The New Poetry: An Anthology of Twentieth-century Verse in English, Том 1Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson Macmillan, 1923 - 640 страница |
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... Tree Toad . 215 The Interpreter . 216 Wild Plum 217 The Answer . The Door .. FENTON JOHNSON : 217 218 Three Negro ... Trees Easter 224 221 225 Poets ALFRED KREYMBORG : America . Old Manuscript . 225 226 ALFRED KREYMBORG - Continued ...
... Tree Toad . 215 The Interpreter . 216 Wild Plum 217 The Answer . The Door .. FENTON JOHNSON : 217 218 Three Negro ... Trees Easter 224 221 225 Poets ALFRED KREYMBORG : America . Old Manuscript . 225 226 ALFRED KREYMBORG - Continued ...
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... Tree .. PAGE 332 333 334 334 335 The Bird . 336 Storm .. 336 A Hymn to Night . 337 Love Lyric .. 337 EDNA ST . VINCENT MILLAY : ' God's World . 338 Ashes of Life .. 339 The Shroud . 339 Travel .. 340 Recuerdo . 340 Spring .. 341 Epitaph ...
... Tree .. PAGE 332 333 334 334 335 The Bird . 336 Storm .. 336 A Hymn to Night . 337 Love Lyric .. 337 EDNA ST . VINCENT MILLAY : ' God's World . 338 Ashes of Life .. 339 The Shroud . 339 Travel .. 340 Recuerdo . 340 Spring .. 341 Epitaph ...
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... Tree . My Heart . EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON : The Master ... PAGE 410 411 413 414 414 415 415 415 417 417 418 418 419 John Gorham . 421 Richard Cory .. 422 The Growth of Lorraine , I - II . 423 Cassandra ... 424 Demos , I - II .. 425 ...
... Tree . My Heart . EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON : The Master ... PAGE 410 411 413 414 414 415 415 415 417 417 418 418 419 John Gorham . 421 Richard Cory .. 422 The Growth of Lorraine , I - II . 423 Cassandra ... 424 Demos , I - II .. 425 ...
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... Tree . 542 543 The Son .. CHARLES HANSON TOWNE : Beyond the Stars ... MARK TURBYFILL : 544 Strangers .. 546 Things Not Seen .. 547 Prayer for Sophistication . . 547 A Song for Souls Under Fire .. 547 Shapes . 548 Journey . 549 ...
... Tree . 542 543 The Son .. CHARLES HANSON TOWNE : Beyond the Stars ... MARK TURBYFILL : 544 Strangers .. 546 Things Not Seen .. 547 Prayer for Sophistication . . 547 A Song for Souls Under Fire .. 547 Shapes . 548 Journey . 549 ...
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... trees and apple - trees , And cherubim and seraphim ! Second Voice Third Voice Look ! he comes ! how tall he is ! A crown of fire is on his head ; The sky unrolls before his feet , Green mountains fear his tread . The meteors now like ...
... trees and apple - trees , And cherubim and seraphim ! Second Voice Third Voice Look ! he comes ! how tall he is ! A crown of fire is on his head ; The sky unrolls before his feet , Green mountains fear his tread . The meteors now like ...
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beauty bird blow blue break breast Cæsar's cloud cold Conrad Aiken D. H. Lawrence dance dark dawn dead death door dream dust earth eyes Ezra Pound F. S. Flint face fall feet fire flame flowers forever garden gold gone grass gray green hair hands hear heard heart heaven hill kiss knew laugh leaves lift light lips live look lover moon morning never night Padraic Colum Pamplona pass poems poetry poets praise quiet rain Richard Aldington river rose shadow shining silence silver sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars stone strange sweet T. S. Eliot tell thee things thou thought tree turn voice wait walk Walter Conrad Arensberg watch weeping whisper wild William Rose Benét wind wings Witter Bynner woman wonder words Yone Noguchi
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