The World's Best Poetry ...J. D. Morris, 1904 |
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Stran xi
... things , I am convinced that they would do a great deal toward rectifying this widespread misconception of an art which , far from being trivial and superficial , is , of all the arts , the most serious and most vi- tally human . I am ...
... things , I am convinced that they would do a great deal toward rectifying this widespread misconception of an art which , far from being trivial and superficial , is , of all the arts , the most serious and most vi- tally human . I am ...
Stran xii
... things . Life exacts practical reasons for the survival of all its forms of expression , and , unless poetry served some practical purpose of existence , it would long since have perished . It is because poetry has a practical work to ...
... things . Life exacts practical reasons for the survival of all its forms of expression , and , unless poetry served some practical purpose of existence , it would long since have perished . It is because poetry has a practical work to ...
Stran xiii
... thing to convince him that , without realizing it , he has cared a great deal about poetry all his life . Probably he has im- agined that this great stumbling - block has been the verse . " Why not say it in plain English ? " he has ...
... thing to convince him that , without realizing it , he has cared a great deal about poetry all his life . Probably he has im- agined that this great stumbling - block has been the verse . " Why not say it in plain English ? " he has ...
Stran xiv
... things , both great and small ; For the dear God , who loveth us , He made and loveth all ” — or " The quality of ... thing to realize about poetry is that the metre is the meaning , -even more than the words . In Tennyson's sad " Tears ...
... things , both great and small ; For the dear God , who loveth us , He made and loveth all ” — or " The quality of ... thing to realize about poetry is that the metre is the meaning , -even more than the words . In Tennyson's sad " Tears ...
Stran xv
... thing to do , for there has never yet been a definition of poetry that satisfied any one but the man who made it . We may recall one fashion- able in its day , -Matthew Arnold's " Poetry is a criticism of life . " That a poet should ...
... thing to do , for there has never yet been a definition of poetry that satisfied any one but the man who made it . We may recall one fashion- able in its day , -Matthew Arnold's " Poetry is a criticism of life . " That a poet should ...
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Allan-a-Dale Angantyr Anne Hathaway bells BEN JONSON beneath bowers brave breast breath bright brow burning charms Christmas cloud cried dark dead dear deep doth Douglas dream earth eyes face fame fear fight FITZ-GREENE HALLECK Fitz-James flowers gazed glory glow gold grace grave green Guibour hall hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW JOHN Jötunheim King kiss lady land Lars Porsena light lips living look Lord Lord Lovel lord of Ross Marmion merry ne'er never night o'er poet poetry praise pride roar ROBERT BROWNING Rome rose round Shakespeare shine ship shore sing Sir Bedivere SIR WALTER SCOTT smile song soul sound stood sweet sword tears tell thee thine THOMAS thou thought Thrym tide Tinkler toil tower voice wall WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR wave wild WILLIAM wind wonder
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Stran xxxviii - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Stran 94 - Hear the loud alarum bells — Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells; In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire.
Stran 167 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Stran 93 - HEAR the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Stran 171 - No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Stran 79 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slippered pantaloon ; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big, manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Stran 45 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.
Stran 87 - A heavenly image in the glass appears, To that she bends, to that her eyes she rears; Th' inferior priestess, at her altar's side, Trembling, begins the sacred rites of pride.
Stran lviii - Soul of the age! The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Stran 264 - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest - — if indeed I go — For all my mind is clouded with a doubt — To the...