for 32 days, i am showing samples of the problems with the text in e-books from the internet archive... *** today's example is again from our friend from baltimore, edgar allen poe, this time volume 10 of his collected works. here's the scan for page 43:
http://www.archive.org/stream/worksofedgaralle10poee#page/43
here's the o.c.r. for the whole book:
http://ia341315.us.archive.org/0/items/worksofedgaralle10poee/worksofedgaral... and here's the o.c.r. for page 43:
THE RATIONALE OP VERSE 43
add anything about their equality, we are merely floundering in the idea of an identical equation, where, x being equal to x, nothing is shown to be equal to zero. In a word, we can form no con- ception of a pyrrhic as of an independent foot. It is a mere chimera bred in the mad fancy ot a
^^F^m what I have said about the equalisation of the several feet of a line, it must not be de- duced that any necessity for equality in time ex- ists between the rhythm of several lines. ^ A poem, or even a stanza, may begin with lam- busses, in the first line, and proceed with ana psests in the second, or even with the less accor- dant dactyls, as in the opening of quite a pretty specimen of verse by Miss Mary A. S. Aldrichj
The wa ] ter H 1 ly sleeps \ in pride 1^^^ Down in the depths of the [ azure | lake. |
Here azure is a spondee, equivalent to a dactyU
lake a caesura. ^i, ‚ ¨¢ ‚ ¨¢+;‚ ¨~i
I shall now best proceed m quotmg the mitiaJ lines of Byron's "Bride of Abydos:"
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done i^/.^^J^. fi;⠢®~
Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle Now meltmto softness, now madden to crime?
TCnnw ve the land of the cedar and vine.
Where'the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shi^.
And the light wings of Zephyr, oppressed with perfume.
Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gul ia their bloom?
Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit
And the voice of the nightingale never ig mute‚ ¨
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all save the spirit of man is divine . ‚ ¨¢
well, here's another crooked page... i wonder how it gets _anything_ right, since every line is equally crooked, right? -bowerbird