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Whitman, Dickinson, and Melville occupy the guts of this anthology of approximately 300 poems, spanning the process the century, from Joel Barlow to Edwin Arlington Robinson, when it comes to Bryant, Emerson, Longfellow, Whittier, Poe, Holmes, Jones Very, Thoreau, Lowell, and Lanier.

For greater than seventy years, Penguin has been the major writer of vintage literature within the English-speaking international. With greater than 1,700 titles, Penguin Classics represents an international bookshelf of the easiest works all through historical past and throughout genres and disciplines. Readers belief the series to supply authoritative texts stronger through introductions and notes via individual students and modern authors, in addition to up-to-date translations via award-winning translators.

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