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Poem: My Picture
Here, take my Likeness with you, whilst 'tis so;
For when from hence you go,
The next Suns rising will behold
Me pale, and lean, and old.
The Man who did this Picture draw, (5)
Will swear next day my face he never saw.
I really believe, within a while,
If you upon this shadow smile,
Your presence will such vigour give,
(Your presence which makes all things live) (10)
And absence so much alter Me,
This will the substance, I the shadow be.
When from your well-wrought Cabinet you take it,
And your bright looks awake it;
Ah be not frighted, if you see, (15)
The new-soul'd Picture gaze on Thee,
And hear it breath a sigh or two;
For those are the first things that it will do.
My Rival-Image will be then thought blest,
And laugh at me as dispossest; (20)
But Thou, who (if I know thee right)
I'th substance dost not much delight,
Wilt rather send again for Me.
Who then shall but my Pictures Picture be.
Considering the setting, we see a loved one leaving with the poet’s picture. The passing of time is likely
|b||a week or more.|
|d||at least a day.|
|e||only a day|
In line 16, "new-souled picture" might best describe
|a||the fact that she is a pretty picture in his mind.|
|b||the picture, which has taken the poet's life as its own.|
|c||the new way his love sees him.|
|d||the picture, which has taken on a life of its own.|
|e||the new way he sees his love.|
One reason the writer might imagine his picture taken from her "well-wrought cabinet" (line 13) is that
|a||the cabinet is iron and secure.|
|b||his love is wealthy.|
|c||his love kept his picture in a safe place.|
|d||his love kept his memory close to her heart.|
|e||his love kept his picture in an honored place.|
In this poem, discussion of a picture is a/an
|a||extended metaphor representing deep affection.|
|b||a metaphor showing how love connects people.|
|c||personification of the inanimate for comfort.|
|d||a simile that shows how life is difficult with pictures alone.|
|e||a complex blend of simile and metaphor, showing frustration with absent love.|