An Introduction to Poetry for Students of English Literature |
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An Introduction to Poetry: For Students of English Literature Raymond Macdonald Alden Volledige weergave - 1909 |
An Introduction to Poetry: For Students of English Literature Raymond Macdonald Alden Volledige weergave - 1909 |
An Introduction to Poetry: For Students of English Literature Raymond Macdonald Alden Volledige weergave - 1909 |
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accent anapestic antistrophe artistic ballad beauty blank verse Browning's cadence called catalectic cesura chapter character characteristic commonly couplet criticism dactylic developed discussion drama elaborate elegy element emotion English poetry English Verse epic epic poetry Essay example experiences expression fact familiar Fancy feeling feet five-stress foot forms of poetry human imagination imitation language length less light syllable literary Lyrical Ballads lyrical poetry matter means ment method metre metrical form Milton modern narrative natural number of syllables objects passage pause pleasure poems poet poetical Professor prose purely quatrain reader reason regular represent rhetorical rhythm rhythmical rime scheme romance sense Shakspere Shakspere's Shelley's song sonnet sounds speech spirit spondee stanza stressed syllable strophes structure style suggested syllables te-tum Tennyson's tercet term theme Theodore Watts things time-intervals tion tragedy trochaic trochee truth unity unstressed utterance vers de société vowel words Wordsworth writers
Populaire passages
Pagina 182 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Pagina 111 - The primary imagination I hold to be the living power and prime agent of all human perception, and as a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite I AM.
Pagina 326 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Pagina 327 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang...
Pagina 145 - This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Pagina 131 - Then none was for a party ; Then all were for the state ; Then the great man helped the poor, And the poor man loved the great ; Then lands were fairly portioned ; Then spoils were fairly sold : The Romans were like brothers In the brave days of old.
Pagina 326 - ... When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead : That is the grasshopper's. He takes the lead In summer luxury : he has never done With his delights ; for, when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth...
Pagina 139 - The language, too, of these men has been adopted (purified indeed from what appear to be its real defects, from all lasting and rational causes of dislike or disgust) because such men hourly communicate with the best objects from which the best part of language is originally derived...
Pagina 128 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Pagina 147 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.