Poem and song comparison

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Poem and song comparison
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Background on Matchbox Twenty

• Matchbox Twenty is an American rock band, formed
  in Orlando, Florida in 1995. Matchbox Twenty
  released their debut album, Yourself or Someone
  Like You in 1996. The album was a huge commercial
  success, and was certified diamond in the United
  States. Their second album, Mad Season, released
  in 2000, continued the band's success, charting
  the in the top three on the Billboard 200 and
  going multi-platinum in the United States. Their
  third album, More Than You Think You Are,
  released in 2002, was not as successful as the
  previous two albums, despite it's singles
  receiving significant airplay. More specifically,
  Rob Thomas (the lead singer and composer of most
  songs) Thomas was born in Landstuhl, Germany on a
  U.S. military base. Thomas and his wife married
  on October 2, 1999 and currently live in New York
  state. Thomas has a son (born July 10, 1998) from
  a previous relationship. The Thomases are
  committed animal lovers and supporters of animal
  charities. Rob and his wife have established the
  Sidewalk Angels Foundation8, a non-profit
  organization created to help needy people in and
  around Americas big cities by partnering with
  various charities to assist people who get lost
  in the system, those who cannot afford medical
  care, and animals that have been abandoned or
  abused.

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Bright Lights Lyrics

• She got out of townOn a railway New York
  boundTook all except my nameAnother alien on
  BroadwayThere's some things in this worldYou
  just can't changeSome things you can't seeUntil
  it gets too late(chorus)Baby, baby, babyWhen
  all your love is goneWho will save me From all
  I'm up against out in this worldand Maybe,
  maybe, maybeYou'll find somethingThat's enough
  to keep youBut if the bright lights don't
  receive youYou should turn yourself aroundAnd
  come on homeI got a hole in me nowYeah, I got
  a scar I can talk aboutShe keeps a picture of
  meIn her apartment in the citySome things in
  this worldMan, they don't make senseSome things
  you don't needUntil they leave youthen they're
  things that you miss, you say

• (chorus) Let that city take you inLet that
  city spit you outLet that city take you downFor
  God's sake turn around(chorus)Yeah, come on
  homeBaby, baby, baby, babyCome on homeYeah,
  come on homeYeah, come on homeYeah, come on
  homeBaby, baby, baby, babyCome on home

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Literary Devices

• Repetition
• Emphasis

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Background for Edgar Allen Poe

• Edgar Allan Poe was born in January 1809. He was
  known as an American writer, poet, editor and lite
  rary critic, considered part of the
  American Romantic Movement. Best known for his
  tales of mystery and the macabre, Poe was one of
  the earliest American practitioners of the short
  story and is considered the inventor of the
  detective-fiction genre. He is further credited
  with contributing to the emerging genre
  of science fiction. He was born as Edgar Poe
  in Boston he was orphaned young when his mother
  died shortly after his father abandoned the
  family. Poe was taken in by John and Frances
  Allan, of Richmond, Virginia, but they never
  formally adopted him. In Baltimore in 1835, he
  married Virginia Clemm, his 13-year-old cousin.
  In January 1845, Poe published his poem The
  Raven" to instant success. His wife died
  of tuberculosis two years later. On October 7,
  1849, at age 40, Poe died in Baltimore the cause
  of his death is unknown and has been variously
  attributed to alcohol, brain congestion, cholera,
  drugs, heart disease, rabies, suicide,
  tuberculosis, and other agents.

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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe

• It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by
  the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may
  knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEEAnd this maiden
  she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and
  be loved by me.I was a child and she was a
  child,In this kingdom by the seaBut we loved
  with a love that was more than love-I and my
  Annabel LeeWith a love that the winged seraphs
  of heavenCoveted her and me.And this was the
  reason that, long ago,In this kingdom by the
  sea,A wind blew out of a cloud, chillingMy
  beautiful Annabel LeeSo that her highborn
  kinsman cameAnd bore her away from me,To shut
  her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.

• The angels, not half so happy in heaven,Went
  envying her and me-Yes!- that was the reason (as
  all men know,In this kingdom by the sea)That
  the wind came out of the cloud by night,Chilling
  and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love it was
  stronger by far than the loveOf those who were
  older than we-Of many far wiser than we-And
  neither the angels in heaven above,Nor the
  demons down under the sea,Can ever dissever my
  soul from the soulOf the beautiful Annabel
  Lee.For the moon never beams without bringing
  me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd the
  stars never rise but I feel the bright eyesOf
  the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd so, all the
  night-tide, I lie down by the sideOf my darling-
  my darling- my life and my bride,In the
  sepulchre there by the sea,In her tomb by the
  sounding sea. 

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Literary Devices

• Repitition
• Rhyming (for emphasis)

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