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Understanding Poetry: Cornell note set-up

 

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Understanding Poetry: rhyme

From the Oxford:

rhyme |rīm|
noun
correspondence of sound between words or the endings of words, esp. when these are used at the ends of lines of poetry.
• a short poem in which the sound of the word or syllable at the end of each line corresponds with that at the end of another.
• poetry or verse marked by such correspondence of sound.
• a word that has the same sound as another.

To simplify:

rhyme, the correspondence of sounds between words or the ending of words.
rhythm is a regular, repeated pattern, from the Greek rhuthmos, ‘to flow.’

To review:
syllable, a vowel sound usually conjoined to a consonant.
vowel, an open vocal-tract sound.
consonant, a closed vocal-tract sound.

Now, some examples. (Note that rhyme at the end of the line is only one of many types):

triple, words with three rhyming syllables, e.g., quickening/thickening
head, i.e., alliteration: “And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain.”
end, rhyme at the line’s end
apocopated, a “cut-off”rhyme, e.g., hot/potted, pain/gainless
internal, rhyme within the line
rising, an iamb (syllables unstressed and stressed) or single stressed syllable at line’s end (see image below)
slant/half/off/approximate/near, an “almost” rhyme, e.g, fear/care, gone/moan
homonym, a repeated rhyme with different spelling, e.g., sail/sale, preys/praise
identical, or repetition, the same word, reemphasized
pure, rhyme with differing initial consonant: bell/cell/dell/fell/hell
falling, a trochee (syllables stressed and unstressed)(see image below.)
unpatterned, randomly-placed rhymes
eye, slant rhymes that look alike: cough/rough, wind/find
linked, end syllable of one line beginning the next, e.g.,
Night weighs down on the rooftop
stops the flashlight of a scared cop

The list is an adaptation of from
Mayes, Frances. The Discovery of Poetry. Harcourt. 2001.

The stressed or accented syllable is indicated by the ictus′ and the unstressed or unaccented syllable by the breve˘

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Script excerpt

KEATING
Now, devotees may argue that one sport
or game is inherently better than
another. For me, sport is actually a
chance for us to have other human beings
push us to excel. I want you all to come
over here and take a slip of paper and
line up single file.
 
Keating reaches the stands. He tosses the balls aside and pulls sets
his briefcase down. As the boys line up he begins ripping off slips
of paper from a notepad and handing them out.
 
KEATING
Mr. Meeks, time to inherit the earth.
Mr. Pitts, rise above your name.
 
He hands the notepad to another student.
KEATING
I want you to hand these out to the boys,
one apiece.
 
EXT. SOCCER FIELD – DAY
The students are all lined up in single file, each holding a slip
of paper. Keating blows his whistle.
 
KEATING
You know what to do, Pitts.
 
PITTS
“Oh to struggle against great odds. To
meet enemies undaunted.”
 
KEATING
Sounds to me like you’re daunted. Say it
again like you’re undaunted.
 
PITTS
“Oh to struggle against great odds. To
meet enemies undaunted.”
 
KEATING
Now go on.
 
Pitts gives one of the soccer balls a good kick.
 
KEATING
Yes! Next.
 
One of the students sets up the next ball as the line advances.
 
BOY 1
“To be a sailor of the world, bound for
all ports.”
 
KEATING
Next. Louder!
 
BOY 2
“Oh, I live to be the ruler of life, not
a slave.”
 
Keating walks away and starts up a record player.
 
BOY 3
“To mount the scaffolds. To advance to
the muzzle of guns with perfect
nonchalance.”
 
Classical music begins playing on the phonograph. Meeks goes to
read next but is confused by the music.
 
KEATING
Come on, Meeks! Listen to the music.
 
MEEKS
“To dance, clap hands, exalt, shout,
skip, roll on, float on.”
 
KEATING
Yes!
 
HOPKINS
(without energy)
“Oh, to have life henceforth the poem of
new joys.”
 
Hopkins crumples up his paper and then barely taps the soccer
ball with his foot.
 
Keating puts a look of disgust on his face.
 
KEATING
Oh! Boo! Come on, Charlie, let it fill
your soul!
 
Charlie raises his hands over his head.
 
CHARLIE
“To indeed be a god!”