Three Centuries of American PoetryAllen Mandelbaum, Robert D. Richardson, Jr. Random House Publishing Group, 14/10/2009 - 768 من الصفحات A comprehensive overview of America's vast poetic heritage, Three Centuries of American Poetry features the work of some 150 of our nation's finest writers. It includes selections from Anne Bradstreet, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, T. S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, William Carlos Williams, e. e. cummings, Wallace Stevens, Robert Frost, and Gertrude Stein, as well as significant works of lesser-known American poets. From the Revolutionary and Civil Wars to the Romantic Era and the Gilded and Modern Ages, this unrivaled anthology also presents a memorable array of rare ballads, songs, hymns, spirituals, and carols that echo through our nation's history. Highlights include Native American poems, African American writings, and the works of Quakers, colonists, Huguenots, transcendentalists, scholars, slaves, politicians, journalists, and clergymen. These discerning selections demonstrate that the American canon of poetry is as diverse as the nation itself, and constantly evolving as we pass through time. Most important, this collection strongly reflects the peerless stylings that mark the American poetic experience as unique. Here, in one distinguished volume, are the many voices of the New World. |
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... fair, he seems to be, Sees glorious Adam there made Lord of all, Fancyes the Apple, dangle on the Tree, That turn'd his Sovereign to a naked thral. Who like a miscreant's driven from that place, To get his bread with pain, and sweat of ...
... fair, he seems to be, Sees glorious Adam there made Lord of all, Fancyes the Apple, dangle on the Tree, That turn'd his Sovereign to a naked thral. Who like a miscreant's driven from that place, To get his bread with pain, and sweat of ...
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... fair Face Vaile? Pass o're my Faults: shine forth, bright sun: arise Enthrone thy Rosy-selfe within mine Eyes. [6] Another Meditation at the same Time Am I thy Gold? Or Purse, Lord, for thy Wealth; Whether in mine, or mint refinde for ...
... fair Face Vaile? Pass o're my Faults: shine forth, bright sun: arise Enthrone thy Rosy-selfe within mine Eyes. [6] Another Meditation at the same Time Am I thy Gold? Or Purse, Lord, for thy Wealth; Whether in mine, or mint refinde for ...
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... fair That fatten Souls, that with it welcomd are. My Trencher, Lord, with thy Roast Mutton dress: And my dry Bisket in thy Dripping Sap. And feed my Soul with thy Choice Angell Mess: My heart thy Praise, Will, tweedling Larklike tap. My ...
... fair That fatten Souls, that with it welcomd are. My Trencher, Lord, with thy Roast Mutton dress: And my dry Bisket in thy Dripping Sap. And feed my Soul with thy Choice Angell Mess: My heart thy Praise, Will, tweedling Larklike tap. My ...
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... fair, As the bright sun excels the meanest star. His head is wisdom's spacious theatre, Riches of grace and beauty there appear. A down his shoulders with becoming pride Falls fine hair in beauteous ringlets tied. His sparkling eyes in ...
... fair, As the bright sun excels the meanest star. His head is wisdom's spacious theatre, Riches of grace and beauty there appear. A down his shoulders with becoming pride Falls fine hair in beauteous ringlets tied. His sparkling eyes in ...
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... fair Canaries' Isle Ne'er fill'd my casks, nor in my flagons smile: No wine, but what does from my apples flow, My frugal house on any can bestow: Except when Cesar's birth-day does return, And joyful fires throughout.
... fair Canaries' Isle Ne'er fill'd my casks, nor in my flagons smile: No wine, but what does from my apples flow, My frugal house on any can bestow: Except when Cesar's birth-day does return, And joyful fires throughout.
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