Three Centuries of American PoetryAllen Mandelbaum, Robert D. Richardson, Jr. 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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... head. Their leaves & fruits seem'd painted, but was true Of green, of red, of yellow, mixed hew, Rapt were my sences at this delectable view. 2 I wist not what to wish, yet sure thought I, If so much excellence abide below; How ...
... head. Their leaves & fruits seem'd painted, but was true Of green, of red, of yellow, mixed hew, Rapt were my sences at this delectable view. 2 I wist not what to wish, yet sure thought I, If so much excellence abide below; How ...
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... : And darkened that lightsom Gem in him. That now his Brightest Diamond is grown Darker by far than any Coalpit Stone. from PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS: FIRST SERIES The Reflexion Lord, art thou at the Table Head above Meat, Med'cine,
... : And darkened that lightsom Gem in him. That now his Brightest Diamond is grown Darker by far than any Coalpit Stone. from PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS: FIRST SERIES The Reflexion Lord, art thou at the Table Head above Meat, Med'cine,
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... Head above Meat, Med'cine, sweetness, sparkling Beautys to Enamour Souls with Flaming Flakes of Love, And not my Trencher, nor my Cup o'reflow? Be n't I a bidden Guest? Oh! sweat mine Eye. Oreflow with Teares: Oh! draw thy fountains dry ...
... Head above Meat, Med'cine, sweetness, sparkling Beautys to Enamour Souls with Flaming Flakes of Love, And not my Trencher, nor my Cup o'reflow? Be n't I a bidden Guest? Oh! sweat mine Eye. Oreflow with Teares: Oh! draw thy fountains dry ...
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... Head, where I Do sit, and Carv'st no morsell sweet for mee? So much before, so little now! Sprindge, Lord, Thy Rosie Leaves, and me their Glee afford. Shall not thy Rose my Garden fresh perfume? Shall not thy Beauty my dull Heart ...
... Head, where I Do sit, and Carv'st no morsell sweet for mee? So much before, so little now! Sprindge, Lord, Thy Rosie Leaves, and me their Glee afford. Shall not thy Rose my Garden fresh perfume? Shall not thy Beauty my dull Heart ...
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... And sent in Jasper Vialls it would bee A pack of guilded Non-Sense unto thee. . . . . from [36] Meditation. Col. 1.18. He is the Head of the Body . . . . My Metaphors are but dull Tacklings tag'd With ragged Non-Sense.
... And sent in Jasper Vialls it would bee A pack of guilded Non-Sense unto thee. . . . . from [36] Meditation. Col. 1.18. He is the Head of the Body . . . . My Metaphors are but dull Tacklings tag'd With ragged Non-Sense.
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Three Centuries of American Poetry, 1620-1923 Allen Mandelbaum,Robert D. Richardson No preview available - 1999 |
Three Centuries of American Poetry: 1620-1923 Allen Mandelbaum,Robert Richardson No preview available - 1999 |
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