Stops Of Various Quills E-Book

William Dean Howells

• Herausgeber: Jazzybee Verlag
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Seitenzahl: 23

Beschreibung

'Stops of Various Quills' is a remarkable book, concerning which there will probably be considerable difference of opinion among readers of current verse, though there ought to be none, and will be none among those who are capable of looking beyond and below mere poetic technique into the thing which is poetry itself — the thought which is in the poet's mind, the feeling which is in his heart, and which, whether he has captured it in his verse, or whether it has evaded him, is individual, vital, inevitable. Mr. Howells has given us here a remarkable book, as we have said, and one which we would select as an infallible touchstone of the poetic knowledge or ignorance of its readers. If they are enamored of perfect technique, it may not please them ; but if they know what poetry is, apart from its technique, they will be profoundly touched by it and will return to it again and again.

Leseprobe

Stops Of Various Quills

WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS

Stops of various quills, W. D. Howells

Jazzybee Verlag Jürgen Beck

86450 Altenmünster, Loschberg 9

Deutschland

ISBN: 9783849657628

www.jazzybee-verlag.de

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CONTENTS:

NOVEMBER.. 1

MIDWAY.. 1

TIME.. 2

FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION... 3

THE BEWILDERED GUEST.. 4

COMPANY.. 4

HEREDITY.. 5

TWELVE P.M.6

CHANGE.. 6

IN THE DARK.. 7

TOMORROW... 7

LIVING... 7

IF. 8

SOLITUDE.. 8

RESPITE.. 9

QUESTION... 9

HOPE.. 10

THE BURDEN... 10

CALVARY.. 11

CONSCIENCE.. 11

REWARD AND PUNISHMENT.. 11

SYMPATHY.. 12

STATISTICS. 12

PARABLE.. 13

VISION... 14

SOCIETY.. 15

GOOD SOCIETY.. 16

FRIENDS AND FOES. 16

SPHINX.. 16

MATERIALS OF A STORY.. 17

THE KING DINES. 19

LABOR AND CAPITAL.. 20

EQUALITY.. 21

JUDGMENT DAY.. 21

MORTALITY.. 22

ANOTHER DAY.. 23

SOMEONE ELSE.. 24

LIFE.. 24

WEATHER-BREEDER.. 25

PEONAGE.. 25

RACE.. 26

TEMPERAMENT.. 28

WHAT SHALL IT PROFIT?. 28

NOVEMBER

A WEFT of leafless spray

Woven fine against the gray

Of the autumnal day,

And blurred along those ghostly garden tops

Clusters of berries crimson as the drops

That my heart bleeds when I remember

How often, in how many a far November,

Of childhood and my children's childhood I was glad,

With the wild rapture of the Fall,

Of all the beauty, and of all

The ruin, now so intolerably sad.

MIDWAY

O blithe the birds sang in the trees,

The trees sang in the wind,

I winged me with the morning breeze,

And left Care far behind.

But now both birds and trees are mute

In the hot hush of noon;

And I must up and on afoot,

Or Care will catch me soon.

TIME

O you wish me, then, away?

You should rather bid me stay:

Though I seem so dull and slow,

Think before you let me go!

Whether you entreat or spurn

I can nevermore return:

Times shall come, and times shall be,

But no other time like me.

Though I move with leaden feet,

Light itself is not so fleet;

And before you know me gone

Eternity and I are one.

FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION

I

INNOCENT spirits, bright, immaculate ghosts!

Why throng your heavenly hosts,

As eager for their birth

In this sad home of death, this sorrow-haunted earth?

Beware! Beware! Content you where you are,

And shun this evil star,

Where we who are doomed to die,

Have our brief being and pass, we know not where or why.

II

We have not to consent or to refuse;