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... standing varieties of blank verse , perfectly distinct , and having hardly a single particu- larity in common . These are the epical , strict and artificial ; and the dramatic , free and natural . So far there is little difficulty in ...
... standing varieties of blank verse , perfectly distinct , and having hardly a single particu- larity in common . These are the epical , strict and artificial ; and the dramatic , free and natural . So far there is little difficulty in ...
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... standing witness to the success of a more differential handling ; without his indulg- ing in any additional syllables , yet with admissible hover and unstrained pauses , to read him is a pleasure . His practice , then , seems a good ...
... standing witness to the success of a more differential handling ; without his indulg- ing in any additional syllables , yet with admissible hover and unstrained pauses , to read him is a pleasure . His practice , then , seems a good ...
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... standing for what , if named at all before , went under the imposing designation of iambico - anapastic . There are two contrasted methods in which the different feet may be mingled together - that where the quick follows , and that ...
... standing for what , if named at all before , went under the imposing designation of iambico - anapastic . There are two contrasted methods in which the different feet may be mingled together - that where the quick follows , and that ...
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... standing , the goddess with high - pitched voice shouted out to the Greeks , Loud stirringly shouted , and set such thews in every breast For war and still war , that at once it became to them sweeter to battle , Than to sail back in ...
... standing , the goddess with high - pitched voice shouted out to the Greeks , Loud stirringly shouted , and set such thews in every breast For war and still war , that at once it became to them sweeter to battle , Than to sail back in ...
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... standing apart in individual sense , that is not overlined at all , produces an elegiacal note : - Beholding had on him pity the noble son of Menœtius , And thus in heartfelt accents grieving for him he cried , — Ah ! hapless leaders ...
... standing apart in individual sense , that is not overlined at all , produces an elegiacal note : - Beholding had on him pity the noble son of Menœtius , And thus in heartfelt accents grieving for him he cried , — Ah ! hapless leaders ...
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accent alliteration alternate arrangement ballad beat beauty blank verse cadence called close consonant couplet crown verse dactyl effect enclitic English epic eyes fair fall Five-foot fixed cesura flowers four feet Four-foot free verse gentle Annie Greek hand hath heart heaven hexameter hover impart instance irregular kind King Arthur language length light longer LYTTON march metre measure melody metrical nature night NUT-BROWN MAID o'er occasionally odd syllable odd-over pause piece poem poet poetic poetry primus ab prose prosody Public School Latin quatrain Queen Mab quick foot rest rhyme rhythm rhythmic roundel rule School Latin Primer seems short sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spondaic stanza star stave strong beginning structure sweet tears Telamonian Ajax thee thou three feet tone triplet tripping metre trochee unrhymed variety versification voice vowel weep winds words
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Page 105 - 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...
Page 104 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Page 108 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head: As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!
Page 41 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Page 95 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee...
Page 107 - TWAS at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son: Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Page 42 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth. by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Page 102 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Page 103 - tis said) Before was never made, But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set, And the well-balanced world on hinges hung ; And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep.
Page 82 - Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore — Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; Tis the wind and nothing more.