 ... upon opium, the bitter lapse into everyday life, the hideous dropping off of the veil. There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart, an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the...  The American Whig Review - Pagina 2881850Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Robert Shafer - 1926 - 1410 pagina’s
...of the heart, an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Fred Lewis Pattee - 1926 - 1162 pagina’s
...no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it — I paused tc> think — what was it that so unnerved me in the contemplation...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1927 - 956 pagina’s
...the heart — an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it — I paused...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2004 - 450 pagina’s
...the heart — an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it — I paused...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. 1 was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1984 - 1440 pagina’s
...the heart — an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it — I paused...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1976 - 676 pagina’s
...the heart — an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it — I paused...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1993 - 320 pagina’s
...of the heart - an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it - I paused...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | John Whittier Treat - 1995 - 512 pagina’s
...story may echo particularly how Hará apparently felt in Hiroshima on August 6th: "What was it — 1 paused to think — what was it that so unnerved me...grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1995 - 60 pagina’s
...goading of the imagination could torture into ought of the sublime. What was it, I paused to think...what was it that so unnerved me in the contemplation of...the House of Usher? It was a mystery all insoluble. I reined my horse to the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that lay in unruffled lustre by... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1995 - 60 pagina’s
...trees. There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart, An unredeemed dreariness of thought. I paused to think What was it that so unnerved me in the House of Usher? It was a mystery all insoluble. insoluble-unaWe to be solved 37 This passage describes... | |
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