Poetics

Anastasia Primero

Being an assembly of verse in various meters

and for sundry occasions

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Contents
Blank Verse Style ..................................................................1
Staggered Style ......................................................................3
Short Lines .............................................................................4
Short Lines Staggered ..........................................................5
Sans Title Style ......................................................................6
Multi-Indent Style ................................................................7
Blank Verse Light .................................................................8
Title with Ornament a ....................................................9
Script Title Style ................................................................ 10
Chapter Title ...................................................................... 11

Blank Verse Style

His glory, by whose might all things are movd,
Pierces the universe, and in one part
Sheds more resplendence, elsewhere less. In heavn,
That largeliest of his light partakes, was I,
Witness of things, which to relate again
Surpasseth power of him who comes from thence;
For that, so near approaching its desire
Our intellect is to such depth absorbd,
That memory cannot follow. Nathless all,
That in my thoughts I of that sacred realm
Could store, shall now be matter of my song.
Benign Apollo! this last labour aid,
And make me such a vessel of thy worth,
As thy own laurel claims of me belovd.
Thus far hath one of steep Parnassus brows
Sufficd me; henceforth there is need of both
For my remaining enterprise Do thou
Enter into my bosom, and there breathe
So, as when Marsyas by thy hand was draggd
Forth from his limbs unsheathd. O power divine!
If thou to me of shine impart so much,
That of that happy realm the shadowd form
Tracd in my thoughts I may set forth to view,
Thou shalt behold me of thy favourd tree
Come to the foot, and crown myself with leaves;
For to that honour thou, and my high theme
Will fit me. If but seldom, mighty Sire!
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To grace his triumph gathers thence a wreath

Caesar or bard (more shame for human wills
Depravd) joy to the Delphic god must spring
From the Pierian foliage, when one breast
Is with such thirst inspird. From a small spark
Great flame hath risen: after me perchance
Others with better voice may pray, and gain
From the Cirrhaean city answer kind.
II
Through diver passages, the worlds bright lamp
Rises to mortals, but through that which joins
Four circles with the threefold cross, in best
Course, and in happiest constellation set
He comes, and to the worldly wax best gives
Its temper and impression. Morning there,
Here eve was by almost such passage made;
And whiteness had oerspread that hemisphere,
Blackness the other part; when to the left
I saw Beatrice turnd, and on the sun
Gazing, as never eagle fixd his ken.
As from the first a second beam is wont
To issue, and reflected upwards rise,
Een as a pilgrim bent on his return,
So of her act, that through the eyesight passd
Into my fancy, mine was formd; and straight,
Beyond our mortal wont, I fixd mine eyes
Upon the sun. Much is allowed us there,
That here exceeds our powr; thanks to the place
Made for the dwelling of the human kind

Staggered Style
Edward Lear

En lan trentiesme de mon aage

Que toutes mes hontes jay beues...
Pipit sate upright in her chair
Some distance from where I was sitting;
Views of the Oxford Colleges
Lay on the table, with the knitting.
II
Daguerreotypes and silhouettes,
Her grandfather and great great aunts,
Supported on the mantelpiece
An Invitation to the Dance.
I shall not want Honour in Heaven
For I shall meet Sir Philip Sidney
And have talk with Coriolanus
And other heroes of that kidney.

From Poems by T.S. Eliot

Short Lines
Brown eyes, straight nose;
Dirt pies, rumpled clothes.
Torn books, spoilt toys:
Arch looks, unlike a boys;
Little rages, obvious arts;
(Three her age is), cakes, tarts;
Falling down off chairs;
Breaking crown down stairs;
Catching flies on the pane;
Deep sighs--cause not plain;
Bribing you with kisses
For a few farthing blisses.
Wide-a-wake; as you hear,
Mercys sake, quiet, dear!

Childhoods Favorites and Fairy Stories, by William Brighty

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Short Lines Staggered

Brown eyes, straight nose;
Dirt pies, rumpled clothes.
Torn books, spoilt toys:
Arch looks, unlike a boys;
Little rages, obvious arts;
(Three her age is), cakes, tarts;
Falling down off chairs;
Breaking crown down stairs;
Catching flies on the pane;
Deep sighs--cause not plain;
Bribing you with kisses
For a few farthing blisses.
Wide-a-wake; as you hear,
Mercys sake, quiet, dear!

Sans Title Style

I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
Oh lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!

II
Pussy said to the Owl, You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

Multi-Indent Style
I
My dear, do you know,
How a long time ago,
Two poor little children,
Whose names I dont know,
Were stolen away on a fine summers day,
And left in a wood, as Ive heard people say.
II
And when it was night,
So sad was their plight!
The sun it went down,
And the moon gave no light!
They sobbed and they sighed, and they bitterly cried
And the poor little things, they lay down and died.
III
And when they were dead,
The robins so red,
Brought strawberry-leaves
And over them spread;
And all the day long,
They sung them this song:
Poor babes in the wood! Poor babes in the wood!
Oh dont you remember the babes in the wood?

Blank Verse Light

His glory, by whose might all things are movd,
Pierces the universe, and in one part
Sheds more resplendence, elsewhere less. In heavn,
That largeliest of his light partakes, was I,
Witness of things, which to relate again
Surpasseth power of him who comes from thence;
For that, so near approaching its desire
Our intellect is to such depth absorbd,
That memory cannot follow. Nathless all,
That in my thoughts I of that sacred realm
Could store, shall now be matter of my song.

Title with Ornament a

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His glory, by whose might all things are movd,

Pierces the universe, and in one part
Sheds more resplendence, elsewhere less. In heavn,
That largeliest of his light partakes, was I,
Witness of things, which to relate again
Surpasseth power of him who comes from thence;
For that, so near approaching its desire
Our intellect is to such depth absorbd,
That memory cannot follow. Nathless all,
That in my thoughts I of that sacred realm
Could store, shall now be matter of my song.

Script Title Style

En lan trentiesme de mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes jay beues...
Pipit sate upright in her chair
Some distance from where I was sitting;
Views of the Oxford Colleges
Lay on the table, with the knitting.
Daguerreotypes and silhouettes,
Her grandfather and great great aunts,
Supported on the mantelpiece
An Invitation to the Dance.

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Chapter Number

Chapter Title

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repraep udipsum volo evenemperum cor atet volor sita
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volut ad quia voluptatur anisi blant.
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ut dolorepudae voluptatures nullam nossit voloreh
enihill autaturia volore, qui dio et ea volupie nduntibus
alissimus.
Erit res et ratur aut adipsus, omnihictur, omni sinum
aliti voluptate natur aceaque de venis alitae cum eos
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Cerorepero odi adi nonse officatur? Ediae lant.
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Tem quis eate pa aut lam expeles sequodi gnatur?
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doluptae quibus quam aspis volupta tempos voluptat
quia vitatia quia quaerferia qui dis quia sinimet
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preptibus ut verepudiscil ium reic to et dolestius paria
voloressit de repudis et exces etur?

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verferum repro quam quibusdam apienis eum nones
ditatur magnatur solorum as modis exerem. Musam ere
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consequi rendest, sunt ad quiaectatis as et lantiumet
quid qui officid ucillatem dolorro vendanti atus
natempossi voluptatur sequas dendemped et omnim es
es rest, sunt.
Riae nemossitam sum quodignatur?

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