The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, 第 3 卷Redfield, 1857 |
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... Hand in America , " " Wanderings of a Pilgrim under the Shadow of Mont Blanc , " " Wanderings of a Pilgrim under the Shadow of Jungfrau , " and , lately , a " Defence of Capital Punishment . " This " Defence " is at many points well ...
... Hand in America , " " Wanderings of a Pilgrim under the Shadow of Mont Blanc , " " Wanderings of a Pilgrim under the Shadow of Jungfrau , " and , lately , a " Defence of Capital Punishment . " This " Defence " is at many points well ...
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... hands . His subscribers and regular contributors are now among the most in- telligent and influential in America ... hand and his daily passing by a mark for the digito monstrari . Few more worthy or more valuable citizens are among ...
... hands . His subscribers and regular contributors are now among the most in- telligent and influential in America ... hand and his daily passing by a mark for the digito monstrari . Few more worthy or more valuable citizens are among ...
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... hand and leads her on— She should have waited there alone , For he was not her chosen one . He leans her head upon his breast— She knew ' twas not her home of rest , But , ah , she had been sore distrest . The sacred stars looked sadly ...
... hand and leads her on— She should have waited there alone , For he was not her chosen one . He leans her head upon his breast— She knew ' twas not her home of rest , But , ah , she had been sore distrest . The sacred stars looked sadly ...
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... hand of genius is evinced throughout . The story is the well known one of Edgar , Elfrida , and Earl Athelwood . The king , hearing of Elfrida's extraordinary beauty , commissions his favorite , Athelwood , to visit her and ascertain if ...
... hand of genius is evinced throughout . The story is the well known one of Edgar , Elfrida , and Earl Athelwood . The king , hearing of Elfrida's extraordinary beauty , commissions his favorite , Athelwood , to visit her and ascertain if ...
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... hand in his , his gaze upon my cheek— I did forget his presence and the scene ; A gorgeous vision rose before mine eyes Of power and pomp and regal pageantry ; A king was at my feet and , as he knelt , I smiled and , turning , met — a ...
... hand in his , his gaze upon my cheek— I did forget his presence and the scene ; A gorgeous vision rose before mine eyes Of power and pomp and regal pageantry ; A king was at my feet and , as he knelt , I smiled and , turning , met — a ...
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第 294 頁 - 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!
第 559 頁 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. 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.
第 310 頁 - So live, that when thy summons comes, to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
第 311 頁 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
第 274 頁 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
第 54 頁 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
第 168 頁 - In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace— Radiant palace— reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion, It stood there; Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
第 168 頁 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.
第 233 頁 - He acts upon the principle that if a thing is worth doing at all it is worth doing well: — and the thing that he "does" especially well is the public.
第 304 頁 - FULL knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing : Toll ye the church-bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year, you must not die ; You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old year, you shall not die.