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... from the monotony of a soldier's life in literary composition . His mind was never in repose , and without some such resort , the dull routine of the camp or barracks would have been insup- LIFE OF EDGAR ALLAN POE . xiii.
... from the monotony of a soldier's life in literary composition . His mind was never in repose , and without some such resort , the dull routine of the camp or barracks would have been insup- LIFE OF EDGAR ALLAN POE . xiii.
Strona xx
... mind , and makes us forget the improbabilities of their general design . An awakened ambition and the healthful influence of a conviction that his works were appreciated , and that his fame was increasing , led him for a while to ...
... mind , and makes us forget the improbabilities of their general design . An awakened ambition and the healthful influence of a conviction that his works were appreciated , and that his fame was increasing , led him for a while to ...
Strona xxi
... mind with melancholy , nor jaundiced my views of society . You must rouse your energies , and , if care assail you , conquer it . I will gladly overlook the past . I hope you will as easily fulfil your pledges for the future . We shall ...
... mind with melancholy , nor jaundiced my views of society . You must rouse your energies , and , if care assail you , conquer it . I will gladly overlook the past . I hope you will as easily fulfil your pledges for the future . We shall ...
Strona xxii
... mind , and laugh at your past vagaries . " This letter was kind and judicious . It gives us a glimpse of Poe's theory of criticism , and displays the temper and principles of the literary comedian in an honourable light . Two or three ...
... mind , and laugh at your past vagaries . " This letter was kind and judicious . It gives us a glimpse of Poe's theory of criticism , and displays the temper and principles of the literary comedian in an honourable light . Two or three ...
Strona xxiii
... mind to the subject led to the composi- tion of some of the tales of ratiocination which so largely increased his reputation . The infirmities which induced his separation from Mr. White and from Mr. Burton at length compelled Mr ...
... mind to the subject led to the composi- tion of some of the tales of ratiocination which so largely increased his reputation . The infirmities which induced his separation from Mr. White and from Mr. Burton at length compelled Mr ...
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Strona 18 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood, with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world!
Strona 21 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Strona 24 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Strona 29 - 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!
Strona 29 - 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!
Strona 27 - 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 "Nevermore.
Strona 25 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Strona 30 - 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!
Strona 42 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Strona 18 - ... clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. "Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, — All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. "Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonor, Death has left on her Only the beautiful.