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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... Fire-fly From the South: I From the South: II SONGS, HYMNS, CAROLS, AND PARLOR POEMS: 1826–1859 The Lament of the Captive (Richard H. Wilde, 1819) A Visit from St. Nicholas (Clement Moore, 1823) The Old Oaken Bucket (Samuel Woodworth ...
... Fire-fly From the South: I From the South: II SONGS, HYMNS, CAROLS, AND PARLOR POEMS: 1826–1859 The Lament of the Captive (Richard H. Wilde, 1819) A Visit from St. Nicholas (Clement Moore, 1823) The Old Oaken Bucket (Samuel Woodworth ...
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... fire and fire, Let no man know is my Desire. I, starting up, the light did spye, And to my God my heart did cry To strengthen me in my Distresse And not to leave me succourlesse. Then coming out beheld a space, The flame consume my ...
... fire and fire, Let no man know is my Desire. I, starting up, the light did spye, And to my God my heart did cry To strengthen me in my Distresse And not to leave me succourlesse. Then coming out beheld a space, The flame consume my ...
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... fire descends from Skies, But no such sign on false Cain's offering; With sullen hateful looks he goes his wayes. Hath thousand thoughts to end his brothers dayes, Upon whose blood his future good he hopes to raise. 14 There Abel keeps ...
... fire descends from Skies, But no such sign on false Cain's offering; With sullen hateful looks he goes his wayes. Hath thousand thoughts to end his brothers dayes, Upon whose blood his future good he hopes to raise. 14 There Abel keeps ...
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... fire that burns Aright, of Saphire Battlements up filld And sent in Jasper Vialls it would bee A pack of guilded Non-Sense unto thee. . . . . from [36] Meditation. Col. 1.18. He is the Head of the Body . . . . My Metaphors are but dull ...
... fire that burns Aright, of Saphire Battlements up filld And sent in Jasper Vialls it would bee A pack of guilded Non-Sense unto thee. . . . . from [36] Meditation. Col. 1.18. He is the Head of the Body . . . . My Metaphors are but dull ...
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... Fire, mine Inward man Refine from dross: burn out my sinfull guise And make my Soul thine Altars Drippen pan To Catch the Drippen of thy Sacrifice. This is the Unction thine receive; the which Doth teach them all things of an happy ...
... Fire, mine Inward man Refine from dross: burn out my sinfull guise And make my Soul thine Altars Drippen pan To Catch the Drippen of thy Sacrifice. This is the Unction thine receive; the which Doth teach them all things of an happy ...
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Abraham Davenport angels Annabel Lee beauty bells beneath bird blood bloom blue blue tail fly breath bright Clement Moore cloud Crispin Daniel Decatur Emmett dark dead death door doth dream dust earth eyes face fall fear feet fire flowers glory grass grave green hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills land laugh leaves light lips live look Lord marshes of Glynn Mondamin moon morning Nature’s never Nevermore night o’er pain pass poet rain rendezvous with Death rose round Saints Go Marching Sandalphon shade shadow shine ship shore silent sing skies sleep smile snow song soul sound spring stand stars sweet T. S. Eliot tears tell thee There’s thine things thou thought Tiresias trees turn voice walk waves weep wild wind wings woods word