A Study of VersificationHoughton Mifflin, 1911 - 275 psl. |
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... repetition and redupli- cation and overt cataloging which often characterize the chants of primitive races . Even in the less spontaneous and more consciously artistic paragraphs of the great orators , we can often feel the rise and ...
... repetition and redupli- cation and overt cataloging which often characterize the chants of primitive races . Even in the less spontaneous and more consciously artistic paragraphs of the great orators , we can often feel the rise and ...
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... repetition of the same unit . Each of these units we call a foot . In Longfellow's line this unit is - , a long followed by a short ; and by tradition this foot is called a trochee . In Drake's line the unit is a short followed by a ...
... repetition of the same unit . Each of these units we call a foot . In Longfellow's line this unit is - , a long followed by a short ; and by tradition this foot is called a trochee . In Drake's line the unit is a short followed by a ...
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... repetition , is the prime postulate of meter . -T . S. OMOND : A Study of Meter . We have seen that the habits of the English language are such as to make it practically impossible to write English verse except in one of the four ...
... repetition , is the prime postulate of meter . -T . S. OMOND : A Study of Meter . We have seen that the habits of the English language are such as to make it practically impossible to write English verse except in one of the four ...
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... repetition of sound , we should be willing to abide by it , and to be satisfied with a rime which is perfect in our ordinary pro- nunciation , not insisting upon pedantic precision of speech . Our unfortunate spelling is continually sug ...
... repetition of sound , we should be willing to abide by it , and to be satisfied with a rime which is perfect in our ordinary pro- nunciation , not insisting upon pedantic precision of speech . Our unfortunate spelling is continually sug ...
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... repetition of the bold vowel , while the sophisticated ear of the dilletant may even find a certain perverted pleasure in a slight variation of this vowel , accompanied by exact identity of the consonants . Perhaps it is not going too ...
... repetition of the bold vowel , while the sophisticated ear of the dilletant may even find a certain perverted pleasure in a slight variation of this vowel , accompanied by exact identity of the consonants . Perhaps it is not going too ...
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accepted alliteration anapestic artist asserted attention Austin Dobson ballade beauty blank verse breath Browning Browning's Byron's called charm chosen colliteration Complete Poetical composed consonants dactylic declared delight double rime Dryden effect employed English poetry English verse example feel final line fixed form foot four lines hearer heart heptameter heroic couplet hexameter iambic pentameter iambs iambus kiss language less long syllables Longfellow's Lowell lyric lyrist mate melody meter metrical metrist Milton never nursery-rimes 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 substitution sweet Swinburne technic Tennyson thee theme Théodore de Banville thou thought tion trimeter triolet trochaic trochee true tune unrimed versification villanelle vowel vowel-sound wind words write
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133 psl. - that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
86 psl. - throne, Biirn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
220 psl. - Duke of Buckingham : — A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong ; Was everything by starts, and nothing long ; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, tiddler, statesman, and buffoon : Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that
108 psl. - : — Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on. In this
85 psl. - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden Soul of Harmony. The
73 psl. - *T is not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar ; When Ajax strives some rock's vast might to throw,
120 psl. - On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And through the field the road runs by To many-towered Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Bound an island there below, The island of Shalott.
181 psl. - stanza : — Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
228 psl. - beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruined spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claimed kindred there, and had his claims allowed ; The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sate by his fire, and talked the night away ; Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. The
93 psl. - 1 And may there be no sadness of farewell, . When I embark ; For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar.