An American Anthology, 1787-1900: Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of American Poetry in the Nineteenth CenturyEdmund Clarence Stedman Houghton, Mifflin, 1900 - 878 страница |
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... spirit at full height , still left each of these antipodal bards within smaller confines than are given to Longfellow , - the people's " artist of the beautiful " through half a century of steadfast production , or to Whittier the born ...
... spirit at full height , still left each of these antipodal bards within smaller confines than are given to Longfellow , - the people's " artist of the beautiful " through half a century of steadfast production , or to Whittier the born ...
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... spirit of the leaders and have availed themselves of the same measures and diction . Variances of the kind arising from conditions of locality and atmosphere have always been apparent . An approach can be made to a natural arrangement ...
... spirit of the leaders and have availed themselves of the same measures and diction . Variances of the kind arising from conditions of locality and atmosphere have always been apparent . An approach can be made to a natural arrangement ...
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... spirit as Poe's renaissance of art for beauty's sake , and Whitman's revolt against social and literary traditions . The academic vantage no less held its own with Parsons and Holmes as maintainers , the former our purest classicist ...
... spirit as Poe's renaissance of art for beauty's sake , and Whitman's revolt against social and literary traditions . The academic vantage no less held its own with Parsons and Holmes as maintainers , the former our purest classicist ...
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... spirit of the graver and decorator ; even as idyllists their appeal is to the bodily eye ; they are over - careful of the look of words , and not only of their little pictures , but of the frames that contain them , -book - cover ...
... spirit of the graver and decorator ; even as idyllists their appeal is to the bodily eye ; they are over - careful of the look of words , and not only of their little pictures , but of the frames that contain them , -book - cover ...
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... spirit and voice of youth , but the thought of sages , and of every age . Our own will have its speech again , and as much more quickly than after former periods of disuse as the processes of action and reaction speed swiftlier than of ...
... spirit and voice of youth , but the thought of sages , and of every age . Our own will have its speech again , and as much more quickly than after former periods of disuse as the processes of action and reaction speed swiftlier than of ...
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Страница 106 - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Страница 146 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
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Страница 150 - Her deck once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee ; — The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea...
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Страница 145 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago), And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Страница 89 - If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame.
Страница 149 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.