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Alliteration, Assonance, and Consonance

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Alliteration, assonance, and consonance

The Raven – Edgar Allen Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
            Only this and nothing more.”

Alliteration is the repetition of an initial letter or sound within a lines of poetry, such as the red highlights above.

Assonance is the repetition of matching vowels or vowel sounds in lines of poetry, as in Blue highlights above.

Consonance is the repetition of matching consonants, as in the orange highlights above,

As a note, I have marked more that some would, as it is often held that these things are to be taken line by line. I myself think this idea is nonsense, because the next line is just as close as the line itself, and to go 4 or 5 lines is entirely reasonable because if rhyme is easy to memorize than surely the brain picks up of these things a few lines away.

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