The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay1853 |
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... wonder that encircles us- Not all the mysteries that in us lie- Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment . Clothing us in a robe of more than glory . " TO HELEN . * I. I SAW thee once - 18 THE COLISEUM .
... wonder that encircles us- Not all the mysteries that in us lie- Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment . Clothing us in a robe of more than glory . " TO HELEN . * I. I SAW thee once - 18 THE COLISEUM .
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Edgar Allan Poe. TO HELEN . * I. I SAW thee once - once only - years ago : I must not say how many - but not many . It was a July midnight ; and from out A full - orbed moon , that , like thine own soul , soaring , Sought a precipitate ...
Edgar Allan Poe. TO HELEN . * I. I SAW thee once - once only - years ago : I must not say how many - but not many . It was a July midnight ; and from out A full - orbed moon , that , like thine own soul , soaring , Sought a precipitate ...
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... thee , and by the poetry of thy presence . II . Clad all in white , upon a violet bank I saw thee half reclining ; while the moon Fell on the upturned faces of the roses , And on thine own , upturn'd — alas , in sorrow ! III . Was it ...
... thee , and by the poetry of thy presence . II . Clad all in white , upon a violet bank I saw thee half reclining ; while the moon Fell on the upturned faces of the roses , And on thine own , upturn'd — alas , in sorrow ! III . Was it ...
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... thee - save less than thou : Save only the divine light in thine eyes- Save but the soul in thine uplifted eyes . I saw but them — they were the world to me . I saw but them - saw only them for hours- Saw only them until the moon went ...
... thee - save less than thou : Save only the divine light in thine eyes- Save but the soul in thine uplifted eyes . I saw but them — they were the world to me . I saw but them - saw only them for hours- Saw only them until the moon went ...
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... thee le I kneel , an altered and an bumble man Amid thy shadows , ais , ink winn My very soul thy grande gum wig- H Vastness and Age and Mango L Silence ! and Desolation mi mlek I feel ye now - I feel O spells more sure then ter futem ...
... thee le I kneel , an altered and an bumble man Amid thy shadows , ais , ink winn My very soul thy grande gum wig- H Vastness and Age and Mango L Silence ! and Desolation mi mlek I feel ye now - I feel O spells more sure then ter futem ...
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第 6 頁 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. 'Wretch,' I cried, 'thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore; Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!
第 3 頁 - 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 40 頁 - 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. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
第 7 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 5 頁 - 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 lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light 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!
第 7 頁 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
第 5 頁 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
第 6 頁 - Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!' Quoth the Raven '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!
第 xxxii 頁 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
第 xxxii 頁 - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.