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" Stoop o er me from above ; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love. I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold, soft chimes, That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, Like some old poet's rhymes. "
The Gentleman's Magazine - الصفحة 101
1840
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Burton's Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, المجلدات 6-7

William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 616
...personified Night. Even in the first stanza this difficulty occurs — enfeebling all. The words — I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls — convey us to a palace tenanted by the sable-draperied, by the corporate Night. But the lines I...

The Southern Quarterly Review, المجلد 1

Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1842 - عدد الصفحات: 578
...Hymn to the Night ? " Read it once, and its melody haunts the heart lorever : " HYMN TO THE NIGHT. I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sahle skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! I felt her presence, by its spell of...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, المجلدات 16-17

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...steps on the threshold of the inn, whence a jocund peal was ringing, we paused, and suddenly — " We heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through her marble halls ; We saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From her celestial walls ; We felt her presence, by...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, المجلد 17

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...steps on the threshold of the inn, whence a jocund peal was ringing, we paused, and suddenly — " We heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through her marble halls ; We saw lier sable skirts all fringed with light From her celestial walls ; We felt her presence,...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...there is an instance of bad taste in the selection of metaphors, which rarely happens to our author. " I heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through...all fringed with light From the celestial walls." He redeems this artificial imagery by the following verse : " I felt her presence, by its spell of...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 384
...there is an instance of bad taste in the selection of metaphors, which rarely happens to our author. BI heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through...all fringed with light From the celestial walls." He redeems this artificial imagery by the following verse : " I felt her presence, by its spell of...

The Belfast Queen's College Calendar

Queen's University of Belfast - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 306
...his good proved ill in me, And wrought but malice. — MII/TON. Or, into Latin Sapphics or Alcaics : I heard the trailing garments of the night Sweep through...above ; The calm, majestic presence of the night, I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold soft chimes, That fill the haunted chambers...

The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...delight, All solemn Voices of the Night, That can soothe thee, or affright, — HYMN TO THE NIGHT. I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halla ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! I felt her presence,...

Voices of the Night, and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...affright, — Be these henceforth thy theme." HYMN TO THE NIGHT. 'A<77ra<T/jj, rpi'AXiorof. I IIEAED the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from ahove ; The calm, majestic presence of...

Poems, المجلد 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...Ilowia, TCOV nokvnovwv figorwv, snl 86p vno yctQ alyiwv, vno IB ovpcpogoig EURIPIDES. HYMN TO THE NIGHT. I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through...above ; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold, soft chimes. That fill the haunted chambers...




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