The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe, Volumen8T. Y. Crowell, 1902 |
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... novel , " Horse - Shoe Robinson , " as a matter of which he was seriously ashamed . " It appeared in the May number . C About six weeks later he acknowledges from Balti- more receipt of $ 20 from Mr. White , and , after ex- pressing ...
... novel , " Horse - Shoe Robinson , " as a matter of which he was seriously ashamed . " It appeared in the May number . C About six weeks later he acknowledges from Balti- more receipt of $ 20 from Mr. White , and , after ex- pressing ...
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... novel . If ever volumes were entitled to be called original these are so entitled . We have read them from be- ginning to end with the greatest attention , and feel very little afraid of hazarding our critical reputation , when we ...
... novel . If ever volumes were entitled to be called original these are so entitled . We have read them from be- ginning to end with the greatest attention , and feel very little afraid of hazarding our critical reputation , when we ...
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... novel , upon whom the chief interest of the story turns , and who , in accordance with the right usage of novel writing , should be considered the hero , and should have given a title to the book , is Brevet Major Arthur Butler of the ...
... novel , upon whom the chief interest of the story turns , and who , in accordance with the right usage of novel writing , should be considered the hero , and should have given a title to the book , is Brevet Major Arthur Butler of the ...
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... novel writing . Since the days of Fielding , unimitated . and inimitable and of Smollett , between whose dif- ferent productions there was scarce a family likeness , we have had a succession of dynasties reigning over the regions of ...
... novel writing . Since the days of Fielding , unimitated . and inimitable and of Smollett , between whose dif- ferent productions there was scarce a family likeness , we have had a succession of dynasties reigning over the regions of ...
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... novels are all echoes of each other . There is hardly a page which might not be known for his , nor a favorite char- acter which is not an exhibition of one of the phases of his exquisite self . The variety is between what he imagines ...
... novels are all echoes of each other . There is hardly a page which might not be known for his , nor a favorite char- acter which is not an exhibition of one of the phases of his exquisite self . The variety is between what he imagines ...
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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.