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Pagina xiv
... passionate , always — but always " eccentric " in proportion , so that , what with intemperance and insubordination , this youth , - To whom was given So much of earth , so much of heaven , And such impetuous blood , -WORDSWORTH , -was ...
... passionate , always — but always " eccentric " in proportion , so that , what with intemperance and insubordination , this youth , - To whom was given So much of earth , so much of heaven , And such impetuous blood , -WORDSWORTH , -was ...
Pagina xv
... passionate love of the Beautiful , —in " the years of April blood , " - in a climate which has the perpetual luxury of a bath he must have had all his perceptions of the lovely intensified wonderfully . What he did there we have now no ...
... passionate love of the Beautiful , —in " the years of April blood , " - in a climate which has the perpetual luxury of a bath he must have had all his perceptions of the lovely intensified wonderfully . What he did there we have now no ...
Pagina xvi
... passions carried him into most unhappy self - abandon- ment , his verse is all as pure as wild flowers . This is the way in which the boy Edgar - the rejected of the Military Academy — the rake of Charlottesville— noted for ...
... passions carried him into most unhappy self - abandon- ment , his verse is all as pure as wild flowers . This is the way in which the boy Edgar - the rejected of the Military Academy — the rake of Charlottesville— noted for ...
Pagina xxii
... passion it is , and in the lower part wants firmness - a face that would inspire women with sentiment , ―men with interest and curiosity . 66 His wife died , they had had no children . His ' Annabel Lee " records his recollection of her ...
... passion it is , and in the lower part wants firmness - a face that would inspire women with sentiment , ―men with interest and curiosity . 66 His wife died , they had had no children . His ' Annabel Lee " records his recollection of her ...
Pagina xxviii
... muse has passed , flowers and fruit are fairer and brighter . With all this passion for the Beautiful , no poet was ever less voluptuous . He never profaned his genius whatever else he profaned . 99 99 66 Irene xxviii THE LIFE AND GENIUS ...
... muse has passed , flowers and fruit are fairer and brighter . With all this passion for the Beautiful , no poet was ever less voluptuous . He never profaned his genius whatever else he profaned . 99 99 66 Irene xxviii THE LIFE AND GENIUS ...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, ed. by J. Hannay. Complete ed Edgar Allan Poe Volledige weergave - 1865 |
The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, ed. by J. Hannay. Complete ed Edgar Allan Poe Volledige weergave - 1865 |
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Pagina 6 - 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!
Pagina 3 - 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
Pagina 40 - 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...
Pagina 7 - 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!
Pagina 5 - 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!
Pagina 7 - 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!
Pagina 5 - 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.
Pagina 6 - 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!
Pagina xxxii - 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.
Pagina xxxii - 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.