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Cоmprehensive Essаy (50 pоints)Reаd аnd examine the three selectiоns below, which are either complete poems or fragments of longer poems. Determine which poem was written in the Middle Ages, in the Renaissance, and in the “Long Eighteenth Century.” Explain in a paragraph for each selection why you’ve ordered the poems the way you have. Discuss both the formal and thematic characteristics that suggest a poem belongs to a particular literary period. You might even compare these poems with others we’ve read in this course. (50 points)Poem 1My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease,Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,Hath left me, and I desperate now approveDesire is death, which physic did except.Past cure I am, now reason is past care,And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,At random from the truth vainly express'd;For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright,Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.Poem 2Then the noble woman spoke to all the people:“Victorious heroes, here you can gaze clearly on the leader of the people, on this headof the most hateful of heathen warriors. . .who, among men, inflicted on us the worst torments,grievous afflictions, and wished to add to theseeven more; but God would not grant hima longer life so that he could plague uswith wrongs. I deprived him of lifethrough God’s help.. . .Then a host of brave and keen men prepared quicklyfor battle.. . .In the spear-play,that was all grievously requited tothe Assyrians, when the Israelitesunder their battle-banners had goneto that camp.Poem 3All human things are subject to decay,And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey:This ____ found, who, like Augustus, youngWas call'd to empire, and had govern'd long:In prose and verse, was own'd, without disputeThrough all the realms of Non-sense, absolute.This aged prince now flourishing in peace,And blest with issue of a large increase,Worn out with business, did at length debateTo settle the succession of the State:And pond'ring which of all his sons was fitTo reign, and wage immortal war with wit;Cry'd, 'tis resolv'd; for nature pleads that heShould only rule, who most resembles me:Shadwell alone my perfect image bears,Mature in dullness from his tender years.Shadwell alone, of all my sons, is heWho stands confirm'd in full stupidity.The rest to some faint meaning make pretense,But Shadwell never deviates into sense.