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Write analytical essay on the below poem -Times New Roman 12 point, double-spaced. Yes, typed! Everything is typed! -Poem, short story, article and song titles are in quotes. The exceptions would be really long poems like Homer's Odyssey. Don't worry, though, those won't come up[1]. Periods go INSIDE quotes, and outside parentheses. -When you're writing about literature, you're in the world of the text. This means you don't refer to the actors when you see a Shakespeare film. He's not Keanu, he's John the Bastard. -The world of text is current—when you write, it's “Edmund is upset because Mary seems preoccupied with money,” not “Edmund was upset because Mary was preoccupied with money.[2]” -Needless to say, you need the writing, prewriting and revising skills you gained in composition, coupled with the ability to build an argument that you have from research.[3] You know, then, that first drafts are not acceptable. I'm expecting something you've seen more than once. You also know that you should think your case through before presenting it. -You are paying attention only to the text—the characters and what the author may be trying to say. Don't use your papers as a forum to muse about the world or make sweeping statements about How People Are. It's about the text, not about the whole wide world. No reminiscing, no personal stories. -The most common error is summary. I have read the books, I have seen the films, I have even bought the t-shirts in some cases. I own a copy of all of these. It's a safe bet that I know what happened, so don't just repeat it! What happens in the text does not prove your point just by happening. Your job is to tell us an interesting point or explain a meaning—citing an example from the text is proof, but it needs an explanation. Here's an example: In Robert Browning's “My Last Duchess” the speaker, the Duke, is a man more concerned with status and objects than people. When he ends his conversation by blithely switching topics to the bronze sea-horse, he tells us that his dead wife is now what he wished her to be—another object in his collection. SONG -- John Donne GO and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind. If thou be'st born to strange sights, Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me, All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear, No where Lives a woman true and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.