Works, 第 2 巻W.J. Widdleton, 1876 |
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... thing commendable -- but let us forbear praising the epic on the effort's account . It is to be hoped that common sense , in the time to come , will prefer deciding upon a work of Art , rather by the impression it makes - by the effect ...
... thing commendable -- but let us forbear praising the epic on the effort's account . It is to be hoped that common sense , in the time to come , will prefer deciding upon a work of Art , rather by the impression it makes - by the effect ...
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... thing called " The North American Review . " The poem just cited is especially beautiful ; but the poetic elevation which it induces , we must refer chiefly to our sympathy in the poet's enthusiasm . We pardon his hyper- boles for the ...
... thing called " The North American Review . " The poem just cited is especially beautiful ; but the poetic elevation which it induces , we must refer chiefly to our sympathy in the poet's enthusiasm . We pardon his hyper- boles for the ...
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... thing of evil ! -prophet still , if bird or devil ! — Whether Tempter sent , or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore , Desolate yet all undaunted , on this desert land enchanted— On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly , I ...
... thing of evil ! -prophet still , if bird or devil ! — Whether Tempter sent , or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore , Desolate yet all undaunted , on this desert land enchanted— On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly , I ...
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... thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude ! It writhes ! -it writhes ! -with mortai pangs The mimes become its food , And the angels sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued . Out - out are the lights — out all ! And , over each ...
... thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude ! It writhes ! -it writhes ! -with mortai pangs The mimes become its food , And the angels sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued . Out - out are the lights — out all ! And , over each ...
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... thing ? A crucifix whereon to register This sacred vow ? ( he hands her his own . ) Not that - Oh ! no ! -no ! —no ! ( shuddering . ) Not that ! Not that ! -I tell thee , holy man , Thy raiments and thy ebony cross affright me ! Stand ...
... thing ? A crucifix whereon to register This sacred vow ? ( he hands her his own . ) Not that - Oh ! no ! -no ! —no ! ( shuddering . ) Not that ! Not that ! -I tell thee , holy man , Thy raiments and thy ebony cross affright me ! Stand ...
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28 ページ - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE, For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...
9 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.
xvii ページ - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
11 ページ - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light 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...
25 ページ - Hear the tolling of the bells, 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.
xxiv ページ - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
24 ページ - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor...
7 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.
27 ページ - ANNABEL LEE. 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. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea...
46 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.