Modern American and British PoetryLouis Untermeyer Harcourt, Brace, 1928 - 496 էջ |
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... Verse by Adelaide Crapsey . ROBERT M. MCBRIDE & COMPANY for the selections from Those Not Elect by Léonie Adams . THOMAS B. MOSHER · - for the selections from A Quiet Road and A Wayside Lute by Lizette Woodworth Reese . THE NEW REPUBLIC ...
... Verse by Adelaide Crapsey . ROBERT M. MCBRIDE & COMPANY for the selections from Those Not Elect by Léonie Adams . THOMAS B. MOSHER · - for the selections from A Quiet Road and A Wayside Lute by Lizette Woodworth Reese . THE NEW REPUBLIC ...
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... verse ( a misnomer , by the bye , for free verse instead of being " free " obeys certain well - known laws of rhythm , balance , return and cadence ) is capable of many effects impossible of achievement in a strict , metrical pattern ...
... verse ( a misnomer , by the bye , for free verse instead of being " free " obeys certain well - known laws of rhythm , balance , return and cadence ) is capable of many effects impossible of achievement in a strict , metrical pattern ...
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... verse ; they employ old forms and new departures with equal skill . There is this outstanding_difference between latter - day American and British poets . Broadly speaking , modern Brit- ish verse is smoother , more matured and , molded ...
... verse ; they employ old forms and new departures with equal skill . There is this outstanding_difference between latter - day American and British poets . Broadly speaking , modern Brit- ish verse is smoother , more matured and , molded ...
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... verse . - To the loose swagger of the West , two other men added their diverse contributions . Edward Rowland Sill , cut short just as his work was gaining headway and strength , brought to it a gentle radicalism , a calm and cultured ...
... verse . - To the loose swagger of the West , two other men added their diverse contributions . Edward Rowland Sill , cut short just as his work was gaining headway and strength , brought to it a gentle radicalism , a calm and cultured ...
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... verse that was pre- cise , scholarly and patently reproductive of their predeces- sors . " In 1890 , " writes Percy H. Boynton , " the poetry- reading world was chiefly conscious of the passing of its leading singers for the last half ...
... verse that was pre- cise , scholarly and patently reproductive of their predeces- sors . " In 1890 , " writes Percy H. Boynton , " the poetry- reading world was chiefly conscious of the passing of its leading singers for the last half ...
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Էջ 53 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
Էջ 72 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : " Now must we pray, For lo! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say?
Էջ 316 - And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
Էջ 55 - AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road.
Էջ 85 - Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world.
Էջ 300 - REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be ; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Էջ 53 - Why should I wish to see God better than this day ? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass, I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name.
Էջ 192 - In a Station of the Metro": The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals, on a wet, black bough.
Էջ 52 - I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the highest, And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven, And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery, And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue, And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.
Էջ 73 - Sail on! sail on! and on!" They sailed. They sailed. Then spake the mate: "This mad sea shows his teeth to-night. He curls his lip, he lies in wait, With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt as a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!