Consonant Rhyme Example

It is known as a consonant rhyme to the type of rhyme in which the sounds or phonemes that are repeated are both vowel and consonant. For this reason, this type of rhyme is also known as total rhyme or perfect rhyme, since it is a type of rhyme that encompasses all phonemes or sounds.

It is important to remember that sounds that are matched in a rhyme are taken into account from the last stressed vowel. Vowels can be divided into unstressed and stressed; the first ones are those that are pronounced without intensity, with a lesser accent, while the tonic ones are those that are pronounced with greater voice force. Thus, in a consonant rhyme both vowels and consonants will be repeatedthat appear from the last stressed vowel. Let us see as an example of this the poem "Autumn song in spring" by Rubén Darío:

Divine youthgold,
You're leaving so I won't come backer!
When I want to cry, I won'tgold
and sometimes I cry without wantinger.

In this example we have two consonant rhymes, one with "gold" and the other with "er". In both cases the rhyme starts from the vowel that is pronounced loudest. In "treasure" and "I cry" the rhyme begins from the "o" of the penultimate syllable since both are serious words. In "return" and "want" the rhyme begins at the "e" of the last syllable since they are sharp words.

Generally, this type of rhyme is used to classify poetic compositions. The most common is that the rhyme appears at the end of each verse, in the word with which it concludes. The rhyme can occur between two or more verses, and there is no limit of repetitions of the same rhyme within a poem; this is up to the author. There are also internal rhymes, what are the that occur between words that make up the same verse.

Types of consonant rhyme according to their stress

1. Oxytone or acute consonant rhyme. It is the one that occurs between sharp words. For example:

"Love, love, a dress habití
which of your cloth was cut;
when dressing wide it was, tighter
and narrow when he was on meí.”

"Sonnet XVII" by Garcilaso de la Vega

2. Paroxitonal or grave consonant rhyme. It is the one that occurs between serious words. For example:

"Suave Patria: you are worth the rio
of the virtues of your wifeio.”
"La suave patria" by Ramón López Velarde

3. Proparoxytone or esdrújula consonant rhyme. It is the one that occurs between serious words. For example:

"The tasteless colored leaves
they sway in an unusual forest
between whispers alcohololeic
and melancholic sunsetsoleic”.

Types of consonant rhyme according to their distribution:

Within the same poem, a rhyme can be repeated in the different stanzas according to different patterns to create the desired effect. There are some poetic compositions, such as quartets, that require a certain distribution of rhyme.

to). Continuous consonant rhyme or consonant monorith. All the verses rhyme in the same way. Example:

An angel arose, said: "I am testigo, (TO)
It is true, not a lie, this that I give youigo: (TO)
the body, the one that brought this soul consigo (TO)
was of Santa Maria vassal and amigo (TO)
Gonzalo de Berceo

 b). Consonant paired rhyme. Two verses rhyme continuously, in pairs. Example:

'Cause I see the end of my rough camino (TO)
that I was the architect of my own destinyino; (TO)
that if I extracted the honeys or the gall from the cbear, (B)
It was because in it I put gall and honeys I will knowbear. (B)

Loved nerve

c). Consonant cross rhyme. The rhyme alternates in each verse. The first verse rhymes with the third; the second, with the fourth. Example:

The age has passed when life enteredit was (TO)
it seems a soft and sudden ahnow. (B)
And we see today the said truthit was: (TO)
from crying emerges and, smiling, aflnow. (B)

Jaime Torres Bodet

d). Consonant hugging rhyme. The first and last rhyme, while the second and third rhyme. Examples:

Why did my frozen loneliness vinyou are (TO)
covered with the last celaje (B)
of a gray twilight... Look at the countryaje, (B)
arid and sad, immensely tryou are. (TO)
Manuel Jose Othón 

15 Examples of consonant rhyme:

1. Fragment of "Mighty gentleman is Mr. Money" by Francisco de Quevedo

Mother, I humbled myself to goldillo,
He is my lover and my loveadored,
Well, out of pure loveadored
Go on lovingillo.
What then doubloon or simpleillo
He does everything he wantsero,
Mighty horseero
It's don dinero.
He is born in the Indies honradored,
Where the world accompanies himAna;
He comes to die in EspAna,
And he is in Genoa to buryadored.
And then who brings him to himadored
It is beautiful, even if it is fiero,
Mighty horseero
It's don dinero.

 2. Fragment of “En el campo” by Julián del Casal.

More than the stream that comes down from the cumbre,
I want to hear the human muchedumbre
Moaning in his perpetual servitudeumbre.

The dew that shines on the mountainAna
He couldn't tell my soul extrAna
What crying when bathing a pestAna.

And the glare of the rutile starsbefore
I do not trade for the lived ones, I changedbefore
of opal, pearl or diamondsbefore.

3.Fragment from "Memories of Iza" by Carlos Pellicer

Their women and their flprayers
they speak the dialect of the colprayers.
and the stream that runs like a caballo,
drags the chickens in February and mtutor.
They go through the acit was
the same is the priest, the cow and the lightit was.
Here do not happen cbear
of greater significance than the rbear.
As a threatgrape
they have turned brown the afternoon that was rubia.

4. "Coplillas to a dead poet" by Pedro Garfias

He fought with the nnames
and he reduced them to cero.
And he left with the hnames,
as a sinc manero.
He walked the rio
constellation of hervprayers
or celeste de frio
with the same fervprayers.
He had a pot, a vthe A,
a sea, an empyear.
And this wind that hithe A
his hisyear.
He went where I sawino
Oh god, what manit was!
with a fire of vino
burning his chemit was.
It was so sad hiserte,
he lived so alone and sawejo,
that neither his own muerte
accompanied the cortejo.
And he left good camino,
walker serryear
right to your destino,
with his life in the myear.

5. Fragment of "I believe in my heart" by Gabriela Mistral

I believe in my heart, bouquet of aromas 
that my Lord like a frond agita,
perfumed with love all life 
and making her bendita.
I believe in my heart, the one that does not ask 
nothing because he is capable of sumo in hisyear
and embraces the created in the dream:
Huge duyear!
I believe in my heart that when it sings 
sinks in the deep God the frank hergone,
to climb from the pool alive 
just borngone

6. Fragment of "Litanies of the Dead Land" by Alfonsina Storni

There will come a day when the race humAna
It will have dried up as a plant vAna,
And the old sun in space sea
Useless coal from slaked tea.
There will come a day when the cooled mundo
It will be a gloomy silence and profundo:
A large shadow will surround the fit was
Where the spring will not returnit was;
The dead land, like an eye cI go,
He will always continue walking without sosI go,

7. Fragment of "Your sweetness" by Alfonsina Storni.

I walk slowly down the path from herethank you,
its petals perfume my handseve,
my hair is restless under zephyr leve
and the soul is like foam of the aristocracythank you.
Good genius: this day I congrthank you,
just a sigh makes me eternal and breve...
Am I going to fly since the soul is mutedeve?
On my feet they take wings and dance the three Grthank you.

8."Soneto XXX" by Garcilaso de la Vega

Suspicions, that in my sad fantasyía
put on, you make war on megone,
turning and stirring the afflictiongone
chest, with hard hand night and día;
the resistance is overía
and the strength of the soul; already rendergone
I left you to win, I regretted itgone
of having contrasted you in such a porfía.
Take me to that scary placeable,
that, for not seeing my death there, I sculptedGoing,
closed up to here I had the eyes.
The weapons I put now, what a grantGoing
It is not so long defense to the miserable;
hang in your car my latereyes.

 9. "A Juan de Villegas" by Luis de Góngora

In humble town yes, not in oci lifebear,
Vassals rule with power not injusto,
Vassals of your owner, if not augusto,
Of ancestry in our Spain generbear.
From the barbarian noise to curibear
Sweet lesson steals your good gusto;
Tal's wall burned shoulder robusto
From Anchises he redeemed the age dichbear.
Do not invest, oh Villegas, of the privadored
The gentle palace, I say the convento,
Where even the doorman is presentadored.
From the tranquility you step contento
The sand lean, when in turbid seaadored
Ambitious vessel gives linen to the viento.

 10. "To Francisco de Quevedo" by Luis de Góngora

Anacreon Spanish, there is no one who tope,
Do not say with many cutsía,
That since your feet are of elegía,
That your softness is of arrope.
Won't you imitate Terentian Lope,
Than to Bellerophon every dayía
On clogs of comic poemsía
She wears spurs, and gives him a galope?
With special care your anteyes
They say they want to translate to griego,
Not having looked at it, your eyes.
Lend them a while to my eye cI go,
Because to light I brought out certain verses fleyes,
And you will understand any gregüesco luego.

 11. Fragment of "The death of the moon" by Leopoldo Lugones

In the park confuse
That with languid breezes the sky sahstop,
The cypress, like ahuse,
Wind a ball of de bruma.
The loom of the moon tends its warp in silverimbre;
A gloomy corset leaves the roadsteadAryan,
And then a t soundsimbre
In the neighborhoodAryan.
On the horizon malva
Of an argent seaina,
Curved head-on calva
The moon inclina,
Or else a vague mother-of-pearl disemina
As the valva
From a mother of pearl to the flower of sea waterina.

12. Fragment of "From the muse to the academic" by Leopoldo Lugones

Mr. Arcadio, today is the fiis,
It's the carnival partyto the.
It explodes in the sun like an orchis
All your jovi chatterto the.
Beautiful are the sea and the cielo;
They ferment satire and tonthe;
The blue fly stops the vuelo
In your hydromi salivathe.
Trace my castanet intruses
A crazy waltz on the tapiz,
And my light foot from meuses
An arch under your noseiz.

 13. Fragment of a poem by Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz.

Foolish men who accuseday
to the woman without a rooton,
without seeing that you are the occasionon
of the same thing that I blameday:
yes eagerly without iguto the
you request their desdon,
Why do you want them to work bion
if you incite them to mto the?
Cambatís his resistanceia
and then with gravedad,
you say it was liviandad
what did the diligencia.

14. Fragment of "From a rope reflection" by Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz.

With the pain of the deadly herGoing,
I regretted a grievance of loveaba,
and to see if death cameaba
I tried to make it grow moreGoing.
All in evil the soul amusedGoing,
sorrow for sorrow the pain of her sumaba,
and in each circumstance ponderaba
that there were a thousand deaths leftGoing.

 15. Fragment of "Three things" by Baltasar del Alcázar

Three things have me prthat
of loves the hearton,
the beautiful Ines, the jamon,
and aubergines with whatthat.
This Agnes, lovers, it is
who had such a pod in meer,
that he made me hateer
everything that was not Init is.
Bring me a year without sthat,
until on one occasionon
he gave me a jamon
and aubergines with whatthat.

Agnes was the first psoul;
but I have already judged myselfto the
between all of them cuto the
has more part in me soul.