The Musical Basis of Verse: A Scientific Study of the Principles of Poetic CompositionLongmans, Green, and Company, 1901 - 269 páginas |
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... stands as the foundation structure for all subsequent culture . One civilisation moves upon an- other . We are the heritors of the ages . The Greeks bestowed upon us in their literature tragic masterpieces which have never been ...
... stands as the foundation structure for all subsequent culture . One civilisation moves upon an- other . We are the heritors of the ages . The Greeks bestowed upon us in their literature tragic masterpieces which have never been ...
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... stand alone as litera- ture ) , but music - dramas ; and the other has given us , again not poems , but the most ideal fiction in the lan- guage . What inspires this differentiation in the expression of the ideal we cannot know . We can ...
... stand alone as litera- ture ) , but music - dramas ; and the other has given us , again not poems , but the most ideal fiction in the lan- guage . What inspires this differentiation in the expression of the ideal we cannot know . We can ...
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... standing of metre ( primary rhythm ) , simple phrase divi- sion , and pure melody . The musically - drilled ear will instinctively construct rhythmic and melodic verse ; while any student so deficient in these perceptions as to be ...
... standing of metre ( primary rhythm ) , simple phrase divi- sion , and pure melody . The musically - drilled ear will instinctively construct rhythmic and melodic verse ; while any student so deficient in these perceptions as to be ...
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... stand two of the har- vesters , a woman and a man . They have heard the echo of the far - away angelus , the bell of evening prayer , and stand with bent heads , devoutly murmuring their orisons . Time passes ; but in the picture it ...
... stand two of the har- vesters , a woman and a man . They have heard the echo of the far - away angelus , the bell of evening prayer , and stand with bent heads , devoutly murmuring their orisons . Time passes ; but in the picture it ...
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... stands before us in his petrified extremity , forever striving to uncoil those never - uncoiled serpents . The Discus Player waits with body bent and discus poised - but never hurled . The Dying Gladiator droops in mortal agony above ...
... stands before us in his petrified extremity , forever striving to uncoil those never - uncoiled serpents . The Discus Player waits with body bent and discus poised - but never hurled . The Dying Gladiator droops in mortal agony above ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todo
The Musical Basis of Verse: A Scientific Study of the Principles of Poetic ... Julia Parker Dabney Vista de fragmentos - 1968 |
The Musical Basis of Verse: A Scienctific Study of the Principles of Poetic ... Julia Parker Dabney Vista de fragmentos - 1970 |
Términos y frases comunes
3-beat rhythm accent alliteration anacrusis artist ballad beat beauty blank verse Browning Browning's Byron cadence cæsura called century chap Chaucer chord classic consonant dactylic dactylic hexameter Dante direct attack drama effects end-stopped English Verse enjambement epic EXAMPLE OF 2-BEAT expression eyes feminine ending five-foot iambic genius give Greek hand harmonious heart imitated imperfect cadence instinct language Lanier lines literature lyric measure medium melody ment metre metrists Milton modern monosyllables motion movement music and verse nature never night o'er Oriana ottava rima Paradise Lost pause perfect PIP PIP play poem poetic poetry poets prose quatrain rhymed couplet rhythmic says seems sestet Shakespeare Shelley sing song sonnet soul sound Spenser Spenserian stanza spirit style sweet syllables Tennyson tercets thee thou thought time-value tion tonal tone triple rhythm true vibration voice vowel wind words Wordsworth ام م م مام रा
Pasajes populares
Página 165 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Página 89 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Página 124 - With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries ; The honey bags steal from the humble-bees, And, for night-tapers, crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glowworm's eyes...
Página 127 - 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!
Página 147 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...
Página 161 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.
Página 88 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Página 149 - Ho! maidens of Vienna; Ho! matrons of Lucerne; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho ! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 252 - As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala, or the isles Of Ternate and Tidore, whence merchants- bring Their spicy drugs ; they, on the trading flood, Through the wide Ethiopian to the Cape, Ply stemming nightly toward the pole : so seemed Far off the flying Fiend.
Página 126 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.