The Eve Of Waterloo
Stanza 1:There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium’s Capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o’er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell;But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
Stanza 2:Did ye not hear it?—No; ’twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o’er the stony street ; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet— But hark!—that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before!Arm! Arm! it is—it is—the cannon’s opening roar!
Stanza 3:Within a windowed niche of that high hallSate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hearThat sound the first amidst the festival,And caught its tone with death's prophetic ear;And when they smiled because he deemed it near,His heart more truly knew that peal too wellWhich stretched his father on a bloody bier,And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell;He rushed into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell.
Stanza 4:Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro,And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress,And cheeks all pale, which, but an hour ago,Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness.And there were sudden partings, such as pressThe life from out young hearts, and choking sighsWhich ne'er might be repeated; who would guessIf ever more should meet those mutual eyes,Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise!
Stanza 5:And there was mounting in hot haste; the steed,The mustering squadron, and the clattering car,Went pouring forward with impetuous speed,And swiftly forming in the ranks of war;And the deep thunder, peal on peal afar;And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star;While thronged the citizens with terror dumb,Or whispering, with white lips -- "The foe! they come! they come!"
Stanza 1: Byron creates imagery of the ball for the reader. The author uses personification when describing the emotion and feeling of the music played at the ball. He also uses a simile comparing the success of the evening to a wedding bell helping support the peace and ease of the ball. And the last line also has a simile comparing the sounds of something approaching to a sound of a bell that someone rings at a funeral which is tone shift from a joyful town to one that is depressing.
Stanza 2: Byron in second stanza creates image of youth and pleasure meeting causing the people to be naive of the danger that is approaching. He also uses many exclamation points and question marks to create the feeling of surprise of the poem. And he also personifies the repeating noise from the cannons in the cloud
Stanza 3: Within Stanza 3 Byron starts off with an allusion of Duke of Brunswick who is noted for his heroism. Then he includes a metaphor of deaths prophetic ear due to symbol created by mixing prophet and death. by this time the tone has completely shifted to one that is of hate and vengeance.
Stanza 4: The stanza starts off with creating a visual image of the chaotic scene when the people of the town realize whats approaching. and this image then is furthered when byron creates personification in the last lines of the stanza with giving morn an action of rising.
Stanza 5: The Final Stanza is climax of the overall portion of the poem when they last line says the Foe has come. The foe is symbol for the British enemy the French. Byron also creates lots of imagery in this line to show the feeling of war. Creates Visual imagery of squadrons forming and auditory imagery of the drums sounding off.
Stanza 1: TITAN! to whose immortal eyesThe sufferings of mortality,Seen in their sad reality,Were not as things that gods despise;What was thy pity's recompense?A silent suffering, and intense;The rock, the vulture, and the chain,All that the proud can feel of pain,The agony they do not show,The suffocating sense of woe,Which speaks but in its loneliness,And then is jealous lest the skyShould have a listener, nor will sighUntil its voice is echoless.
Stanza 2: Titan! to thee the strife was givenBetween the suffering and the will,Which torture where they cannot kill;And the inexorable Heaven,And the deaf tyranny of Fate,The ruling principle of Hate,Which for its pleasure doth createThe things it may annihilate,Refus'd thee even the boon to die:The wretched gift EternityWas thine--and thou hast borne it well.All that the Thunderer wrung from theeWas but the menace which flung backOn him the torments of thy rack;The fate thou didst so well foresee,But would not to appease him tell;And in thy Silence was his Sentence,And in his Soul a vain repentance,And evil dread so ill dissembled,That in his hand the lightnings trembled.
Stanza 3: Thy Godlike crime was to be kind,To render with thy precepts lessThe sum of human wretchedness,And strengthen Man with his own mind;But baffled as thou wert from high,Still in thy patient energy,In the endurance, and repulseOf thine impenetrable Spirit,Which Earth and Heaven could not convulse,A mighty lesson we inherit:Thou art a symbol and a signTo Mortals of their fate and force;Like thee, Man is in part divine,A troubled stream from a pure source;And Man in portions can foreseeHis own funereal destiny;His wretchedness, and his resistance,And his sad unallied existence:To which his Spirit may opposeItself--and equal to all woes,And a firm will, and a deep sense,Which even in torture can descryIts own concenter'd recompense,Triumphant where it dares defy,And making Death a Victory.
Stanza 1: Stanza one opens up with a horrid tone of the sufferings of the Titan Prometheus. Byron has sympathy for the situation Prometheus is in for stealing fire from the greek god Zeus. These tortures are shown through symbols of the rock, the vulture, and the chain all of which are part of Prometheus's punishment. He ends the stanza with a hyperbole of voices being echoless helping expand the image of prometheus being helpless.
Stanza 2: The second stanza heats up even more with grief toward Prometheus. This stanza has a extended metaphor of how fire, which was stolen out of hate created pleasure for the others. He then uses irony when he talks about how a wretched gift is eternity, which is ironic due to most people believe living forever is a gift. And then finally he uses personification toward the end of the stanza he personifies a list of things from fate, to evil, to lightning. All these help in furthering sympathy for Prometheus.
Stanza 3: The third stanza is the resolution of the whole poem which justifies that death is ironically a victory not a defeat. Byron shows this by what was just shown from prometheus who is actually a symbol to mankind, which is that is in we must slow down as humans on technology and instead appreciate what we already have and what nature gives us. He uses personification of earth and heaven and how they can't convulse the lesson learned.
The Destruction Of Sennacherib
Stanza 1: THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Stanza 2: Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,That host with their banners at sunset were seen:Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Stanza 3: For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!
Stanza 4: And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
Stanza 5: And there lay the rider distorted and pale,With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Stanza 6: And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Stanza 1-2: The First stanza starts off with a simile of King Sennacherib comparing his conquest like a wolf. Then a second simile occurs comparing the spears of his soldiers to the stars on the sea. All these help create visual image. The second stanza follows up with another smile compares the host to the leaves of the forrest when summer is green. And then second smile supports weakness of the host as to leaves in the Autumn.
Stanza 3-4: Stanza 3 begins with a biblical allusion to the angel of death specifically the book of revelations. This helps show that the battle is comparable to the world coming to an end. Stanza 4 shows the steed having an action of personification creating visual imagery. Also has simile in final lines of stanza 4 describing the foam of the steed being cold.
Stanza 5-6: The climax occurs in these final lines with the fall of the king. Stanza 5 has a tone of unnerve as the soldiers turn pale and all is silent. And then stanza 6 continues this tone until the simile of the sword melting like snow with the appearance of the lord.