The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe, Volumul 10T.Y. Crowell, 1902 |
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... English Language , in a Series of Letters The Works of Lord Bolingbroke Biography and Poetical Remains of the Late Mar- garet Miller Davidson Incidents of Travel in Central America , etc. The Quacks of Helicon : A Satire • Life and ...
... English Language , in a Series of Letters The Works of Lord Bolingbroke Biography and Poetical Remains of the Late Mar- garet Miller Davidson Incidents of Travel in Central America , etc. The Quacks of Helicon : A Satire • Life and ...
Pagina 9
... English friends , who first suggested this route to Mr. Stephens , referred him , for information concerning it , to Keith on the Prophecies . Mr. Keith , as our readers are aware , contends for the literal fulfilment of prophecy , and ...
... English friends , who first suggested this route to Mr. Stephens , referred him , for information concerning it , to Keith on the Prophecies . Mr. Keith , as our readers are aware , contends for the literal fulfilment of prophecy , and ...
Pagina 43
... English progenitors . Wherever verse has been found most strictly married to music , this feature prevails . It is thus the essence of all antique song . It is the soul of Homer . It is the spirit of Anacreon . It is even the genius of ...
... English progenitors . Wherever verse has been found most strictly married to music , this feature prevails . It is thus the essence of all antique song . It is the soul of Homer . It is the spirit of Anacreon . It is even the genius of ...
Pagina 57
... English , worse Latin , and wholesale rhodomontade . Mr. Chandler has given us a good Address , and done an original thing . - Originality is indeed , we think , one of the distinguish- ing traits of Mr. C.'s mind , and the essay now ...
... English , worse Latin , and wholesale rhodomontade . Mr. Chandler has given us a good Address , and done an original thing . - Originality is indeed , we think , one of the distinguish- ing traits of Mr. C.'s mind , and the essay now ...
Pagina 69
... rich swell , I rush into the cool night - air . He also too frequently draws out the word Heaven into two syllables - a protraction which it never will support . His English is now and then objectionable , as , ALCIPHRON : A POEM . 69.
... rich swell , I rush into the cool night - air . He also too frequently draws out the word Heaven into two syllables - a protraction which it never will support . His English is now and then objectionable , as , ALCIPHRON : A POEM . 69.
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Pagina 6 - In that day shall Israel be the third with Egypt and with Assyria, even a blessing in the midst of the land : whom the Lord of Hosts shall bless, saying, " Blessed be Egypt my people, and Assyria the work of my hands, and Israel mine inheritance.
Pagina 12 - It shall not be quenched night nor day; the smoke thereof shall go up for ever: from generation to generation it shall lie waste; none shall pass through it for ever and ever.
Pagina 79 - New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just now the crowing cock. The shadows flicker to and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you ? Speak out before you die.
Pagina 109 - Man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority. . . Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven As make the angels weep.
Pagina 108 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Pagina 73 - 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.
Pagina 189 - What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture. What time the persons of. these ossuaries entered the famous nations of the dead and slept with princes and counsellors might admit a wide solution. But who were the proprietaries of these bones, or what bodies these ashes made up, were a question above...
Pagina 78 - FULL knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church -bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year, you must not die; You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old year, you shall not die. He lieth still: he doth not move: He will not see the dawn of day. He hath no other life above.
Pagina 77 - The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; "Caw ! caw ! " the rooks are calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing ; " Pray for this poor soul, Pray, — pray...
Pagina 88 - OH, fairest of the rural maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thine infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy fane.