A History of English RhythmsGeorge Bell and Sons, 1882 - 730 strán (strany) |
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accented syllable accentual verse adjective Alexandrine alliteration alliterative alliterative couplet ballet-stave Ben Jonson Beowulf Bonduca Cadmon Cæd Chau Chaucer common compound consonant couplet Cynthia's Revels dialect diphthong doth doubt dramatists edition Eormanric example final rime five accents Fletcher four accents gret hæf hath heof king Knightes Tale language Latin Layamon lengthened letters Lord mæg metre metrical point middle pause Milton Myrgings Olaus Wormius old English Ormulum passage peculiar Ploughman poems poetry poets probably Prol pronounced pronunciation Puttenham rarely reader rhythm rime Romance Samson sectional pause seems six accents sometimes song sound specimen Spenser stanza stave syllable thær thee ther Thorpe thou three accents triple measure tumbling verse unaccented syllables verb Verses beginning verses of five versification virelay vowel wæs word writers written
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Strana 654 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
Strana 653 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there.
Strana 190 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free: • Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Strana 526 - Christabel is not, properly speaking, irregular, though it may seem so from its being founded on a new principle: namely, that of counting in each line the accents, not the syllables. Though the latter may vary from seven to twelve, yet in each line the accents will be found to be only four.
Strana 150 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it.
Strana 644 - Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining ? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Strana 12 - On a sudden open fly With impetuous recoil and jarring sound Th" infernal doors, and on their hinges grate Harsh thunder, that the lowest bottom shook Of Erebus.
Strana 291 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Strana 69 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An' fellow-mortal! I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve; What then? poor beastie, thou maun live! A daimen-icker in a thrave 'S a sma' request: I'll get a blessin' wi
Strana 109 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung...