The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original MemoirSampson, Low, Son, and Marston, 1866 - 167 pagina's |
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Pagina vii
... hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! " JOHN TENNIEL And the Raven , never flitting , still is sitting , still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above ...
... hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! " JOHN TENNIEL And the Raven , never flitting , still is sitting , still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above ...
Pagina 6
... 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 ! " Quoth the Raven , " Nevermore . " " Prophet ! " said I ...
... 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 ! " Quoth the Raven , " Nevermore . " " Prophet ! " said I ...
Pagina 9
... hath " gone before , " with Hope , that flew beside , Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride- For her , the fair and débonnaire , that now so lowly lies , The life upon her yellow hair , but not within her ...
... hath " gone before , " with Hope , that flew beside , Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride- For her , the fair and débonnaire , that now so lowly lies , The life upon her yellow hair , but not within her ...
Pagina 26
... Hath -- little of Earth in it— That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute : - I mourn not that the desolate - Are happier , sweet , than I , But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by . TO MY MOTHER . ECAUSE I ...
... Hath -- little of Earth in it— That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute : - I mourn not that the desolate - Are happier , sweet , than I , But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by . TO MY MOTHER . ECAUSE I ...
Pagina 45
... Hath dwelt , and he where I , He might not sing so wildly well A mortal melody , While a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky . HERE are some qualities - some incorporate things , That ISRAFEL .
... Hath dwelt , and he where I , He might not sing so wildly well A mortal melody , While a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky . HERE are some qualities - some incorporate things , That ISRAFEL .
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A. M. MADOT Aaraaf Al Aaraaf ALESSANDRA Allan amid angels Auber BALDAZZAR beautiful ANNABEL LEE bells bird BIRKET FOSTER breath bright Broadway Journal CASTIGLIONE chamber door Cooper dead death dost doth dream dwell Earl of Leicester Earth EDGAR ALLAN POE Eldorado Eulalie Evans F. R. PICKERSGILL fair fell flowers garden gentle glory golden happy hath HAUNTED PALACE hear heart heaven Hope Indian Cupid Israfel JACINTA JASPER CROPSEY JOHN TENNIEL lake LALAGE leave Lenore light lived lone maiden melody moon murmur never Nevermore night o'er odour passion PERCIVAL SKELTON poems poet POLITIAN quarrel Quoth the Raven rhyme SCENES FROM POLITIAN seraph shadow sigh skies sleep smile solemn sorrow soul speak spirit star strange sweet thee things thou art thou hast thro throne ULALUME unto voice W. J. Linton wandering wave wild wind wing young