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" I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.' Here, surely, is the reduction to absurdity of that "
The Quarterly Review - Page 402
1916
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Queen's Quarterly, Volume 30

Electronic journals - 1923 - 496 pages
...eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaid singing each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. Perhaps the protest against the mannerisms of the modernists comes most shrilly from those old-fashioned...
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Poetry, Volume 6

Harriet Monroe - American poetry - 1915 - 380 pages
...hair behind ? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel trowsers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the...
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From Shakespeare to O. Henry: Studies in Literature

Stuart Petre Brodie Mais - English literature - 1917 - 344 pages
...hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward in the waves, Combing the white waves blown baclç When the wind blows...
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Poets & Their Art

Harriet Monroe - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1926 - 326 pages
...poet's sharp and wounding edge of humor, but also by the blinding flame of beauty perceived or imagined. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves...
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Poets & Their Art

Harriet Monroe - American poetry - 1926 - 328 pages
...poet's sharp and wounding edge of humor, but also by the blinding flame of beauty perceived or imagined. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves...
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An Anthology of World Poetry

Mark Van Doren - Poetry - 1928 - 1390 pages
...hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the...
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The Bookman: A Review of Books and Life ..., Volume 75

Popular culture - 1932 - 1028 pages
...hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach ? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves, Combing the white hair of the waves blown back, When...
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I Hear America ...: Literature in the United States Since 1900

Vernon Loggins - Social Science - 1967 - 396 pages
...hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows...
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War Department Education Manual, Issue 131, Part 1

United States Armed Forces Institute - 1942 - 742 pages
...hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the...
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T. S. Eliot: The Poems

Martin Scofield - Literary Criticism - 1988 - 280 pages
...trousers, and walk upon the beach. But the self-assertion does not last long, and in a poignant cadence: I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. 61 Prufrock's love song has not been reciprocated. But still the poem ends with the beautiful lines...
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