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When Cole left on a trip to Italy, his friend William Cullen Bryant, nature poet and editor, urged him in a sonnet not to be seduced by the humanized, picturesque Europe--to "keep that earlier, wilder image bright." After Cole's early death, that image was to get wilder and brighter still in the work of his only pupil, Frederick Edwin Church (1826-1900). Descended from six generations of Yankee ministers and merchants, patriotic and deeply religious, Church inherited Cole's belief in a style of landscape suffused with "a language strong, moral and imaginative." His paintings--mostly...
...players also recited three of Shakespeare's sonnets, but the well-chosen visual and dramatic elements they added made the poetry more than mere recitation. Catherine B. Steindler '98 performed Sonnet 18--"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"--using the simple conceit of a woman standing in front of a mirror. Henry D. Clarke '00 set his performance of Sonnet 138 ("When my love swears that she is made of truth/I do believe her, though I know she lies") in an intriguing tableau in which the speaker, in deshabille, addressed his sleeping lover. Only Marty R. Thiry...
...Church of England, ruled supreme and largely unchallenged among English-speaking Christians for about 350 years. Chapman's Homer, a redaction of the secular words of a pagan bard, naturally received no such binding spiritual and temporal authorization. But Chapman's translations were both thrilling enough--see Keats' sonnet On First Looking into Chapman's Homer--and challenging enough to provoke competing versions. Since Chapman, nearly four centuries' worth of British and, later, American writers have taken on Homer...
...aces up my sleeve. This was, after all, a woman who admitted to having been seriously persuaded by John Donne's poem "The Flea" ("Mark but this flea and mark in this,/ How little that which thou deny'st me is..."), so I figured a well-timed sonnet could make all the difference...
Still holding a modicum of hope, I handed her the sonnet. She said, "Oh. The rhyme scheme is right and everything...