Robert Frost: The Ethics of AmbiguityBucknell University Press, 2002 - 198 Seiten Robert Frost: The Ethics of Ambiguity examines Frost's ethical positioning as a poet in the age of modernism. The argument is that Frost constructs his poetry with deliberate formal ambiguity, withholding clear resolutions from the reader. Therefore, the poem itself functions as metaphor, inviting the reader into a participation in constructing meaning. Furthermore, the ambiguity of ethical positioning was intrinsic to Frost himself. Nonetheless, by holding his poetry up to several traditional ethical views -- Rationalist, Theological, Existentialist, Deotological, and Social Ethics -- one may define a congruent ethical pattern in both the poetry and the person. |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 32
Seite 20
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Seite 22
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Seite 27
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Seite 28
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Seite 30
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Du hast die Anzeigebeschränkung für dieses Buch erreicht.
Inhalt
| 7 | |
| 9 | |
| 13 | |
| 17 | |
Personal Ambiguities Suspended Action | 38 |
Rationalist Ethics | 62 |
Theological Ethics | 93 |
Existential Ethics | 110 |
The Undeniable Ought Deontological Ethics | 129 |
Ethics in Society | 146 |
Conclusion | 168 |
Notes | 174 |
Selected Bibliography | 188 |
Index | 196 |
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
actions aesthetic Alcuin Amy Lowell appears argues artistic beauty belief biblical characters choices conflict context dark deontological ethics divine Edward Connery essay evil existential ethics fact Faggen faith Fireside Poets freedom Frost's ethics Frost's Masques Frost's poems Frost's poetry Harriet Monroe Heidegger human Ibid imagination individual intuition Jay Parini Jonah laborer Lawrance Thompson Lesley Literature living loneliness Lowell Mark Richardson Masque of Mercy Masque of Reason meaning Mending Wall metaphor modern modernist moral Mowing narrator narrator's nature nonetheless observes one's Oven Bird pattern perhaps philosophy Plotinus poem poet poetic Poetry of Robert precisely quest question rationalist ethics reader relationship revelation rhyme Road Not Taken Robert Frost Santayana scythe Selected Letters Selected Prose sense simply sound-sense stanza star poems suggests teleology theological ethics thing Thyatira tion tree understanding University Press values York
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 69 - I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
Seite 31 - Design I found a dimpled spider, fat and white, On a white heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth Assorted characters of death and blight Mixed ready to begin the morning right, Like the ingredients of a witches' broth A snow-drop spider, a flower like froth, And dead wings carried like a paper kite.
Seite 46 - THE OVEN BIRD There is a singer everyone has heard, Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird, Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again. He says that leaves are old and that for flowers Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.
Seite 41 - There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself; Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun, Something, perhaps, about the lack of sound — And that was why it whispered and did not speak. It was no dream of the gift of idle hours, Or easy gold at the hand of fay or elf...
Seite 63 - It was about this time I conceived the bold and arduous project of arriving at moral perfection. I wished to live without committing any fault at any time; I would conquer all that either natural inclination, custom, or company might lead me into. As I knew, or thought I knew, what was right and wrong, I did not see why I might not always do the one and avoid the other. But I soon found I had undertaken a task of more difficulty than I had imagined. While...
Seite 79 - I know that my Redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God; I myself will see him with my own eyes — I, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!
Seite 41 - It was no dream of the gift of idle hours, Or easy gold at the hand of fay or elf: Anything more than the truth would have seemed too weak To the earnest love that laid the swale in rows, Not without feeble-pointed spikes of flowers (Pale orchises) , and scared a bright green snake. The fact is the sweetest dream that labor knows.
Seite 51 - The aspects of things that are most important for us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity. (One is unable to notice something — because it is always before one's eyes.) The real foundations of his enquiry do not strike a man at all.
Seite 69 - Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black.
Seite 46 - THERE is a singer everyone has heard, Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird, Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again. He says that leaves are old and that for flowers Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten. He says the early petal-fall is past When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers On sunny days a moment overcast; And comes that other fall we name the fall. He says the highway dust is over all. The bird would cease and be as other birds But that he knows in singing not to sing. The question...