Thursday, September 27, 2018

Due Monday, October 1 - Petrarchan Sonnets

Overview:  The sonnet, as a poetic genre, began in Italy in the thirteenth century, and, under the later influence of the Italian poet Petrarch, became internationally popular. Petrarch established the basic form of the so-called Petrarchan sonnet Also called Italian sonnet: 14 lines divided into two clear parts, an opening octet (8 lines) and a closing sestet (6 lines) with a fixed rhyme scheme (abbaabba cdecde). Often the octet will pose a problem or paradox which the sestet will resolve. Petrarch also established the convention of the sonnet sequence as a series of love poems written by an adoring lover to an unattainable and unapproachable lady of unsurpassed beauty. The Petrarchan sonnet convention, in other words, established, not merely the form of the poem, but also the subject matter.


"Sonnet 292" from the Canzoniere
translated by Anthony Mortimer 


The eyes I spoke of once in words that burn,
the arms and hands and feet and lovely face
that took me from myself for such a space
of time and marked me out from other men;
the waving hair of unmixed gold that shone,
the smile that flashed with the angelic rays
that used to make this earth a paradise,
are now a little dust, all feeling gone;
and yet I live, grief and disdain to me,
left where the light I cherished never shows,
in fragile bark on the tempestuous sea.
Here let my loving song come to a close;
the vein of my accustomed art is dry,
and this, my lyre, turned at last to tears.



The eyes I spoke of with such warmth,
The arms and hands and feet and face
Which took me away from myself
And marked me out from other people;
The waving hair of pure shining gold,
And the flash of her angelic smile,
Which used to make a paradise on earth,
Are a little dust, that feels nothing.
And yet I live, for which I grieve and despise myself,
Left without the light I loved so much,
In a great storm on an unprotected raft.
Here let there be an end to my loving song:
The vein of my accustomed invention has run dry,
And my lyre is turned to tears.



Gli occhi di ch'io parlai sì caldamente,
et le braccia et le mani e i piedi e 'l viso,
che m'avean sì­ da me stesso diviso,
et fatto singular da l'altra gente;
le crespe chiome d'òr puro lucente
'l lampeggiar de l'angelico riso,
che solean fare in terra un paradiso,
poca polvere son, che nulla sente.
Et io pur vivo, onde mi doglio e sdegno,
rimaso senza 'l lume ch'amai tanto,
in gran fortuna e 'n disarmato legno.
Or sia qui fine al mio amoroso canto:
secca è la vena de l'usato ingegno,
et la cetera mia rivolta in pianto.




Directions:  Please choose a sonnet by Petrarch (see link below).  Cut and paste it into your post, and analyze it using the terminology we learned in class (see "The Poetry Cheet Sheet" below).  Most importantly, include a detailed personal analysis of the poem in your post. 



The Poetry Cheat Sheet 


Tone: This is the attitude of the speaker of the poem. You always have to consider the tone of the speaker even if you’re not specifically asked to analyze it. Tone relates to many of elements below. It’s a “big-picture” or “umbrella” concept. (You should have a “bank” of words in mind: angry, happy, carefree, bitter, sympathetic, sad, nostalgic, ironic, satirical, etc.)

Repetition: Poets often rely on repetition. This can be words, phrases, sounds, images, ideas. If a poet repeats something, it takes on more meaning.

Diction: This refers to words. What words does the poet use? Does he repeat any specific words? What connotation do the words have (positive, negative)?

Syntax/Structure: Do the sentences within the poem or stanzas have a recognizable structure? Does the structure or pattern change at a specific moment?

Imagery (sensory details): This refers to the images of the poem, especially those that appeal to many senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, smell).

Sounds: Sound is often conveyed in poetry. Look for rhyme and repetition, and things such as alliteration, consonance, and assonance (which are repetitions of specific types of sound).

Metaphors/Similes: Comparisons are often used to support imagery, but they can also be used to anchor a poem, to convey a poem’s main message. Any time a poet compares something to something else, you should take note of it.

Irony: This is HUGE in poetry. If something is said or happens that is unexpected, it’s ironic. If it’s sarcastic or satirical, it’s ironic. If you can recognize irony, you’re golden.

Allusion: This is a literary or historical reference. It is not as common on the AP exam, but you should know what it is and how it works.

Rhythm/Rhyme: This is covered with other elements above. This just refers to the recognizable pattern of a poem that gives it a sense of rhythm and flow.

Also:  Sestet (six line stanza), Octet (eight line stanza), Quatrain (four line stanza), couplet (two line stanza)

39 comments:

  1. My sad verse, go to the harsh stone
    that hides my precious treasure in the earth,
    call to her there, she will reply from heaven,
    though her mortal part is in a vile, dark place.
    Say to her I am already tired of living,
    of navigating through these foul waves:
    but gathering up the scattered leaves,
    step by step, like this, I follow her,
    only speaking of her, living and dead,
    yet alive, and made immortal now,
    so that the world can know of her, and love her.
    Let it please her to watch for my passing,
    that is near now: let us meet together, and she
    draw me, and call me, to what she is in heaven.

    In the poem, Petrarch is discussing his life after losing a woman that appeared to be very impactful on his life. He refers to her has his “treasure” now buried, but that she is also in heaven. He seems to be feeling in disarray without her presence. He also mentions how she is kept alive with the conversation of her, and that he will join her eventually in heaven. The tone of the poem, in my opinion, is reminiscent, looking back on not only her life but his own. I also think the tone could also be hopeful, that she will help guide him to heaven. I find it interesting how you’d expect the 9th line to be a part of the octet based on its content and the fact that the next line is the resolve with the transition word. Metaphors are used to describe life, and how he is trying to navigate life and pick up the pieces she left him: “of navigating through these foul waves: but gathering up the scattered leaves.” There are mostly slant rhymes, mostly due to the fact that this was translated from Italian, so a lot of the rhymes got lost in translation. I found this poem really interesting and I enjoyed looking through his other poems.

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  2. To make a graceful act of revenge,
    and punish a thousand wrongs in a single day,
    Love secretly took up his bow again,
    like a man who waits the time and place to strike.
    My power was constricted in my heart,
    making defence there, and in my eyes,
    when the mortal blow descended there,
    where all other arrows had been blunted.
    So, confused by the first assault,
    it had no opportunity or strength
    to take up arms when they were needed,
    or withdraw me shrewdly to the high,
    steep hill, out of the torment,
    from which it wishes to save me now but cannot.

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    1. I can't really recognize the rhyme scheme, so it must have been lost in translation. Nor can I really recognize the syntax. But I can see metaphors like Love having a bow and arrows. I can't tell whether the tone is sympathetic or angry. And I have no idea what the message is supposed to be.

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    2. It seems like most of the sonnets' central idea circles around love, which is often also personified to create a deeper meaning.

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    3. It seems though the lover might be struggling with love that he has in his heart and doesn't know how to cope with it either pain or desire in his heart

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    4. I like the war wording. Love is a battlefield, if you will. I hope you find your own message from reading this poem.

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  3. It was the Day that Only Faded
    It was on that day when the sun’s ray
    was darkened in pity for its Maker,
    that I was captured, and did not defend myself,
    because your lovely eyes had bound me, Lady.

    It did not seem to me to be a time to guard myself
    against Love’s blows: so I went on
    confident, unsuspecting; from that, my troubles
    started, amongst the public sorrows.

    Love discovered me all weaponless,
    and opened the way to the heart through the eyes,
    which are made the passageways and doors of tears:

    so that it seems to me it does him little honour
    to wound me with his arrow, in that state,
    he not showing his bow at all to you who are armed.

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    1. This sonnet covers a dark and depressing topic, even to this day. This issue is fairly common these days and is always seen on the news: sexual assault from the perspective of the victim. In this sonnet, the tone of the author is, naturally, dark and helpless. She describes how she was attacked by the supposed love of her life, something that is unfortunately common these days. She then described her feelings in a somewhat helpless manner as she was “weaponless”, “unsuspecting”, “public sorrows”. Additionally, in these descriptions, the author personified Love twice throughout this sonnet. This is interesting as she describes Love almost as an enemy of hers that exposes her, creating a scary mood. This mood is also emphasized by the setting set by the author. She creates a physically dark setting as it is a cloudy day, blocking all of the light, which magnifies her situation.
      I feel that despite the fact that these situations occur across the world numerous times everyday, people still don’t know how lucky they are to not have this happen to them. People are always aware of these situations as they make the news, but they shrug it off as part of their normal lives. I think that these stories, from the perspective of the victim, should always make the news so that it strikes home to people about their lives and how lucky they are to not be one of the thousands of people in these situations.

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  5. ‘Quel rosignol, che sí soave piagne,’

    That nightingale who weeps so sweetly,

    perhaps for his brood, or his dear companion,

    fills the sky and country round with sweetness

    with so many piteous, bright notes,


    and it seems all night he stays beside me,

    and reminds me of my harsh fate:

    for I have no one to grieve for but myself,

    who believed that Death could not take a goddess.


    Oh how easy it is to cheat one who feels safe!

    Who would have ever thought to see two lights,

    clearer than the sun, make earth darken?


    Now I know that my fierce fate

    wishes me to learn, as I live and weep:

    nothing that delights us here is lasting.

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  6. This sonnet really displays both love and sadness at once. The Nightingale sings and symbolizes love, particularly in literature, but in this piece of writing the Nightingale also symbolizes life and death. "and reminds me of my harsh fate, for I have no one to grieve for but myself," in this line the poet seems like he is trying to convey the Nightingale as a loved one that was once lost. Also in the line, "and it seems all night he stays beside me," I presume that Petrarch is referring to the Nightingale as his guardian angel. The mood Petrarch is creating for us, the audience, is sorrowful and a bit romantic, he does this mainly by the sad and gloomy tone he uses. You can also tell why the mood he created was sorrowful because the poem is about a death of a significant person of the poet's. There aren't any rhymes that I have found in this sonnet, but inclusively I really liked reading this piece of writing and would love to keep reading sonnets like these.

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  7. ‘S’amor non è, che dunque è quel ch’io sento?
    What do I feel if this is not love?

    But if it is love, God, what thing is this?

    If good, why this effect: bitter, mortal?

    If bad, then why is every suffering sweet?

    If I desire to burn, why the tears and grief?

    If my state is evil, what’s the use of grieving?

    O living death, O delightful evil,

    how can you be in me so, if I do not consent?

    And if I consent, I am greatly wrong in sorrowing.

    Among conflicting winds in a frail boat

    I find myself on the deep sea without a helm,

    so light in knowledge, so laden with error,

    that I do not know what I wish myself,

    and tremble in midsummer, burn in winter.

    This sonnet takes a particular emphasis on expressing contrasting views. The tone in which the sonnet plays with phrases like "If I desire to burn, why the tears and grief?" and "If my state is evil, what’s the use of grieving?". Such phrases are not commonly used in the current English language, and such renders many readers unable to decipher a meaning behind the words, But once the meaning is deciphered, the sonnet is a wonderful play on words and enables the reader to appreciate the scope of what the sonnet is describing. I think this is a great sonnet in which it shows the contrast between two different, but simultaneously similar things

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    1. I think the author is questioning why if one thing happens, then why does this other thing exist? The most interesting one for me is that if it is good, then why is the effect of i "bitter'?

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    2. I really enjoyed this sonnet. It's basic message is why does love hurt, when it should heal? I love the morose wondering, that love, a praised, good thing could ache so. 10/10 would read again love the contrast

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  8. ‘Quand’io mi volgo indietro a miarar gli anni’
    When I turn again to gaze on the years

    that have scattered all my thoughts in passing,

    and doused the fire where I, freezing, burned,

    and ended my repose full of torments,

    broke my faith in loving illusions,

    and made two separate parts of all my good,

    one in heaven, the other left in earth,

    and lost all the profits of my wealth,

    I rouse myself, and find myself so naked,

    that I envy every extreme fate:

    I have such grief and fear for myself.

    O my star, O Fortune, O Fate, O Death,

    O day always sweet and cruel to me,

    to what an evil state you have brought me!



    A lot of sonnets I noticed are about someone grieving about someone or something. In this poem the speaker is grieving about his life and he sounds depressed. It has a very sad and kind of scary tone, but it is also so beautiful at the same time. My favorite part is “I have such grief and fear for myself./O my star, O Fortune, O Fate, O Death,/O day always sweet and cruel to me,/to what an evil state you have brought me!”. He seems conflicted and lost in life. I also like the use of repetition because it captures the reader.

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    1. I agree, but not only are most sonnets about the grievance of another, some are also about the love experienced during the time before grief.

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  9. Chloe Hanrahan

    ‘Lassare il velo o per sole o per ombra’

    I have not seen you, lady,
    leave off your veil in sun or shadow,
    since you knew that great desire in myself
    that all other wishes in the heart desert me.

    While I held the lovely thoughts concealed,
    that make the mind desire death,
    I saw your face adorned with pity:
    but when Love made you wary of me,

    then blonde hair was veiled,
    and loving glances gathered to themselves.
    That which I most desired in you is taken from me:

    the veil so governs me
    that to my death, and by heat and cold,
    the sweet light of your lovely eyes is shadowed.

    I really enjoyed this poem, it’s tone is light, but I sense a bit of sadness in the author. I feel like the author is looking at the one he loves and sees that they wear a facade that shadows the true lightness in them. The author desires to see the one they love without any masks or “veils”, but truly just as themself. I like the repition of “veil” because it gives the reader the sense that it is the same with everyone, it’s never a different facade always the same mask. I can truly see the

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    1. image of a young women in a veil with only her eyes peaking through. This particular piece is an Quatrain and the splitting of stanzas causes the reader to pause more and think, which adds another shroud of mystery. I relate to this sonnet because I believe everyone, including myself, wears that veil sometimes. Whether it be to look stronger or to smile through the pain, we as people don’t like to have people see us as “weak” so we wear the veil and tell everyone we are okay. I think I’m pretty good at removing this veil from friends or family, I think people are comfortable doing this with me; in removing the veil I am able to help and understand this person more. But I myself have to work on removing my veil more often with people.


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    2. I think the tone of the author transitioned from, as you said, a light tone to sadness in the conclusion part of the sonnet. In terms of the veil, do you think it is okay to reveal the truth underneath when surroundded by people outside your family and friends? Why?

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    3. I think it's important that people try to be as authentic as they can whenever. But being 100% authentic in every emotion you have is so hard. To start with friends and families and then try to remove the veil when with others is the right path in my opinion. I think about when people say "how are you" and we automatically say "fine" because any other response would make the other person uncomfortable, but why should we be uncomfortable in being anything but fine?

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    4. Chloe Hanrahan ^^^

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    5. @Chloe I agree that we often use the word "fine" to avoid confrontation. But often through subtext, others can realize what emotion we're really feeling.

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  10. ‘Li angeli electi et l’anime beate’
    The angels elect and the blessed spirits,

    citizens of heaven, surrounded my lady,

    filled with wonderment and reverence,

    on that first day she passed beyond us.

    ‘What light is this, and what new beauty?’

    they said amongst themselves, ‘since in all this age

    no dress so adorned has ever risen

    to this high place, out of the sinful world.’

    She is a paragon to those most perfect spirits,

    happy to have changed her residence,

    and then from time to time she turns,

    looking to see if I am following her, and seems to wait:

    so that all my thoughts and desires yearn towards heaven

    since I hear her praying for me to hasten there.


    I like this poem quite a bit. At the basic interpretation it is about a woman the author (Petrarch) loved who passed on to Heaven and the angels are revering a human who could be so glorious despite coming from such a "sinful" place as Earth. The sonnet seems to be only about the author one sided reverence as most of his sonnets tend to be, but at the end it seems somewhat open in the last line when he says "since I hear her praying for me to hasten there." This woman Petrarch adores may have similar feelings, since he is being called there by her. It could also mean she is so much an affliction of his that he can still feel her calling to him as she did on Earth in a sort of attraction, not requited love. Either are fitting. Usually I would've picked a sonnet more about an unrequited love but I love a possible happier ending more since "she turns, looking to see if I am following her, and seems to wait" gives readers hope that his love is reciprocated. This sonnet's tone seems lighter than his usual longing love sonnets (though there still is a degree of sadness) despite it being about a dead love, specifically because it is more about the glory of the love in heaven, not of their passing. The word "heaven" is repeated, which makes sense since Petrarch would quite obviously want the reader to know that his love was so spectacular that they not only made it into heaven, but astounded the angels ruling it. "Spirits" is also repeated to emphasize how she is truly dead, that it is still a lost love to death even if she is admired by these holy beings. Overall, I loved the idea of sonnets before reading them and I love them more now that I have read them !!

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  11. ‘Or che ’l ciel et la terra e ’l vento tace’

    Now that the sky and the earth and the wind are silent
    and the wild creatures and the birds are reined in sleep,
    (Repetition of “and the”. Imagery of a quiet night)
    Night leads its starry chariot in its round,
    and the sea without a wave lies in its bed,
    (personification of night and the sea)
    I look, think, burn, weep: and she who destroys me
    is always before my eyes to my sweet distress:
    (tone of sadness)
    war is my state, filled with grief and anger,
    and only in thinking of her do I find peace.
    So from one pure living fountain
    (objectification)
    flow the sweet and bitter which I drink:
    (contrasts bitter and sweet)
    one hand alone heals me and pierces me:
    (hyperbole)
    and so that my ordeal may not reach haven,
    I am born and die a thousand times a day,
    (hyperbole)
    I am so far from my salvation.
    (tone of despair)

    The author first begins by creating a peaceful image of a quiet night. He then begins to reminisce of a loved one begins crying. The anguish continues everyday as he can’t put her out of his mind. Petrarch does an excellent job of conveying emotion in the poem through his choice of words. The poem captures the moment perfectly but also leaves questions about the context. Who is the speaker? Is he traveling far away from home or is the loved one deceased?

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  12. I turn back at every step I take
    with weary body that has borne great pain,
    and take comfort then from your aspect
    that makes me go on, saying: Ah me!
    Then thinking of the sweet good I leave,
    of the long road, and of my brief life,
    I halt my steps, dismayed and pale,
    and lower my eyes weeping to the ground.
    Sometimes a doubt assails me in the midst
    of sad tears: how can these limbs
    live separated from their spirit?
    But Love replies: Do you not remember
    that this is the privilege of lovers,
    freed from every other human tie?

    The tone of the author in this sonnet varies from section to section. In the first quatrain it feels like the author using a tired voice and the person in the sonnet doesn’t feel like like what they are doing is right. In the second quatrain, the tone feels sad or sympathetic. The person in the poem feels sorry for what they are going to miss in their life. The first three lines in the sestet sound like the person is doubtful in what they are doing. The final three lines of the sestet sound like the person is gaining hope. The diction in this sonnet is both positive and negative. The negative diction is when the author says “ah me.” The author is making it sound like the person is upset that what happening to him is actually happening. The positive diction is “Do you not remember that this is the privilege of lovers, freed from every other human tie?” The author is using this as hope for the person in the poem. The structure of this sonnet seems to be that every time the author changes tone, a new stanza is created specifically for it.
    I believe this poem means that while love is painful and hurts us, it is a feeling nothing else can give us. At first, the person in the poem is upset, they keep looking back at what has happened and are drained from their experience and from how things have turned out. In the second quatrain, he realizes everything that he has lost and begins to sympathize for himself. In the next three lines, the person doesn’t understand how he can live his life being separated from his soul which he gave up for someone or something. The final three lines are hope that while things don’t work out all the time, love is there to give you feeling that nothing else can give you, and once you find out what that love is for you will be able to be happy.

    Nikita Orbits

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  13. ‘Lassare il velo o per sole o per ombra’

    I have not seen you, lady,

    leave off your veil in sun or shadow,

    since you knew that great desire in myself

    that all other wishes in the heart desert me.

    While I held the lovely thoughts concealed,

    that make the mind desire death,

    I saw your face adorned with pity:

    but when Love made you wary of me,

    then blonde hair was veiled,

    and loving glances gathered to themselves.

    That which I most desired in you is taken from me:

    the veil so governs me

    that to my death, and by heat and cold,

    the sweet light of your lovely eyes is shadowed.

    I found this poem to be very beautiful in both it's tone and meaning. I think that the author is talking about a woman whom he loves but doesn't truly have a connection with. They use repetition with the word "veil" quite frequently. The author wants to understand more about the woman but as soon as they get a glimpse of her true self, she shields herself with the "veil", which is heart-breaking for the author.

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    1. This "veil" in which the poet speaks of can be very relatable for many readers. Some people may not be comfortable opening up to others possibly because of past experiences that changed them, or they have always been inverted and choose to keep emotions to themselves. Sometimes you can diminish this veil for a few trustworthy people, but in other cases you may have become changed by an event so much that you never remove the veil.

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  14. ‘Se la mia vita da l’aspro tormento’

    If my life of bitter torment and of tears

    could be derided more, and made more troubled,

    that I might see, by virtue of your later years,

    lady, the light quenched of your beautiful eyes,

    and the golden hair spun fine as silver,

    and the garland laid aside and the green clothes,

    and the delicate face fade, that makes me

    fearful and slow to go weeping:

    then Love might grant me such confidence

    that I’d reveal to you my sufferings

    the years lived through, and the days and hours:

    and if time is opposed to true desire,

    it does not mean no food would nourish my grief:

    I might draw some from slow sighs.

    The narrator obviously has been through a lot. The tone is sad and troubled and the word choice like "torment" lead me to believe this. He describes a woman with beautiful features and that could be a sign of longing for something new in his life, something fresh and a distraction from the suffering he's been through. He wants someones, like the woman he describes, to fall in love with so it can, "grant (him) such confidence/ that (he can) reveal to (her) (his) sufferings." It seems like trust doesn't really matter to him, as long as he can fall in love then he can open up and share his pain. At this point I think he's just over being miserable by himself that he'll open up to anyone he falls for. I guess that you can argue that you need trust to love but why would he say "grant me such confidence," why would you need confidence to open up to someone and not trust?

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  15. At the foot of the hill where beauty’s garment
    first clothed that lady with earthly members,
    who has often sent wakefulness to him,
    who sends us to you, out of melancholy sleep,
    we passed by freely in peace through this
    mortal life, that all creatures yearn for,
    without suspicion of finding, on the way,
    anything that would trouble our going.
    But in the miserable state where we are
    driven from that other serene life
    we have one solace only, that is death:
    which is his retribution, who led him to this,
    he who, in another’s power, near to the end,
    remains bound with a heavier chain.

    This sonnet in particular sounds almost like a dying a message to his lover. It's almost like he’s saying that death will get in the way of their love for each other, but still come back to each other. In the last quatrain, Petrarch talks about how “he”, aka death, has the power to separate the two lovers, but is burdened with a heavier sin if death were to part two lovers. I think that tone of this sonnet is very intense, yet sweet to know that even death can’t separate two lovers.

    Rebecca Song

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  16. There are creatures in the world with such other

    vision that it is protected from the full sun:

    yet others, because the great light offends them

    cannot move around until the evening falls:

    and others with mad desire, that hope

    perhaps to delight in fire, because it gleams,

    prove the other power, that which burns:

    alas, and my place is with these last.

    I am not strong enough to gaze at the light

    of that lady, and do not know how to make a screen

    from shadowy places, or the late hour:

    yet, with weeping and infirm eyes, my fate

    leads me to look on her: and well I know

    I wish to go beyond the fire that burns me.

    This sonnet is talking about someone and he doesn't think he's worthy of being with a girl as shown in this stanza "I am not strong enough to gaze at the light of that lady, and do not know how to make a screen from shadowy places, or the late hour:" and this inspires him to better himself to be better because "yet, with weeping and infirm eyes, my fate leads me to look on her:" and since he feels that fate is connecting them even though she's way out of his league. So the compensate for her being out of his league he pledges to better himself by wanting to "go beyond the fire that burns me." and that's the last line in the sonnet which suggests his goal is going to be become a better person and go out of his comfort zone, which is also known as "the fire that burns me"

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  18. When the heavenly body that tells the hours

    has returned to the constellation of Taurus,

    power from the burning horns descends

    that clothes the world with new colours:

    and not only in that which lies before us,

    banks and hills, adorned with flowers,

    but within where already the earthly moisture

    pregnant with itself, adds nothing further,

    so that fruits and such are gathered:

    as she, who is the sun among those ladies,

    shining the rays of her lovely eyes on me

    creates thoughts of love, actions and words;

    but whether she governs them or turns away,
    there is no longer any Spring for me.



    When reading this sonnet what immediately stood out to me was the amazing imagery. “ When the heavenly body that tells the hour has returned to the constellation of Taurus power from the burning horns descends that clothes the world with new colours:” the description of this immediately put a intense image into my mind and helped me see what the author was trying to convey. Another bit of imagery I liked was “banks and hills, adorned with flowers but within where already the earthly moisture” for the reason of it putting an image I could visualize to help me better understand the sonnet. Also another quote I liked was“who is the sun among those ladies, shining the rays of her lovely eyes on me” I liked this because it explains this one lady which the author likes so much it’s like she is the sun among all the others and her eyes are like the suns rays. I thought that was an interesting metaphor.

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  19. ‘La vita fugge, et non s’arresta una hora,’

    Life flies, and never stays an hour,
    and death comes on behind with its dark day,
    and present things and past things
    embattle me, and future things as well:

    and remembrance and expectation grip my heart,
    now on this side, now on that, so that in truth,
    if I did not take pity on myself,
    I would have freed myself already from all thought.

    A sweetness that the sad heart knew
    returns to me: yet from another quarter
    I see the storm-winds rattling my sails:

    I see no chance of harbour, and my helmsman
    is weary now, and my masts and ropes are broken,
    and the beautiful stars, I used to gaze on, quenched.

    In this sonnet, there is an overall melancholy tone and a yearning for something or someone that is lost. The talk about life being fleeting and death coming very quickly helps to create this dark, rather sad tone. The use of imagery is also prevalent in this piece thoroughly describes the surroundings and scenes in his metaphors. The reader can clearly see the broken ship and tired crew that further works to add to the mournful mood of the poem. The use of this metaphor in the final lines of the sonnet, comparing the author to a ship, emphasizes what has been lost. He describes being nowhere near the harbor, with a tired crew, broken masts and ropes, and no longer being able to see the stars. “The beautiful stars, I used to gaze on, quenched” illustrates his loss, very likely of a woman, and he no cannot not see the harbor, or where to go. There is a lot of personification in this poem. The line “and death comes on behind with its dark day” describes death as having a dark sky, depicting death as a living entity that can have its own “dark sky.” Later on the line “and remembrance and expectation grip my heart” shows remembrance and expectation personified as they have the ability to “grip” the author’s heart. In general, I was drawn to this sonnet because of its use of tone and metaphor. I also enjoyed its simplistic structure, making it relatable for everyone.

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  20. ‘Son animali al mondo de sí altera’
    There are creatures in the world with such other
    vision that it is protected from the full sun:
    yet others, because the great light offends them
    cannot move around until the evening falls:

    and others with mad desire, that hope
    perhaps to delight in fire, because it gleams,
    prove the other power, that which burns:
    alas, and my place is with these last.

    I am not strong enough to gaze at the light
    of that lady, and do not know how to make a screen
    from shadowy places, or the late hour:

    yet, with weeping and infirm eyes, my fate
    leads me to look on her: and well I know
    I wish to go beyond the fire that burns me.

    The first stanza was simple: Petrarch was simply stating how some animals come out during the day and some animals are nocturnal and come out during the night.
    In the second stanza, Petrarch introduces a different class in which he associates himself with. He claims to associate himself with a class of people who strive to chase the fire? There is irony in that he says how fire is bright and gleaming and beautiful.
    In the last two stanzas, he starts to say how he wants to look at that light, which he relates to a woman, but he must put himself in anguish because it is bright and it hurts him?
    Very confusing.

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  21. Lust and dull slumber and the lazy hours
    Have well nigh banished virtue from mankind.
    Hence have man’s nature and his treacherous mind
    Left their free course, enmeshed in sin’s soft bowers.
    The very light of heaven hath lost its powers
    Mid fading ways our loftiest dreams to find;
    Men jeer at him whose footsteps are inclined
    Where Helicon from dewy fountains showers.
    Who seeks the laurel? who the myrtle twines?
    “Wisdom, thou goest a beggar and unclad,”
    So scoffs the crowd, intent on worthless gain.
    Few are the hearts that prize the poet’s lines:
    Yet, friend, the more I hail thy spirit glad!
    Let not the glory of thy purpose wane!

    I really enjoyed reading this sonnet. It follows the rhyme scheme of - ABBA, ABBA, CDE, CDE. The tone of this sonnet is a bit... realistic (for lack of a better word) but builds up to happiness at the end with the line "Let not the glory of thy purpose wane!" They're basically saying that despite everything that may happen, don't lost your purpose and glory of that purpose.

    There were a few lines that I really liked. One was "So scoffs the crowd, intent on worthless gain." This line seems a bit realistic. People who are okay with gain that seems to have value, but is entirely worthless in the long run. There was one line that REALLY spoke to me. It was "Few are the hearts that prize the poet's lines:" As a poet myself, I can relate. Not everyone gets what you're trying to convey and not everyone will like your poems. And I've learned to live with that. You can't please everyone in this world.

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  22. I have not seen you, lady,

    leave off your veil in sun or shadow,

    since you knew that great desire in myself

    that all other wishes in the heart desert me.

    While I held the lovely thoughts concealed,

    that make the mind desire death,

    I saw your face adorned with pity:

    but when Love made you wary of me,

    then blonde hair was veiled,

    and loving glances gathered to themselves.

    That which I most desired in you is taken from me:

    the veil so governs me

    that to my death, and by heat and cold,

    the sweet light of your lovely eyes is shadowed.

    The tone seems to be sad and dark, because there are words like "death", "shadow", and "pity" used quite often. There was repetition because the poet used the word death multiple times. Again, there is diction with the words previously mentioned that lead me to believe that it is negative. The structure of the poem is that it has extremely short lines and choppy stanzas. The poem creates a dark, sad imagery due to the use of words. I think that irony is shown in the last line, because you wouldn't expect the "light of her eyes to be shadowed".

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  23. What infinite providence and art

    He showed in his wonderful mastery,

    who created this and the other hemisphere,

    and Jupiter far gentler than Mars,

    descending to earth to illuminate the page

    which had for many years concealed the truth,

    taking John from the nets, and Peter,

    and making them part of heaven’s kingdom.

    It did not please him to be born in Rome,

    but in Judea: to exalt humility

    to such a supreme state always pleases him;

    and now from a little village a sun is given,

    such that the place, and nature, praise themselves,

    out of which so lovely a lady is born to the world.
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    I believe that the author is talking about god in this poem. He also doesn't really follow a rhyming form. Its free but it isn't freeform. In the last triplet he writes "And now from a little village a sun is given". I think he is referring to Jesus and he uses the word sun to compare him to a sun while still being a son. In the beginning of the poem the author is using similes to compare the planets to works of art. He then compared god creating earth to writing a book, he is saying we are god's book. I didn't really understand the third stanza. Is he saying that god did not like being in Rome because he was forced to be big and flashy but then he liked Judea because he exalted humility, held being humble in high regard?

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  24. 90. ‘Erano i capei d’oro a l’aura sparsi’
    She let her gold hair scatter in the breeze

    that twined it in a thousand sweet knots,

    and wavering light, beyond measure, would burn

    in those beautiful eyes, which are now so dim:

    and it seemed to me her face wore the colour

    of pity, I do not know whether false or true:

    I who had the lure of love in my breast,

    what wonder if I suddenly caught fire?

    Her way of moving was no mortal thing,

    but of angelic form: and her speech

    rang higher than a mere human voice.

    A celestial spirit, a living sun

    was what I saw: and if she is not such now,

    the wound’s not healed, although the bow is slack.
    I like this because of the imagery it gives the lady he is in love with being not human. The metaphors like burn in the beautiful eyes. He calls her a living sun but some of the stanzas you can see she like pites him that the author does not pay attention much to her emotions as her beauty. I think she is pitying him but he thinks it might be false.

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  25. 151. ‘Non d’atra et tempestosa onda marina’
    No weary helmsman ever fled for harbour
    from the dark and tempestuous ocean waves,
    as I do from gloomy and turbid thought,
    fleeing where my great passion spurs me on.
    Never has divine light overcome mortal vision
    as did that sublime beam mine, that
    of the beautiful, sweet, gentle, black and white
    eyes in which Love gilds and sharpens his arrows.
    He is not blind yet, but I see him with his quiver:
    naked, except in so much as shame is veiled:
    a boy with wings: not painted, but alive.
    From this he shows me what he hides from others,
    what I read, little by little, in her beautiful eyes,
    all that I speak of Love, and all that I write.

    I like this poem because of the imagery in the opening line. You can see the huge waves devouring the ship with the sailors holding on for dear life.The sharpening of the arrows reminds me of cupid and the sharp feeling that one experiences with love To explain the feeling of love is very difficult but with the connections of imagery to love makes the poem relatable. Everyone has felt the feeling of love but they don’t know how to describe it. This poem does a very good job at that.

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Due Thursday, June 13th - All I Really Needed to Know I Learned in Mr. Pellerin's Survey of British Literature Class.

Overview :  Go back to our first blog, and walk through the 2018-2019 school year.  Revisit the books we read and our class responses.  Look...