With his chin rested upon his immaculate palm, Hypnos inquired, “My dear, what do you so desire to have awaken me with such sweet music?” “Only to find a solution to the plight of the sacred bears; Persephone stated to plead for your assistance, so if I may presume, I think that you will have a way,” Philonoe meekly said. “Well, I think that the solution you desire presents itself in the field in which you stand. Since you provided me with such eloquent melodies, I will harvest my hypnotic flowers for you immediately; however, take caution in handling these objects of my invention, as they may inflict an eternal slumber onto anyone who imprudently touches them,” Hypnos replied. Philonoe graciously accepted the aid, and so the bouquet of …show more content…
Clearly, the winter brought on by the Northern Wind grew more intense as gushes of frigid wind harshly blew into the barren trunks of laurels and stems of asphodel, which lamented the unmerciful weather. Philonoe, however, possessed enough determination to tread through the snow-speckled ground, the howling wind, and the frigid temperature, even if it would result in her demise. Thereafter, she hiked through several hills and plains, being nurtured by what little vegetation left on the plants, and routinely burned food offerings for Artemis. Several days past before any significant hindrance stood in the way of her journey, but when one did present itself, it became evident that she was pitted with the forces of Boreas …show more content…
Before Philonoe could shelter in a cavern however, the blizzard thickened into a unremitting fog so she was unable to seek a cavern in time. Philonoe, herself, barely contained enough energy sustain her marching towards the forest, and the bouquet of flowers that she grasped began to lose some of their vividness as well. Then, even as she could see the the outskirts of Artemis’s forest, she could not reach it and concurrently keep the entire bouquet of the hypnotic flowers alive; besides, the hero’s strength had already faltered, therefore any more harsh exposure to Boreas’s wrath would surely result in her demise. Despite this, Philonoe trudged onward, retaining only the thought of retrieving the solution to the plight of the bears as her only incentive; her lip chapped and became frostbitten, her eyes became weary and blinded by the wind, and her body became weakened and struggled against Boreas’s gusts. Eventually, the hero encumbered by the strenuous task, halted, and observed that the hypnotic flowers began to die off; by impulse or by heroic intentions, Philonoe chose to insert them underneath her tunic onto her bosom, sustaining the life of the flowers with the heat from her body, but concurrently
... showing a less hostile nature. She adorns herself with flowers, and is in ?closest sympathy with the antique wood.? (214) Through this description of Pearl, the forest takes on a sympathetic nature, and is portrayed as an environment where one can find peace with one?s surroundings and be in an environment where they feel amicability instead of antagonism.
It was a spring afternoon in West Florida. Janie had spent most of the day under a blossoming pear tree in the back-yard. She had been spending every minute that she could steal from her chores under that tree for the last three days. That was to say, ever since the first tiny bloom had opened. It had called her to come and gaze on a mystery. From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom. It stirred her tremendously. How? Why? It was like a flute song forgotten in another existence and remembered again.
Usually, a short story may contain profound thoughts. Writers always convey their ideas or opinions by offering several arguments in their productions. These arguments are essential to advancing the story and defining characters. In "Aunt Mary" written by Joseph Imperiale, we might identify three arguments here.
Medea and Antigone are two stories of women fighting back for what they want, or what they feel is right. These stories take place in ancient Greece, around the time of its rise to power. Medea and Antigone are both strong, sometimes-manipulative characters but have different moral settings that control what they do.
Each of Phillis Wheatley’s poems is crafted with a specific purpose in mind. Although her use of heroic couplets stays mostly standard, she does leave room for adaptations that offer some insight into her ultimate purpose. While many of her poems humble her own position, often it is indeed for a specific cause, usually to convey a point she could not have otherwise communicated without fear of chastisement. On the other hand, speaking on religious matters she seems to feel bold enough to elevate her own position to that of an authority figure, giving guidance and hope to those in need of it.
Nor did she look in the blue bag. Instead she rummaged in her purse. In her hand appeared two bills. "You really and truly, earned this," she said handing them over. "Thank you for all your help, my pet." Rosaura felt her arms stiffen, stick close to her body, and then she noticed her mother 's hand on her shoulder. Instinctively she pressed herself against her mother 's body. That was all. Except her eyes. Rosaura 's eyes had a cold, clear look that fixed itself on Senora Ines 's face. Senora Ines, motionless, stood there with her hand outstretched. As if she didn 't dare draw it back. As if the slightest change might shatter an infinitely delicate
Lizabeth suddenly felt out of place, hopeless, and alone. Fear, bewilderment, and solitude led her to the marigolds of Miss Lottie once more. That time, she completely destroyed the flowers, ripping and trampling them until there was nothing left. It was not until she noticed Miss Lottie standing over her that all of her innocence faded. In that very moment, she learned compassion. Lizabeth was able to “look beyond herself into the depths of another person” for the first time.
...er inner desperation for happiness that many individuals seek. In the second and third line of the piece, Plath introduces the protagonist, “Percy bows, in his blue peajacket, among the narcissi” and his ailment, “He is recuperating from something on the lung.” She then says how he comes to the field of daffodils to be happy, and in lines seven and eight, why he has come. “There is a dignity to this; there is a formality-/The flowers vivid as bandages, and the man mending.” In this she says that it is respectful to come to the field to die, because there is where he is happy and that the flowers can heal him, as seen in the simile they are “vivid as bandages”. The last stanza ends the story of Percy with, “And the octogenarian loves the little flocks./He is quite blue; the terrible wind tries his breathing./The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.”
In order to comprehend and gleam the theological insights of Philemon, or any Biblical scripture, it is imperative that, at least, a basic understanding of the historical and cultural principles be present in the mind of the reader. Without a comprehension of these truths, a false understanding or misrepresentation of the text may occur. This is not to say that nothing can be obtained from the scripture in and of itself. However, many deeper details may remain hidden without further exploration. As is stated in 2 Timothy 2:15, “Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.”
It had been sixteen years since Prince Hermes experienced a Parsian autumn, and it was quite evident that he’d forgotten how chilly they could be. The man shivered slightly as he traversed through one of the many corridors in the Parsian palace in an attempt to find some source of warmth. Every other room he’d entered prior to now was equally as cold as the open courtyard. The only rooms that had adequate heating had fireplaces, and Hermes was by no means going to enter a closed space with fire.
When Philoclea is sent away from the lodge by her mother, no sooner has Philoclea begun to make her way into the moonlit evening than the narrator pauses to apologize for being inattentive so long to Philoclea's sufferings. The narrator comments on questions about human nature, morality, and the relationship among human nature and morality. The first sentence compares a closed off virtue with a virtue yearns to experience life outside its comfort zone: "The sweet-minded Philoclea was in their degree of well doing to whom the not knowing of evil serveth for a ground...
"Porphyria's Lover" is an exhilarating love story given from a lunatic's point of view. It is the story of a man who is so obsessed with Porphyria that he decides to keep her for himself. The only way he feels he can keep her, though, is by killing her. Robert Browning's poem depicts the separation of social classes and describes the "triumph" of one man over an unjust society. As is often the case in fiction, the speaker of "Porphyria's Lover" does not give accurate information in the story.
The singing grew more insistent at that moment, and a great urge to follow it and find the source was gnawing at his gut. He finished up, running a hand through his flaxen hair as he shut the door behind him. And it continued, the singing, as it brought him down to the bluffs that the cottage overlooked, where small caves lingered.
In the opening of the story Elisa is emasculated by the description of her clothing. She wears "a man’s black hat pulled low down over her eyes, clodhopper shoes, a figured print dress almost completely covered by a big corduroy apron…" (paragraph 5). When Elisa’s husband Henry comes over and compliments her garden and ability to grow things Elisa is smug with him and very proud of her skill with the flowers. Her "green thumb" makes her an equal in her own eyes. When Elisa’s husband asks her if she would like to go to dinner her feminine side comes out. She is excited to go eat at a restaurant and states that she would much rather go to the movies than go see the fights, she "wouldn’t like the fight’s" at all (paragraph 21). Elisa is taken aback with her own submissiveness and quickly becomes preoccupied with her flowers as soon as her husband leaves. When the drifter comes and asks Elisa for work to do she is stern with him and refuses him a job. She acts as a man would to another strange man and becomes irritated. When he persists in asking her she reply’s "I tell you I have nothing like that for you to do" (paragraph 46). The drifter mentions Elisa’s chrysanthemums and she immediately loosens up as "the irritation and resistance melt(ed) from her face" (paragraph 51). The drifter feigns great interest in Elisa’s chrysanthemums and asks her many questions about them. He tells her he knows a lady who said to him "if you ever come across some nice chrysanthemums I wish you’d try to get me a few seeds" (paragraph 56). Elisa is overjoyed by any interest in her flowers and gives the man chrysanthemum sprouts to take to his friend.
Much like Proserpina who represents the springtime, Perdita exemplifies the natural growth and prosperity that accompanies the season. When Antigonus agrees to take up Perdita and leave her to chance, he understands that she is nature’s child since “Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens / To be thy nurses. Wolves and bears, they say, / Casting their savageness aside, have done / Like offices of pity” (II.iii.185-8). Nature then raises the infant as her own when Perdita takes on natural attributes uncommon among humankind. Before Antigonus abandons the infant Perdita in accordance with Leontes’ orders, he addresses the babe, “Blossom, speed thee well” (III.iii.45), as though Perdita resembles a flower in full bloom.