.... mother, who is seeking revenge on her son's death, he is able to slay her by slashing the monster's neck with a Giant's sword that can only be lifted by a person as strong as Beowulf. When he chops off her head, he carries it from the ocean with ease, but it takes four men to lift and carry it back to Herot mead-hall. This strength is a key trait of Beowulf's heroism. Another heroic trait of Beowulf is his ability to put his peoples welfare before his own. Beowulf's uncle is king of the Geats so he is sent as an emissary to help rid the Danes of the evil Grendel. Beowulf risks his own life for the Danes, asking help f .....

.... leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. I've learned - That you can keep going long after you think you can't. I've learned - That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I've learned - That either you control your attitude or it controls you. I've learned - That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place. I've learned - That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to b .....

.... knows what! You realize how we are about these things my townspeople- something will be found-anything even flowers if he had come to that. So much for the hearse. For heaven's sake though see to the driver! Take off the silk hat! In fact that's no place at all for him- up there unceremoniously dragging our friend out to his own dignity! Bring him down-bring him down! Low and inconspicuous! Id not have him ride on the wagon at all-damn him- the undertaker's understrapper! Let him hold the reins and walk at the side and inconspicuously too! Then briefly as to yourselves: Walk behind-as they do in France, seventh class, or .....

.... would “miss a step” and stumble. Roethke then states, “You beat time on my head”, as if he were keeping time for a dance or a rhythm on the boys head (13). This all enlarges the negativity and sadness of the poem. The small boy also states, “But I hung on like death” (3). This proves that the boy was thinking about death, but dangling on to prevent it. During this whole incident the boy’s mother sits and watches as the abuse continues. Furthermore, the mother’s apathy towards the battering of her son is even more depressing and negative. The author says, “My mother’s countenance / Could not unfrown itself� .....

.... Porphyria is definitely in love with him, but seems to be too weak to act seriously on her feelings. Porphyria traveled at night in a storm to meet her Lover which shows that she is certainly interested and devoted to him. I also think they are having an affair because the poem is called "Porphyria's Lover". It would explain why the relationship was so clandestine. Her Lover was not sure if Porphyria truly loved him. When he discovered that she did he killed her so they would always be together. Is the poem uttered by one speaker who is not the poet at a critical time? Yes. The poem has only one speaker who is not the poe .....

.... long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. In the simplest terms possible, Shakespeare is saying that the woman of whom this poem speaks of is beautiful. But even more than that, the eloquence in which he expresses her beauty demonstrates that Shakespeare loves the woman he is addressing. In what seems almost a response to Shakespeare’s sonnet, Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote a poem titled, “If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Naught”. If thou must love me, let it be for naught Except for love’s sake only. Do not say “I love her for her smile – h .....

.... most of his poems are writtin. Even is Scotland, the provincial dialect which Ramsay and he have used is now read with a difficulty which greatly damps the pleasure of the reader: in England it cannot be read at all, without such a constant reference to a glossary, as nearly to destroy that pleasure. As Mackenzie states: "The power of genius is not less admirable in tracting the manners, than in painting the passions, or drawing the scenery of nature. That intuitive glance with which a writer like Shakespere discerns the characters of men, with which he catches the many changing hues of life, forms a sort of problem io the sc .....

.... his mother quickly removed to England. All of Byron's passions developed early. In 1803 he had his first serious and abortive romance with Mary Chaworth. At the age of15 he fell platonically but violently in love with a young distant cousin, Mary Duff (Parker 10). He soon had another affair with a woman named Mary Gray. Soon hereafter he was involved with many liaisons with such women as Lady Caroline Lamb and then Lady Oxford. Then just as Byron was beginning to live his life the way he had always wanted to, his mother dies in 1811. The following year he became immensely fashionable and notorious. By 1813 he had began a .....

.... His luck indeed seems to change, and the Mariner experiences the punishment that comes with the moral error of killing the Albatross-- isolation and alienation from everything but himself. Then, the "Nightmare," the life in death, kills his crew. He is lost at sea, left alone in the night to suffer, and he has detached from his natural cycle. The Mariner proclaims his misery when he says: "Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony." To the Mariner, nature has become foreign. This is a very low point in his spiritual journey. The Mariner then has a rev .....

.... eyes Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow. Away! Away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Becchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmet darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, th .....