Poems & Tales: Much in the Manner of the Psychological AutobiographistsThe Literati, 1916 - 176 من الصفحات |
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... sound , and I was only a moment in determining it for what it was --- a gigantic hurrican . In the next instant , a wilderness of foam hurled us upon our beam - ends , and , rushing over us fore and aft , swept the entire decks from ...
... sound , and I was only a moment in determining it for what it was --- a gigantic hurrican . In the next instant , a wilderness of foam hurled us upon our beam - ends , and , rushing over us fore and aft , swept the entire decks from ...
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... sound fell upon the ear but of melody and bliss . 113 As I entered the principal street , all was solemn silence , no bustle nor turmoil of the natural attendants of society were to be seen or heard it seemed as though the angel of ...
... sound fell upon the ear but of melody and bliss . 113 As I entered the principal street , all was solemn silence , no bustle nor turmoil of the natural attendants of society were to be seen or heard it seemed as though the angel of ...
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... sound of clattering horses ' hoofs , and down a narrow tree - shaded street , proceeded a line of cavalry with drawn sabres glittering in the sunshine . The crowd mechanically gave way --- the voice of the commanding officer rose in ...
... sound of clattering horses ' hoofs , and down a narrow tree - shaded street , proceeded a line of cavalry with drawn sabres glittering in the sunshine . The crowd mechanically gave way --- the voice of the commanding officer rose in ...
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... sound was heard , yet , a sound that was harsh and grating on the car . The crowd heaved like the swell of an ocean and a groan of horror burst from every quarter ; the next moment the car of death and justice rolled into view . There ...
... sound was heard , yet , a sound that was harsh and grating on the car . The crowd heaved like the swell of an ocean and a groan of horror burst from every quarter ; the next moment the car of death and justice rolled into view . There ...
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... sound , the door slowly opened and a tall middle - aged man entered snugly enveloped in a heavy grey cloak . On his head was a low much in the manner of a cap , priest's ; he entered and closed the door behind him . There was something ...
... sound , the door slowly opened and a tall middle - aged man entered snugly enveloped in a heavy grey cloak . On his head was a low much in the manner of a cap , priest's ; he entered and closed the door behind him . There was something ...
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Agatha altar appearance Argo barque beautiful beneath beneath the sky bosom bower breath bride bright broke brow Cimabue coffin cold crowd cul de sac dark dead dear death deck deep delight detective CAMERA doubt dreams dreary earth editor Epilepsy eyes face fair lady fairy fear feel finds the thorn flower Frederick Church Frisco gaze genius glorious hand hath head heart horror hour JAMES GAFFEEN lady light Lodbrogg look lute manner mind morning Mundists MUNDUS VULT DECIPI nature never night o'er o're once peculiar Phlegethon poems poet laureate Poetry prison Queen Rolph rose Schmidtz seemed shade ship silent SKY PILOT sleep slumber smile sorrow soul spirit stars step stood stream sweet swell Telcani thee things thots thou thru tomb turned Upas tree vessel Vitus Dance voice VULT DECIPI JMF wake wave wild wind wings words young
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الصفحة 92 - The eye wandered from object to object, and rested upon none — neither the grotesques of the Greek painters, nor the sculptures of the best Italian days, nor the huge carvings of untutored Egypt.
الصفحة 65 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
الصفحة 88 - At first my observations took an abstract and generalizing turn. I looked at the passengers in masses, and thought of them in their aggregate relations. Soon, however, I descended to details, and regarded with minute interest the innumerable varieties of figure, dress, air, gait, visage, and expression of countenance.
الصفحة 28 - ... a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was — but with the first glimpse of the building a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit.
الصفحة 28 - I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the after-dream of the reveller 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 sublime.
الصفحة 74 - this darkness which is palpable, and oppresses with a sense of suffocation — this — this — is — indeed death. This is death — this is death the terrible — death the holy. This is the death undergone by Regulus — and equally by Seneca.
الصفحة 92 - Rich draperies in every part of the room trembled to the vibration of low, melancholy music, whose origin was not to be discovered. The senses were oppressed by mingled and conflicting perfumes, reeking up from strange convolute censers, together with multitudinous flaring and flickering tongues of emerald and violet fire.
الصفحة 64 - A man of a polite imagination is let into a great many pleasures that the vulgar are not capable of receiving. He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows than another does in the possession. It gives him, indeed, a kind of property in...
الصفحة 71 - A rapid change was now taking place in my sensations. The last shadows of connection flitted away from my meditations. A storm — a tempest of ideas, vast, novel, and soul-stirring, bore my spirit like a feather afar off. Confusion crowded upon confusion like a wave upon a wave. In a very short time Schelling himself would have been satisfied with my entire loss of selfidentity.
الصفحة 130 - Have left one trace of record here. Beneath this mouldering canopy Once shone the bright and busy eye; But start not at the dismal void: If social love that eye employed...