no time to see in broad daylight what is figure of speech
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time to see in broad daylight what is figure of
s this the poem?( Poem was published in 1911 by W.H. Davies)
Leisure
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
A sincere yet conventional poem, consisting of couplets (rhyming pairs of lines)
Most of the couplets pose examples of what we can’t appreciate if we don’t have leisure time, all examples answering the question posed in the first couplet.
The figures of speech are obvious examples of personification and simile. The Beauty figure of speech is developed through the two next- to-last stanzas. The use of a figurative comparison of streams like skies is in the fourth stanza.
The poem is easy to understand, and the theme, figurative language, and language in general are not startling in their originality.
You can easily write your own paraphrase of this poem. See item 2, above. Read the poem aloud a few times. Then set the poem aside and try to express it in your own words. Here is another Quora contributor’s description of a paraphrase: A precis is the gist of a passage expressed in as few words as possible. ... This is paraphrasing - using your own words to express someone else's message or ideas. In a paraphrase, the ideas and meaning of the original source must be maintained; the main ideas need to come through, but the wording has to be your own.
The poem echoes some of the ideas put forth in a justly famous poem by William Wordsworth. The idea of the poem is that we are losing contact with nature because the cares of the world are pressing upon us, and those “glimpses” of nature are vitally important to the integrity of our souls. It is, in my opinion, a much more effective poem. The language is a little more difficult, but it’s probably worth the trouble to read it a few times. You will also find many, many analyses of this poem. Reading those might help you with any work you will be doing in poetry analysis.
The World Is Too Much With Us
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
8. I’d also like to propose to you that there are many, many poems, both old and new, that are superior to “Leisure.” Even some contemporary song lyricists write remarkable poetry. Here’s an example:
The Boy in the Bubble
(By Paul Simon)
It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road
There was a bright light
A shattering of shopwindows
The bomb in the baby carriage
Was wired to the radio
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long-distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby don’t cry
Don’t cry
It was a dry wind
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth
And the dead sand
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers
And the automatic earth
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long-distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in the corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby don’t cry
Don’t cry
It’s a turnaround jump shot
It’s everybody jumpstart
It’s every generation throws a hero up the pop charts
Medicine is magical and magical is art
Thinking of the Boy in the Bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart
And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
a loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires, and baby
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long-distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby don’t cry
Don’t cry, don’t cry
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