Poetry of the American Renaissance: A Diverse Anthology from the Romantic PeriodPaul Kane G. Braziller, 1995 - 383 من الصفحات This anthology, the most comprehensive available in a single volume, brings together all of the major poets of the American Renaissance along with many lesser-known poets now being rediscovered. A critical introduction situated the poetry in its historical context, informative headnotes introduce each poet, and notes to the poems provide helpful explanations to unusual words and references. This anthology, for the first time, presents the brilliant poetic legacy of the American Renaissance in a convenient and accessible format. |
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... moon had a golden ring , And to - night no moon we see ! " The skipper , he blew a whiff from his pipe , And a scornful laugh laughed he . Colder and louder blew the wind , A gale from the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine ...
... moon had a golden ring , And to - night no moon we see ! " The skipper , he blew a whiff from his pipe , And a scornful laugh laughed he . Colder and louder blew the wind , A gale from the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine ...
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... moon shining and the leaks on the gain , and five feet of water reported , The master - at - arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after - hold to give them a chance for themselves . The transit to and from the magazine was now ...
... moon shining and the leaks on the gain , and five feet of water reported , The master - at - arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after - hold to give them a chance for themselves . The transit to and from the magazine was now ...
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... moon , it rose late , It is lagging - O I think it is heavy with love , with love . O madly the sea pushes upon the land , With love , with love . O night ! do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers ? What is that little ...
... moon , it rose late , It is lagging - O I think it is heavy with love , with love . O madly the sea pushes upon the land , With love , with love . O night ! do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers ? What is that little ...
المحتوى
INTRODUCTION BY PAUL KANE | 23 |
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 17941878 | 30 |
MARIA GOWEN BROOKS 1794?1845 | 39 |
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