The Complete Poems of Edgar Allan PoeHoughton Mifflin, 1911 - 304 ページ |
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... EARTH " 124 A DREAM · 126 " THE HAPPIEST DAY , THE HAPPIEST HOUR " · . 127 THE LAKE · . 128 To · . 129 TO THE RIVER Το FAIRY - LAND TO HELEN FROM AN ALBUM ( ALONE ) · • . 130 · 131 · 132 · 134 · 135 POEMS NOW FIRST COLLECTED SPIRITUAL ...
... EARTH " 124 A DREAM · 126 " THE HAPPIEST DAY , THE HAPPIEST HOUR " · . 127 THE LAKE · . 128 To · . 129 TO THE RIVER Το FAIRY - LAND TO HELEN FROM AN ALBUM ( ALONE ) · • . 130 · 131 · 132 · 134 · 135 POEMS NOW FIRST COLLECTED SPIRITUAL ...
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... float up from the damned Earth ! ― And I to - night my heart is light : no dirge will I upraise , But waft the angel on her flight with a pæan of old days : " At morn HYMN at noon at twilight dim — Maria 22 THE RAVEN AND OTHER POEMS.
... float up from the damned Earth ! ― And I to - night my heart is light : no dirge will I upraise , But waft the angel on her flight with a pæan of old days : " At morn HYMN at noon at twilight dim — Maria 22 THE RAVEN AND OTHER POEMS.
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... Earth and Heaven . For the heart whose woes are legion ' T is a peaceful , soothing region For the spirit that walks in shadow O ! it is an Eldorado ! - But the traveller , travelling through it , May not dare not openly view it ; Never ...
... Earth and Heaven . For the heart whose woes are legion ' T is a peaceful , soothing region For the spirit that walks in shadow O ! it is an Eldorado ! - But the traveller , travelling through it , May not dare not openly view it ; Never ...
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... Earth ! Bear with me yet awhile ! We have been boys together - school - fellows — And now are friends — yet shall not be so long- For in the eternal city thou shalt do me A kind and gentle office , and a Power- A Power august ...
... Earth ! Bear with me yet awhile ! We have been boys together - school - fellows — And now are friends — yet shall not be so long- For in the eternal city thou shalt do me A kind and gentle office , and a Power- A Power august ...
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... earth and hope in heaven — There is no deed I would more glory in , Than in thy cause to scoff at this same glory And trample it under foot . What matters it What matters it , my fairest , and my best , That we go down unhonoured and ...
... earth and hope in heaven — There is no deed I would more glory in , Than in thy cause to scoff at this same glory And trample it under foot . What matters it What matters it , my fairest , and my best , That we go down unhonoured and ...
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81 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.
13 ページ - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting: " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven,
11 ページ - 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 lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
10 ページ - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door — Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as
194 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.
78 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.
39 ページ - And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty Was but to sing, In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king.
24 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.
26 ページ - By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named Night, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule: From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of Space — out of Time.
63 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; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.