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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... look of Agony 249 Wild Nights—Wild Nights! 254 “Hope” is the thing with feathers 258 There's a certain Slant of light 280 I felt a Funeral, in my Brain 287 A Clock Stopped 288 I'm Nobody! Who are you? 301 I reason, Earth is short 303 ...
... look of Agony 249 Wild Nights—Wild Nights! 254 “Hope” is the thing with feathers 258 There's a certain Slant of light 280 I felt a Funeral, in my Brain 287 A Clock Stopped 288 I'm Nobody! Who are you? 301 I reason, Earth is short 303 ...
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... Rugged Cross (George Bennard, 1913) St. Louis Blues (W. C. Handy, 1914) Oh! How I Hate to Get up in the Morning (Irving Berlin, 1918) Look for the Silver Lining (Jerome Kern, 1920) Stairway to Paradise (B. G. De Sylva and Arthur Francis,
... Rugged Cross (George Bennard, 1913) St. Louis Blues (W. C. Handy, 1914) Oh! How I Hate to Get up in the Morning (Irving Berlin, 1918) Look for the Silver Lining (Jerome Kern, 1920) Stairway to Paradise (B. G. De Sylva and Arthur Francis,
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... look, I waken'd was with thundring nois And Piteous shreiks of dreadfull voice. That fearfull sound of 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 ...
... look, I waken'd was with thundring nois And Piteous shreiks of dreadfull voice. That fearfull sound of 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 ...
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... look, I blest his Name that gave and took, That layd my goods now in the dust: Yea so it was, and so 'twas just. It was his own: it was not mine; Far be it that I should repine. He might of All justly bereft, But yet sufficient for us ...
... look, I blest his Name that gave and took, That layd my goods now in the dust: Yea so it was, and so 'twas just. It was his own: it was not mine; Far be it that I should repine. He might of All justly bereft, But yet sufficient for us ...
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... look'd, the more I grew amaz'd, And softly said, what glory's like to thee? Soul of this world, this Universes Eye, No wonder, some made thee a Deity: Had I not better known, (alas) the same had I. 5 Thou as a Bridegroom from thy ...
... look'd, the more I grew amaz'd, And softly said, what glory's like to thee? Soul of this world, this Universes Eye, No wonder, some made thee a Deity: Had I not better known, (alas) the same had I. 5 Thou as a Bridegroom from thy ...
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