How many stanzas does this poem have?Who will believe my verse in time to come,If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tombWhich hides your life and shows not half your parts.If I could write the beauty of your eyesAnd in fresh numbers number all your graces,The age to come would say 'This poet lies;Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'So should my papers yellow'd with their ageBe scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue,And your true rights be term'd a poet's rageAnd stretched metre of an antique song:But were some child of yours alive that time,You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme.A.13B.4C.1D.3SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Who will believe my verse in time to come,If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tombWhich hides your life and shows not half your parts.If I could write the beauty of your eyesAnd in fresh numbers number all your graces,The age to come would say 'This poet lies;Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'So should my papers yellow'd with their ageBe scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue,And your true rights be term'd a poet's rageAnd stretched metre of an antique song:But were some child of yours alive that time,You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme.A.13B.4C.1D.3SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

How many stanzas does this poem have?Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of MayAnd summer's lease hath all too short a date:Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd;But thy eternal summer shall not fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou owest;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shadeWhen in eternal lines to time thou growest;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,So long lives this;—and this gives life to thee.A.1B.14C.4D.3SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Read the following stanza from "Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now," by A. E. Housman.Now, of my threescore years and ten,Twenty will not come again,And take from seventy springs a score,It only leaves me fifty more.What tone does the poet create through his word choice in this stanza?A.JoyfulB.ComfortingC.UnkindD.Reflective

Draft a poem about pain and sorrows of life in 10 lines

Read the first two stanzas of this poem:Love leads me many times beneath the shadeOf ladies fair, whose necks are beauteous hills,And whiter far than flower of any grass;And one there cometh, clothed in robes of green,Who in my heart dwells, as strength dwells in rock,And among others seems as fairest lady.And when I glance upon this gentle lady,Whose brightness scatters every dusky shade,Her light so smites my heart it turns to rock;I roam, as strangled, all among the hills,Till I revive and am with love more greenThan ever yet was spring or freshest grass.This excerpt is an example of what type of poem?A.SestinaB.SonnetC.BalladD.Haiku