 | Lucy Bethia Walford - 1884 - 448 页
...evil day to come. CHAPTER XXIX. HOPE AGAIN. " Hope, without action, is a barren umber." — FELTHAM. " And all my days are trances. And all my nightly dreams...thy dark eye glances And where thy footstep gleams." — EA POE. WE left poor Teddy Lessingham disconsolately knocking about the billiard-balls, in full... | |
 | 1884 - 888 页
...XXIX. HOPE AGAIN. " Поре, without action, is a barren undoer." — FELTIIAM. " And all my days arc trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams." WE left poor Teddy Lessingham disconsolately knocking about the billiard-balls, in full possession... | |
 | 1884 - 1114 页
...GRANDMOTHER. — 1'AKT VIII. CHAPTER XXIX. HOPE AGAIN. *, without action, is a barren undoer." — FELTHXM. " And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye 'ilalnTS, And where thy footstep gleams." — E. А. Poк. WE left poor Teddy Lessingham disconsolately... | |
 | 1884 - 862 页
...GRANDMOTHER. CHAPTER XXIX. HOPE AGAIN. " Hope, without action, is a barren undner." Гж-.тялм. " And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where tliy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep Kleomft/1 E. А. Рож. WE left poor Teddy Lessingham... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 304 页
...upon the shore), Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar ! " Now all my hours are trances ; And all my nightly dreams Are where...footstep gleams, In what ethereal dances, By what Italian streams. " Alas ! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From Love to titled... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 218 页
...sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar I And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams...thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — tf In what ethereal dances, 1 By what eternal streams. EULALIE. I DWELT alone In a world of moan,... | |
 | Charles Francis Richardson - 1889 - 470 页
...— (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. He sings not only of the earthly presence and of the sight of the far-sundered one in paradise, ever... | |
 | Charles Francis Richardson - 1888 - 1044 页
...sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar I And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. He sings not only of the earthly presence and of the sight of the far-sundered one in paradise, ever... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1888 - 600 页
...more — no more — (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) And all my clays are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. ISRAFEL. And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1888 - 600 页
...solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Arc where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. ISRAFEL. And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all... | |
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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 — no more... 
