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Week 12 Reading Notes: Nursery Rhymes pt B

I am focusing my notes for pt B over the love and matrimony rhymes and poems. I love reading poetry because my grandma used to always write and read poetry. I think it is so sweet to think about how important it was to her, and it makes the poems much more meaningful to me. The first few rhymes I read did not make much sense, but there were definitely some that stuck out to me that I really enjoyed. I decided to do the beautiful sentences note-taking strategy since rhyming and poetry are often very beautiful.

  • "Jack fell down and broke his crown" I love this sentence because I always heard it as a kid but never thought anything of it. Calling someone's head a crown is such old-fashioned language, but it's very pretty sounding. 
  • "Sylvia, sweet as morning air" I think this is such a beautiful sentence. It obviously shows and explains how much someone cares for Sylvia and what they think about her. I wish that people nowadays still used some of the same language as in the past, because I think it is much more intentional and sweet. 
  • "Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all" I thought this sentence was interesting because for the majority of the poem, the author made it seem like the wife was very overweight. Then, in the last sentence, he called her little. I am not sure if I was interpreting the sentence wrong, or if the author intended on included a parallel in this poem. 
  • "He said, Little maid will you wed, wed, wed?" I thought this sentence was sweet and it set the tone for the repetition in the rest of the rhyme/poem. I like poems like this because they are catchy and they hold my attention for the entirety of reading. 
Jack and Jill at the bottom of the hill. 
Bibliography: The Nursery Rhyme Book edited by Andrew Lang and illustrated by L. Leslie Brooke (1897).

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