The Methuen Book of Poems for Every DayMethuen, 2006 - 536 sider "The Methuen Book of Poems for Every Day includes 366 poems by over two hundred poets from antiquity to the present. From Blake to Betjeman and Whitman to Wilde, the book blends familiar classics with unknown gems old and new. The result is at once a celebration of the greatest poets and their finest work, of the endless variety of the year - and of poetry itself, in all the glorious diversity of the form: lyric, epic and elegiac, sonnet, ballad, song, satire and romance." "Here are poems of every kind, to suit each day, each mood and season, all tastes and all ages: reflective, exuberant, mourning or joyful, loving or laughing. They chart every trajectory of human experience and emotion; and at the same time, they give it context within the shape of the year." "These poems are accompanied by notes that set them, day by day, in their historical record. Concise and informative, these include other notable events of that date, from births and deaths to coronations and catastrophes."--BOOK JACKET. |
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Side 97
... hour ; One far fierce hour and sweet : There was a shout about my ears , And palms before my feet ! G. K. Chesterton ON THIS DAY : This is the earliest date on which Palm Sunday , the next before Easter Day , can occur . The Ides of ...
... hour ; One far fierce hour and sweet : There was a shout about my ears , And palms before my feet ! G. K. Chesterton ON THIS DAY : This is the earliest date on which Palm Sunday , the next before Easter Day , can occur . The Ides of ...
Side 132
... Hour after hour they ponder the warm field- And the far valley behind , where the buttercup Had blessed with gold their slow boots coming up , Where even the little brambles would not yield , But clutched and clung to them like ...
... Hour after hour they ponder the warm field- And the far valley behind , where the buttercup Had blessed with gold their slow boots coming up , Where even the little brambles would not yield , But clutched and clung to them like ...
Side 181
... hour of the dawn , when the veins are cold , They led her forth to the wall . ' I have loved my land , ' she said , ' but it is not enough : Love requires of me all . ' ' I will empty my heart of the bitterness , hating none . ' And ...
... hour of the dawn , when the veins are cold , They led her forth to the wall . ' I have loved my land , ' she said , ' but it is not enough : Love requires of me all . ' ' I will empty my heart of the bitterness , hating none . ' And ...
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A. E. Housman Advance Australia Fair Autumn battle Bertolt Brecht birds born bough breath bright British clouds Collected Poems Copyright cricket dark day of St dead death died doth dream earth Edward Elizabeth English eyes Faber & Faber Faber Ltd face fair fame feast day field film fire flowers Geoffrey Hill George grass green hand hath head heart Heaven Henry Homes of England James Applewhite John John Clare King leaves light live London Lord Methuen Publishing Methuen Publishing Ltd moon morning never night Noël Coward novelist o'er playwright poet Prime Minister Queen reigned Reprinted by permission Robert round sing sleep smile snow song soul Spring stars summer sweet thee things Thomas Hardy thou titwillow trees victory voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Auden William William Wordsworth wind Wole Soyinka wood