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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... Field One Night The Wound-Dresser When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd O Captain! My Captain! A Noiseless Patient Spider A Prairie Sunset The Dismantled Ship Good-Bye My Fancy JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL from A Fable for Critics Phoebus ...
... Field One Night The Wound-Dresser When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd O Captain! My Captain! A Noiseless Patient Spider A Prairie Sunset The Dismantled Ship Good-Bye My Fancy JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL from A Fable for Critics Phoebus ...
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... fields of slavery, and from the people whom our hunger for land and our labors dispossessed. In sum, the poet is not a historian, but his voice begins where the historian's begins. He breathes in time. Aloud. Loud enough to enter our ...
... fields of slavery, and from the people whom our hunger for land and our labors dispossessed. In sum, the poet is not a historian, but his voice begins where the historian's begins. He breathes in time. Aloud. Loud enough to enter our ...
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... field, And take the trembling prey before it yield, Whose armour is their scales, their spreading fins their shield. 26 While musing thus with contemplation fed, And thousand fancies buzzing in my brain, The sweet-tongu'd Philomel ...
... field, And take the trembling prey before it yield, Whose armour is their scales, their spreading fins their shield. 26 While musing thus with contemplation fed, And thousand fancies buzzing in my brain, The sweet-tongu'd Philomel ...
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... field no food for Souls e're gave. And if thou knock at Angells dores they show An Empty Barrell: they no soul bread have. Alas! Poore Bird, the Worlds White Loafe is done. And cannot yield thee here the smallest Crumb. In this sad ...
... field no food for Souls e're gave. And if thou knock at Angells dores they show An Empty Barrell: they no soul bread have. Alas! Poore Bird, the Worlds White Loafe is done. And cannot yield thee here the smallest Crumb. In this sad ...
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... field I held my dubious way Where Jack-a-lanthorn walk'd his lonely round, Beneath my feet substantial darkness lay, And screams were heard from the distemper'd ground. 110 Nor look'd I back, till to a far off wood, Trembling with fear ...
... field I held my dubious way Where Jack-a-lanthorn walk'd his lonely round, Beneath my feet substantial darkness lay, And screams were heard from the distemper'd ground. 110 Nor look'd I back, till to a far off wood, Trembling with fear ...
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