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Rhyme Scheme and Stanzas

Ms.

Macemore

Unit Two: American RomanticismSlide2

What is rhyme scheme?

A 

rhyme scheme

 is the pattern of rhyming lines in a poem. It is usually referred to by using letters to indicate which lines rhyme. For example

abab

indicates a four-line stanza in which the first and third lines rhyme, as do the second and fourth

.

Example:

Bid me to weep, and I will w

eep

,

While I have eyes to s

ee

; 

And having none, yet I will k

eep

A heart to weep for th

ee

.

- From

To

Anthea

, Who May Command Him Any

Thing

by Robert HerrickSlide3

Rhyme Scheme

Each new rhyming sound gets a new letter. Look below:

Sing

A

Through

B

Thing

A

True

B

Hope

C

Ring

A

Shoe

B

String

ASlide4

Practice

Because

I'm

happy

A

Clap along if you feel like a room without a

roof

B

Because I'm

happy

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the

truth

Because I'm

happy

Clap along if you know what happiness is to

you

Because I'm

happy

Clap along if you feel like that's what you

wanna

do

- from “Happy” by

Pharrell

WilliamsSlide5

Practice

How is this one different?

So you

wanna

play with

magic

A

Boy you should know what you're

fallin

'

for

B

Baby do you dare to do

this

C

'Cause I'm

comin

' at you like a dark

horse

B

- from “Dark Horse” by Katy PerrySlide6

Practice – Try this one on your own!

Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep

Dreaming about the things that we could be

But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,

Said, no more counting dollars

We'll be counting

stars

Y

eah

we'll be counting

stars

I

see this life like a swinging vine

Swing my heart across the line

And my face is flashing signs

Seek it out and you shall find

Old, but I'm not that old

Young, but I'm not that bold

I don't think the world is sold

I'm just doing what we're told

I feel something so right

Doing the wrong thing

I feel something so wrong

Doing the right thing

I could lie,

coudn't

I, could lie

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

- from “Counting Stars” by One RepublicSlide7

Were you right?

Lately, I've been, I've been losing

sleep

A

Dreaming about the things that we could

be

A

But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard

,

B

Said, no more counting

dollars

C

We'll be counting

stars

B

Yeah we'll be counting

stars

B

I see this life like a swinging

vine

D

Swing my heart across the

line

D

And my face is flashing

signs

D

Seek it out and you shall

find

D

Old, but I'm not that

old

E

Young, but I'm not that

bold

E

I don't think the world is

sold

E

I'm just doing what we're

told

E

I feel something so

right

F

Doing the wrong

thing

G

I feel something so

wrong

H

Doing the right

thing

G

I could lie,

coudn't

I, could

lie

F

Everything that kills me makes me feel

alive

F

- from “Counting Stars” by One RepublicSlide8

Practice

Say something, I'm giving up on you

I'll be the one, if you want me to

Anywhere, I would've followed you

Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I am feeling so small

It was over my head

I know nothing at all

And I will stumble and fall

I'm still learning to love

Just starting to crawl

- from “Say Something” by A Great Big WorldSlide9

Were you right?

Say something, I'm giving up on

you

A

I'll be the one, if you want me

to

A

Anywhere, I would've followed

you

A

Say something, I'm giving up on

you

A

And I am feeling so

small

B

It was over my

head

C

I know nothing at

all

B

And I will stumble and

fall

B

I'm still learning to

love

D

Just starting to

crawl

B

- from “Say Something” by A Great Big WorldSlide10

What is a stanza?

A stanza is

a group of lines in a

poem set apart from one another by spaces in between the sets of lines.

Example:

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all,

And

sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

I've

heard it in the

chillest

land

And on the strangest sea,

Yet never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me.

- Emily Dickinson