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Page 67 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, A Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Page 107 - ... chastened sentiment, and often playful. The tone should not be pitched high; it should be idiomatic and rather in the conversational key; the rhythm should be crisp and sparkling, and the rhyme frequent and never forced, while the entire poem should be marked by tasteful moderation, high finish and completeness; for however trivial the subject-matter may be — indeed, rather in proportion to its triviality, subordination to the rules of composition and perfection of execution should be strictly...
Page 106 - If real, it disturbs the level of conversation and of manners — if simulated, so much the worse. In such an atmosphere, emotion takes refuge in jest, and passion hides itself in scepticism of passion : we are not going to wear our hearts upon our sleeves, rather than that we shall pretend to have no heart at all ; and if, perchance, a bit of it should peep out, we shall hide it again as quickly as possible, and laugh at the exposure as a good joke.
Page 121 - I'll leave her : Would I were free from this restraint, Or else had hopes to win her : Would she could make of me a saint, Or I of her a sinner ! " What a conquering air there is about these ! What an irresistible Mr.
Page 111 - RYS DE MADAME D'ALLEBRET How fair those locks which now the light wind stirs ! What eyes she has, and what a perfect arm ! And yet methinks that little Laugh of hers — That little Laugh is still her crowning charm. Where'er she passes, countryside or town, The streets make festa, and the fields rejoice. Should sorrow come, as 't will, to cast me down, Or Death, as come he must, to hush my voice, Her Laugh would wake me, just as now it thrills me — That little giddy Laugh wherewith she kills me.
Page 41 - Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all.
Page 148 - If you choose to play! — is my principle. Let a man contend to the uttermost For his life's set prize, be it what it will!
Page 107 - Light lyrical verse should be short, elegant, refined, and fanciful, not seldom distinguished by chastened sentiment, and often playful. The tone should not be pitched high, and it should be idiomatic, the rhythm crisp and sparkling, the rhyme frequent and never forced, while the entire poem should be marked by tasteful moderation, high finish, and completeness...
Page 112 - We sat; have you forgotten, love? Do you remember, love Louise ? Marie, have you forgotten yet The loving barter that we made? The rings we changed, the suns that set, The woods fulfilled with sun and shade? The fountains that were musical By many an ancient trysting tree — Marie, have you forgotten all?