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3-rhythm alliteration already appears attention beginning blank verse body called century CHAPTER classic co-ordination colors considered course discussion duration early effect English English verse equal exact exactly example expression fact five four fourth give given hand iambus idea illustration important intensity Italian letter limits line-group marked matter means measure method mind namely nature necessary never observe occurs particular perhaps period persons phrase pitch play poem poet poetry possible precise present primary reader recurrent reference relations rest result rhyme rhythm rhythmic accent scheme secondary seems seen Shakspere Shakspere's short silences sonnet sort sounds speech stanza student succession syllable term third time-value tion tone-color tones tune typic utterance variations varying vibrations voice whole words written
Página 183 - Merciful heaven! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarle'd oak, Than the soft myrtle; but man, proud man! Dressed in a little brief authority, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep. . . . It is
Página 225 - Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt, As well as I, may spend his time in vain; And, graven with diamonds in letters plain, There is written her fair neck round about: " Noli me tangere ; for Caesar's I am, And wilde for to hold, though I seem tame.
Página 232 - Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt, As well as I, may spend his time in vain; And, graven with diamonds in letters plain, There is written her fair neck round about : " Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am, And wilde for to hold, though I seem tame.
Página 189 - and by my prescience I find my Zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop. Here
Página 245 - on castle-walls And snowy summits old in story, The long light shakes across the lakes And the wild cataract leaps in glory,
Página 92 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea: And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. But,
Página 193 - Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine,
Página 188 - Lost: Our late edict shall strongly stand in force: Navarre shall be the wonder of the world; Our court shall be a little academe, Still and contemplative in living art.