The man who was engaged in being hanged was apparently about thirty-five years of age. He was a civilian, if one might judge from his habit, which was that of a planter
The man who was being hanged may have been a prisoner of war
The man who was engaged in being hanged was apparently about thirty-five years of age. He was a civilian, if one might judge from his habit, which was that of a planter
The man who was being hanged may have been a prisoner of war
The man's hands were behind his back, the wrists bound with a cord. A rope closely encircled his neck
Execution in Alabama ? Seems to be a hanging
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
The author felt like their brain was dead , numb to emotions
They shut me up in Prose – As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet –
She didn’t fit into society’s normal standard
Wild nights - Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile - the winds - To a Heart in port - Done with the Compass - Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden - Ah - the Sea! Might I but moor - tonight - In thee!
The author is relating their wild nights to a night in paradise. They emphasize on the excitement and enjoyability
dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
He was curious of things that no one else would think about
filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
He was intrigued and terrified
My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from m
His wife seems to have passed away
this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me
His wife only cared of the love that they shared
Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
Believing that hope is gone , he sees hope as a dream
, I ceased my labours and sat down upon the bones. When at last the clanking subsided, I resumed the trowel, and finished without interruption the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh tier. The wall was now nearly upon a level with my breast
He was tired but very close to him
With these materials and with the aid of my trowel, I began vigorously to wall up the entrance of the niche
He’s trying to enter the niche , which takes him a while
. He prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. Few Italians have the true virtuoso spirit. For the most part their enthusiasm is adopted
He was authentic unlike others, he valued his culture and took pride in it
SLEEPY HOLLOW, and its rustic lads are called the Sleepy Hollow Boys throughout all the neighboring country. A drowsy, dreamy influence seems to hang over the land, and to pervade the very atmosphere. Some say that the place was bewitched by a High German doctor,
“ Legend “ story seems to be supernatural , rumor
nd reverberated by the angry echoes. If ever I should wish for a retreat whither I might steal from the world and its distractions, and dream quietly away the remnant of a troubled life, I know of none more promising than this little valley
The valley he was hunting in was especially quiet , it’s a good place to clear his head.
ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prizeprize Value thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the Eastthe East East Indies, southeast Asia, including India; the English East India Company began in 1600. doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench,My ... rivers cannot quench Compare the Song of Solomon: “Muche water can not quenche love, nether can the floods drowne it." (Geneva Bible) Also, quench could mean to satisfy. Nor oughtought Anything but love from thee give recompenserecompense Return payment; reward. Thy love is such I can no way repay; The heavens reward thee manifoldmanifold In abundance, I pray. Then while we live, in love let’s so perseverpersever Both to continue steadfastly, and in the Theological sense to remain in a state of grace. An earlier spelling of the word “persevere.”, That when we live no more, we may live ever
This entire poem expresses the love she has for her husband, how great the love she holds for him is
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Her love is unconditional , unreachable, beyond
I weary grow, the tedious day so long; But when thou Northward to me shalt return
She seems to be worried about the long day and not seeing her spouse
If any worth or virtue were in me, Let that live freshly in thy memory
Keep her in your memories
But with death’s parting blow is sure to meet. The sentence past is most irrevocable, A common thing, yet oh inevitable.
Death is inevitable, everything good must come to an end
Thy blemishes amend, if so I could: I wash’d thy face, but more defects I saw,
The poet seems to believe that no matter what she does she still can see her flaws. Her problems seems to have no solution
On this occasion a feast is prepared, and the bride and bridegroom stand up in the midst of all their friends, who are assembled for the purpose, while he declares she is thenceforth to be looked upon as his wife, and that no other person is to pay any addresses to her. This is also immediately proclaimed in the vicinity, on which the bride retires from the assembly
When a man claims a women to be his wife she no longer is anything but that to others. She is his
This man had two wives and some children, and they all used me extremely well
It was common for a man to have multiple wives there , not common for a woman to have multiple husbands
Our land is uncommonly rich and fruitful, and produces all kinds of vegetables in great abundance. We have plenty of Indian corn, and vast quantities of cotton and tobacco. Our pine apples grow without culture; they are about the size of the largest sugar-loaf, and finely flavoured. We have also spices of different kinds, particularly pepper; and a variety of delicious fruits which I have never seen in Europe; together with gums of various kinds, and honey in abundance
The land is very resourceful unlike any other land
While in thine hand with pleasure we behold The silken reins, and Freedom's charms unfold.
She associates Earl coming to freedom for her people
On deathless glories fix thine ardent view: Still may the painter’s and the poet’s fire To aid thy pencil, and thy verse conspire!
Wheatley is appreciating the artist work and speaks on its value and the inspiration it’s given to her work
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,"Their colour is a diabolic die."Remember, Christians, Negros, black as Cain,May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.
African Americans in America have been treated so negatively since the birth of the country.