Poetic Devices 詩歌修辭

1、Poetic DevicesAlliteration (押頭韻)O wild west wind, thou breath of Autumns beingThou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, -Ode to the West Wind（西風(fēng)頌（西風(fēng)頌）Percy Bysshe ShelleyAlliteration (押頭韻)剽悍的西風(fēng)啊, 你是暮秋的呼吸, 因你無形的存在, 枯葉四處逃竄, 如同魔鬼見到了巫師, 紛紛躲避; All

2、iteration (押頭韻)She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all thats best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.-She Walks in Beauty Lord ByronAlliteration (押頭韻)她走在美的光彩中，像夜晚 皎潔無云而且繁星滿天

3、； 明與暗的最美妙的色澤 在她的儀容和秋波里呈現(xiàn)：耀目的白天只嫌光太強(qiáng)， 它比那光亮柔和而幽暗。Assonance (押元音韻)1. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; -She Walks in Beauty Lord Byron2. Since my old friend is grown so great, As to be Minister of State, Imagery (意象)-Making the reader feel as if he is present in

4、 the very moment.-It appeals to human senses to deepen the readers understanding of the work.-It involves your taste, smell, sound, sight, and touch.Eg: I wandered lonely as a cloud.That floats on high over dales and hills.when all at once I saw a cloud,A host of golden daffodils -I wandered lonely

5、as a cloud William WordsworthImagery (意象)Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white深紅色的花瓣睡著了，現(xiàn)在是白色的Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;柏樹不再起舞與宮苑The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.螢火蟲醒來，叫醒你和我 -Summer Night, Alfred TennysonOnomatopoeia (擬聲)buzz/ hushes/cuckoo/bang/hiss/click/sizzle/whisper/c

6、rack/howl“The moan of doves in immemorial elms ,And murmuring of innumerable bees.” -Come Down , O Maid A. Tennyson 古老的榆樹林中鴿子的呢喃,還有成群飛舞的蜜蜂的嗡嗡聲Repetition （重復(fù)）Ill be there,When you feel lonely and frightenedWhen you need help with somethingWhen you feel hopelessIll be there,When you feel betrayed by s

7、omeone you trustedWhen you feel broken heartedWhen you are in difficult timesIll be there,Repetition （重復(fù)）Caged Bird By Maya AngelouO Captian, My captain by Walt WhitmanMetaphor （暗喻）The fog comeson little cat feet,It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.-fog, Carl SandburgMetaphor （暗喻）Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem.Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is