Poetry and CriticismH. Holt, 1926 - 35 páginas |
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1817 LIBRARIES absence of rhyme abstract patterns AUBADE beauty Ben Jonson bigamy blank verse blunt rain blunt wooden stalactite brain With overtones chanical CHIGAN ciety Cockscomb flowers Cockscomb hair cold dawn light cold wind Hangs dawn light lies Defence of Poetry defended innovations English poetry Eternities of kitchen fabric of poetry Flames as staring flower-shows flowers that gin free verse gin to cluck harden into sight iconoclastic Jane Jonson Keats kitchen garden language light lies whining longer disastrous stars Lord Tennyson metre MICHIGAN milk's weak mind modern poet Modernist poets morning light creaks penetrate your brain poem poet writes poet's poetical impressions POETRY AND CRITICISM Preface Prometheus Quincey rain creaks readers RSITY says sense-values Shanks Shelley soul sound speak stalactite Of rain stylisation texture throwing a light tion turnips-shining turns the milk's UNIVER vate vulgar white As carrots wind Hangs limp words Wordsworth Yellow Press
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Página 16 - Poetry" (though against my own judgment) as opposed to the word Prose, and synonymous with metrical composition. But much confusion has been introduced into criticism by this contradistinction of Poetry and Prose, instead of the more philosophical one of Poetry and Matter of Fact, or Science.
Página 21 - ... form whereof the two poems of Homer and those other two of Virgil and Tasso are a diffuse, and the book of Job a brief model ; or whether the rules of Aristotle herein are strictly to be kept, or nature to be followed, which in them that know art, and use judgment, is no transgression, but an enriching of art.
Página 11 - Poetical impressions can be received only among natural scenes : for all that is artificial is antipoetical. Society is artificial, therefore we will live out of society. The mountains are natural, therefore we will live in the mountains.
Página 33 - The form is mechanic, when on any given material we impress a pre-determined form, not necessarily arising out of the properties of the material; - as when to a mass of wet clay we give whatever shape we wish it to retain when hardened. The organic form, on the other hand, is innate; it shapes, as it develops, itself from within, and the fulness of its development is one and the same with the perfection of its outward form.
Página 25 - Each dull blunt wooden stalactite Of rain creaks, hardened by the light, Sounding like an overtone From some lonely world unknown. But the creaking empty light Will never harden into sight, Will never penetrate your brain With overtones like the blunt rain. The light would show (if it could harden) Eternities of kitchen garden, Cockscomb flowers that none will pluck, And wooden flowers that 'gin to cluck.
Página 9 - ... a tissue of moral and devotional ravings, in which innumerable changes are rung upon a few very simple and familiar ideas: - but with such an accompaniment of long words, long sentences, and unwieldy phrases - and such a hubbub of strained raptures and fantastical sublimities, that it is often extremely difficult for the most skilful and attentive student to obtain a glimpse of the author's meaning - and altogether impossible for an ordinary reader to conjecture what he is about.
Página 32 - Rime being no necessary Adjunct or true Ornament of Poem or good Verse, in longer Works especially, but the Invention of a barbarous Age, to set off wretched matter and lame Meter...
Página 32 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings — a fault avoided by the learned ancients both in poetry and all good oratory.
Página 34 - Two kinds of dilettanti, says Goethe, there are in poetry: he who neglects the indispensable mechanical part, and thinks he has done enough if he shows spirituality and feeling; and he who seeks to arrive at poetry merely by mechanism, in which he can acquire an artisan's readiness, and is without soul and matter.
Página 16 - such as Angels weep,' but natural and human tears ; she can boast of no celestial ichor that distinguishes her vital juices from those of prose ; the same human blood circulates through the veins of them both.