Enjoying PoetryMark Van Doren W. Sloane Associates, 1951 - 556 oldal |
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1 - 3 találat összesen 62 találatból.
130. oldal
... hour of eve , Another poor man sent for him , And he began to grieve . " I have no rest , nor joy , nor peace , For people die and die " ; 5 10 And after cried he , " God forgive ! My body spake , not I ! ” He knelt , and leaning on the ...
... hour of eve , Another poor man sent for him , And he began to grieve . " I have no rest , nor joy , nor peace , For people die and die " ; 5 10 And after cried he , " God forgive ! My body spake , not I ! ” He knelt , and leaning on the ...
253. oldal
... hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please , Bankrupt of life , yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave ... hour employ With something new to wish or to enjoy ! Railing and praising were his usual themes , And both , to show ...
... hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please , Bankrupt of life , yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave ... hour employ With something new to wish or to enjoy ! Railing and praising were his usual themes , And both , to show ...
433. oldal
... hour of eve , Another poor man sent for him , And he began to grieve . " I have no rest , nor joy , nor peace , For people die and die " ; 5 10 And after cried he , " God forgive ! My body spake , not I ! " He knelt , and leaning on the ...
... hour of eve , Another poor man sent for him , And he began to grieve . " I have no rest , nor joy , nor peace , For people die and die " ; 5 10 And after cried he , " God forgive ! My body spake , not I ! " He knelt , and leaning on the ...
Tartalomjegyzék
A single asterisk before the title of a poem indicates that it is analyzed in the Commentaries beginning on page | 3 |
An Ode Matthew Prior Linda | 4 |
To Lucasta on Going to the Wars Richard Lovelace | 5 |
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alliteration Annabel Lee auld lang syne beauty bird blood breast breath bright cloud couplet dance dark dead dear death doth dream earth Emily Dickinson eyes fair fall feet flowers gone green hair hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill iambic pentameter kiss lady leaves light listen live look Lord Lord Randal lover Lycidas lyre mind Minnaloushe moon morning mother never night o'er once Oven Bird poem poet poetry praise quatrain rhyme ROBERT FROST Roman Road rose round Samian wine shade shadows shine shore silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep song sonnet soul sound spring stanza stars sweet syllables tears tell thee thine thing thou thought trees trimeter verse voice wall waves weary weep wild WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS wind wings wonder words