"And Never Know the Joy": Sex and the Erotic in English PoetryC. C. Barfoot Rodopi, 2006 - 490 páginas "And Never Know the Joy" : Sex and the Erotic in English Poetry promises the reader much to enjoy and to reflect on: riddles and sex games; the grammar of relationships; the cunning psychology of bodily fantasies; sexuality as the ambiguous performance of words; the allure of music and its instruments; the erotics of death and remembrance, are just a few of the initial themes that emerge from the twenty-five articles to be found in this volume, with many an invitation "to seize the day". Reproduction, pregnancy, and fear; discredited and degraded libertines; the ventriloquism of sexual objects; the ease with which men are reduced to impotence by the carnality of women; orgasm and melancholy; erotic mysticism and religious sexuality; the potency and dangers of fruit and flowers; the delights of the recumbent male body and of dancing girls; the fertile ritual use of poetic texts; striptease and revolution; silent women reclaimed as active vessels, are amongst the many engaging topics that emerge out of the ongoing and entertaining scholarly discussion of sex and eroticism in English poetry. |
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... poet and reader alike, “Dear heart, how like you this?”, it is all more astonishing that this vein of English poetry is so neglected as a topic of discussion and research. Regrettably, this volume does not have the space to cover the ...
... poet and reader alike, “Dear heart, how like you this?”, it is all more astonishing that this vein of English poetry is so neglected as a topic of discussion and research. Regrettably, this volume does not have the space to cover the ...
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... poetic language is intrinsically akin to riddling language, and that poetic subjects are intrinsically riddled identities. The conflation of the riddle form and the eroticized poetic subject demonstrates how the intellectual ...
... poetic language is intrinsically akin to riddling language, and that poetic subjects are intrinsically riddled identities. The conflation of the riddle form and the eroticized poetic subject demonstrates how the intellectual ...
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... poet is speaking an “ I ” that is clearly “ not I ” . In this respect , I agree with Plummer . But Plummer's comment falls into the trap of assuming that the lyric “ I ” , if constructed by a female poet or performer , is a sincere or ...
... poet is speaking an “ I ” that is clearly “ not I ” . In this respect , I agree with Plummer . But Plummer's comment falls into the trap of assuming that the lyric “ I ” , if constructed by a female poet or performer , is a sincere or ...
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... poetic language in its cryptic , enigmatic phrasing , which frequently contains multiple possibilities for meaning ... poet , who builds her name into the poem in the process of describing her character ( ll. 22-27 ) : 11 “ What - so ...
... poetic language in its cryptic , enigmatic phrasing , which frequently contains multiple possibilities for meaning ... poet , who builds her name into the poem in the process of describing her character ( ll. 22-27 ) : 11 “ What - so ...
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... poetic self- mastery , to both the mastering of control over one's own body and over one's language . Not surprisingly , the ... poet or performative personae within the secular lyrics of the Harley 2253 manuscript 14 Kevin Teo Kia Choong.
... poetic self- mastery , to both the mastering of control over one's own body and over one's language . Not surprisingly , the ... poet or performative personae within the secular lyrics of the Harley 2253 manuscript 14 Kevin Teo Kia Choong.
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07Potter word final MSpdf | 107 |
08Wendt word final MSpdf | 123 |
16Fahri word final MSpdf | 259 |
17Ballam word final MSpdf | 273 |
18Renske word final MSpdf | 287 |
19Harrison word final MSpdf | 303 |
20Nephie word final MSpdf | 317 |
21Aloi word final MSpdf | 337 |
22Tigges word final MSpdf | 357 |
23Byrne word finalpdf | 373 |
09Mcbride word finalpdf | 135 |
10Lisa word final MSpdf | 155 |
11Marshall word final MSpdf | 173 |
12Lee word final MSpdf | 189 |
13Brass word final MSpdf | 207 |
14Barfoot word final MSpdf | 223 |
15Zangen word final MSpdf | 247 |
24Malcolm word finalpdf | 389 |
25Wolfgang word finalpdf | 399 |
26Notes on Contributors finalpdf | 417 |
27Index final I MSpdf | 425 |
28Index final II MSpdf | 465 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Arthur Symons beauty becomes Blake's bride Bromion Canterbury Tales Chaucer Christina Rossetti courtly courtly love Coy Mistress culture D.H. Lawrence Daughters of Albion death Digby dream early emotions English erotic eroticism experience expression feelings Freud fruit gender Georgia Scott Goblin Market human Ibid identity imagery Irish John Addington Symonds Keats kiss Kristeva Lady Mary Wroth language Lawrence libertine literary literature London lover male marriage Mary Robinson medieval melancholy metaphor mother mystics narrative nature Ní Dhomhnaill's night Oothoon orgasm pagan passion performance physical Plate play pleasure Poems of William poet poetic poetry political pregnancy pronouns Randolph reader Renaissance rhetoric riddles ritual Romantic Seduction sense sexual desire Shelley Simaetha social song sonnets speaker stanza suggests sweet symbolic Symonds Tale thee Theotormon thou tradition translation Venetia Victorian virgin Visions wife William Blake woman women words writing
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Página 213 - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit ? ? What struggle to escape ? What pipes and timbrels ? What wild ecstasy...
Página 212 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Página 209 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Página 242 - First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since, it grew more clean and white, . . . Slow to world-greetings, quick with its 'Oh, list,
Página 215 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
Página 214 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair: Ah, happy, happy boughs!
Página 242 - I never gave a lock of hair away To a man, Dearest, except this to thee, Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully, I ring out to the full brown length and say
Página 271 - Too late for love, too late for joy, Too late, too late! You loitered on the road too long, You trifled at the gate: The enchanted dove upon her branch Died without a mate; The enchanted princess in her tower Slept, died, behind the grate; Her heart was starving all this while You made it wait.
Página 250 - Laura.' up the garden, 'Did you miss me? Come and kiss me. Never mind my bruises, Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices Squeezed from goblin fruits for you, Goblin pulp and goblin dew. Eat me, drink me, love me ; Laura, make much of me: For your sake I have braved the glen And had to do with goblin merchant men.