The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a prefatory notice, by J. Skipsey1885 - 288 من الصفحات |
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... means on which he could live ; and what became of him for two years after making another vain attempt to gain admission into the home of his boyhood is not positively known . He had been thrust from the rich man's house , it is supposed ...
... means on which he could live ; and what became of him for two years after making another vain attempt to gain admission into the home of his boyhood is not positively known . He had been thrust from the rich man's house , it is supposed ...
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... means for his household needs , was the chief cause of his frequent dissatisfaction with his employers . About these changes there has been much foolish B controversy , and many , without looking further than the PREFATORY NOTICE . 17.
... means for his household needs , was the chief cause of his frequent dissatisfaction with his employers . About these changes there has been much foolish B controversy , and many , without looking further than the PREFATORY NOTICE . 17.
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... mean by the words self - conceit as applied to Edgar Allan Poe ? We speak of a man as being self- conceited when he has a ridiculously high notion of his self - importance ; but what notion had Poe of himself that was not justifiable on ...
... mean by the words self - conceit as applied to Edgar Allan Poe ? We speak of a man as being self- conceited when he has a ridiculously high notion of his self - importance ; but what notion had Poe of himself that was not justifiable on ...
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... mean ; and it is the power to impress his individuality upon his writings that gives the poet a claim to be considered original . Not so much is it the subject itself as the how - the ability with which a subject is handled - that we ...
... mean ; and it is the power to impress his individuality upon his writings that gives the poet a claim to be considered original . Not so much is it the subject itself as the how - the ability with which a subject is handled - that we ...
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... mean the Irish poet , James Clarence Mangan . It has been supposed that Poe caught the idea of utilising for musical effects - as he has done in " Lenore , " " Eulalie , " and other pieces- the refrain derived from the repetition of ...
... mean the Irish poet , James Clarence Mangan . It has been supposed that Poe caught the idea of utilising for musical effects - as he has done in " Lenore , " " Eulalie , " and other pieces- the refrain derived from the repetition of ...
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Al Aaraaf ALESSANDRA amid angels ANNABEL LEE BALDAZZAR beauty bells beneath bosom breath bright CASTIGLIONE censer countenance dark death deep didst divine draperies dream Earth ebony EDGAR ALLAN POE Edgar Poe excitement eyes fair fancy feel fell flowers gentle ghastly glance glory golden hath Haunted Palace heard heart Heaven Israfel JACINTA JOSEPH SKIPSEY lady LALAGE length Lenore Ligeia light lips long poem maiden melody moon murmur never Nevermore night o'er odours palace passion pause Philosophy of Composition poet poet's poetic Poetic Principle POLITIAN Quoth the Raven Raven Robert Moffat Rowena sentiment shadow sigh silent sleep smile solemn song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars stood strange sure sweet tears terror thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thro throne truth Ulalume unto Usher utter voice wild wind wings words young
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الصفحة 51 - thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.
الصفحة 75 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
الصفحة 233 - 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 66 - Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her, And tempted her out of her gloom, And conquered her scruples and gloom; And we passed to the end of the vista, But were stopped by the door of a tomb, By the door of a legended tomb; And I said — "What is written, sweet sister, On the door of this legended tomb ? " She replied — "Ulalume — Ulalume — T is the vault of thy lost Ulalume!
الصفحة 53 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
الصفحة 88 - By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule — From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE — out of TIME.
الصفحة 63 - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
الصفحة 45 - 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.
الصفحة 101 - Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie.
الصفحة 75 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Anabel Lee: For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...