Types of English PoetryRudolf Kirk, Clara Marburg Kirk |
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... golden . " This golden world of the poets projects for us not what is , but the " perfect picture " of what should be , for the poet is able to conceive the Idea with a " di- vine breath " ; to bring forth a truer lover , a more ...
... golden . " This golden world of the poets projects for us not what is , but the " perfect picture " of what should be , for the poet is able to conceive the Idea with a " di- vine breath " ; to bring forth a truer lover , a more ...
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... golden look , - One finger in his beard or twisted curl 140 150 160 Over his mouth's good mark that made the smile , One arm about my shoulder , round my neck , The jingle of his gold chain in my ear , I painting proudly with his breath ...
... golden look , - One finger in his beard or twisted curl 140 150 160 Over his mouth's good mark that made the smile , One arm about my shoulder , round my neck , The jingle of his gold chain in my ear , I painting proudly with his breath ...
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... golden wyre , Sprinckled with perle , and perling flowres a tweene , Doe lyke a golden mantle her attyre , 131. Croud , violin . 130 140 150 And being crowned with a girland greene , Seeme lyke EDMUND SPENSER 295.
... golden wyre , Sprinckled with perle , and perling flowres a tweene , Doe lyke a golden mantle her attyre , 131. Croud , violin . 130 140 150 And being crowned with a girland greene , Seeme lyke EDMUND SPENSER 295.
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INTRODUCTION I | 1 |
INTRODUCTION TO NARRATIVE POETRY | 37 |
EDMUND SPENSER | 42 |
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