Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox+Song Comparisons

KEY: Bold= literary technique

1. Personification

Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. But has trouble enough of its own. Sigh, it is lost on the air. But shrink from a voicing care.
 * For the sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth, **
 * Sing, and the hills will answer; **
 * The echoes bound to a joyful sound, **

Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all. There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no many can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a long and lordy train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.

This City by Ed Sheeran I hear the people walk by when it's late I can't close my eyes Don't control what I'm into The lights that blind keep me awake Hood up and lace untied The sleep fills my mind Can't control what I'm into
 * This city never sleeps **
 * Sirens bleed through my windowsill**
 * And this tower is alive**

This is now my home, my home
 * London calls me a stranger, a traveller**

I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you Then that makes two
 * If the city never sleeps**

It will take me where I need to go
 * The pavement is my friend**


 * I find it trips me up**
 * And puts me down**

This is not what I'm used to Voices speak through my walls I don't think I'm gonna make it Past tomorrow
 * The shop across the road**
 * Fills my needs and gives me company**
 * When I need it**

This is now my home, my home
 * London calls me a stranger, a traveller**

I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you Then that makes two
 * If the city never sleeps**

And my lungs hurt And my ears bleed With the sound of the city life Echoed in my head Do I need this to keep me alive? The traffic stops and starts But I need to move along

This is not my home, home
 * London calls me a stranger**

I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you Then that makes two
 * And if the city never sleeps**

2. Rhyme

//The Farewell// by Ella Wheeler Wilcox ‘Tis not the untried soldier new to danger Who fears to enter into active **strife**. Amidst the roll of drums, the cannon’s rattle, He craves adventure, and thinks not of **life**.

But the scarred veteran knows the price of **glory**, He does not court the conflict or the **fray**. He has no longing to rehearse that **gory** And most dramatic act, or wars dark **play**.

He who to love has always been a **stranger**, All unafraid may linger in your **spell**. My heart has known the warfare, and its **danger**. It craves no repetition- so **farewell**.

//Fireflies// by Owl City You would not believe your **eyes** If ten million **fireflies** Lit up the world as I fell **asleep** 'Cause they'd fill the open air And leave tear drops **everywhere** You'd think me rude But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe That planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand **hugs** From ten thousand lightning **bugs** As they tried to teach me how to dance A foxtrot above my **head** A sock hop beneath my **bed** The disco ball is hanging by a **thread**

I'd like to make myself believe That planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems

Leave my door open just a **crack** 'Cause I feel like such an **insomniac** Why do I tire of counting **sheep**? When I'm far too tired to fall **asleep**

To ten million fireflies I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes I got misty eyes as they said farewell But I'll know where several are If my dreams get real bizarre 'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe That planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems

I'd like to make myself believe That planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep Because my dreams are bursting at the seams

3. Hyperbole

//When You Go Away// by Ella Wheeler Wilcox When you go away, my friend, When you say your last good-bye, Then the summer time will end, And the winter will be nigh.

Though the green grass decks the heather,
 * And the birds sing all day, **
 * There will be no summer weather **
 * After you have gone away. **

Thinking that beneath the skies
 * When I look into your eyes, **
 * I shall thrill with deepest pain, **


 * I may never look again. **

You will feel a moment’s sorrow, You forgetting on the morrow, I to mourn with no relief.
 * I shall feel a lasting grief; **

When we say the last sad word, And you are no longer near, And the winds and all the birds Cannot keep the summer here,


 * Life will lose its full completeness --- **
 * Lose it not for you, but me; **
 * All the beauty and the sweetness **
 * Each can hold, I shall not see **

Year 3000 by the Jonas Brothers One day when I came home at lunchtime, I heard a funny noise Went out to the backyard to find out if it was, One of those rowdy boys
 * Stood there with my neighbor called Peter**
 * And a Flux Capacitor**

Like one in a film I've seen Yeah, he said..
 * He told me he built a time machine**


 * I've been to the year 3000**
 * Not much has changed but they live underwater**
 * And your great great great grand daughther**
 * Is doing fine**

Boy bands, and another one and another one.. and another one!
 * He took me to the future in the flux thing, and I saw everything**
 * Girls there with round hair like Star Wars float above the floor**

Like the one in the film I've seen..
 * We drove around in a time machine,**


 * He said I've been to the year 3000**
 * Not much has changed but they live underwater**
 * And your great great great grand daughther**
 * Is doing fine**

This song had gone multi-platinum Everybody bought our 7th album It had outsold Kelly Clarkson This song had gone multi-platinum
 * I took a trip to the year 3000,**
 * I took a trip to the year 3000**

Like one in a film I've seen Yeah, he said..
 * He told me he built a time machine**


 * I've been to the year 3000**
 * Not much has changed but they live underwater**
 * And your great great great grand daughther**
 * Is doing fine**