A Study of VersificationHoughton Mifflin, 1911 - 275 Seiten |
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... sense from line to line while still keeping the structure distinct . Here again the appeal is to the ear and not to the eye ; the poet may choose to print his lines to suit his own whim ; but the way in which he presents them does not ...
... sense from line to line while still keeping the structure distinct . Here again the appeal is to the ear and not to the eye ; the poet may choose to print his lines to suit his own whim ; but the way in which he presents them does not ...
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... sense may require a pause in the middle of a line . The very fault found with these octosyllabic lines is that they slip away too fluently , and run easily into a monotonous singsong . " We need only recite a brief passage from either ...
... sense may require a pause in the middle of a line . The very fault found with these octosyllabic lines is that they slip away too fluently , and run easily into a monotonous singsong . " We need only recite a brief passage from either ...
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... sense of effort and fatigue will soon be the conse- quence " ; but this is rarely felt because there is a break or a pause generally about the middle of the line , which serves as a breathing - place . " This gives a degree of relief ...
... sense of effort and fatigue will soon be the conse- quence " ; but this is rarely felt because there is a break or a pause generally about the middle of the line , which serves as a breathing - place . " This gives a degree of relief ...
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... sense will best bring out the rhythm . " If a line satisfies the ear , when it is read naturally with full regard to its con- tent , then it is a good line prosodically ; since there can be no other test . If it fails to satisfy the ear ...
... sense will best bring out the rhythm . " If a line satisfies the ear , when it is read naturally with full regard to its con- tent , then it is a good line prosodically ; since there can be no other test . If it fails to satisfy the ear ...
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... sense Displease us if the ear once take offence . We have seen already that in the iambic penta- meter the poet is at liberty to add a short syllable at the end of his line : To be , or not to be : that is the question . We have seen ...
... sense Displease us if the ear once take offence . We have seen already that in the iambic penta- meter the poet is at liberty to add a short syllable at the end of his line : To be , or not to be : that is the question . We have seen ...
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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 composed consonants dactylic declared delight double rimes 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 prose quatrain refrain repetition rhythm rhythmic rime-scheme rondeau Rose Shakspere Shakspere's short syllable single rime sometimes song sonnet sound speech spondee stanza substitution sweet Swinburne Swinburne's 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
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 100 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE : For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...
Seite 113 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Seite 46 - Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town? ' Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Seite 238 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse...
Seite 203 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Seite 73 - 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 weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er the unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Seite 85 - 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; That Orpheus...
Seite 133 - 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.
Seite 100 - But our thoughts they were palsied and sere Our memories were treacherous and sere For we knew not the month was October, And we marked not the night of the year (Ah, night of all nights in the year!) We noted not the dim lake of Auber (Though once we had journeyed down here) Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber, Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Seite 187 - Birch-Tree ! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley ! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily ! " Lay aside your cloak, O Birch-Tree ! Lay aside your white-skin wrapper, For the Summer-time is coming, And the sun is warm in heaven, And you need no white-skin wrapper...