Poetry, כרך 21Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1923 |
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Alfred American Amy Lowell anapest anthology award beauty bitter blue books of verse breast Chicago Chinese Chinese poetry cold color dark dead death dream earth Edgar Lee Masters editor emotion English eyes Ezra Pound face fear feel feet flower Francis Jammes garden grass hair hands Harriet Monroe heart Hervey Allen humor Jammes John Knopf light living Lola Lola Ridge Louise lover Lowell's Magazine of Verse magenta mind Miss Lowell Miss Waddell's modern mood moon never night Padraic Colum pain Paul Fort perhaps play poems poet poetic poetry Priv prize Professor Legge published quiet rain rhyme rhythms Robert Graves roses shadows singing sleep song soul sound spirit Spoon River stars streets sweet T. S. Eliot tell things thought Tietjens translations trees voice wind Witter Bynner women wonder words young
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עמוד 96 - FOR three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain "the sublime" In the old sense. Wrong from the start — No, hardly, but seeing he had been born In a half savage country, out of date ; Bent resolutely on wringing lilies from the acorn...
עמוד 166 - The office itself has always humbled the professor hitherto (even in an age when kings were somebody), if he were a poor writer by making him more conspicuous, and if he were a good one by setting him at war with the little fry of his own profession, for there are poets little enough to envy even a poet-laureat.
עמוד 207 - MODERATE tasks and moderate leisure, Quiet living, strict-kept measure Both in suffering and in pleasure — 'Tis for this thy nature yearns. But so many books thou readest, But so many schemes thou breedest, But so many wishes feedest, That thy poor head almost turns.
עמוד 97 - Invitation, mere invitation to perceptivity Gradually led him to the isolation Which these presents place Under a more tolerant, perhaps, examination. By constant elimination The manifest universe Yielded an armour Against utter consternation, A Minoan undulation, Seen, we admit, amid ambrosial circumstances Strengthened him against The discouraging doctrine of chances, And his desire for survival, Faint in the most strenuous moods, Became an Olympian apathein In the presence of selected perceptions.
עמוד 166 - Though I very well know the bland emollient saponaceous qualities both of sack and silver, yet if any great man would say to me, 'I make you ratcatcher to his Majesty, with a salary of £300 a year and two butts of the best Malaga; and though it has been usual to catch a mouse or two, for form's sake, in public once a year, yet to you, sir, we shall not stand upon these things...
עמוד 212 - And the ocean water stirs In salt-worn casemate and porch. Plies the blunt-snouted fish With fire in his skull for torch. And the ringing wires resound; And the unearthly lovely weep In lament of the music they make In the sullen courts of sleep...
עמוד 59 - Oh America The sun sets in you. Are you the grave of our day? Shall I come to you, the open tomb of my race? I would come, if I felt my hour had struck. I would rather you came to me. For that matter Mahomet never went to any mountain Save it had first approached him and cajoled his soul. You have cajoled the souls of millions of us America, Why won't you cajole my soul? I wish you would. I confess I am afraid of you. The catastrophe of your exaggerate love; You who never find yourself...
עמוד 58 - Sir John Morris-Jones. Express Printing Works, Newtown, Wales. Verse, by Adelaide Crapsey. Alfred A. Knopf. Burning Bush, by Karle Wilson Baker. Yale Univ. Press. True Sporting Verse, by WP Gavin. Athlone, England. Little Book of Garden Songs, by Lura Coolley Hamil. Four Seas Co. Hacia Las Cumbres, by Gasten Figveira. Buenos Aires. The Shepherd and Other Poems of Peace and War, by Edmund Blunden. Alfred A. Knopf. Down the River, by Roscoe W. Brink. Henry Holt & Co. Preludes and Symphonies, by John...
עמוד 166 - I cannot say I should jump at it; nay, if they would drop the very name of the office, and call me Sinecure to the King's Majesty, I should still feel a little awkward, and think everybody I saw smelt a rat about me...
עמוד 93 - That couches in far lands: Old men and young men, little men and tall, Bad men and good men — but strong men, all. The women who bore Texas Could see beyond the sun: They sat on cabin doorsteps When the long day was done, And they crooned to lusty babies, But their look was far away- — For they gazed straight through the sunset To the unborn day. Stern women, laughing women, women stout or small, Bronzed women, broken women — brave women, all. The men who made Texas Laughed at fate and doom...