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"Monody!" I called. "Monody, are you hurt?" The' wasn't no answer; the' wasn't a sound. I felt like the last man on earth. Then I thought of the girl. I waited a moment to quiet my voice, an' then I sez, "Are you all right, little Barbie?" Still the' wasn't no answer, an' I fairly yelled to her. "Yes, I'm all right, Happy, but I want to get out. Are you all right?"
Good night. "Then up rose our bard, like a prophet in drink, Craigdoroch, thou'lt soar when creation shall sink." Coleridge's "Monody" on Chatterton. September 27, 1796. My Dearest Friend, White, or some of my friends, or the public papers, by this time may have informed you of the terrible calamities that have fallen on our family.
I'm supposed to be at the pony corral at midnight to turn the ponies loose an' bottle up the house gang in their shack. Brophy's bad medicine; you'd better pass up your eight-year-old lady friend an' come on back to the Lion Head with ol' Monody." I walked up an' down a time or two, thinkin' it over.
'Ours not to reason why! The poem is a monody on the tragedy at the theater." "At the St. Charles?" said Phazma, musingly. "As I passed, it was closed. It seemed early for the performance to be over. Yet the theater was dark; all the lights had gone out." "More than the lights went out," answered Straws, gravely; "a life went out!" "I don't exactly Oh, you refer to Miss Carew's farewell?"
It was, however, succeeded by another and another strain, each in a higher key, until they grew on the ear, first in long drawn and often repeated interjections, and finally in words. The lips of Chingachgook had so far parted, as to announce that it was the monody of the father.
The fanaticism of the covenanter and the sad grace of Petrarch seem to meet in Milton's monody. Yet these opposites, instead of neutralising each other, are blended into one harmonious whole by the presiding, but invisible, genius of the poet.
As the sun sinks lower an' lower the crimson glory on the soft fleecy snow seems to come up out of the grave an' climb the black shadow of the mountain, like but pshaw, I reckon it'd be a mighty tame sight to ol' Monody himself. I never speak of him, an' I never think of him, as anything but a man.
You get old Melisse back, Happy, an' remember if it ever comes to a question of you or him just call him George Jordan an' say 'at Jack Whitman wasn't killed " Monody chuckled again, an' then sobered "but don't spring it except as a last resort, 'cause the little girl couldn't help nothin' about the Creole Belle, an' she ain't no call to be worried by it.
In certain features of their character, there was a strong resemblance between Chatterton and S. T. Coleridge, with a reverse in some points, for Chatterton was loved and cherished by his family, but neglected by the world. In the agony of mind which Mr. C. sometimes manifested on this subject, I have wished to forget those four tender lines in his Monody on Chatterton.
With respect to the style and versification of the Monody, the heroic couplet in which it is written has long been a sort of Ulysses' bow, at which Poetry tries her suitors, and at which they almost all fail.
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