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| "Up shadowy long forgotten bowers,"(Poe) | ||
| "From the molten golden notes ..."(Poe) | ||
| "A deadly silence step by step increased. " (Keats) | ||
| "The viol, the violet, and the vine." (Poe) | ||
| "And all the air a solemn stillness holds." (Poe) | ||
| "Hear the sledges with the bells, silver bells." (Poe) | ||
| murmur boom sizzle | ||
| whisper pop fizz | ||
| "We slowly drove, he knew no haste," (Dickinson) | ||
| "To mortal men, he with his horrid crew," (Milton) | ||
| "I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds and bowers; | ||
| From the hag and hungry goblin || that into rags would rend ye, And the spirits that stand || by the naked man || in the Book of Moons, defend ye! | ||
| A line can be end stopped, just like this one Or it can show enjambment just like this One, where the sentence straddles two lines; you feel As if from shore you stepped into a boat. | ||
| Her mind was orderly like a notebook ready for impressions. | ||
| John swims like a fish. | ||
| Fred is a pig | ||
| My life was composed of scattered fragments of broken glass. | ||
| Her heart cried out. | ||
| My shoes are killing me. | ||
| Living death | ||
| No light but rather darkness visible | ||
| O'World! Tell me thy pain," | ||
| "On the cold gray stones, O'Sea," | ||
| "Up fanes - up Babylon like walls ..." (Poe) | ||
| "I would love you ten years before the flood," (Marvel) | ||
| I've told you a million times | ||
| I was so embarrassed, I could have died. | ||
| War is a bother | ||
| The Bible is not without its uses to the clergy. | ||
| Poor little rich girl. | ||
| I'm too tired to sleep. | ||
| "Thus conscience does make cowards of us all." | ||
| Liberty is a different sort of pain from prison." |
