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					                                     Figurative Language in Medea
For all of the following quotes, identify the poetic device(s) used (metaphor, simile, personification)
Choose FIVE of the ten remaining quotations, and write an explanation of what is being compared,
what is meant by the comparison, and how the section ties in with the rest of the play. Please type
this if possible! The first one has been done for you as an example. Due Wednesday, October 14th.

   1. “She is like a stone on the shore or a wave of the sea…” p86 Simile
   In this simile, the chorus is comparing Medea to a stone or a wave. Both comparisons are
   appropriate because Medea is immutable. A stone is cold, hard, unchanging, and Euripides
   consistently reminds us she is stone – “woman of the stone forehead” and her “stone eyes.” The
   women recognize these unfeeling, unyielding qualities in her because she is so different than
   they are. She is also like a wave of the sea because she is powerful and destructive. Her
   vengeance drowns all those in its wake. It makes sense that the women would use comparisons
   to the sea since Corinth was on the coast.

   2.     “…if misfortune comes it is unendurable, it drives you mad. I say that poor people are happier:
         the little commoners and humble people, the poor in spirit: they can lie low under the wind and
         live: while the tall oaks and cloud-raking mountain pines go mad in the storm, writhe, groan, and
         crash.” p87
   3.    “I spent my power for love of Jason. I poured it out before him like water. I made him drink it
         like wine.” p90
   4.    “I know that your will is granite. But even on the harsh face of a granite mountain some flowers
         of mercy may grow in season…Your face is like flint, If I could find the right words, if some God
         would lend me a touch of eloquence, I’d show you my heart. I’d lift it out of my breast and turn it
         over in my hands; You’d see how pure it is of any harm or malice toward you or your
         household.” p93
   5.    “A little love is a joy in the house, A little fire is a jewel against frost and darkness…. A great
         love is a fire that burns the beams of the roof. The doorposts are flaming and the house falls. A
         great love is a lion in the cattle-pen, the herd goes mad. The heifers run bawling and the claws are
         in their flanks. Too much love is an armed robber in the treasury. He has killed the guards and he
         walks in blood.” p101
   6.    “Her sun is rising, mine going down – I hope to a red sunset.” p113
   7.    “My eyes are blistered. My throat’s like a dry straw.” p117
   8.    “Loathing is endless. Hate is a bottomless cup, I will pour and pour.” p119
   9.     “The wine I was pouring for you spilled on my hand – Dear were the little grapes that were
         crushed to make it; dear were the vineyards.” p122
   10.    “I came to kill you, Medea, like a caught beast, like a crawling viper.” p122
   11.   “Now I go forth under the cold eyes of heaven – those weakness-despising stars: not me they
         scorn.” p124