'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter,
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
From Love's shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit,
This bleak world alone?
This poem, The Last Rose of Summer, has a rhyme scheme. The end rhyme scheme pattern is AABB. For this ballad poem, I don't see any repetition.
I think this poem was very simple, yet full of many ideas. It also had a lot of imagery that I can focus on which was very helpful. Additionally, I thought this poem was in the perspective of a rose that will soon pass away. The basic tone of the this poem is quite depressing and lonely. To view from the author's perspective into the situation during the time, I think the author was left alone during his time. And I think to express his emotions, he used metaphor and symbolism to compare the rose with the loneliness.
Modern Ballad: Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
Hotel California has a rhyme scheme of AABBDCCDD. Also, in this poem, repetition is also seen.
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
I think this poem is a story about the hotel scene. I think it is introducing an hotel california. Also, I think there are lots of imagery.
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MY BALLAD POEM
In To The Blank Space
Three, two, one, zero
Blast off into the cold, empty space
as if chasen by a devastating destruction
Through the asteroids that are narrow
pass the moon base
Without any instruction,
The human race sets foot on the galaxies
As humans pass Mars, the god of war they find aggression,
As humans pass Jupiter, the god of sky and thunder they find clouds,
As humans pass Saturn, the god of agriculture, justice, and strength, they find encouragement,
Three, two, one, zero
Blast off into the cold, empty space
as if chasen by a devastating destruction
Through the asteroids that are narrow
pass the moon base
Without any instruction,
The human race sets foot on the galaxies
it doesn't actually feel like a poem.
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though, good.
I liked how the story told throughout this using repetition and the rhymes in this ballad such as space-base, destruction-instruction.
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