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Poet: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Poem: A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed
Comment 1 of 1, added on May 8th, 2006 at 8:50 AM.
ruffle: to make a low , funereal drumbeat; a metaphor for the bedside crying of a loved one
drear: dreary
BTW: this is not a religion lesson, it's a LITERATURE puzzle.
btw: Elizabeth Barrett Browning and her husband, Robert wrote lots of love poetry that your grandfather, George, and Grandmother, Barbara, read to each other when they were young lovers.
"By thy forsaken Sonship in the red
Drear wine-press,--" life with suffering -- sort of akin to the phrase "I've been put through the ringer" with hints of holy communion, ie. His wine-like blood was shed for us ie. By Thy hard life and death....
"by the wilderness out-spread" (I'm guessing) where Jesus fasted for 40 days and was tempted by Satan Matt. 4
$5. Question: "And the lone garden where thine agony
Fell bloody from thy brow" What garden is this? (name)
$10. Question: "where thine agony
Fell bloody from thy brow" What is she talking about? (remember, she's talking to Jesus, and remember the context)
Hint: use Google for these first two questions.
$10. Question: "by all of those Permitted desolations" What is she talking about? (internet won't help -put on your philosopher's cap)
If you don’t want to do it yourself for money, but would still like the answers, I'll be glad to discuss it with you. But, you could earn $25 for about 10-30 minutes of work - not bad
Plotinus from United States
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ruffle: to make a low , funereal drumbeat; a metaphor for the bedside crying of a loved one
drear: dreary
BTW: this is not a religion lesson, it's a LITERATURE puzzle.
btw: Elizabeth Barrett Browning and her husband, Robert wrote lots of love poetry that your grandfather, George, and Grandmother, Barbara, read to each other when they were young lovers.
"By thy forsaken Sonship in the red
Drear wine-press,--" life with suffering -- sort of akin to the phrase "I've been put through the ringer" with hints of holy communion, ie. His wine-like blood was shed for us ie. By Thy hard life and death....
"by the wilderness out-spread" (I'm guessing) where Jesus fasted for 40 days and was tempted by Satan Matt. 4
$5. Question: "And the lone garden where thine agony
Fell bloody from thy brow" What garden is this? (name)
$10. Question: "where thine agony
Fell bloody from thy brow" What is she talking about? (remember, she's talking to Jesus, and remember the context)
Hint: use Google for these first two questions.
$10. Question: "by all of those Permitted desolations" What is she talking about? (internet won't help -put on your philosopher's cap)
If you don’t want to do it yourself for money, but would still like the answers, I'll be glad to discuss it with you. But, you could earn $25 for about 10-30 minutes of work - not bad
Plotinus from United States