Comparative Literary Dimensions: Essays in Honor of Melvin J. Friedman

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Jay L. Halio, Ben Siegel
University of Delaware Press, 2000 - 224 pagina's
Comparative Literary Dimensions, like its companion volume American Literary Dimensions, honors the memory of Melvin J. Friedman. The authors studied include James Joyce, Robert Graves, and Virginia Woolf. A wide range of classical and modern writers and literary themes and concepts are discussed by international scholar-critics such as Haskell Block, Zack Bowen, and Owen Aldrich. The volume concludes with Jackson Bryer's detailed bibliography of Melvin Friedman's singular contribution to the study of modern literature.

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Pagina 96 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Pagina 61 - I am passing out. O bitter ending! I'll slip away before they're up. They'll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me. And it's old and old it's sad and old it's sad and weary I go back to you, my cold father, my cold mad father, my cold mad feary father, till the near sight of the mere size of him, the moyles and moyles of it, moananoaning, makes me seasilt saltsick and I rush, my only, into your arms.
Pagina 87 - PRAYER 0 thou, wha in the Heavens dost dwell, Wha, as it pleases best thysel', Sends ane to heaven and ten to hell, A' for thy glory, And no for ony guid or ill They've done afore thee!
Pagina 102 - Welcome, O life ! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
Pagina 91 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
Pagina 147 - What a lark! What a plunge! For so it had always seemed to her, when, with a little squeak of the hinges, which she could hear now, she had burst open the French windows and plunged at Bourton into the open air.
Pagina 90 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Pagina 90 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Pagina 137 - But what an extraordinary night! She felt somehow very like him — the young man who had killed himself. She felt glad that he had done it; thrown it away.
Pagina 90 - That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh; That unmatch'd form and feature of blown

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