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Hyperbole Poems

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Hyperbole Poems

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  1. Hyperbole Poems Hyperbole, or overstatement, is exaggeration used for humor or emphasis. Josh Billings, nineteenth- century American humorist, tells of an Erie Canal mule so dedicated that when he once fell into the water, he kept right on towing, “breathing thru his ears which stuck out of the water about 2 feet 6 inches.”

  2. Hyperbole Poems Although inaccurate, hyperbole can be strong and effective, as seen in these two examples from nineteenth-century English poetry. Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s eagle nests “Close to the sun in lonely lands” ; and William Wordsworth writes of daffodils that “stretch in never-ending line.”

  3. Hyperbole Poems Lovers seem especially fond of hyperbole. At his love’s window, English Romantic poet Percy Bysshe Shelley swoons: O lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail!

  4. Hyperbole Poems HYPERBOLE is from the Greek hyperbolē, meaning “ a throwing beyond” or “excess.”

  5. Hyperbole Poem Example When I die I will be a ghostand discover the world's secrets. When I die and become a ghostI will return to my body and live. When I die I will be on earthand choose to be in heaven. When I die and I have revengeI will live to seek it. When I dieI will live.

  6. Hyperbole Poem Example In Winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle light.
In Summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

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