 Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly — Mere puppets they, who come and go At bidding of vast formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wings , Invisible wo!  Il corvo - 68. oldalszerző: Edgar Allan Poe - 2002 - 128 oldalKorlátozott előnézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1843 - 798 oldal
...shadowy things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wuigs Invisible Wo ! That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot ! With it* Phantom chased forcvermorc, By a crowd that seize il not, Through a circle that ever rcturneth... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1891 - 342 oldal
...Thing That shifts the scenery to and fro. Ruling the World from flat and wingParis and Pimlico ! m. That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be...circle that ever returneth in To the self-same spot ; With much of Folly, and waste of Tin, And Vanity soul of the plot. rr. But see, amid the mimic rout... | |
 | 1888 - 350 oldal
...out their rascal rings Inevitable woe ! That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot I With its Phantom chased for evermore By a crowd that...self-same spot ; And much of madness, and more of sin, And swindling the soul of the plot. But see amid the mimic rout A wizen thing intrude ! A shrivelled shape... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 oldal
...formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wings Invisible Wo ! That motley drama !— oh, be sure It shall not be...crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever returncth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness, and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 oldal
...formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wings Invisible Wo ! in. That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be...and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the plot. IV. But, see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude ! A blood-red thing that writhes from out... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 556 oldal
...formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their condor wings Invisible Wol That motley drama ! — oh, be sure It shall not be...Madness, and more of Sin And horror, the soul of the plot 1 But see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude ! A blood-red thing that writhes from out The... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 oldal
...formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wings Invisible Wo ! That motley drama !— oh, be sure It shall not be...crowd that seize it not. Through a circle that ever rctumeth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness, and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1857 - 560 oldal
...their condor wings Invisible Wol That motley drama ! — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot 1 With Ha Phantom chased for evermore, By a crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever rctumeth in To the self-same spot ; And much of Madness, and more of Sin And horror, the soul of the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 oldal
...formless things That shift the seenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Coudor wings Invisible Woe ! That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot ! With its Phantom ehased for evermore, By a erowd that seize it not, Through a eirele that ever returneth in To the self-same... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1859 - 558 oldal
...out their condor wings Invisible Wo I That motley drama ! — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot I With its Phantom chased for evermore, By a crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever rcturneth in To the self-same spot ; And much of Madness, and more of Sin And horror, the soul of the... | |
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