The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe: Prose talesG.D. Sproul, 1902 |
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appearance atmosphere balloon Baltimore Saturday Visiter beautiful became beheld beneath Berenice Berlifitzing Blackwood body Bon-Bon breath Broadway Journal called cameleopard censer chamber character Cimabue color colour countenance dark death descent ears earth endeavor evident eyes feel feet fell felt gave genius Griswold Griswold from text hand head heart heaven cap hiccup horror hour ignoratio elenchi imagination insert intense Joseph Glanvill lady length Ligeia light looked lustrum Maelström Majesty manner means Médoc Metzengerstein mind minutes moon Morella nature never night nose Nosology omit asterisks palace perceive Pfaall Pharisee Poe's Pompey replied restaurateur revised Rotterdam seemed shadow ship Shittim shriek Simoom singular soul Southern Literary Messenger spirit stood surface tale terrible terror text follows thing thou thought thousand tion tone Underduk Variations of 1840 Variations of Griswold vast whirl wild wind words Zenobia
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第 382 頁 - And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor ? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.
第 132 頁 - ... in the heavens above, or in the earth beneath, or in the waters under the earth.
第 116 頁 - On! on!"— but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast! For, alas! alas! with me The light of Life is o'er! "No more — no more...
第 249 頁 - ... gorgeous, and all untrodden path, I might at length pass onward to the goal of a wisdom too divinely precious not to be forbidden! How poignant, then, must have been the grief with which, after some years, I beheld my wellgrounded expectations take wings to themselves and fly away! Without Ligeia I was but as a child groping benighted. Her presence, her readings alone, rendered vividly luminous the many mysteries of the transcendentalism in which we were immersed.
第 266 頁 - can I never — can I never be mistaken — these are the full, and the black, and the wild eyes — of my lost love — of the lady — of the LADY LIGEIA.
第 253 頁 - She died, and I, crushed into the very dust with sorrow, could no longer endure the lonely desolation of my dwelling in the dim and decaying city by the Rhine. I had no lack of what the world calls wealth. Ligeia had brought me far more, very far more, than ordinarily falls to the lot of mortals.
第 247 頁 - And thus how frequently, in my intense scrutiny of Ligeia's eyes, have I felt approaching the full knowledge of their expression — felt it approaching — yet not quite be mine — and so at length entirely depart...
第 255 頁 - Some few ottomans and golden candelabra, of Eastern figure, were in various stations about — and there was the couch, too — the bridal couch — of an Indian model, and low, and sculptured of solid ebony, with a pall-like canopy above. In each of the angles of the chamber stood on end a gigantic sarcophagus of black granite, from the tombs of the kings over against Luxor, with their aged lids full of immemorial sculpture.
第 xi 頁 - Perhaps the time is already come when it ought to be, and will be, something else ; when the sluggard intellect of this continent will look from under its iron lids and fill the postponed expectation of the world with something better than the exertions of mechanical skill.
第 244 頁 - Ligeia! Ligeia! Buried in studies of a nature more than all else adapted to deaden impressions of the outward world, it is by that sweet word alone — by Ligeia — that I bring before mine eyes in fancy the image of her who is no more.