back and find an explanation for her mysterious weight gain, Lara is diagnosed with a metabolic disorder called

U2 - Sweetest Thing I have chosen this song for the tone it brings to this soundtrack. The beginning of The Count of Monte Cristo is vividly different from the rest, as it introduces a perfect character, who has the greatest of girls to soon marry, and has been promoted to captain of his ship. I feel that this song has the same tone to it, while hinting at a change of fortune soon in the future by repeating “I’m losing you”, which mirrors the effect that Danglars has at this point, of foreshadowing

The sweetest place on Earth is Hersheypark, and not just because of all the Hershey’s chocolate. It truly is a fun, family-friendly amusement park that is worth the two hour drive through rural Pennsylvania. Hersheypark started as a small retreat created by Milton Hershey for his factory workers. It was a small picnic site with a little pond where the workers could take a break from their job. This site sits between the Chocolate World building and the main entrance to Hersheypark with it’s

Life is like a dirt road. It is sometimes smooth and easy. But, it is mostly bumpy. In the beginning of 8th grade was small potholes. Then, unexpectedly, a huge bump hit me hard. But, before you know it, I was cruising along once again. The smooth road at first, until it got kinda bumpy. During the end of the summer I started to talk to this guy… His name was George. He was super nice to me and talk to me like I was a princess. But, after school started everything got different. Homecoming weekend

Only those who have experienced failure can truly appreciate success, is the central theme that Emily Dickinson follows in her poem entitled “Success is counted sweetest.” This theme is manifested not only through her encouraging tone, but also through several literary devices, such as imagery, metaphors and allusions. Dickinson begins the poem by restating the title, which is followed by an example where nectar symbolizes success. Next, she writes about a solider that hears the winning team

She writes, “Success is counted sweetest/ By those who ne’er succeed” (Dickinson 1-2). Contrary to popular opinion, Dickinson articulates that success is appreciated more when one works hard and learns from each attempt, much like Edison did. Often in the face of failure, small victories

“Where did you say you came here from?” I ask, as we make our way back to Miss Mariam’s house. I remember that she mentioned it in a blur of sentences before she went to get the brownies, but I don’t remember exactly what the name that she said was. Since being out of school for about a month now, my memory has been drastically fading, which probably isn 't a good thing. Maybe taking a gap year wasn’t the best choice to make if this keep going. “You mean the last town that I was in or where I’m originally

It took me years to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up. Truth be told I still don 't know, and don 't ever plan too. Mostly because I cannot imagine becoming a true adult. I’d have to do adult things like return a sweater I didn 't like or gardening. Gardening! I’d have to spend hours upon hours toiling in fields for plants that won’t live to see spring! Or cooking, forbid it that I should ever enjoy cooking. Half the time I mess up boiling water, and make macaroni solely from a microwave

As part of my Christian Ethics class, I volunteered in St. Joseph Home Care for three hours. It’s an organization led by Ukrainian nuns and they have been for years now. The Home Care is mainly filled with elders and primarily are Ukrainians or Canadians. During the time I volunteered, I learned many things about myself and others. Also, I experienced new things that influenced me. My best experience was when I met an old man named Peter. I remember Peter as a funny and cool person. Peter was probably