Monday, May 17, 2010

Literary Devices

Scene I:

“My bosom’s lord sits lightly in his throne”

Personification

“That the life-weary taker may fall dead

And that the trunk may be discharged of breath

As violently as hasty powder fired

Doth hurry from the fatal cannon’s womb”

Simile

Scene II:

“Now must I to the monument alone.

Within these three hours will fair Juliet wake

She will beshrew me much that Romeo

Hath had no notice of these accidents;

…Poor living corse, closed in a dead man’s tomb!”

Oxymoron

As the time approaches for Juliet to awake, friar Lawrence receives news that his epistle to Romeo was never received. And thus, Romeo (our much loved flutter bum) leaves Nowheresville having no news that his circled baby still lives.

Scene III:

“To help me after? I will kiss thy lips

Haply some poison yet doth hang on them

To make me die with a restorative.

Thy lips are warm!”

Irony

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