Vincent Millay. From the beginning all of these words convey an overall gloomy, secluded feeling. Then, sick with longing, I arose at last And went unto my father,—in that vast Chamber wherein he for so many years Has sat, surrounded by his charts and spheres.
And now I go. With such a melancholy tone, depressing vocabulary, and the calm, quiet sound of words used it is evident that the speaker wants the reader to really suffer the same sadness he or she is feeling through the text.
Allison Booth and Kelly J. And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears,— Aye, from thy glutted lash, glad, crawled away, As if spent passion were a holiday!
It is noteworthy to state that the two sentences are so packed together with detail that one may feel intense enjambment in the poem if it were not permeated with commas and other pauses.
So stood longtime, till over me at last Came weariness, and all things other passed To make it room; the still night drifted deep Like snow about me, and I longed for sleep. This comparison between the speaker and the winter tree is solidified in the closing three lines of the sonnet.
For instance, a simple fourteen-line poem with some rhyme scheme may at first reading appear to be only that, but upon further inspection the poem becomes more than just a mundane poem and is seen to be a multipart sonnet.