The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and talesRedfield, 1853 |
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... least very good reason , for believing it intended as a series of lyrics ; but , granting the epic intention , I can say only that the work is based in an imperfect sense of Art . The modern epic is , of the suppositious ancient model ...
... least very good reason , for believing it intended as a series of lyrics ; but , granting the epic intention , I can say only that the work is based in an imperfect sense of Art . The modern epic is , of the suppositious ancient model ...
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... least most readily attainable in the poem . It by no means fol- lows , however , that the incitements of Passion , or the precepts of Duty , or even the lessons of Truth , may not be introduced into a poem , and with advantage ; for ...
... least most readily attainable in the poem . It by no means fol- lows , however , that the incitements of Passion , or the precepts of Duty , or even the lessons of Truth , may not be introduced into a poem , and with advantage ; for ...
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... least may recall , It hath taught me that which I most cherished Deserved to be dearest of all : In the desert a fountain is springing , In the wide waste there still is a tree , And a bird in the solitude singing , Which speaks to my ...
... least may recall , It hath taught me that which I most cherished Deserved to be dearest of all : In the desert a fountain is springing , In the wide waste there still is a tree , And a bird in the solitude singing , Which speaks to my ...
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... , and not in the least de- gree to the truth which merely served to render the harmony manifest . We shall reach , however , more immediately a distinct concep- tion of what the true Poetry is , by mere xxiv THE POETIC PRINCIPLE .
... , and not in the least de- gree to the truth which merely served to render the harmony manifest . We shall reach , however , more immediately a distinct concep- tion of what the true Poetry is , by mere xxiv THE POETIC PRINCIPLE .
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... least obeisance made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But , with mien of lord or lady , perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched , and sat , and nothing more . Then this ...
... least obeisance made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But , with mien of lord or lady , perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched , and sat , and nothing more . Then this ...
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第268页 - 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
第8页 - Lenore!" Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice ; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore ; Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore : 'Tis the wind and nothing more.
第20页 - 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 ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir: It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
第28页 - For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. And so, all the night-tide I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life, and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.
第10页 - Nevermore." " Prophet !" said 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 implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead ? — tell me — tell me, I implore !" Quoth the Raven,
第ix页 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright...
第24页 - 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...
第7页 - 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.
第8页 - Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore;" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore.
第9页 - 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.