American Literary MastersHoughton, Mifflin, 1906 - Всего страниц: 517 |
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... hand on my head , and gave me his bless- ' ing . . . . I was but five years old , yet I can feel ' that hand upon my head even now . ' Up to the age of fifteen Irving attended such schools as New York afforded . He was not pre- cocious ...
... hand on my head , and gave me his bless- ' ing . . . . I was but five years old , yet I can feel ' that hand upon my head even now . ' Up to the age of fifteen Irving attended such schools as New York afforded . He was not pre- cocious ...
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... hand . The word in question is almost obvious and often conventional , but invariably apt . For a writer who produced so much the style is remarkably homogeneous . It is an exaggeration to speak of it as overcharged with color . There ...
... hand . The word in question is almost obvious and often conventional , but invariably apt . For a writer who produced so much the style is remarkably homogeneous . It is an exaggeration to speak of it as overcharged with color . There ...
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... hand to any subject . Who would have thought that the prose poet of the Alhambra was also able to do justice to the trapper and the Pawnee ? Astoria ( the first draft of which was made by Pierre M. Irving ) is an account of John Jacob ...
... hand to any subject . Who would have thought that the prose poet of the Alhambra was also able to do justice to the trapper and the Pawnee ? Astoria ( the first draft of which was made by Pierre M. Irving ) is an account of John Jacob ...
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... hands the spiky grass , And touching , with his cherry lips , the edge Of these bright beakers , drain the gathered dew . Bryant wrote poems of freedom . The earlier of these , ' The Song of the Greek Amazon , ' the ' Massacre at Scio ...
... hands the spiky grass , And touching , with his cherry lips , the edge Of these bright beakers , drain the gathered dew . Bryant wrote poems of freedom . The earlier of these , ' The Song of the Greek Amazon , ' the ' Massacre at Scio ...
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... hand in hand , And glorious must their triumph be ! Such was the temper of men who had looked with philosophic composure and curiosity on the C THE POET C movements of the sometimes well - 56 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.
... hand in hand , And glorious must their triumph be ! Such was the temper of men who had looked with philosophic composure and curiosity on the C THE POET C movements of the sometimes well - 56 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.
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Стр. 501 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Стр. 502 - The hurrying tumbling waves, quick-broken crests, slapping, The strata of color'd clouds, the long bar of maroon-tint away solitary by itself, the spread of purity it lies motionless in, The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of salt marsh and shore mud, These became part of that child who went forth every day, and who now goes, and will always go forth every day.
Стр. 471 - But glory an' gunpowder, plunder an' blood ? So John P. Robinson he Scz he shall vote fer Gineral C. We were gittin' on nicely up here to our village, With good old idees o' wut 's right an' wut ain't, We kind o' thought Christ went agin war an' pillage, An' thet eppyletts worn't the best mark of a saint ; But John P. Robinson he Sez this kind o
Стр. 503 - From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
Стр. 505 - Here at last is something in the doings of man That corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Here is not merely a nation but a teeming nation of nations.
Стр. 56 - Few, few were they whose swords of old Won the fair land in which we dwell ; But we are many, we who hold The grim resolve to guard it well. Strike for that broad and goodly land, Blow after blow, till men shall see That Might and Right move hand in hand, And glorious must their triumph be.
Стр. 334 - I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.
Стр. 497 - Grass" distinctively as literature, or a specimen thereof, that I feel to dwell, or advance claims. No one will get at my verses who insists upon viewing them as a literary performance, or attempt at such performance, or as aiming mainly toward art or zstheticism.
Стр. 56 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Стр. 214 - I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty. Its sole arbiter is taste. With the intellect or with the conscience, it has only collateral relations. Unless incidentally, it has no concern whatever either with duty or with truth.