Poetry and Reform: Periodical Verse from the English Democratic Press, 1792-1824Although the English reform movement was divided ideologically and socially, it was united in its opposition to the aristocratic elite that ruled Britain through a parliament that excluded both the middle and laboring classes. The movement was not just political but cultural as well; its activities included challenging established opinion in every sphere-economics, religion, philosophy, and literature. Poetry and Reform is the only anthology of its kind on poetry from the English reform movement. The volume features 162 poems from twenty-three different periodicals. The poems reflect the cultural vitality of the movement in their intellectual sophistication and defiant rebelliousness. The periodicals and their poets range from moderate liberal to radical socialist, from bourgeois to plebeian. The poems reflect the generic diversity of the period; except for epic, almost every poetic genre is represented here. These poems provide an illuminating context for understanding the major Romantic poets, most of whom wrote for the reform press at some point in their career. The bold Romantic experiments in poetry, which set the agenda for English poetry for decades to come, are unthinkable outside the context of this remarkable democratic insurgence, which increased overall literacy and established an innovative literary spirit. The anthology also makes available to readers a body of poetry" outside the canon" that is valuable in its own terms and that helps us comprehend with greater precision Romantic literary conventions and their origins. Important plebeian poets are introduced, including Allen Davenport, Edward J. Blandford, Robert C. Fair, and Robert Wedderburn. |
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And as beasts that love night , When they ken glaring light , Tho ' burning for
blood , dart away in a fright ; So at this awful moment , from Liberty ' s fire ,
Growling death and dismay , Man ' s oppressors retire . As yon luminous orb , the
vast ...
Tis past — The prison opes its gloomy door ; Deep - deep the ruffians plunge
their victim down ; Heaven ' s common light - heaven ' s breath is now no more ;
Despair and darkness all the senses drown . Chill Horror creeps thro ' every vein
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Tis night ! now o ' er the silent field , By the pale moon ' s light reveald , I see thee
steal to view the feast of death ! To hear the faint expiring groan , The mutter ' d
prayer , the hollow moan , The parch ' d throat gasping hard for breath ; Arm ' d ...
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Contents
THE REFORM | 7 |
The People 1817 185 | 34 |
REPRESSIVE AFTERMATH ANNIVERSARY OF THE FRENCH | 37 |
Copyright | |
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