Orthometry: A Treatise on the Art of Versification and the Technicalities of Poetry, with a New and Complete Rhyming DictionaryG. P. Putnam's sons, 1893 - 376 páginas |
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... fair specimen . The first comedy was Ralph Roister Doister , written by Nicholas Udall , master of Eton , about 1550 , which was modelled after the Comedies of Terence ; and this was followed a year or two later by Gammer Gur- ton's ...
... fair specimen . The first comedy was Ralph Roister Doister , written by Nicholas Udall , master of Eton , about 1550 , which was modelled after the Comedies of Terence ; and this was followed a year or two later by Gammer Gur- ton's ...
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... fair ! Every drop we sprinkle On the brow of care Smoothes away a wrinkle . Moore . ( d ) . TROCHAIC TETRAMETER . Normal line , Eight Syllables - ! ― - ཨཱ - This measure is sufficiently lengthy for contin- uous composition , and seems ...
... fair ! Every drop we sprinkle On the brow of care Smoothes away a wrinkle . Moore . ( d ) . TROCHAIC TETRAMETER . Normal line , Eight Syllables - ! ― - ཨཱ - This measure is sufficiently lengthy for contin- uous composition , and seems ...
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... fair- Whole - souled honesty printed there . Anon . Maiden ! with the meek , brown eyes ! In whose orbs a shadow lies , Like the dusk in evening skies ! O thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands 70 ORTHOMETRY .
... fair- Whole - souled honesty printed there . Anon . Maiden ! with the meek , brown eyes ! In whose orbs a shadow lies , Like the dusk in evening skies ! O thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands 70 ORTHOMETRY .
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... fair she seems to be . Waller . " The Rose's Message . " Oh , a lady might have come there , Hooded fairly like her hawk , With a book or lute in summer , And a hope of sweeter talk . Listening less to her own music than for footsteps ...
... fair she seems to be . Waller . " The Rose's Message . " Oh , a lady might have come there , Hooded fairly like her hawk , With a book or lute in summer , And a hope of sweeter talk . Listening less to her own music than for footsteps ...
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... Fair , modest maidens , nursed in hamlets small- I love ye all ! Nicholl . " Wild Flowers . " Stranger ! however great , With lowly reverence bow ; There's one in that poor shed , One by that paltry bed , Greater than thou . Bowles ...
... Fair , modest maidens , nursed in hamlets small- I love ye all ! Nicholl . " Wild Flowers . " Stranger ! however great , With lowly reverence bow ; There's one in that poor shed , One by that paltry bed , Greater than thou . Bowles ...
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accented syllables Alexandrine Amphibrach anapestic arrangement Ballad beauty bells blank verse Browning Burns Byron called combination Comedy composition consonants couplet Dactylic dark doth dramatic dreams Dryden elision English poetry English verse examples eyes feet flowers foot Francis Mahony heart heaven HEPTAMETER heroic hexameter hiatus honour iambic iambic pentameter kind language licences light Longfellow Love's Labour's Lost lyric measure melody metre metrical Milton modern poets MONOMETER monosyllables muse night Normal line o'er Obsolete OCTAMETER open vowels Paradise Lost pause pentameter pleasure plurals of nouns poems poetic Pope preterites of verbs prose Pyrrhic quantity Queen rhymes rhythm rhythmic says sestet Shakspere Shakspere's Shelley short sigh sleep song sonnet soul sound specimens speech Spenser Spondee stanza sweet Tennyson tercet thee thou thought thunder tongue trochaic trochee unaccented syllables variety versification voice vowel wind words writers youth
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Página 293 - 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...
Página 278 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 209 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Página 232 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Página 201 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Página 47 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
Página 96 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 209 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest...
Página 143 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Página 144 - They never fail who die In a great cause : the block may soak their gore ; Their heads may sodden in the sun ; their limbs Be strung to city gates and castle walls — But still their spirit walks abroad. Though years Elapse, and others share as dark a doom, They but augment the deep and sweeping thoughts Which overpower all others, and conduct The world at last to freedom.