The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe, Volumen8T. Y. Crowell, 1902 |
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... eyes of the reader ? Only the Poe spe- cialist would know that of this immense body of criti- cal work the reviews of Irving's " Astoria and " Peter Snook " alone have been reprinted in their entirety , the rest having been neglected or ...
... eyes of the reader ? Only the Poe spe- cialist would know that of this immense body of criti- cal work the reviews of Irving's " Astoria and " Peter Snook " alone have been reprinted in their entirety , the rest having been neglected or ...
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... eye of the public , should be watched , by those who preside over its interest , with a jealous attention , and those interests defended when necessary and when possible . But it is not often possible . Custom debars a Magazine from ...
... eye of the public , should be watched , by those who preside over its interest , with a jealous attention , and those interests defended when necessary and when possible . But it is not often possible . Custom debars a Magazine from ...
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... eyes , has thought it better to call his work by the name of a very singular personage , whom all readers will agree in pronouncing worthy of the honor thus conferred upon him . The writer has also made another innovation . He has begun ...
... eyes , has thought it better to call his work by the name of a very singular personage , whom all readers will agree in pronouncing worthy of the honor thus conferred upon him . The writer has also made another innovation . He has begun ...
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... with asterisks , indicating we may presume that her sins of hasty censure have been greatly diminished to the public eye , by the saving grace of omission . - The defects of the work are not confined to the JOURNAL . 21.
... with asterisks , indicating we may presume that her sins of hasty censure have been greatly diminished to the public eye , by the saving grace of omission . - The defects of the work are not confined to the JOURNAL . 21.
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... eyes the dilating forms of the warriors · are before us . The effect of such delineations it is difficult to describe ; they arouse in us whatever of martial fire we possess , until we feel like the war horse viewing a distant combat ...
... eyes the dilating forms of the warriors · are before us . The effect of such delineations it is difficult to describe ; they arouse in us whatever of martial fire we possess , until we feel like the war horse viewing a distant combat ...
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Página 267 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there! She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle-bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land!
Página 138 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Página 274 - Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm. Come when the heart beats high and warm, With banquet-song, and dance, and wine! And thou art terrible! — the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know or dream or fear Of agony are thine.
Página 273 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power : In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies...
Página 245 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
Página 276 - But what to them the sculptor's art, His funeral columns, wreaths and urns? Wear they not graven on the heart The name of Robert Burns?
Página 268 - Flag of the seas ! on ocean wave Thy stars shall glitter o'er the brave ; When death, careering on the gale, Sweeps darkly round the bellied sail, And frighted waves rush wildly back Before the broadside's reeling rack, Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye.
Página 257 - Twas tied with threads of dawning gold, And buttoned with a sparkling star. Her face was like the lily roon That veils the vestal planet's hue ; Her eyes, two beamlets from the moon, Set floating in the welkin blue. Her hair is like the sunny beam, And the diamond gems which round it gleam Are the pure drops of dewy even That ne'er have left their native heaven.
Página 265 - The stars are on the moving stream, And fling, as its ripples gently flow, A burnished length of wavy beam In an eel-like, spiral line below; The winds are whist, and the owl is still; The bat in the shelvy rock is hid; And naught is heard on the lonely hill But the cricket's chirp, and the answer shrill Of the gauze-winged katydid...
Página 279 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.