The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, 第 1 卷Widdleton, 1871 |
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... mere talent ever flung his inkstand at the devil . When we say that Mr. Poe had genius , we do not mean to say that he has produced vidence of the highest . But to say that he possesses it at all is to say that he needs only zeal ...
... mere talent ever flung his inkstand at the devil . When we say that Mr. Poe had genius , we do not mean to say that he has produced vidence of the highest . But to say that he possesses it at all is to say that he needs only zeal ...
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... mere opinions of the writer can be of no consequence to me - and I should imagine of very little to himself — that is to say if he knows himself , personally , as well as I have the honor of knowing him . The first mis- representation ...
... mere opinions of the writer can be of no consequence to me - and I should imagine of very little to himself — that is to say if he knows himself , personally , as well as I have the honor of knowing him . The first mis- representation ...
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... mere bald assertion , without a particle of evidence . In other words we should term it arrant fudge . The perversion at this point is involved in a wilful misapplication of the word ' principles . ' I say wilful ; because , at page 63 ...
... mere bald assertion , without a particle of evidence . In other words we should term it arrant fudge . The perversion at this point is involved in a wilful misapplication of the word ' principles . ' I say wilful ; because , at page 63 ...
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... mere style , it is , perhaps , even superior to The House of Usher . ' It is simpler . In the latter composition , he seems to have been distrustful of his effects , or , rather , too solicitous of bringing them forth tully to the eye ...
... mere style , it is , perhaps , even superior to The House of Usher . ' It is simpler . In the latter composition , he seems to have been distrustful of his effects , or , rather , too solicitous of bringing them forth tully to the eye ...
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... mere make - weight - good for nothing but building castles in the air - and was rather glad to get rid of me . It was a dark night when I bade her good bye , and taking with me , as aides - de - camp , the three creditors who had given ...
... mere make - weight - good for nothing but building castles in the air - and was rather glad to get rid of me . It was a dark night when I bade her good bye , and taking with me , as aides - de - camp , the three creditors who had given ...
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第300页 - 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.
第460页 - And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out — out are the lights — out all! And over each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm, And the angels, all pallid and wan. Uprising, unveiling, affirm That the play is the tragedy, 'Man,' And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
第291页 - During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
第459页 - By a crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever returneth in To the self-same spot; And much of Madness, and more of Sin And Horror, the soul of the plot!
第291页 - There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart - an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime.
第299页 - ... improvisations), the result of that intense mental collectedness and concentration to which I have previously alluded as observable only in particular moments of the highest artificial excitement. The words of one of these rhapsodies I have easily remembered. I was, perhaps, the more forcibly impressed with it, as he gave it, because, in the under or mystic current of its meaning, I fancied that I perceived, and for the first time, a full consciousness on the part of Usher, of the tottering of...
第294页 - ... house. A servant in waiting took my horse, and I entered the Gothic archway of the hall. A valet of stealthy step thence conducted me, in silence, through many dark and intricate passages in my progress to the studio of his master. Much that I encountered on the way contributed, I know not how, to heighten the vague .sentiments of which I have already spoken. While the objects around me — while the carvings of the ceilings, the sombre tapestries of the walls, the ebon blackness of the floors,...
第305页 - The antique volume which I had taken up was the ' Mad Trist ' of Sir Launcelot Canning : but I had called it a favorite of Usher's more in sad jest than in earnest; for in truth there is little in its uncouth and unimaginative prolixity which could have had interest for the lofty and spiritual ideality of my friend. It was, however, the only book immediately at hand; and I indulged...
第347页 - I have no engagement ; — come." "My friend, no. It is not the engagement, but the severe cold with which I perceive you are afflicted. The vaults are insufferably damp. They are encrusted with nitre.
第346页 - It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season, that I encountered my friend. He accosted me with excessive warmth, for he had been drinking much.