A Study of VersificationHoughton Mifflin, 1911 - 7 psl. |
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... Lowell singled out for praise the song of De- borah and Barak : " Awake , awake , Deborah ! Awake , awake , utter a song ! Arise , Barak , and lead thy captivity captive , thou son of Abinoam ! " This rhythmic utterance in moments of ...
... Lowell singled out for praise the song of De- borah and Barak : " Awake , awake , Deborah ! Awake , awake , utter a song ! Arise , Barak , and lead thy captivity captive , thou son of Abinoam ! " This rhythmic utterance in moments of ...
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... Lowell links recompense and expense , Austin Dobson unites Mentor and tormentor , Byron ties together philanthropic and misanthropic . It may be well to mention also that the principle that the accord shall be on the vowel of the final ...
... Lowell links recompense and expense , Austin Dobson unites Mentor and tormentor , Byron ties together philanthropic and misanthropic . It may be well to mention also that the principle that the accord shall be on the vowel of the final ...
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... Lowell said of meter is true also of rime , although in a less degree : " Meter , by its systematic and reg- ular occurrence , gradually subjugates and tunes the senses of the hearer , as the wood of the violin arranges itself in ...
... Lowell said of meter is true also of rime , although in a less degree : " Meter , by its systematic and reg- ular occurrence , gradually subjugates and tunes the senses of the hearer , as the wood of the violin arranges itself in ...
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... Lowell's " Fable for Critics " : Quite irresistible Like a man with eight trumps in his hand at a whist - table ( I bethought me at first that the rime was untwistable , Though I might here have lugged in an allusion to Cristabel ) . To ...
... Lowell's " Fable for Critics " : Quite irresistible Like a man with eight trumps in his hand at a whist - table ( I bethought me at first that the rime was untwistable , Though I might here have lugged in an allusion to Cristabel ) . To ...
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... Lowell had the same figure of speech in one of those critical papers of his which were always informed with the insight of a poet into the mechanism of his art . " There is no ebb and flow in the meter more than on the shores of the ...
... Lowell had the same figure of speech in one of those critical papers of his which were always informed with the insight of a poet into the mechanism of his art . " There is no ebb and flow in the meter more than on the shores of the ...
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accepted alliteration anapestic artist asserted attention Austin Dobson ballade beauty blank verse breath Browning Browning's Byron called charm chosen colliteration composed consonants curs'd dactylic declared double rimes Dryden effect employed English poetry English verse example feel final line fixed form foot four lines hearer heart heptameter heroic couplet hexameter iambic pentameter iambic tetrameter iambs iambus kiss language less long syllables Longfellow's Lowell lyric lyrist mate melody meter metrical metrist Milton Muse never o'er once pair of rimes passage pause play poem poet poet's poetic license Pope Pope's prose quatrain refrain repetition rhythm rhythmic rime-scheme rondeau rondel Rose Shakspere Shakspere's short syllable single rime sometimes song sonnet sound speech spondee stanza sweet Swinburne Swinburne's Tennyson thee theme Théodore de Banville thou thought tion trimeter triolet trochaic trochee true unrimed versification villanelle vowel vowel-sound wind words write
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