Poetry
['pəʊɪtrɪ] or ['poətri]
Definition
(noun.) literature in metrical form.
(noun.) any communication resembling poetry in beauty or the evocation of feeling.
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Definition
(n.) The art of apprehending and interpreting ideas by the faculty of imagination; the art of idealizing in thought and in expression.
(n.) Imaginative language or composition, whether expressed rhythmically or in prose. Specifically: Metrical composition; verse; rhyme; poems collectively; as, heroic poetry; dramatic poetry; lyric or Pindaric poetry.
Typist: Vilma
Synonyms and Synonymous
n. Verse, rhyme, poesy, metrical composition, numbers.
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Unserious Contents or Definition
n. A form of expression peculiar to the Land beyond the Magazines.
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Examples
- I even tried poetry. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- There were other reasons for the antagonism of Plato to poetry. Plato. The Republic.
- This may not be exact history, but it is great poetry. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- I approved, for my part, the amusing one's self with poetry now and then, so far as to improve one's language, but no farther. Benjamin Franklin. Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin.
- And I consider that the poetry brings us both in, in a beautiful manner. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Mr. Bucket prices that decoration in his mind and thinks it as likely as not that Volumnia is writing poetry. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- It IS poetry you write, Mr. Winsett? Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- It is not prose but poetry, at least a great part of it, and ought not to be judged by the rules of logic or the probabilities of history. Plato. The Republic.
- She dotes on poetry, sir. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Ye'll be jingling into poetry just e'now. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- You are fond of poetry, Lina? Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- He could make French poetry. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- My friend Mr. Snodgrass has a great taste for poetry,' replied Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Dead as a stone to art and poetry--the light never WAS on sea or land for her! Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- And do not the two styles, or the mixture of the two, comprehend all poetry, and every form of expression in words? Plato. The Republic.
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