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__**Walt Whitman **__

Walt Whitman was born on May 31st, 1819. At age twelve he started to learn the printer’s trade. During that time, he self taught himself and read the works of Homer, Dante, Shakespeare and the Bible. When a fire in the printing district destroyed the industry in New York. Then in 1836, he became a teacher and taught for 5 years. He then turned to journalism and started the Long-Islander. From 1841 to 1848, he further developed his poetic style. Then in 1855, he grabbed a copyright to Leaves of Grass. Whitman sent a copy of it to Emerson and Emerson was impressed. He would go on to publish many more copies of the book. When the Civil War broke out, he tended the wounded in Washington D.C. Overcome by the amount of wounded he decided to get a job as a clerk in the Department of the Interior. However, when the Secretary of the Interior got wind of him being the poet who wrote Leaves of Grass, he got fired. Then other poets often send him purses full of money to help him get by. He eventually got enough money from Leaves of Grass to buy a house. This is when he wrote Good Bye, My Fancy. He died in March 26, 1892.
 * Biography **

Walt Whitman was a man that lived his life in poverty writing poems. While the general public didn't appreciate his poems until after his death, his goal was to let people appreciate his poems. His audience would probably be anyone that wanted to read poetry. Historically speaking, Whitman influenced tons of other poets off of his writings and stunned tons of people with his style. Culturally, Walt created tons of new poets through his readings.
 * Point of Analysis **

Moves Like Jagger Maroon 5
 * Poems and Comparisons **

[Verse1] Just Shoot For The Stars If it Feels Right Then Aim For My Heart If you Feel Like And Take Me Away And Make it Okay I Swear I'll Behave

[Verse 2] You Wanted Control So We Waited I Put On a Show Now I Make it You Said I'm a Kid My Ego is Big I Don't Give a Shit

[Chorus] And it Goes Like This Take Me By The Tongue And I'll Know You Kiss Me Till You're Drunk And I'll Show You All

The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

I Don't Need To Try To Control You Look Into My Eyes and I'll Own You With The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

[Verse 3]

Baby It's Hard When You Feel Like You're Broken And Scarred Nothing Feels Right But When You're With Me I'll Make You Believe That I've Got The Key (Oh! )

[Verse 4]

So Get In The Car We Can Ride it Wherever You Want Get Inside it And You Want to Steer But I'm Shifting Gears I'll Take it From Here

[Chorus] And it Goes Like This Take Me By The Tongue And I'll Know You Kiss Me Till You're Drunk And I'll Show You All

The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

I Don't Need To Try To Control You Look Into My Eyes and I'll Own You With The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

[Chistina's Verse] You Wanna Know How To Make Me Smile Take Control Own Me Just For The Night And If I Share My Secret You're Gonna Have To Keep it Nobody Else Can See This

So Watch And Learn I Won't Show You Twice Head To Toe Oooh Baby Rub Me Right

But If I Share My Secret You're Gonna Have To Keep it Nobody Else Can See This

[Chorus] And it Goes Like This Take Me By The Tongue And I'll Know You Kiss Me Till You're Drunk And I'll Show You All

The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

I Don't Need To Try To Control You Look Into My Eyes and I'll Own You With The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger I've Got The Moves Like Jagger

On The Beach On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future. A vast similitude interlocks all, All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets, All distances of place however wide, All distances of time, all inanimate forms, All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds, All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes, All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages, All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe, All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future, This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd, And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

Comparison: R epetition: Moves Like Jagger repeated and the word All in Whitman's Poem. Simile: Singer compares his moves to Jagger and Whitman says that watching the ocean is like an old women sways. Personification: Ocean is getting swayed by an old woman for Moves Like Jagger, it says "Nobody can see this" You can't see a secret.

Can't Hold Us by Macklemore

Return of the Mack, get up! what it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn’t

Looking for a better way to get up out of bed

Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me

Get up! fresh out pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious

Somewhere between like rocky and Cosby sweatergang nope nope y’all can’t copy

Yup. Bad, moonwalking, this here, is our party, my posse's been on Broadway,

And we did it, our way.

Grown music, I she'd my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it

And yet I’m on~

Let that stage light go and shine on down, got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style.

Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds,

But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town

Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T s*** hustler,**


 * Chasing dreams since I was 14 with the four track bussing halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing **


 * Labels out here, **


 * Nah they can’t tell me nothing **


 * We give that to the people, **


 * Spread it across the country **


 * Labels out here, **


 * Nah they can’t tell me nothing **


 * We give it to the people, **


 * Spread it across the country **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Nah, can I kick it? thank you. yeah I'm so damn grateful. **


 * I grew up, really wanted gold fronts **


 * But that’s what you get when Wu tang raised you **


 * Y’all can’t stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat **


 * And I’m eating at the beat like you gave a little speed to a great white shark on shark week **


 * Raw. Tell me go up. Gone! **


 * Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome, **


 * Caesar make you a believer. nah I never ever did it for a throne. **


 * That validation comes from giving it back to the people. nah sing a song and it goes like **


 * Raise those hands, this is our party **


 * We came here to live life like nobody was watchin **


 * I got my city right behind me **


 * If I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching ourselves **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * [X4] **


 * Na na na na na na na na **


 * And all my people say **


 * Ma-ckle-more **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Here we go back, this is the moment **


 * Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over **


 * So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Like the ceiling can’t hold us **


 * Year of Meteors**
 * Year of meteors! brooding year! **
 * I would bind in words retrospective some of your deeds and signs, **
 * I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad, **
 * I would sing how an old man, tall, with white hair, mounted the **
 * scaffold in Virginia, **
 * (I was at hand, silent I stood with teeth shut close, I watch'd, **
 * I stood very near you old man when cool and indifferent, but trembling **
 * with age and your unheal'd wounds you mounted the scaffold;) **
 * I would sing in my copious song your census returns of the States, **
 * The tables of population and products, I would sing of your ships **
 * and their cargoes, **
 * The proud black ships of Manhattan arriving, some fill'd with **
 * immigrants, some from the isthmus with cargoes of gold, **
 * Songs thereof would I sing, to all that hitherward comes would welcome give, **
 * And you would I sing, fair stripling! welcome to you from me, young **
 * prince of England! **
 * (Remember you surging Manhattan's crowds as you pass'd with your **
 * cortege of nobles? **
 * There in the crowds stood I, and singled you out with attachment;) **
 * Nor forget I to sing of the wonder, the ship as she swam up my bay, **
 * Well-shaped and stately the Great Eastern swam up my bay, she was **
 * 600 feet long, **
 * Her moving swiftly surrounded by myriads of small craft I forget not **
 * to sing; **
 * Nor the comet that came unannounced out of the north flaring in heaven, **
 * Nor the strange huge meteor-procession dazzling and clear shooting **
 * over our heads, **
 * (A moment, a moment long it sail'd its balls of unearthly light over **
 * our heads, **
 * Then departed, dropt in the night, and was gone;) **
 * Of such, and fitful as they, I sing—with gleams from them would **
 * gleam and patch these chants, **
 * Your chants, O year all mottled with evil and good—year of forebodings! **
 * Year of comets and meteors transient and strange—lo! even here one **
 * equally transient and strange! **
 * As I flit through you hastily, soon to fall and be gone, what is this chant, **
 * What am I myself but one of your meteors? **


 * Comparisons: Personification- Nor the comet came unannounced, Money stay on my craft **
 * Metaphor: Like the ceiling can't hold us, What am I myself but one of your meteors. **
 * Repetition: Na, Na, Na x4etc. I would sing x3 **


 * Payphone Maroon 5**


 * I'm at a payphone trying to call home **
 * All of my change I spent on you **
 * Where have the times gone? **
 * Baby it's all correct **
 * Where are the plans we made for 51? **


 * No, I, I know it's hard to thinking **
 * The people we used to like **
 * It's even harder to facebook **
 * That you're not here next to me **
 * You say it's too late to make it **
 * But is it too late to try? **
 * And in our time that you wasted **
 * All of our bridges burned **


 * Youve wasted my life **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">You turned out the lights **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Now I'm a virgin **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Still stuck in that time when we called it open **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">But even the gun sets in the desert **


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I'm at a desert trying to call home **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">All of my change you spent on money **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where have the times gone? **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Baby it's all wrong **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where are the plans we made for 51? **

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">One more f **love song I'll be sick**
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">If happy ever after daily tweet **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I would still be sinking you like this **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">All those fairytales are full of s ***


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">You turned your back on tomorrow **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">'Cause you forgot yesterday **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I gave you my love to borrow **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">But you just gave it away **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">You can't expect me to be fine **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I don't expect you to care **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I know I've said it before **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">But all of our bridges burned down **


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I've wasted my nights **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">You turned out the lights **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Now I'm paralyzed **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Still stuck in that time when we called it love **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">But even the Sun sets in paradise **


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I'm at a payphone trying to call home **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">All of my change I spent on you **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where have the times gone? **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Baby it's all wrong **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where are the plans we made for two? **

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">One more f love song I'll be sick
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">If happy ever after did exist **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I would still be holding you like this **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">And all those fairytales are full of s ***

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Now I'm at a payphone

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">[Wiz Khalifa] <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Man, s **that s***! <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I'll be out spending all this money while you're sittin' round <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothing <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Made it from the botton <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Now when you see me I'm stuning <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">And all of my cars start with a push of a button <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Telling me I changed since I blew up or whatever you call it <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Switched the number to my phone <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">So you never could call it <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Don't need my name, on my shirt <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">You can tell it I'm ballin'

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Swish, what a shame coulda got picked <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Had a really good game but you missed your last shot <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">So you talk about who you see at the top <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Or what you could've saw <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">But sad to say it's over for her <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Phantom roll up valet open doors <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Wish I'd go away, got what you was looking for <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Now it's me who they want <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">So you can go take that little piece of s*** with you**


 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I'm at a payphone trying to call home **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">All of my change I spent on you **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where have the times gone? **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Baby it's all wrong **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">Where are the plans we made for two? **

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">One more f* love song I'll be sick
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">If happy ever after did exist **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I would still be holding you like this **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">And all those fairytales are full of s ***

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 70%;">I'm at a payphone!

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">France A great year and place

A harsh discordant natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother's

heart closer than any yet. I walk'd the shores of my Eastern sea,

Heard over the waves the little voice,

Saw the divine infant where she woke mournfully wailing, amid the

roar of cannon, curses, shouts, crash of falling buildings,

Was not so sick from the blood in the gutters running, nor from the single

corpses, nor those in heaps, nor those borne away in the tumbrils,

Was not so desperate at the battues of death—was not so shock'd at

the repeated fusillades of the guns. Pale, silent, stern, what could I say to that long-accrued retribution?

Could I wish humanity different?

Could I wish the people made of wood and stone?

Or that there be no justice in destiny or time? O Liberty! O mate for me!

Here too the blaze, the grape-shot and the axe, in reserve, to fetch

them out in case of need,

Here too, though long represt, can never be destroy'd,

Here too could rise at last murdering and ecstatic,

Here too demanding full arrears of vengeance. Hence I sign this salute over the sea,

And I do not deny that terrible red birth and baptism,

But remember the little voice that I heard wailing, and wait with

perfect trust, no matter how long,

And from to-day sad and cogent I maintain the bequeath'd cause, as

for all lands,

And I send these words to Paris with my love,

And I guess some chansonniers there will understand them,

For I guess there is latent music yet in France, floods of it,

O I hear already the bustle of instruments, they will soon be

drowning all that would interrupt them,

O I think the east wind brings a triumphal and free march,

It reaches hither, it swells me to Joyful madness,

I will run transpose it in words, to justify

I will yet sing a song for you ma femme.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Comparison: Repetition- I'm at a payphone, Here too and And I <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Hyperbole- It swells me to Joyful Madness, Are those fairy tales are made of s*
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Personification: You can tell it I am ballin, Send these words to Paris with my love **

__ Robert Lowell __



Biography Robert Lowell was born in 1917. He attended Harvard for 2 years and he transferred to Kenyon College where he studied poetry. His second book of poetry won a Pulitzer Prize at 30. He continued to refine his work, and he received tons of praise for a powerful handling of rhyme and meter. Lowell during WW2 was imprisoned for speaking out against it. He also protested against the Vietnam War. He also suffered from severe episodes of manic depression from which he was hospitalized. Lowell in his mid-fifties began to write much more loosely and wrote Life Studies. This collection of poems forever changed modern poetry similarly to Eliot’s The Wasteland. He is often considered to the most important poet in the second half of the twentieth century. He died of a heart attack when he was 60.

Point of Analysis Robert Lowell helped shape modern poetry with Life Studies. His aim for his poetry was most likely for as many people as possible to view his work. His audience is obviously anyone who wants to read his poetry and enjoy it. His historical impact is that he helped shape modern poetry as it is today with Life Studies. And his cultural impact is very similar to his historical.

Poems and Comparisons <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> To Speak of Woe That is in Marriage The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open.

Our magnolia blossoms.Life begins to happen.

My hopped up husband drops his home disputes,

and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes,

free-lancing out along the razor's edge.

This screwball might kill his wife, then take the pledge.

Oh the monotonous meanness of his lust. ..

It's the injustice. . . he is so unjust--

whiskey-blind, swaggering home at five.

My only thought is how to keep alive.

What makes him tick?Each night now I tie

ten dollars and his car key to my thigh. . ..

Gored by the climacteric of his want,

he stalls above me like an elephant." <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men Hey! Hey! Hey!

I don't like walking around this old and empty house. So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear

The stairs creak as I sleep, It's keeping me awake It's the house telling you to close your eyes

Some days I can't even dress myself. It's killing me to see you this way.

' Cause though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back Well tell her that I miss our little talks.

Soon it will all be over, buried with our past We used to play outside when we were young and full of life and full of love.

Some days I feel like I'm wrong when I am right. Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear.

' Cause though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Hey! Don't listen to a word I say Hey! The screams all sound the same. Hey!

Though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You're gone, gone, gone away, I watched you disappear. All that's left is a ghost of you. Now we're torn, torn, torn apart, There's nothing we can do, Just let me go, we'll meet again soon.

Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around I'll see you when I fall asleep.

Hey! Don't listen to a word I say Hey! The screams all sound the same. Hey!

Though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Hey! Don't listen to a word I say Hey! The screams all sound the same. Hey!

Though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore (x 3)

Comparison: Metaphor - I miss our little talks, Free-lancing out on the razor's edge. Simile - Some days I feel like I am wrong when I am right, he stalls above me like an elephant. Personification - Our magnolia blooms, the house is telling you to close your eyes.

Epilogue <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> hose blessèd structures, plot and rhyme--

why are they no help to me now

I want to make

something imagined, not recalled?

I hear the noise of my own voice:

The painter's vision is not a lens,

it trembles to caress the light.

But sometimes everything I write

with the threadbare art of my eye

seems a snapshot,

lurid, rapid, garish, grouped,

heightened from life,

yet paralyzed by fact.

All's misalliance.

Yet why not say what happened?

Pray for the grace of accuracy

Vermeer gave to the sun's illumination

stealing like the tide across a map

to his girl solid with yearning.

We are poor passing facts,

warned by that to give

each figure in the photograph

his living name.

Daylight Maroon 5

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Here I am waiting, I'll have to leave soon

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Why am I holding on?

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">We knew this day would come, we knew it all along

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">How did it, come so fast?

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">This is our last night but it's late

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">And I'm trying not to sleep

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Cause I know, when I wake, I will have to slip away

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">And when the daylight comes I'll have to go

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I need to hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Here I am staring at your perfection

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">In my arms, so beautiful

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">The sky is getting bright the stars are burning out

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Somebody slow it down

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">This is way too hard, cause I know

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">When the sun comes up, I will leave

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">This is my last glance that will soon be memory

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">And when the daylight comes I'll have to go

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I need to hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">I never wanted to stop because I don't wanna start all over, start all over

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">I was afraid of the dark but now it's all that I want, all that I want, all that I want

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">And when the daylight comes I'll have to go

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I need to hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">And when the daylight comes I'll have to go

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">But tonight I need to hold you so close

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah, oh-woah, woah-oh

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah (yeah), oh-woah (yeah), oh-woah (yeah)

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9px;">Oh-woah (yeah), oh-woah (yeah), oh-woah!

Comparisons: Personification: When the Daylight comes, hose blessed structures whey do they not help me now? Metaphor: Pray for the grace of accuracy, cause in the daylight we'll be on our own. Repetition: Oh woah, Yet repeated

Dolphin My Dolphin, you only guide me by surprise, a captive as Racine, the man of craft, drawn through his maze of iron composition by the incomparable wandering voice of Phèdre. When I was troubled in mind, you made for my body caught in its hangman's-knot of sinking lines, the glassy bowing and scraping of my will. . . . I have sat and listened to too many words of the collaborating muse, and plotted perhaps too freely with my life, not avoiding injury to others, not avoiding injury to myself-- to ask compassion. . . this book, half fiction, an eelnet made by man for the eel fighting

my eyes have seen what my hand did.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> Impossible by Manafest Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom

This is the last time I'll cry lullabies All night can't sleep I hear the floors creak I feel shadows in my room My friends find another bruise I'm might end up on the news I just don't know what to do God I'm calling you Send an angel send two I want to move but I'm trapped in the outer room I know you hear me clearly I'm weary Come and fill me with your power heal me

It seems impossible for me to let this go Feel like an animal, I'm ready to lose control Take everything you need, take every part of me Give me some room to breathe, before I lose control

I got to get away Got to break away Save Me Got to find away Got to break the chains Take me Before I lose control Before I lose control It seems impossible It's not impossible

I'm tired so tired of walking through this fire If you want to find me I'll be here in my room I'm thinking your drinking, Need to get out before you start swinging Wish I could show you all the pain inside me

It seems impossible for me to let this go Feel like an animal, I'm ready to lose control Take everything you need, take every part of me Give me some room to breathe, before I lose control

I got to get away Got to break away Save Me Got to find away Got to break the chains Take me Before I lose control Before I lose control It seems impossible It's not impossible

It seems impossible Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom For me to lose control Crying and hideing this feeling Running and fighting for freedom It seems impossible

It sems impossible For me to let this go Feel like an animal

It seems impossible for me to let this go Feel like an animal, I'm ready to lose control Take everything you need, take every part of me Give me some room to breathe, before I lose control

It sems impossible For me to let this go Feel like an animal

It seems impossible It's not impossible

It sems impossible For me to let this go It seems impossible It's not impossible Comparison: Metaphor - Feel like an animal, I was troubled in the mind Personification - Feel like an animal, only you guide me by surprise

__ Raymond Carver __



Biography Raymond Carver was born May 25, 1938. He was a short story writer as well as poet. He wrote about the poor working often mirrored his own life. He married one year after high school and held down 3 jobs, a janitor, gas-station attendant, and delivery man. He became interested in writing after taking a creative writing course. His first success as a writer came in the form of “Will You Be Quiet Please?”. He then wrote a collection with the same title and that established his reputation. He taught at the University of Texas and at Syracuse University. He won a literary award that allowed him to start writing agan. His short stories made his reputation but he was also a fairly well know poet in the realist tradition of Robert Frost. He died of lung cancer at 50.

Point of Analysis Raymond Carver was a short story writer that helped with the short story "revolution" in the 80s. His aim for his writing was probably to help make a living for him and his family as he worked for a living. His audience would be everyone that would want to read his poetry and stories. His historical and cultural impact isn't huge because he wasn't very well known but he did help the short story revolution of the 80 ** s. **

Poems and Comparisons An Afternoon As he writes, without looking at the sea, he feels the tip of his pen begin to tremble. The tide is going out across the shingle. But it isn't that. No, it's because at that moment she chooses to walk into the room without any clothes on. Drowsy, not even sure where she is for a moment. She waves the hair from her forehead. Sits on the toilet with her eyes closed, head down. Legs sprawled. He sees her through the doorway. Maybe she's remembering what happened that morning. For after a time, she opens one eye and looks at him. And sweetly smiles.

I Cry Flo Rida I know Caught up in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go

I know you wanna get behind the wheel but only one Rida Eyes shut still got me swimming like a diver Can't let go I got fans in Okinawa My heart to japan quake survivors and losers Norway no you didn't get my flowers No way to say it better but the killer was a coward Face just showered, the minute in a hour Heard about the news all day went sour Bitter moments got me feeling like a lemon here Put you in the box just a poisonous cigarette Send my regards regardless I get arrested or Ain't worried about the killers just the young and restless Get mad ' causes the quarter million on my necklace Never said I was reckless driving DUI You and I know that jealously is not oppressive Oh no I can't stop I was destined

I know Caught in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go, go, go, go

I know Caught in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go

Champagne buckets still got two tears in it And I put that on my tattoo of Jimi Hendrix Get depressed leather outfit all in it ' Cause the press tell it all get a meal ticket Clean next get in the car just a little visit Sacrifice just to make a hit still vivid Rihanna kiss you blessed just kill critics Bugatti never mean I'm rich, just god fearing Look at me steering, got no boss staring Got a good feeling Mr Mike Caren, tell his Billie Jeans I'm on another planet Thank E-Class, Big Chuck or Lee Prince Perries Buy my momma chandeliers on my tears dammit Thirty years you had thought these emotions vanish Live, tryna Tryna figure how your sister vanish No cheers, I know you wouldn't panic

I know Caught up in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go, go, go, go

I know Caught in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go

[4 x] When I need a healing I just look up to the ceiling I see the sun coming down I know it's all better now

I know, I know, I know, I know, I, I, I, I think of letting go, go, go, go

I know Caught in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go

I know Caught in the middle I cry just a little When I think of letting go Oh no Gave up on the riddle I cry just a little When I think of letting go  Comparison: Metaphor - Gave up on the riddle, the tide is going over the shingle Personification - She waves her hair, Champagne buckets have 2 tears left in it Meaning - Both talking about a girl Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth. Everybody Talks Neon Trees Hey baby won't you look my way, I can be your new addiction Hey baby what you got to say, all you're giving me is fiction I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time I find out that everybody talks everybody talks everybody talks It started with a whisper and that was when i kissed her and then she made my lips hurt I can hear the chit-chat take me to your love shackMama's always got to backtrack When everybody talks babe Hey honey you could be my drug you could be my new prescription Too much, can be an overdose all this trash talk make me itchingOh my, my shit everybody talks everybody talks everybody talks, too much It started with a whisper and that was when i kissed her and then she made my lips hurt. I can hear the chit-chat take me to your love shack Mama's always got to backtrack When everybody talks back Never thought i'd live to see the day When everybody's words got in the way [Instrumental]Hey sugar show me all your love all you're giving me is friction Hey what you got to say sugar It started with a whisper and that was when i kissed her and then she made my lips hurt I can hear the chit-chat take me to your love shack Mama's always got to backtrack When everybody talks back everybody talks everybody talks,everybody talks everybody talks, everybody talks everybody talks, babe It started with a whisper and that was when i kissed her everybody talks everybody talks, back. Comparison: Metaphor - I can be your new addiction, to call myself beloved Meaning - Singer in Everybody Talks wants a girl, and in the poem he wants to feel wanted.

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