The Blue Poetry BookGraphic Arts Books, 2021. jún. 8. - 356 oldal Poetry is the language of the human nature, a beautiful tool to express every thought and feeling. Searching through different cultures, languages, and historical moments, Andrew Lang carefully crafted this diverse collection of poetry, translating and editing the lyrics of highly esteemed poets. Accepting only the finest of the craft, The Blue Poetry Book features some of humankind’s most magnificent poems, spanning across centuries and cultures. This diverse collection features works with rhythm, stanzas, and figurative language that remain embedded in the wit and heart of readers, immortalized as a whisper in the mind, present long after the collection’s conclusion. Comprised of over one-hundred poems, The Blue Poetry Book is a collection of poems assembled by Andrew Lang. Featuring the work of celebrated poets such as William Wordsworth, Walter Scott, William Blake, Edgar Allan Poe, Shakespeare, and more, this immense medley of poems unites legendary writers from different generations, representing their work under one language. Each poet is represented not only in their work, but in a short biography, written by the scholar Robert McWilliam, detailing their life and career. With masterful poems and intimate details of the authors’ lives, The Blue Poetry Book is both an entertaining collection and an invaluable educational resource, suitable for both children and adults. This edition of The Blue Poetry Book by Andrew Lang and Robert McWilliam now features a stunning new cover design and is printed in a font that is both modern and readable. With these accommodations, this edition of The Blue Poetry Book creates an accessible and pleasant reading experience for modern audiences while restoring the original precision and excellence of Andrew Lang’s work. |
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... visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm:— If they see any weeping That should have been sleeping, They pour sleep on their head, And sit down by their bed. —W. BLAKE ON A SPANIEL CALLED “BEAU” KILLING A YOUNG BIRD A NIGHT.
... head, That curl'd like a lamb's back, was shaved; so I said, “Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.” And so he was quiet: and that very night, As Tom was a-sleeping, he ...
... head he saw Three customers come in. So down he came, for loss of time Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When ...
... head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were shatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he seem'd to carry weight ...
... much the worse for wear, Each comely in its kind. He held them up, and in his turn Thus show'd his ready wit, My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away, That hangs upon.