The Works of Edgar Allan Poe: Memoir. TalesA. & C. Black, 1883 |
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الصفحة xviii
... hand and spoke some gentle and gracious words of welcome , which so penetrated the sensitive heart of the orphan boy as to deprive him of the power of speech , and for a time almost of consciousness itself . He returned home in a dream ...
... hand and spoke some gentle and gracious words of welcome , which so penetrated the sensitive heart of the orphan boy as to deprive him of the power of speech , and for a time almost of consciousness itself . He returned home in a dream ...
الصفحة xxvii
... hand clipped or moulded all into artistic unity . Upon leaving West Point , Poe returned to Mr. Allan's residence at Richmond , and appears to have remained there some time on sufferance . Soon after his return home he became attached ...
... hand clipped or moulded all into artistic unity . Upon leaving West Point , Poe returned to Mr. Allan's residence at Richmond , and appears to have remained there some time on sufferance . Soon after his return home he became attached ...
الصفحة xxix
... hand way . Committees to award literary prizes drink to the payer's health in good wines over unexamined MSS . , which they submit to the discretion of publishers , with permission to use their names in such a way as to pro- mote the ...
... hand way . Committees to award literary prizes drink to the payer's health in good wines over unexamined MSS . , which they submit to the discretion of publishers , with permission to use their names in such a way as to pro- mote the ...
الصفحة liv
... hand and foot . Never were a set of people more completely demolished . They have blustered and flustered , but what have they done or said that has not made them more thoroughly ridiculous ? what , in the name of Thomas , is it ...
... hand and foot . Never were a set of people more completely demolished . They have blustered and flustered , but what have they done or said that has not made them more thoroughly ridiculous ? what , in the name of Thomas , is it ...
الصفحة lxv
... hand were ever open to the poor and miserable . The lady headed a subscription , and carried them sixty dollars the next week . From the day this kind lady first saw the suffering family of the poet , she watched over them as a mother ...
... hand were ever open to the poor and miserable . The lady headed a subscription , and carried them sixty dollars the next week . From the day this kind lady first saw the suffering family of the poet , she watched over them as a mother ...
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الصفحة 179 - During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through 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.
الصفحة 356 - That motley drama, oh, be sure It shall not be forgot! With its Phantom chased for evermore By a crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever returneth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness, and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the plot.
الصفحة 366 - What song the syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.
الصفحة 189 - And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing, And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty Was but to sing, In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king.
الصفحة 356 - And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.
الصفحة 188 - In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion, It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair!
الصفحة 179 - I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible.
الصفحة 188 - I have just spoken of that morbid condition of the auditory nerve which rendered all music intolerable to the sufferer, with the exception of certain effects of stringed instruments. It was, perhaps, the narrow limits to which he thus confined himself upon the guitar, which gave birth, in great measure, to the fantastic character of his performances. But the fervid facility of his impromptus could not be so accounted for. They must have been, and were, in the notes, as well as in the words of his...
الصفحة 198 - ... rather, the rending of her coffin, and the grating of the iron hinges of her prison, and her struggles within the coppered archway of the vault! Oh! whither shall I fly ? Will she not be here anon ? Is she not hurrying to upbraid me for my haste ? Have I not heard her footstep on the stair ? Do I not distinguish that heavy and horrible beating of her heart ? Madman...
الصفحة 191 - ... one evening, having informed me abruptly that the lady Madeline was no more, he stated his intention of preserving her corpse for a fortnight (previously to its final interment) in one of the numerous vaults within the main walls of the building. The worldly reason, however, assigned for this singular proceeding was one which I did not feel at liberty to dispute.