A Treasury of Great Poems

Language: English

Pages: 1344

ISBN: 0883657961

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

This classic collection, long recognized as one of the most widely read and comprehensive anthologies of poetry in the English language, offers more than 1,300 pages containing nearly 1,000 poems by almost 200 poets. Beginning with the earliest English ballads and selections from the King James Version of the Bible, the book continues with the immortal works of Shakespeare, Donne, Milton, Pope, Whittier, Poe, Tennyson, and many others, concluding with an outstanding array of 20th-century poetry by such luminaries as Wallace Stevens, Dylan Thomas, and Marianne Moore. Louis Untermeyer--the renowned critic, biographer, and teacher who edited this remarkable work--is said to have introduced more poets to readers and more readers to poetry than any other American. Treasury of Great Poems is indexed by poet, poem and first lines.

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Struggling his modesty, the half-apologetic, half-defiant cates that time has revised many differ to from— overcome compiler usually indi- that he has been chosen to re-estimate the past in terms of the critical present. He goes on to imply that his function revalue but to correct; that, that his ear mind is a little more is much though he admires forerunners, he deplores the errors in the therefore restored certain and of his predecessors' judgments poems work of to

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