The Poems of Edgar Allan Poe: With an Essay on His Poetry by Andrew LangKegan Paul, Trench & Company, 1883 - 172 pages |
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Page xiv
... wild and feverish or stable and domestic , appears to have been to him un- known . And by this it is not meant that Poe was not an affectionate husband of his wife , but that the stronger part of his affections , the better element of ...
... wild and feverish or stable and domestic , appears to have been to him un- known . And by this it is not meant that Poe was not an affectionate husband of his wife , but that the stronger part of his affections , the better element of ...
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... wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride- For her , the fair and debonair , that now so lowly lies , The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes . The life still there , upon her hair - the death upon her eyes ...
... wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride- For her , the fair and debonair , that now so lowly lies , The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes . The life still there , upon her hair - the death upon her eyes ...
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... wild weird clime that lieth , sublime , Out of SPACE - out of TIME . hoas Bottomless vales and boundless floods , And chasms , and caves , and Titan woods , With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over ; Mountains ...
... wild weird clime that lieth , sublime , Out of SPACE - out of TIME . hoas Bottomless vales and boundless floods , And chasms , and caves , and Titan woods , With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over ; Mountains ...
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... wild - tempt not the wrath divine ! Pause ere too late ! -oh , be not - be not rash ! Swear not the oath - oh , swear it not ! LAL . ' Tis sworn ! III . An apartment in a palace . POLITIAN and BALDAZZAR . BALDAZZAR . Arouse thee now ...
... wild - tempt not the wrath divine ! Pause ere too late ! -oh , be not - be not rash ! Swear not the oath - oh , swear it not ! LAL . ' Tis sworn ! III . An apartment in a palace . POLITIAN and BALDAZZAR . BALDAZZAR . Arouse thee now ...
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... wild energy of wanton haste Her cheeks were flushing , and her lips apart ; And zone that clung around her gentle waist Had burst beneath the heaving of her heart . Within the centre of that hall to breathe She paus'd and panted ...
... wild energy of wanton haste Her cheeks were flushing , and her lips apart ; And zone that clung around her gentle waist Had burst beneath the heaving of her heart . Within the centre of that hall to breathe She paus'd and panted ...
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Page xxv - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you " — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Page 4 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Page 133 - Hear the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 6 - And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming' And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore!
Page xxiv - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 136 - Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought their monody compels ! In the silence of the night How we .shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan.
Page 1 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not...
Page 2 - Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before; On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
Page 23 - And they say (the starry choir And the other listening things) That Israfeli's fire Is owing to that lyre By which he sits and sings — The trembling living wire Of those unusual strings.
Page 155 - And ah! let it never Be foolishly said That my room it is gloomy And narrow my bed; For man never slept In a different bed And, to sleep, you must slumber In just such a bed. My...