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The poem begins with a moment of quiet introspection, which is reflected in the soft sounds of w's and th's, as well as double ll's. In the second stanza, harder sounds — like k and qu — begin to break the whisper. As the narrator's thought is disrupted by the horse in the third stanza, a hard g is used. [5]
An unnamed Middle English poem in Harley Manuscript no. 2253 is known under the modern English name "The Man in the Moon". Tolkien was aware of the poem, and may have wanted to connect it in some way to his stories, though he does not use the Middle English poem's central theme, a thornbush. The poem begins: [9]
The speaker of Dickinson's poem meets personified Death. Death is a gentleman who is riding in the horse carriage that picks up the speaker in the poem and takes the speaker on her journey to the afterlife. According to Thomas H. Johnson's variorum edition of 1955 the number of this poem is "712".
The horse knows the way. To carry the sleigh. Through the white and drifted snow." Read the full poem at Poetry Foundation. 'Thanksgiving for Two' by Marjorie Saiser “What we didn’t see was ...
A writer in The Sydney Morning Herald noted, of the original publication: "A beautiful volume, as far as typography goes, is Mr Will H. Ogilvie's 'Fair Girls and Gray Horses,' a collection of Australian poetry with the imprint of the 'Bulletin' Company. The real westward—that means anywhere from Menindie to the Gulf of Carpentaria and west of ...
Edward Powys Mathers (28 August 1892 – 3 February 1939) was an English translator and poet, and also a pioneer of compiling advanced cryptic crosswords.Powys Mathers was born in Forest Hill, London, the son of Edward Peter Mathers, newspaper proprietor. [1]
"Marigolds" is a 1969 short story by Eugenia Collier. The story draws from Collier's early life in rural Maryland during the Great Depression . Its themes include poverty, maturity and the relationship between innocence and compassion. [ 1 ]
All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain Fly as thick as driving rain; And ever again, in the wink of an eye, Painted stations whistle by. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;