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I clearly see a scene where a girl walks across a field of poppies and carries a basket of flowers.  A light breeze plays with her hair.  She is dressed in a summer dress the color of ripe flax, and she has delicate wild flowers in her hair.  The boy in love goes after her, smiling happily.  The rays of the setting sun play on the skin of the girl, throwing bright glare.  They talk about all sorts of trivia and laugh, because they are sincerely happy.

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alliterate and assonance

t, d, s: spread, golden, thousand, turned, and, beyond, seemed, kindled, words, sound

ee, ea, o:  breeze, sweet, seemed, breast, heavenly, healed

Due to the fact that the author speaks about the girl in the text, the poem repeats the words: She, her. The poem is written according to a scheme - at the beginning of each quatrain, the author describes some detail of the girl’s appearance or character, and then says what it means for him.

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Upon the breeze she spread her golden hair

that in a thousand gentle knots was turned
and the sweet light beyond all radiance burned

in eyes where now that radiance is rare;

and in her face there seemed to come an air

of pity, true or false, that I discerned:

I had love's tinder in my breast unburned,

was it a wonder if it kindled there?

She moved not like a mortal, but as though

she bore an angel's form, her words had then

a sound that simple human voices lack;

a heavenly spirit, a living sun

was what I saw; now, if it not so

the wound's not healed because the bow grows slack.

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While reading this poem, I remembered the first time I heard Ed Sheeran's song "Perfect". I was very impressed with the words of the song and the music! I believe that for both authors the girl is the embodiment of the ideal.  If it were necessary to pick up a melody for this poem, this would be Ed Sheeran's song.

The first line “Upon the breeze she spread her golden hair that in a thousand gentle knots was turned” reminded me of a time when I and my younger sister were playing near the house. It was evening and the setting sun cast the last rays on our yard and on my sister playing in the sandbox. Then it seemed to me that her hair was also Golden.

“a living sun” Pretty funny, but when I read these words, I remembered my best friend.  She is like a living sun.  It is so easy to communicate with her, she is always so cheerful.  Whenever I am sad, I just call Yana, and after the call I don’t even remember that something happened to me.  This is so open, cheerful, easy person that you want to stay with her, so that she can warm you like the sun. :)

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I imagine an elderly man who was walking somewhere in the park or the market and met a girl who looked like his beloved.  The whole poem is a recollection of a gentleman and his love.  I don't think they got married and started a family.  Most likely, the fate has divorced their paths in different directions, but it seems to me that they recall the time of their youth with a special warmth in their hearts.  Perhaps this man had his own family and the girl was married.

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The rhyme scheme abbaabba cdecde is typical for the Italian sonnets. Moreover, the Italian sonnet means distinct division into two parts, an octave (the first eight lines) and a sestet (the last six lines).
Besides, this sonnet is not quite normal.  The entire sonnet is a chanting of the beauty of the girl, the author's love for her, while the last line contains irony, because in fact, the author and the girl broke up, despite this, the author continues to love the image of a young lady “…now, if it is not so, the wound's not healed because the bow grows slack”.

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“a heavenly spirit, a living sun”

This line makes me smile, because it reminds me of the bright image of a loved person.

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I believe that this poem will find a response in every heart of the reader.  For once in our life, but each of us was in love.  Looking through these lines, the reader understands how much love, tenderness is invested in each line of this poem.  Each will present the image of a special person.  It seems to me that the value of this poem is to remind the world of such a warm, native feeling as love. Love here is not a passion, not a bright feeling, but a quiet warmth that fills a person gradually, like a flower dissolves new petals towards the sun.  Each line is saturated with tenderness to the girl.

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“spread” and “gentle knots”

“all radiance” and “radiance is rare”

“mortal” and “angel”

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radiant - obviously very happy, or very beautiful

tinder - small pieces of something dry that burns easily, used for lighting fires

kindle - to cause a fire to start burning by lighting paper, wood, etc.

to heal - to make or become well again, especially after a cut or other injury

slack - not tight; loose