Poetry Elements

Poetry Elements

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Poetry Elements

Poetry Elements

Assessment

Quiz

English

8th - 10th Grade

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Malorie Stockwell

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10 questions

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1.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

3 mins • 1 pt

"Ryker Middle School was so small everybody knew everybody there. So when a new boy showed up one Tuesday morning just before the first bell rang, he stood out like a sore thumb. Well, maybe not like a sore thumb. He was too good looking for that. He was more like a bright shiny object that attracted everyone’s attention."


What form of figurative Language is used in this passage?

Simile

Personificaton

Metaphor

Idiom

2.

MULTIPLE SELECT QUESTION

5 mins • 1 pt

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.


I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea:

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and me.


And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.


The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.


But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in heaven above,

Nor the demons down under the sea,

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.


For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,

In her sepulchre there by the sea—

In her tomb by the side of the sea.


As well as rhyming words at the end of a line, Poe uses internal rhymes such as “beams” and dreams” in the last stanza. Find 2 other example of internal rhyme.

And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes

And so, all the night tide, I lie down by the side

In her tomb by the side of the sea

of my darling my darling my life and my bride

3.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

5 mins • 1 pt

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.


I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea:

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and me.


And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.


The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.


But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in heaven above,

Nor the demons down under the sea,

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.


For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,

In her sepulchre there by the sea—

In her tomb by the side of the sea.


Which of the following is an example of alliteration in the poem?

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee

By the Side of the Sea

And the stars never rise

Chilling and Killing my Annabel Lee

4.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

15 mins • 1 pt

A Puppy for Poppy


“I’m going to miss you so much, Poppy,” said the tall, gangly teenager. He bent down to hug his old golden retriever farewell. He stood up, hugged his parents, and smiled, trying not to let his emotions get the better of him.


His parents were not quite able to keep theirs under control. They had driven their son several hours out of town to the university where he would soon be living and studying. It was time to say goodbye for now at least. His mother sniffled loudly into her tissue, and his father had a lump in his throat that felt like he’d swallowed a bullfrog. The family hugged and smiled through misty eyes and then laughed.


The boy, now nearly a man, hoisted the last bag onto his shoulder, and grinned. “I guess this is it,” he said. “I’ll see you back home in a month, okay?”


His parents nodded, and they watched as he walked out of sight into the crowds of hundreds of students and parents, all enacting the same farewell scenes around them. The boy’s mother turned to the dog. “Okay, Poppy, time to go back home.”


The house seemed quiet as a tomb without the boy living there. All that week, Poppy didn’t seem interested in her dinner, her favorite toy, or even in her daily walk. Her owners were sad too, but they knew their son would be back to visit. Poppy didn’t.


They offered the dog some of her favorite peanut butter treats. They rubbed her belly. They even let her sit on the sofa, but the old girl just wasn’t her usual cheerful self. Her owners started to get worried. Poppy was an older dog, so slowing down and taking longer naps was normal, but this seemed different.


“What should we do to cheer Poppy up?” asked Dad. “We’ve tried everything.”


“I have an idea, but it might be a little crazy,” smiled Mom. “Without anybody left in the house but us, this place could use a bit of fun. Maybe we need the pitter-patter of little paws around here.”


“You’re a genius,” he said.


It didn’t take long before the pair of humans walked through the front door carrying a big box. Poppy welcomed them home as usual, but when she saw the box, she stopped. She sniffed it. Her long fringed tail began wagging ever so slowly, then faster as she caught the scent.


Dad put the box on the ground and opened the top. A shiny little wet nose popped up. Then two fluffy paws. Next the box tipped over sideways, and out tumbled a mass of wiggly golden silliness.


Poppy was amazed. She wagged furiously. She barked with joy. She smiled, her tongue lolling out as she investigated the surprise. The little pup was not shy and immediately starting yipping and jumping around the older dog.


“That didn’t take long,” remarked Mom, as both dogs went roaring around the house in an impromptu game of chase. Dad laughed.


A few weeks later, the boy arrived home from university. He had missed Poppy and was looking forward to seeing her. When he bent down to give her a big hug, he fell over in surprise as a small golden cloud came racing up to lick his face too.


“Oh my gosh, who is this?” he exclaimed. His parents laughed at the look of shock on his face.


“That’s Pee-wee,” said Dad.


“I can’t believe you got yourselves a puppy!”


“We didn’t,” replied Mom. “This puppy is for Poppy!”


What metaphor is used to describe the Puppy?

As both dogs went roaring around in a game of chase

He fell over in surprise as a small golden cloud came racing up to lick his face too

The house seemed as quiet as a tomb

Maybe we need the pitter patter of paws

5.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

5 mins • 1 pt

Fire and Ice

by Robert Frost


1- Some say the world will end in fire,

2- Some say in ice.

3- From what I've tasted of desire

4- I hold with those who favour fire.

5- But if it had to perish twice,

6- I think I know enough of hate

7- To say that for destruction ice

8- Is also great

9-And would suffice.


Which lines in this stanza include end rhymes?

2 4 6

1 3 4 5

2 5 7 9

2 3 4 5

6.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

5 mins • 1 pt

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost


Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.


My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.


He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.


The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

And miles to go before I sleep.


In which Stanza does the author use repetition?

1

2

3

4

7.

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTION

5 mins • 1 pt

In the Garden Emily Dickinson


A bird came down the walk:

He did not know I saw;

He bit an angle-worm in halves

And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew

From a convenient grass,

And then hopped sidewise to the wall

To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes

That hurried all abroad,--

They looked like frightened beads, I thought;

He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,

I offered him a crumb,

And he unrolled his feathers

And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,

Too silver for a seam,

Or butterflies, off banks of noon,

Leap, splashless, as they swim.


What is the narrator doing in this poem?

rowing a boat on the ocean

watching a bird in the garden

trying to catch a bird in the garden

swimming in a pool in the garden

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