 | Mordecai Cooke, Mordecai Cubitt Cooke - 1997 - 308 页
...Neale's residence in Siam. CMAPTtR XXI 9UR LADY ?r Y9NGA5 And ail my days are trances; And ail my nightfy dreams Are where thy dark eye glances , And where thy footstep gleams: In what etherial dances, By what eternal streams . EA Poe : Peruvian the province of Yungas de la Paz in the... | |
 | Arthur Hobson Quinn - 1997 - 872 页
...no more— no more" is significant in view of its later use. And the last stanza is sheer harmony: "And all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams...In what ethereal dances By what eternal streams." The "Hymn," originally included in "Morella," reveals Poe's desperate state in these days. That he... | |
 | Muriel Spark - 1963 - 148 页
...high. The normal noises of the house began to throb again. 'Good-evening,' said Nicholas. And all ray days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams! 'Now repeat,' said Joanna's voice. 'Come on then,' said Selina, stepping ahead of him into the evening... | |
 | James D. Doss - 2009 - 356 页
...received any payment for this "stripped book." For Jeremy Katz and Susan Ginsburg Thi. s One 7E4K-L9P-NR7U And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances. And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams.... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 2000 - 548 页
...— (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shorel Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams And where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Thomas Ollive Mabbott, Eleanor D. Kewer - 2000 - 756 页
...the stricken eagle soar! Now™ all my hours are trances; And all my nightly dreams Are where the" dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams. In what ethereal" dances, By what" Italian streams. Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From Love11 to titled... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2000 - 678 页
...sea To the sands upon the shore) 20 Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soarl And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2000 - 408 页
...tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! Now all my hours are trances; And all my nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances, And where thy 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 - 2003 - 448 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. The Haunted Palace In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately... | |
 | Ricardo Monti - 2004 - 432 页
...He was burning up with fever ... it was in the middle of a smallpox epidemic .. . those barbarians! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams...In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. 3 (SARAH silently sobs. Pause. Suddenly CUSTER leaps on top of the revolver and puts it in his mouth... | |
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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... 
