 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...sweet soul, amid its hallowed damned earth. To Mends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost mirth, Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the is riven— From hell unto a high estate far up within the heaven— From grief and groan, to a golden... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...with, a pawns; of old days ! . Let nwbellioll ! — lest her sweet soul, amid-jits ;hallowed nurtii, Should catch the note, as it doth: float .up 'from the damned earths To friends above; from fiends below, tire indignant ghost is riven- — From helliinto a high... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 oldal
...angel on her flight with a Pit-on of old drive! Let no bell toll ;— lest her sweet soul, nmid it* hallowed mirth, Should catch the note, as it doth float — up from the damned Earth. To frieinls above, .from fiends below, the indignant ghost U riven — From Hell unto a high estate far... | |
 | 1855 - 784 oldal
...flight with а раэап of old days ! Let no bell toll ! — lest the sweet soul, amid her saintly mirth, Should catch the note, as it doth float, up from the damned earth — From fiends below, to friends above, the indignant ghost is riven, From hell unto a high estate,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 oldal
...to-night My heart is light. Nu dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight With a pœan of old days ! Let no bell toll !— Lest her sweet soul. Amid its hallow 'd mirth, Should catch the note, As it doth float — Up from the damned earth. To friends above,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 oldal
...of old days ! Let no bell toll ! — lest hei- sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, tn Should eateh the note, as it doth float up from the damned Earth....friends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost is rivenFrom Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven — From grief and groan, to a golden throne.... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 oldal
...to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a paean of old days ! Let no bell toll ! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, 10 Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damned Earth. To ftwwh above, from fiends below,... | |
 | 1859 - 528 oldal
...to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, " But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days ! " Let no bell toll ! — lest her sweet...indignant ghost is riven — " From Hell unto a high es'.ate far up within the Heaven — " From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 220 oldal
...to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a paean of old days. Let no bell toll; lest her sweet soul,...From grief and groan, to a golden throne beside the HYMN. AT morn, at noon, at twilight dim, Maria, thou hast heard my hymn : In joy and woe, in good and... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 332 oldal
...to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a psean of old days ! Let no bell toll ! — lest her sweet...From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the Kmg of Heaven." HYMN. AT morn — at noon — at twilight dim — Maria ! thou hast heard my hymn !... | |
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Avaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, "But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days ! "Let no bell toll! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, "Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damned... 
