The New Oxford Book of Eighteenth Century VerseRoger H. Lonsdale, Roger Lonsdale Oxford University Press, 1984 - 870 Seiten Anthologies of eighteenth-century verse have tended to confirm traditional notions of the period as one of untroubled elegance, urbanity, and decorum. Offering over 550 poems and extracts by more than 250 poets, The New Oxford Book of Eighteenth-Century Verse presents a truer picture of this age as a much less stable and decorous time. This extraordinarily comprehensive volume includes not only a generous selection of verse by such renowned poets as Swift, Pope, Johnson, Gray, Smart, Goldsmith, Cowper, Blake, and Burns, but also a large number of poems by lesser-known and previously ignored poets. Intermixing the familiar styles and preoccupations of "polite" taste with much less familiar verse from all social levels, it reveals the willingness of the century's poets to respond graphically, humorously, or unconventionally to all aspects of rural and urban life. Topics range from golf and hypnotism to amorous adventure and marital discord, from growing sensitivity to natural beauty to fear of the effects of the Industrial Revolution, and from the anguish of poverty and unemployment to animated political exchanges in the wake of the French Revolution. Taken together, these poems reveal that both unpredictability and familiarity played as significant a role as Augustan reason played in the world of eighteenth-century poetry. The anthology also includes a helpful introduction, notes, and a glossary. |
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... soon the paths of health and fame divide ! Oft too I prayed , ' twas nature formed the pray'r , To grace my native scenes , my rural home ; To see my trees express their planter's care , And gay , on Attic models , raise my dome . 10 20 ...
... soon the paths of health and fame divide ! Oft too I prayed , ' twas nature formed the pray'r , To grace my native scenes , my rural home ; To see my trees express their planter's care , And gay , on Attic models , raise my dome . 10 20 ...
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... soon , No whip nor spur was wanting , And soon as the old wife enters the room , ' Whew ! ' cries out the bantling . A female chit so small was born , You might have put it into a flagon , 30 And it must be christ'ned that very morn ...
... soon , No whip nor spur was wanting , And soon as the old wife enters the room , ' Whew ! ' cries out the bantling . A female chit so small was born , You might have put it into a flagon , 30 And it must be christ'ned that very morn ...
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... soon the parent's anxious voice they hear : ' Come , come , my lads , you must not sleep all day ! ' They rub their eyes , start up , then stalk away . From noon till morn rests female toil ; save come The evening hours when lowing cows ...
... soon the parent's anxious voice they hear : ' Come , come , my lads , you must not sleep all day ! ' They rub their eyes , start up , then stalk away . From noon till morn rests female toil ; save come The evening hours when lowing cows ...
Inhalt
JOHN POMFRET 16671702 | 1 |
THOMAS DURFEY 16531723 | 5 |
JOHN PHILIPS 16761709 | 6 |
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