Enjoyment of PoetryC. Scribner's sons, 1914 - 224 lappuses |
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abstract achieve appears Aristotle beautiful blank verse chapter child choice and comparison choose color consciousness convey definition Edgar Allan Poe emotion ence enjoyment essence existence experience expression eyes feeling figures of speech flavor genius give heart Homer horse idea ideal Iliad imagination kind language lines living meaning metaphor metonymy mind mood moon Nancy Hanks nature never object onomatopoeia OTTO JESPERSEN passion perception perfection perhaps Plato pleasure poem poet poet's poetic choice poetic impulse poetic name poetic words poetry prac practical pure Puva quotation reality realization remember rhyme rhythm rhythmic rience Saint Agnes sake scientific sensation sense sensuous Shakespeare similar simile sing sleep song sorrow soul speak speech spirit supreme syllables symbol synecdoche taste Theocritus thou thought tical tion true truth utterance verbs verse vivid Walt Walt Whitman whole wish word-painting
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125. lappuse - The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
163. lappuse - 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...
115. lappuse - A table, and, half anguish'd, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet : — O for some drowsy Morphean...
11. lappuse - Oh, our manhood's prime vigour ! no spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing, nor sinew unbraced. Oh, the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock — The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, — the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, — the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair.
114. lappuse - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
114. lappuse - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
155. lappuse - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zig-zag paths, and juts of pointed rock, 50 Came on the shining levels of the lake.
148. lappuse - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong...
88. lappuse - To the Evening Star Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed! Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest the Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes, And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon, Dost thou withdraw; then the...
124. lappuse - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...