Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and EnglishJeannette Leonard Gilder Cassell, 1886 - 683 pages |
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... true love ; the goose quacks that he is ' ignorant of science ' ; the capon chuckles that he is ' immoral ' ; the martin twitters that he is ' irreligious ' ; the sparrow pipes that ' he is not sufficiently pro- lific ' ; hoopoes ...
... true love ; the goose quacks that he is ' ignorant of science ' ; the capon chuckles that he is ' immoral ' ; the martin twitters that he is ' irreligious ' ; the sparrow pipes that ' he is not sufficiently pro- lific ' ; hoopoes ...
Page xii
... true that the height to which a poem might attain is governed by the appreciation it seemed likely to receive ; then this assumed supreme importance of the popular taste would be the answer to our problem . But , fortunately , the ...
... true that the height to which a poem might attain is governed by the appreciation it seemed likely to receive ; then this assumed supreme importance of the popular taste would be the answer to our problem . But , fortunately , the ...
Page xiii
... true body - may be found an occasional admixture of triviality , doggerel or bombast , out of place and out of char- acter , which would not be tolerated in a modern poet of high standing . " If I speak enthusiastically , " says ...
... true body - may be found an occasional admixture of triviality , doggerel or bombast , out of place and out of char- acter , which would not be tolerated in a modern poet of high standing . " If I speak enthusiastically , " says ...
Page xvi
... True scientific criticism will go into the heart and soul of the matter , and teach us how to discern and feel the genuine , interior quality of living poets . This is the brief of my argument ; to which I will add only what Mr. Stedman ...
... True scientific criticism will go into the heart and soul of the matter , and teach us how to discern and feel the genuine , interior quality of living poets . This is the brief of my argument ; to which I will add only what Mr. Stedman ...
Page xvii
... true and real - such as Aldrich's " Identity , " or Matthew Arnold's " Forsaken Merman . " There is much penetrating philosophy , also , subtle and terse , drawn out in a single line - like a thread of gossamer , which yet may reflect ...
... true and real - such as Aldrich's " Identity , " or Matthew Arnold's " Forsaken Merman . " There is much penetrating philosophy , also , subtle and terse , drawn out in a single line - like a thread of gossamer , which yet may reflect ...
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Page 421 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 325 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Page 421 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Page 28 - And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden, A long, long sigh; For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden And the gleam of her golden hair. Come away, away children; Come children, come down! The hoarse wind blows coldly; Lights shine in the town.
Page 25 - Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away. This way, this way. Call her once before you go. Call once yet. In a voice that she will know : "Margaret! Margaret!
Page 423 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'.
Page 90 - And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Page 610 - And the masts and the rigging were lying over the side ; But Sir Richard cried in his English pride, ' We have fought such a fight for a day and a night As may never be fought again! We have won great glory, my men ! And a day less or more At sea or ashore, We die — does it matter when?
Page 328 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
Page 326 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving...