Question

fin d the figurative languages in this poem
Why speak of hate, when I do bleed for love?
Not hate, my love, but Love doth bite my tongue
Till I taste stuff that makes my rhyming rough
So flatter I my fever for the one
For whom I inly mourn, though seem to shun.
A rose is arrows is eros, so what
If I confuse the shade that I’ve become
With winedark substance in a lover’s cup?
But stop my tonguely wound, I’ve bled enough.
If I be fair, or false, or freaked with fear
If I my tongue in lockèd box immure
Blame not me, for I am sick with love.
Yet would I be your friend most willingly
Since friendship would infect me killingly.

Answer 1

any one help plz

Answer 2

I think it is the part that says Why speak of hate, when I do bleed for love?

Answer 3

what kind r they

Answer 4

what do you mean

Answer 5

what kin of figurative languages r they

Answer 6

hello

Answer 7

I don't know sorry

Answer 8

ok

Answer 9

i am really sorry @chasebraves