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... rhythm . Content- ing myself with the certainty that Music , in its various modes of metre , rhythm , and rhyme , is of so vast a moment in Poetry as never to be wisely rejected -- is so vitally important an adjunct , that he is simply ...
... rhythm . Content- ing myself with the certainty that Music , in its various modes of metre , rhythm , and rhyme , is of so vast a moment in Poetry as never to be wisely rejected -- is so vitally important an adjunct , that he is simply ...
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... rhythm , here , is one of the most difficult , the ver- sification could scarcely be improved . No nobler theme ever en- gaged the pen of poet . It is the soul - elevating idea , that no man can consider himself entitled to complain of ...
... rhythm , here , is one of the most difficult , the ver- sification could scarcely be improved . No nobler theme ever en- gaged the pen of poet . It is the soul - elevating idea , that no man can consider himself entitled to complain of ...
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... rhythm of the shower- † The murmur that springs From the growing of grass * The Albatross is said to sleep on the wing . + I met with this idea in an old English tale , which I am now unable to ob tain and quote from memory : - " The ...
... rhythm of the shower- † The murmur that springs From the growing of grass * The Albatross is said to sleep on the wing . + I met with this idea in an old English tale , which I am now unable to ob tain and quote from memory : - " The ...
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... rhythm , rhyme , metre , and versification . There is , perhaps , no topic in polite literature which has been more pertinaciously discussed , and there is certainly not one about which so much inaccuracy , confusion , misconception ...
... rhythm , rhyme , metre , and versification . There is , perhaps , no topic in polite literature which has been more pertinaciously discussed , and there is certainly not one about which so much inaccuracy , confusion , misconception ...
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... rhythms , and even on the Hebrew , little effort has been made at examining that of any of the modern tongues . As regards the English , comparatively nothing has been done . It may be said , indeed , that we are without a treatise on ...
... rhythms , and even on the Hebrew , little effort has been made at examining that of any of the modern tongues . As regards the English , comparatively nothing has been done . It may be said , indeed , that we are without a treatise on ...
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Page 28 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE, For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...
Page 9 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Page xvii - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Page 11 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Page 25 - Hear the tolling of the bells, Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought their monody compels! In the silence of the night How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan.
Page xxiv - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 24 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor...
Page 7 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 27 - ANNABEL LEE. IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea...
Page 46 - In Heaven a spirit doth dwell "Whose heart-strings are a lute"; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars (so legends tell), Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell Of his voice, all mute.