The Writing and Reading of VerseD. Appleton, 1918 - 327 psl. |
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... possible , and I hope not too com- plicated , explanation of the more important phenomena of verse , and that the plan has a few practical advantages over other systems . The point of view is an application of the theory , widely ...
... possible , and I hope not too com- plicated , explanation of the more important phenomena of verse , and that the plan has a few practical advantages over other systems . The point of view is an application of the theory , widely ...
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... possible one - that which the author prefers - but not the only correct one . Another preliminary point to be mentioned is the necessity for agreement in the use of terms . Since there is an un- fortunate confusion of meaning over ...
... possible one - that which the author prefers - but not the only correct one . Another preliminary point to be mentioned is the necessity for agreement in the use of terms . Since there is an un- fortunate confusion of meaning over ...
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... possible metrical reading of the opening lines of Henry IV , Part I : So sháken ás we are so wán with cáre Find we a tíme for fríghted peace to pánt And breathe short - winded áccents of néw bróils To bé comménc'd in stránds afár remote ...
... possible metrical reading of the opening lines of Henry IV , Part I : So sháken ás we are so wán with cáre Find we a tíme for fríghted peace to pánt And breathe short - winded áccents of néw bróils To bé comménc'd in stránds afár remote ...
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... possible reading of the first line quoted above . The bars , as in written music , precede the emphatic syllables . 1 3 So shak en J | as we are SO wan with care Į Į J d 3 614 Possible readings of the less regular lines might be these ...
... possible reading of the first line quoted above . The bars , as in written music , precede the emphatic syllables . 1 3 So shak en J | as we are SO wan with care Į Į J d 3 614 Possible readings of the less regular lines might be these ...
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... possible way , then , of explaining the basis of verse is to say that a line is metrical when it is divided into sensibly equal time parts . This definition assumes a unit called a line , which does not exist in prose . There is , after ...
... possible way , then , of explaining the basis of verse is to say that a line is metrical when it is divided into sensibly equal time parts . This definition assumes a unit called a line , which does not exist in prose . There is , after ...
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alexandrine Alfred Noyes alliteration anapestic antistrophe ballade blank verse Browning century cesura Chapter consonants couplet dactylic dactylic movement dimeter direct attack dissyllabic divisions duple duple rhythm duple-triple rhythm effect emphasis English verse enjambment example extra accents eyes foot four free verse give heart heptameter heroic hexameter iambic movement iambic pentameter iambic-anapestic imitative irregular Keats light stresses line stanzas melody meter metrical Milton monotony night o'er occur octameter odes Paradise Lost passage pause pentameter phrasing Pindaric poem poetry poets Pope principle quatrains quoted reader refrain repetition rhythmical pattern rhythmical prose rime rime scheme Rossetti scansion sense Shelley sing Song sonnet sound stanza stanza form sweet Swinburne Swinburne's syllables Tennyson tetrameter thee themes thou thought tone-color trimeter triple rhythm trisyllabic feet trochaic trochaic movement tune unrimed unstressed syllable variation varied vers libre vowel wind words writing written
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