The New Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseThe seventeenth century saw some of the great achievements in the English language. Milton wrote Paradise Lost, Donne composed his Metaphysical verse, and Shakespeare his late Romances, not to mention the work of Dryden, Marvell, Jonson, and many others. Now, this remarkable quantity of extraordinary literature has been brought together here in one large volume. Like the previous edition, all of the best known works are present, but this new edition also responds to considerable changes in scholarship and perspective in recent years. Popular and minor poets take a place alongside their more well known peers. Alastair Fowler, the collection's distinguished editor, has included a generous portion of poetry by women, as well as a sampling of American colonial verse, while also striking a balance between Metaphysical and Jonsonian poetry. |
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If we love things long sought , age is a thing Which we are fifty years in compassing . If transitory things , which soon decay , Age must be loveliest at the latest day . But name not winter - faces , whose skin's slack ; Lank , as an ...
If we love things long sought , age is a thing Which we are fifty years in compassing . If transitory things , which soon decay , Age must be loveliest at the latest day . But name not winter - faces , whose skin's slack ; Lank , as an ...
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In midst of this city celestial , Where the eternal temple should have rose , Lightened the idea beatifical : End and beginning of each thing that grows , Whose self no end nor yet beginning knows , That hath no eyes to see , nor ears ...
In midst of this city celestial , Where the eternal temple should have rose , Lightened the idea beatifical : End and beginning of each thing that grows , Whose self no end nor yet beginning knows , That hath no eyes to see , nor ears ...
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50 ' Tis not such lines as almost crack the stage When Bajazet begins to rage ; Nor a tall metaphor in the bombast way ; Nor the dry chips of short - lunged Seneca ; Nor upon all things to obtrude , And force some odd similitude .
50 ' Tis not such lines as almost crack the stage When Bajazet begins to rage ; Nor a tall metaphor in the bombast way ; Nor the dry chips of short - lunged Seneca ; Nor upon all things to obtrude , And force some odd similitude .
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Contents
Abbreviations | xxxvi |
BEN JONSON 15721637 | xxxvii |
Acknowledgements | xlv |
Copyright | |
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| Title | The New Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse Oxford Books of Verse Series Verse anthologies from Oxford |
| Editor | Alastair Fowler |
| Publisher | Oxford University Press, 1991 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | Mar 3, 2008 |
| ISBN | 0192141643, 9780192141644 |
| Length | 831 pages |
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