The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe: PoemsG.D. Sproul, 1902 |
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... thou art ! Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes . Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart , Vulture , whose wings are dull realities ? How should he love thee ? or how deem thee wise , Who wouldst not leave him in his ...
... thou art ! Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes . Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart , Vulture , whose wings are dull realities ? How should he love thee ? or how deem thee wise , Who wouldst not leave him in his ...
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... Thou art an emblem of the glow Of beauty the unhidden heart- - The playful maziness of art In old Alberto's daughter ; But when within thy wave she looks Which glistens then , and trembles Why , then , the prettiest of brooks Her ...
... Thou art an emblem of the glow Of beauty the unhidden heart- - The playful maziness of art In old Alberto's daughter ; But when within thy wave she looks Which glistens then , and trembles Why , then , the prettiest of brooks Her ...
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... thou art not wrong , Israfeli , who despisest An unimpassioned song ; To thee the laurels belong , Best bard , because the wisest ! Merrily live , and long ! The ecstasies above With thy burning measures suit - - Thy grief , thy joy , thy ...
... thou art not wrong , Israfeli , who despisest An unimpassioned song ; To thee the laurels belong , Best bard , because the wisest ! Merrily live , and long ! The ecstasies above With thy burning measures suit - - Thy grief , thy joy , thy ...
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... art thou dreaming here ? Sure thou art come o'er far - off seas , A wonder to these garden trees ! Strange is thy pallor ! strange thy dress ! Strange , above all , thy length of tress , And this all solemn silentness ! The lady sleeps ...
... art thou dreaming here ? Sure thou art come o'er far - off seas , A wonder to these garden trees ! Strange is thy pallor ! strange thy dress ! Strange , above all , thy length of tress , And this all solemn silentness ! The lady sleeps ...
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... Thou art sad , Castiglione . Castiglione . Sad ! not I. Oh , I'm the happiest , happiest man in Rome ! A few days more , thou knowest , my Alessandra , Will make thee mine . Oh , I am very happy ! Aless . Methinks thou hast a singular ...
... Thou art sad , Castiglione . Castiglione . Sad ! not I. Oh , I'm the happiest , happiest man in Rome ! A few days more , thou knowest , my Alessandra , Will make thee mine . Oh , I am very happy ! Aless . Methinks thou hast a singular ...
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99 ページ - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
121 ページ - 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...
222 ページ - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
118 ページ - IT WAS many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
49 ページ - In Heaven a spirit doth dwell "Whose heart-strings are a lute"; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars (so legends tell), Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell Of his voice, all mute.
102 ページ - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
94 ページ - 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.
116 ページ - And I lie so composedly, Now, in my bed, (Knowing her love), That you fancy me dead And I rest so contentedly, Now, in my bed (With her love at my breast), That you fancy me dead That you shudder to look at me, Thinking me dead...
50 ページ - Up many and many a marvellous shrine Whose wreathed friezes intertwine The viol, the violet, and the vine. Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie. So blend the turrets and shadows there That all seem pendulous in air, While from a proud tower in the town Death looks gigantically down.
105 ページ - But our thoughts they were palsied and sere Our memories were treacherous and sere For we knew not the month was October, And we marked not the night of the year (Ah, night of all nights in the year...