In “Lucinda Matlock,” what does the speaker mean when she says, it takes life to love life? a. enjoying life is foolish. b. people who do not enjoy life might as well. 1 quote have been tagged as lucinda-matlock: Edgar Lee Masters: ‘What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, Anger, discontent and drooping hopes? Deg. Finding Joy in the Mundane: Lucinda Matlock Edgar Lee Masters, in his work “Lucinda Matlock,” conveys the beauty of life, whether it is lived with action.
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Edgar Lee Masters was born in Garnett, Kansas, on August 23,but soon after his birth his family moved to Lewistown, Illinois, the town near Springfield where Masters grew up. His youth was marred by his father’s financial struggles with a faltering law practice and reluctance to support his son’s literary interests. Masters attended Knox College for a year but was then forced by the family’s finances to withdraw and continue his studies privately.
He was admitted to the bar inand he moved to Chicago inwhere he found a job collecting bills for the Edison Company.
He gradually built a successful law practice, and for eight years he was the partner of Clarence Darrow. His first matllck, some of which were published under pseudonyms, showed strong influences from the English Romantic poets and Edgar Allan Poe. During this time Masters considered writing a novel about the relationships of people in a small Illinois town. This idea was transformed through a chance katlock.
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While Reedy didn’t publish these poems, he kept up the correspondence and gave Masters a copy of J. Mackail’s Selected Epigrams from the Greek Anthology. After reading these, Masters felt the challenge to adopt the idea for his novel into this form, combining free verse, epitaph, realism, and cynicism to write Spoon River Anthology, a collection of monologues from the dead in an Illinois graveyard.
The Spoon River of the title is the matock of an actual river in Illinois, but the mattlock combines Lewistown, where Masters grew up, and Petersburg, where his grandparents lived.
These poems were serialized in Reedy’s Mirror fromand matloci discovered by Harriet Monroe, the editor of Poetry, who helped Masters issue a complete edition in Spoon River Anthology was wildly successful, going through several editions rapidly and becoming one of the most popular books of poetry in the history of American literature.
His success and friendship with Monroe also brought him into the Chicago Group and contact with such poets as Carl Sandburg and Vachel Lindsay. Masters was never to equal the success of Spoon River Anthology. He published thirty-nine more books, including novels, plays, collections of poetry, and biographies of Lindsay, Mark Twain, Whitmanand Lincoln.
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InMasters left his family; he and his wife would divorce in In he married Ellen Coyne, thirty years his junior.
He died March 5,in a convalescent home in Philadelphia and was buried in Petersburg, Illinois. A Dramatic Poem Lee: The Man Mark Lucunda A Portrait Vachel Lindsay: A Poet in America Whitman Hymn to the Unknown God: Althea Dramatic Duologues: Three Plays Maximilian: When the sea has devoured the ships, And the spires and the towers Have gone back to the hills. And all the cities Are one with the plains again.
And the beauty of bronze, And the strength of steel Are blown over silent continents, As the desert. Leave this field blank. Lucinda Matlock Edgar Lee Masters- I went to the dances at Chandlerville, And played snap-out at Winchester.
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We were married and lived together for seventy years, Enjoying, working, raising the twelve children, Eight of whom we lost Ere I had reached the age of sixty. I spun, I wove, I kept the house, I nursed the sick, I made the garden, and for holiday Rambled over the fields where sang the larks, And by Spoon River gathering many a shell, And many a flower and medicinal weed– Shouting to the wooded hills, singing to the green valleys.
At ninety-six I had lived enough, that is all, And passed to a sweet repose. What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, Anger, discontent and drooping hopes? Degenerate sons and daughters, Life is too strong for you– It takes life to love Life.
This poem is in the public domain. The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you.
And if the people find you can fiddle, Why, fiddle you must, for all your life. What do you see, a harvest of clover?
Or a meadow to walk through to the river? The wind’s in the corn; you rub your hands For beeves hereafter ready for. Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music; “With malice toward none, with charity for all.
I am Anne Rutledge who sleep beneath these weeds, Ludinda in life of. My Light with Yours. I When the sea has devoured the ships, And the spires and the towers Have gone back to the hills.
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