Enjoying PoetryMark Van Doren W. Sloane Associates, 1951 - 556 oldal |
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1 - 3 találat összesen 36 találatból.
455. oldal
... land make free . Loons with trumpets blowed a blare , blare , blare On , on upward thro ' the golden air ! ( Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? ) 5 10 15 20 II ( Bass drum slower and softer . ) Booth died blind and still by faith ...
... land make free . Loons with trumpets blowed a blare , blare , blare On , on upward thro ' the golden air ! ( Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? ) 5 10 15 20 II ( Bass drum slower and softer . ) Booth died blind and still by faith ...
495. oldal
... land produce ? A meager hill of kernels , a runnel of juice . Declension looks from our land , it is old . Therefore let us assemble , dry , gray , spare , And mild as yellow air . " I hear the creak of a raven's funeral wing . " The ...
... land produce ? A meager hill of kernels , a runnel of juice . Declension looks from our land , it is old . Therefore let us assemble , dry , gray , spare , And mild as yellow air . " I hear the creak of a raven's funeral wing . " The ...
552. oldal
... land was ours before we were the land's The lowest trees have tops , the ant her gall The Maid Freed From the Gallows . The master , the swabber , the boatswain , and I The merchant , to secure his treasure The old priest Peter Gilligan ...
... land was ours before we were the land's The lowest trees have tops , the ant her gall The Maid Freed From the Gallows . The master , the swabber , the boatswain , and I The merchant , to secure his treasure The old priest Peter Gilligan ...
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 Andrew Marvell Annabel Lee auld lang syne beauty bird blood breast breath bright child cloud cold dark dead dear death doth dreams earth Emily Dickinson eyes fair fall feet flowers gone grass grave green hair hand hath hear heard heart heaven hill iambic iambic pentameter kiss lady land leaves light live look lover Lycidas lyre mind moon morning never night o'er once Oven Bird pale Philosopher's Song poem poet poetry praise quatrain rhyme Roman Road rose round Samian wine shade shadow shine shore silent silver dawn sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smiling song sonnet soul sound spirit spring stanza stars sweet syllables tears tell thee thine thing thou thought trees trimeter verse voice wall waves weary weep wild wind wings wonder words