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sound devices used
Line/Verse/Stanza
Where art thou, my beloved
Son,
Where art thou, worse to me
than dead?
Where art thou, my beloved
Son,
My Son, if thou be humbled,
poor,
Then come to me, my Son, or
send
My Son, if thou be humbled,
poor,
Hopeless of honour and of
gain,
Oh! do not dread thy
mother's door;
Think not of me with grief and
pain:
I now can see with better
eyes;
And worldly grandeur I
despise,
And fortune with her gifts and
lies.
Alas! the fowls of heaven
have wings,
And blasts of heaven will aid
their flight;
They mount—how short a
voyage brings
Maimed, mangled by
inhuman men;
Thou, thou and all thy mates,
to keep
I dread the rustling of the
Sound Device Used Meaning Gleaned
Repetition The persona is looking for
her son. The persona
compared her loss of her son
to be worse than being dead.
Repetition The phrase “my Son” has
been mentioned on the poem
thrice. The persona has been
expressing her pain and
suffering from losing her son.
Alliteration The persona seems to be
saying that her son does not
have to think of her welfare. If
her son wants to go, he may
go.
Alliteration The persona has compared
her feeling of being trapped
in her sleep in different
situations. One is where she
felt like she is being maimed
and mangled by inhuman
men.
Alliteration The persona felt like she is
trapped in her sleep with
other people she call as
mates. However, all of them
are helpless.
Onomatopoeia The persona has developed
grass; a fear of the world and nature
The very shadows of the as she was able to see the
clouds world with better eyes. The
Have power to shake me as unkind and uncontrollable
they pass: world and nature separated
I question things and do not her from her beloved Son
find and has caused her this
One that will answer to my suffering
mind;
And all the world appears
unkind.

Alas! the fowls of heaven Rhyme This stanza explains how

have wings, angels(fowls) come down on
And blasts of heaven will aid earth to fetch the dead under
their flight; God's plan(blasts of heaven
They mount—how short a will aid their flight). The
voyage brings voyage pertains to one's life
The wanderers back to their and how short it can be. The
delight! wanderers pertains to us who
Chains tie us down by land will soon go back to our
and sea; delight(God's kingdom).
And wishes, vain as mine,
may be
All that is left to comfort thee