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Do you know, these fellows with poetic, chivalrous natures are hard boys to bring to reason in certain practical matters?" "I was just telling Despeaux that I never saw much poetry sentiment in Stewart Morrison," affirmed the millman. Senator Corson's condescending smile assured Mr. Blanchard that he was all wrong. "He was much in our family as a boy.
Corson's Primer of English Verse and Mayor's English Metres give numerous examples from the blank verse of Milton and Tennyson to illustrate the constant substitution and shifting of stresses in order to secure variety of music and suggestive adaptations of sound to sense.
"You brought Corson's girl here so that you can sneak behind her petticoats." Stewart released his hold, clapped His Excellency on the shoulder, raised his voice, and cried, heartily: "Thank you. Governor! You're right. You have an excellent idea of a piece of goods, yourself." Senator Corson arrived at a decision which he did not confide to anybody.
But please listen to me now and give me the benefit of the doubt. We have reason to believe that these creatures there have been others are a menace to our survival. We're also pretty sure that there's another one roaming around. It's my opinion that the last one, the tenth one, may have had something to do with what happened in Dr. Corson's room.
He was not softened by Miss Corson's glowing beauty, nor impressed by the United States Senator's dignity, nor won by the charming smile of Miss Corson's well-favored squire, nor daunted by the inquiring scowl of a pompous man whose mutton-chop whiskers mingled with the beaver fur about his neck; a stranger who was patently prosperous and metropolitan.
For the sonnet, note Corson's chapter in his Primer of English Verse, and the Introduction to Miss Lockwood's collection. There are other well-known collections by Leigh Hunt, Hall Caine and William Sharp. The dramatic monologue is well discussed by Claude Howard, The Dramatic Monologue, and by S. S. Curry, The Dramatic Monologue in Tennyson and Browning.
After the prolonged wait, Senator Corson's voice sounded, high-pitched, urgent. His appeal was broken short off. Lana stared at Mrs. Stanton while making futile efforts to get a reply to frantic questions; fear paled the girl's face and widened her eyes. "What has happened, Lana?" "It's father! He asked for help! It's something some danger something dreadful."
He attended patiently on the speaker. "They won't take your word on the matter, you say? Why, Joe, that's not courteous in the case of an American Legion commander! Hold on! I can't come down there! I have to attend the reception at Senator Corson's."
And Stewart Morrison will strive to behave just as politely as he used to behave at other parties of Lana Corson's when he steeled his heart against a second helping of cake and cream." She forestalled her father. "Allow me to make you acquainted with Coventry Daunt, Stewart." Morrison surveyed the young stranger with frank and appraising interest.
Then he wilted despondently, because Morrison greeted the gentlemen with breezy hospitality, led them beyond the rail, and gave them chairs near his desk. "Command me! I am at your service!" "We're on our way to Senator Corson's. We have been invited to meet Mr. Daunt at lunch," said Despeaux; a thin veneer of suavity suited his thin lips. "Fine!" "I'm glad to hear you say so.
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