Modern American PoetryLouis Untermeyer Harcourt, Brace, 1921 - 406 pagini |
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Pagina xxxii
... prepared for him by the awakened interest in native poetry discovered The Man Against the Sky ( 1916 ) and the richness of Robinson at the same time . Frost and Masters were the bright particular planets of 1915 xxxii Preface.
... prepared for him by the awakened interest in native poetry discovered The Man Against the Sky ( 1916 ) and the richness of Robinson at the same time . Frost and Masters were the bright particular planets of 1915 xxxii Preface.
Pagina xxxiii
Louis Untermeyer. Frost and Masters were the bright particular planets of 1915 , although the star of the latter has waned while the light of the former has grown in magnitude . Yet Masters's most famous book will rank as one of the land ...
Louis Untermeyer. Frost and Masters were the bright particular planets of 1915 , although the star of the latter has waned while the light of the former has grown in magnitude . Yet Masters's most famous book will rank as one of the land ...
Pagina 24
... bright like wine ; Two sullen captive kings were they , That had in time held herds at bay , And even now they crush'd the sod 1 Permission to reprint this poem was granted by the Harr Wagner Publishing Co. , San Francisco , California ...
... bright like wine ; Two sullen captive kings were they , That had in time held herds at bay , And even now they crush'd the sod 1 Permission to reprint this poem was granted by the Harr Wagner Publishing Co. , San Francisco , California ...
Pagina 62
... of every mortal creature Tempers eternal beauty to our sight ; And by the glow upon love's earthly feature Maketh the path of our departure bright . A SONG OF SUNRISE ( On the Morning of the 62 George Edward Woodberry Immortal Love.
... of every mortal creature Tempers eternal beauty to our sight ; And by the glow upon love's earthly feature Maketh the path of our departure bright . A SONG OF SUNRISE ( On the Morning of the 62 George Edward Woodberry Immortal Love.
Pagina 78
... bright and cheerful morn , When I found a new - fledged butterfly , A - sitting on a thorn , A black and crimson butterfly All doleful and forlorn . I thought that life could have no sting To infant 78 Frank Dempster Sherman CHARLOTTE ...
... bright and cheerful morn , When I found a new - fledged butterfly , A - sitting on a thorn , A black and crimson butterfly All doleful and forlorn . I thought that life could have no sting To infant 78 Frank Dempster Sherman CHARLOTTE ...
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Pagina 326 - OREAD Whirl up, sea — Whirl your pointed pines. Splash your great pines On our rocks. Hurl your green over us — Cover us with your pools of fir.
Pagina 112 - Miniver mourned the ripe renown That made so many a name so fragrant; He mourned Romance, now on the town, And Art a vagrant. Miniver loved the Medici, Albeit he had never seen one; He would have sinned incessantly Could he have been one.
Pagina 40 - And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens, And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence ; O, it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best, With the risin...
Pagina 118 - Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, 'Good-morning,' and he glittered when he walked.
Pagina 45 - And his musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there. "Now, don't you go till I come,
Pagina 340 - Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
Pagina 352 - I Have a Rendez-Vous with Death I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling shade And apple blossoms fill the air — I have a rendezvous with Death When Spring brings back blue days and fair. It may be he shall take my hand, And lead me into his dark land, And close my eyes and quench my breath — It may be I shall pass him still. I have a rendezvous with Death...
Pagina 51 - Here was a man to hold against the world, A man to match the mountains and the sea. The color of the ground was in him, the red earth ; The smack and tang of elemental things; The rectitude and patience of the cliff; The good-will of the rain that loves all leaves; The friendly welcome of the wayside well...
Pagina 30 - Abide, abide, The willful waterweeds held me thrall, The laving laurel turned my tide, The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay, The dewberry dipped for to work delay, And the little reeds sighed Abide, abide, Here in the hills of Habersham, Here in the valleys of Hall.
Pagina 351 - I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling shade And apple-blossoms fill the air — I have a rendezvous with Death When Spring brings back blue days and fair. It may be he shall take my hand And lead me into his dark land And close my eyes and quench my breath — It may be I shall pass him still. I have a rendezvous with Death On some scarred slope of battered hill, When Spring comes round again this year And the first meadow-flowers appear.