DETAILED NOTES ON POEM VALENTINE'S DAY

O my Luve is like a purple, purple rose That’s freshly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So honest art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...Metaphor: With this poem, the “white apple” can be a metaphor for Loss of life. The “taste of stone” is usually a metaphor for your grave.Try to re