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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... waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry.”— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking;1 And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as ...
... waves lashed the shore, Return or aid preventing;— The waters wild went o'er his child,— And he was left lamenting. —T. CAMPBELL THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER When my mother died I was very young,. 1. The evil spirit of the waters.
... wave!— For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your ... waves, Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below,— As they roar on the ...
... Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry! Few, few, shall part, where many meet! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre. —T. CAMPBELL THE ...
... along the deep slowly boom;— Then ceased—and all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. Out spoke the victor then As he hail'd them o'er the wave; “Ye are brothers! BATTLE OF THE BALTIC.