A handbook of poetry. To which is added a new poetica anthology and a concise dictionary of proper rhymes |
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... eye , do not rhyme to the ear , and there is a sufficiency of rhymes to each of these for all practical purposes in poetry . It is better to reconstruct a line , finding another terminal , than to let a false or slovenly rhyme pass ...
... eye , do not rhyme to the ear , and there is a sufficiency of rhymes to each of these for all practical purposes in poetry . It is better to reconstruct a line , finding another terminal , than to let a false or slovenly rhyme pass ...
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... eye one inward thought reveal , Which angel might not hear , and virgins tell ? —PRIOR . Lo , where she sits beneath yon shaggy rock , A cowering shape half hid in curling smoke . -WORDSWORTH . Blemishes like these in standard poets ...
... eye one inward thought reveal , Which angel might not hear , and virgins tell ? —PRIOR . Lo , where she sits beneath yon shaggy rock , A cowering shape half hid in curling smoke . -WORDSWORTH . Blemishes like these in standard poets ...
Side 29
... eyes looked love to eyes which spake again , And all went merry as a marriage - bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! BYRON . As the student ought now be enabled to mark out the feet for himself , in giving ...
... eyes looked love to eyes which spake again , And all went merry as a marriage - bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! BYRON . As the student ought now be enabled to mark out the feet for himself , in giving ...
Side 31
... eye hath seen , Which are as they had never been . - ANON . 14. - STANZA OF FOUR LINES , 8-7 . ( Alternate rhymes . If on windy days the raven Gambol like a dancing skiff , Not the less she loves her haven In the bosom of the cliff ...
... eye hath seen , Which are as they had never been . - ANON . 14. - STANZA OF FOUR LINES , 8-7 . ( Alternate rhymes . If on windy days the raven Gambol like a dancing skiff , Not the less she loves her haven In the bosom of the cliff ...
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... - The morrow , and the morrow's meeds- No daunting thought came o'er him ; He looked around him , and his eye Defiance flashed to earth and sky ! MISS JEWSBURY . 54. STANZA OF TEN LINES , 8-7 . ( Couplets 44 A HANDBOOK OF POETRY .
... - The morrow , and the morrow's meeds- No daunting thought came o'er him ; He looked around him , and his eye Defiance flashed to earth and sky ! MISS JEWSBURY . 54. STANZA OF TEN LINES , 8-7 . ( Couplets 44 A HANDBOOK OF POETRY .
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Side 39 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Side 132 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below, LXIII.
Side 172 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Side 105 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Side 126 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Side 21 - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men : A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Side 39 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faeryland To struggle through dark ways ; and, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The Thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...
Side 33 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Side 187 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and free, And steps of...
Side 106 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...