English Verse: Specimens Illustrating Its Principles and History, Tom 10Raymond Macdonald Alden H. Holt, 1903 - 459 |
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... soul , Merman , here with thee , ” - we may find such a combination as that just referred to as famil- iar in Anglo - Saxon rhythm . The syllables " soul , Merman ” are respectively cases of primary stress , secondary stress , and no ...
... soul , Merman , here with thee , ” - we may find such a combination as that just referred to as famil- iar in Anglo - Saxon rhythm . The syllables " soul , Merman ” are respectively cases of primary stress , secondary stress , and no ...
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... souls in their degree : " Lo ! Earth has passed away On the smoke of Judgment Day . That Our word may be established shall We gather up the Sea ? " Loud sang the souls of the jolly , jolly mariners ACCENT AND TIME 21.
... souls in their degree : " Lo ! Earth has passed away On the smoke of Judgment Day . That Our word may be established shall We gather up the Sea ? " Loud sang the souls of the jolly , jolly mariners ACCENT AND TIME 21.
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Specimens Illustrating Its Principles and History Raymond Macdonald Alden. Loud sang the souls of the jolly , jolly mariners : A Λ " Plague upon the hurricane that made us furl and flee ! But the war is done between us , In the deep the ...
Specimens Illustrating Its Principles and History Raymond Macdonald Alden. Loud sang the souls of the jolly , jolly mariners : A Λ " Plague upon the hurricane that made us furl and flee ! But the war is done between us , In the deep the ...
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... Souls of Poets dead and gone , What Elysium have ye known , Happy field or mossy cavern , Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern ? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host's Canary wine ? Or are fruits of Paradise Sweeter than those ...
... Souls of Poets dead and gone , What Elysium have ye known , Happy field or mossy cavern , Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern ? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host's Canary wine ? Or are fruits of Paradise Sweeter than those ...
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... soul of earth is kindled with thy grace . Six - stress anapestic . ( SWINBURNE : The Last Oracle . ) For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three - decker out of the ...
... soul of earth is kindled with thy grace . Six - stress anapestic . ( SWINBURNE : The Last Oracle . ) For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three - decker out of the ...
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accent alexandrine alliteration Altenglische anapestic Anglo-Saxon ballade beauty blank verse called Catalectic century cesura Chaucer classical consonants couplet dactylic Death doth Dryden element Elizabethan English hexameter English poetry English verse Essay expression eyes feet five-stress following specimen foot four-stress French Gosse half-line hand harmony hath heart heaven heroic heroic couplet hexameters iambic imitation Italian King kiss language Latin light syllable long line lyrical measure melody metre metrical metrist Milton modern natural o'er ottava rima pause pleasure poem poet poetic Professor Corson prose prosody quantity quoted reader regular rhyme rhythm rhythmical rime rondeau Rose run-on says Schipper seems sense septenary SHAKSPERE sing song sonnet soul sound Spenser spondees stanza stress strophe sweet SWINBURNE syllables TENNYSON tercet thee thou thought time-intervals translation trochaic trochee unto versification Villanelle vowel W. E. HENLEY wind words Wyatt þat
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