Lyric Forms from France: Their History and Their UseHarcourt, Brace, 1922 - 527 psl. |
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... Beauty pany * George H. Doran Com- * Christopher Morley The Rocking Horse pany * Doubleday , Page and Company * Doubleday , Page and Company * Franklin P. Adams Something Else Again Princess Ballade For a Birthday When Shake- speare ...
... Beauty pany * George H. Doran Com- * Christopher Morley The Rocking Horse pany * Doubleday , Page and Company * Doubleday , Page and Company * Franklin P. Adams Something Else Again Princess Ballade For a Birthday When Shake- speare ...
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... Remain Ballade of the Unchanging Beauty * Don Marquis Dreams and Chant of the Dust Changing Hours ' King Pandion , He Is Dead ' The Rondeau The Triolet Publisher Author Book * Doubleday , * Don The Old ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ix.
... Remain Ballade of the Unchanging Beauty * Don Marquis Dreams and Chant of the Dust Changing Hours ' King Pandion , He Is Dead ' The Rondeau The Triolet Publisher Author Book * Doubleday , * Don The Old ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ix.
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... beauty . These poems have for us , therefore , a social rather than a literary interest . In them for three hundred years the dominant ideas of medieval society were per- petuated . The current conceptions of love , death , and religion ...
... beauty . These poems have for us , therefore , a social rather than a literary interest . In them for three hundred years the dominant ideas of medieval society were per- petuated . The current conceptions of love , death , and religion ...
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... have we verse of any beauty . The ballades that serve as envoys are merely dull and repetitious . A study of Lydgate's ballades but emphasizes the con- clusion that the ballade never ceased to be an exotic THEIR HISTORY AND USE 45.
... have we verse of any beauty . The ballades that serve as envoys are merely dull and repetitious . A study of Lydgate's ballades but emphasizes the con- clusion that the ballade never ceased to be an exotic THEIR HISTORY AND USE 45.
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... beauty of spring . The process of increasing the number of lines in the rondeau went on until we find among the works of Charles d'Orléans himself ron- deaus of eighteen lines . In the fifteenth century , in general , refrains grew ...
... beauty of spring . The process of increasing the number of lines in the rondeau went on until we find among the works of Charles d'Orléans himself ron- deaus of eighteen lines . In the fifteenth century , in general , refrains grew ...
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Algernon Charles Swinburne Andrew Lang Arcady Austin Dobson BALLADE Banville beauty Behold birds blow blue Brander Matthews breath bright century Chant Royal cling Clinton Scollard cold dance dead dear Death delight doth dreams earth Edmund Gosse ENVOI Prince eyes fain fair Farewell fate flower François Villon glow gold golden grace grey hath hear heart heaven hour King kiss L'ENVOI lady laugh life's light lips live Lord Louis Untermeyer love's lovers maid maiden Midsummer moon never night o'er play poem poets praise pray Queen refrain rhyme Richard Le Gallienne rondeau RONDEL rose Sestina shine sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring stanza sweet tears thee Théodore de Banville thine things thou triolet verse Villanelle Villon voice W. E. Henley weary wind wings youth
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