Repetition, Rhyme, and Rhythm

Repetition – What’s the point? Repetition uses a word, phrase or image more than once for emphasis. Repetition uses a word, phrase or image more than once for emphasis.

Repetition Example HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that over sprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of *Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation# that so musically swells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. from The Bells by Edgar Allen Poe * Runic- songlike or poem-like. #Tintinnabulation-sound of ringing bells. HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that over sprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of *Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation# that so musically swells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. from The Bells by Edgar Allen Poe * Runic- songlike or poem-like. #Tintinnabulation-sound of ringing bells.

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Rhyme Rhyme- words that end with the same sound.

Rhyme & Repetition Example I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them Sam I am. I do not like them in a boat. I do not like them with a goat. I do not like them in a house. I do not like them with a mouse. from Green Eggs and Ham by Doctor Suess

Rhyme Example with Rhyme Scheme I do not like green eggs and ham. (A) I do not like them Sam I am. (A) I do not like them in a boat. (B) I do not like them with a goat. (B) I do not like them in a house. (C) I do not like them with a mouse. (C) from Green Eggs and Ham by Doctor Suess

Repetition & rhyme example from: Maya Angelou Born: 1928 in St. Louis, Missouri Died: Still kickin’! Notable prizes: Has received over fifty honorary degrees. WOW!.

Repetition and rhyme – Still I Rise, by Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise. You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise.

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Rhythm Rhythm - a pattern created by the stressed and unstressed syllables in a line of poetry.

Repetition, rhyme and rhythm example:. Gwendolyn Brooks Born: June 7, 1917 Topeka, Kansas Died: December 3, 2000 (aged 83) Chicago, Illinois, USA Notable prizes: Pulitzer Prize First African American Woman to win the Pulitzer Prize for poetry.

WE REAL COOL by Gwendolyn Brooks

WE REAL COOL The Pool Players Seven at the Golden Shovel We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon. -Gwendolyn Brooks We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon. -Gwendolyn Brooks