 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:...  The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales - 第 20 頁Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis 著 - 1853完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Francis Duncan - 1864 - 340 頁
...moment and such a scene might have suggested to a dark genius, like that of Poe, his gloomy lines on, The dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir: down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir; or those wonderful dreamy lines... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 220 頁
...Eulalie upturns her matron eye,— While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye. ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they...tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. n. Here once, through an alley Titanic Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul, — Of cypress, with Psyche,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 238 頁
...Eulalie upturns her matron eye,— . While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet i . eye. ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they...tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. II. Here once, through an alley Titanic Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul, — Of cypress, with Psyche,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1859 - 302 頁
...vapors, far away To where the prospect terminates — thee only. ULALUME . THE skies they were asheii and sober ; The leaves they were crisped and sere...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 頁
...upon it — Stable, opaque, immortal — all by dint Of the dear names tint lie conceal'd within 't. THE skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they were crisped and sevo — The leaves they were withering and sere ; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - 200 頁
...itStable, opaque, immortal — all by dint Of the dear names that lie conceal'd within 't. ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they...— It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the gboul-baunted woodland of Weir. Here once, througb an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 頁
...storms, but where meanwhile Serenest skies continually Just o'er that one bright island smile. ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley titanic Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 頁
...sounding sea. ULALUME: A BALLAD. Tii F. skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they were crispi'd and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my soul. These were days when... | |
 | H. L. D. Potter - 1873 - 444 頁
...were ashen and soberB The leaves they were crisped and sear, The leaves they were withering and sear. It was night in the lonesome October (Of my most immemorial year), It was hard ky the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid-region of Wier — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1869 - 298 頁
...way along, Amid unpurpled vapors, far away To where the prospect terminates — thee only. ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when... | |
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